Changshu leaned against the window, looking at the book in her hand by the candle flame in the dormitory, the wind outside the window poured in along the gap, although it was not very cold on her body, but the stormy weather made her mood a little irritable.

She was patient, writing down the contents of the book in her mind word by word, suppressing the irritable emotions in her heart, and trying to make herself more calm.

Xu is the reason for the bad weather, she is usually very quiet, she doesn't know why she always feels anxious today, and the anxiety from the bottom of her heart makes her feel a little restless.

Outside the window, lightning and thunder roared, the wind was fierce, and the dark sky was even more overwhelming.

Changshu frowned, simply put down the book in his hand, pushed open the door and walked out.

As soon as she stepped out of the room, the howling wind filled her robe in an instant, and the hunting robe rattled in the wind, blowing her hair and flying, and Changshu squinted her eyes in discomfort.

As soon as she came out, a heavy raindrop fell from the sky, and in a moment it turned into a downpour, falling on the glazed tiles of the palace, dripping along the eaves, and becoming a dense beaded curtain in the night, and then being swept into the porch by the wind.

The tiny droplets of water came to her face, Changshu subconsciously took a step back, watching the rain curtain being torn apart by lightning, and the dark and dreary night was extremely depressing.

The palace lamp hanging under the eaves swayed, and it lit up around her tenaciously in the wind, Changshu turned her head, and just wanted to call Nan Su over, but the sight in front of her suddenly dimmed.

She subconsciously looked up, I don't know why, these lights suddenly went out at this moment, and it was dark outside, only the candles in the dormitory were still bright.

Changshu's eyes darkened, and the hand hidden under the wide sleeve clenched his fist silently, and the killing intent crossed the bottom of his low eyes.

Mu Xiuqi was reading at night in the side hall of Changle Palace, and he couldn't get along with the files he brought back, and the howling wind, lightning, and thunder outside the window had no effect on him, and he was immersed in his studies and forgot to sleep and eat.

It wasn't until the pouring rain poured down that he took a trace of his mind out of the scroll and looked up.

The wet water vapor came to his face, he looked at it for a while, lowered his head and moved his gaze back to the book, at this time, there seemed to be something hidden by the sound of the rain came over, a very slight sound, Mu Xiuqi listened for a while, and looked up in the direction of the main hall where Changshu was located.

It was dark on the other side of the main hall, except for a faint light that came through the heavy rain curtain.

He lowered his head and continued to read.

But after thinking about it, he felt that something seemed wrong, and looked up at the scene outside the hall again, he was stunned, his face changed, and he stood up suddenly.

The palace lamps used for lighting outside the palace where the master of the palace lives are to be burned all night, and they will never be extinguished if there are no special circumstances, and now the entire Changle Palace is shrouded in darkness, and even the palace lamps used for lighting under the corridor have been extinguished.

Outside the hall, you can't see your five fingers, and it's a little weird to be quiet.

Mu Xiuqi didn't think about it, and walked towards Changshu with his sword.

When he opened the door and came outside, those slight noises suddenly became clear, and the movement of the fighting in the dark came clearly, Mu Xiuqi clenched the long sword in his hand, and his heart sank.

He didn't expect Changshu's situation to be so dangerous, and there were people in the palace who dared to assassinate him so grandly.

Changshu stood outside the hall with a cloak, her long hair scattered, she just casually found a ribbon and tied it loosely behind her, quietly looking at the dark night sky, and couldn't see any expression.

Nan Xu stood beside her with a lamp, and was not surprised to see Mu Xiuqi coming, and greeted him calmly: "Second son." ”

Changshu turned his head to look at him: "Xiuqi." ”

Mu Xiuqi stepped forward: "Sister Huan, what is this?" ”

"It's nothing, some people can't see the palace." Changshu's voice sounded a little cold, she looked at the young man in white in front of her, was silent for a while, and asked, "Are you afraid of pain?" ”

Mu Xiuqi was stunned: "What is Sister Huan going to do?" ”

Changshu didn't answer his words, but said lightly: "Jiang Ran didn't have time to rush back, and the guards of Changle Palace couldn't stop those killers outside. ”

Jiang Ran, the commander of the guards of Changle Palace, has all the guards on the bright side of Changle Palace in his hands, and those guards were given to her by her elders, and she crossed the bright road in front of the palace.

Those people were on duty in batches day and night, and some people followed Jiang Ran out of the palace to give gifts to Xuanmo, and now the guards of Changle Palace can be called loose.

Changshu looked at him, his gorgeous complexion looked extremely indifferent in the dark, and the words he said were completely different from the usual ruthlessness: "The shadow guard in the dark can't move, and today's Changle Palace is destined to kill and injure most of them." ”

The boy shuddered.

As the second son of the Regent Palace, he has not been stained with human life in his hands, but it is not one person or two people who will be sacrificed today, but at least more than ten people.

And each of these people, every one of them was loyal to her.

Mu Xiuqi was a little soft-hearted, no matter how talented he was, he couldn't be so ruthless.

Changshu said: "These people were originally born in the shadow guards, and this palace let them cross the bright road in front of their father and enter the Royal Forest Army, in the eyes of outsiders, these people are the confidence of this palace." ”

Changshu looked at him quietly: "Except for these people, there is no one else in the hands of this palace, let alone anyone else, Xiuqi, once the power in the hands of this palace is perceived, what is waiting for this palace is death." ”

Mu Xiuqi thought for a moment and nodded: "I understand." ”

He turned his head to look out of the eaves, the heavy rain had stopped for some time, and the sound of the fight was particularly clear in the darkness.

Mu Xiuqi walked outside with a sword, and in the outer courtyard separated by a wall, the assassin gradually broke through the defense and approached the inner courtyard, once they were allowed to enter the inner courtyard, Changshu would be very dangerous.

Changshu watched the boy leave, closed his eyes, and walked forward.

Nan Su looked at her worriedly: "Your Highness." ”

Changshu turned her eyes to look at her: "What should I do, I don't need this palace to teach you, right?" ”

Under the pressure of her implicit coercive gaze, Nan Sufu bowed and turned into the room: "Yes." ”

Changshu walked outside, bypassing the shadow wall in front of the door and passing through the weeping flower gate, there was chaos outside, there were corpses lying on the ground, and the young man in white was firmly guarding the door, picking up his sword and harvesting life mercilessly.

It's just a person who doesn't move in the shadows, and if he kills one more person, his own people will have an extra chance to live.

It's just that after today, he can't hide the martial arts that he has hidden for so many years......

But it's not that it's unsolvable.

A few steps away, there was the shadow of the sword, and the princess in red stood in the twilight, her expression cold.

Seeing that the black-clothed killer had the intention of retreating, she picked up a sword casually and rushed into the battle circle.

……

I don't know how long it took, the fighting gradually subsided, the red-clothed princess was covered in blood, standing in front of the corpse on the ground and looking at her subordinates, and then, without hesitation, she raised her sword and cut a few wounds on her body.

"Sister Huan."

Mu Xiuqi was taken aback: "What are you?" ”

Changshu walked up to him, leaned over to look at him and said, "Xiuqi, you were seriously injured and unconscious in order to save me, understand?" ”

Mu Xiuqi swallowed his saliva and nodded, "I understand." ”

"It's good to understand."

Changshu nodded, and walked outside with her sword without hesitation.