"I see that you are dressed as a second-class palace maid in the palace, and there is nothing wrong with following the master, people go to high places. It's just that eating people in the palace doesn't spit out bones, if you want to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix to the three-point posture, I'm afraid you will suffer a big loss in the future. An Shuangchi's footsteps slowed slightly, and he said casually.

Mo was stunned for a moment, and then sneered angrily and funny.

She hooked her lips slightly, this general is interesting, and he looks like a good person with a cold face and a warm heart. He thought that he was following his master to ask for a chance to be on top, but he was here to mention her.

"What the general said is very reasonable." The resentment in Mo Qingrou's heart towards An Shuangchi disappeared most of it at this time, and he said sincerely.

"When the palace maid reaches the age of twenty-five, she can be released from the palace, and although she is no longer in her prime, she is also free. You are still young, you don't have to spend your life in the palace. An Shuangchi pointed to the truth.

Mo Qingrou didn't read those miserable palace fighting novels in her previous life, let alone a girl with a romantic soul. Her young fourteen-year-old palace maid's body has the core of a thirty-year-old woman's soul, and she will never consider being a palace concubine.

"The general is ......too worried," Mo was about to explain, but he didn't want to be caught in the crook of his arm by a wide and warm embrace before he finished speaking, and he violently led her into the flowers next to him, and a long arrow actually brushed against her ear by the slightest difference, and nailed it to the trunk of the tree in front of her.

Mo Qingrou's brain was down for a while, and the hormonal aura of the man on his body was very strong, and his breathing was like staring at her. Especially when she had just passed from the brink of life and death, this was the second time she felt such a strong aura of death.

"What a bold man, he actually stabbed ...... in the palace" An Shuangchi narrowed his eyes slightly, and the harrier eagle turned over and stood up, and said softly, "You hide, don't make a sound." It's for me. ”

Mo gently looked at the killers at the end of the path in the imperial garden, who were dressed as eunuchs but were obviously taller than eunuchs, and nodded again and again. At this time, she could only hide without involving An Shuangchi's hind legs, she even rolled and crawled behind the tree to hide, and pinched the general's sweat in her heart.

Assassinating in the palace compound, the enemy must be from a lot of sources.

An Shuangchi stood up, and her momentum was completely different from the gentleness of the little girl. He stood like a sharp blade with his head held high, making people shudder.

The two sides did not have the superfluous nonsense in the TV series, and Mo Qingrou's plan of "the villain died from talking too much" naturally fell short. I didn't see how An Shuangchi was accumulating, he trampled up like a rabbit, pulled out a soft whip pinned to his waist and swept it over.

The killers who pretended to be eunuchs took out the hidden short swords from the heels of their shoes and swung them at An Shuangchi without saying a word. The soft whip tossed and turned under the command of his wrist, and the light sword shadow of the swinging sword did not dare to take a step closer.

An Shuang finally found a killer's flaw in the stalemate, took advantage of his messy steps and whipped up the next three roads, and then swept out and kicked him to the ground. The killer was kicked so that his thigh "stabbed" sounded, and he was afraid that his bones were seriously injured and he couldn't get up.

"Boom, Boom—" A few sounds of slight arrows rang out, and the remaining killers fell.

The Imperial Guards finally arrived late at this time, just in time. The captain led by him came over anxiously to check it out, and saw that An Shuangchi did not lose a single hair on his body before he was slightly relieved.

"General An forgives the sin, the end will be late, please punish the general!" The captain knelt on the ground and said.

An Shuangchi waved his hand, squatted down to look at the eyelids of the killer with the broken leg, and saw that he had already committed suicide by taking poison. Looking at the killers shot by the Royal Forest Army, they have already made it clear that Huangquan has already been decided.

"General An...... The last general saw that these were a few well-trained dead soldiers, and even if they didn't directly take their lives, it would be impossible to say anything, so ......" The captain trembled and quickly explained.

"There's nothing wrong with killing you with one blow." Mo Qingrou could see clearly behind the tree, and a trace of disdain mockery flashed in An Shuangchi's eyes.

The captain of the Imperial Forest Army was a little relieved, and called someone to clean up the scene and wanted to send An Shuangchi out of the palace again, but was instructed by An Shuangchi to leave.

"Come out." When it was settled here, An Shuang said lightly to the back of the tree.

Mo stood up from behind the tree, patted the dress stained with grass clippings and leaves, and glanced at An Shuangchi.

"General An, forgive the slave and maid for talking too much, you have the grace to save your life for the slave and the slave, and the slave and the maid will say so much...... At first, since the arrows were shot, it must have been an archer in the dark, how did they come up with just three or two melee killers? You...... But beware. She said in a deep voice, her voice soft and solemn.

An Shuangchi glanced at her with some surprise, "I originally thought you were a stubborn girl with a bit of a look, but I never thought you could see such details...... Those who worked for the tiger, I don't remember......"

He strode over and pulled out the arrow from the tree that had almost killed him.

That arrow was very well made, and in the eyes of a layman, Mo Qingrou, it could not have been made by a small blacksmith on the street.

"Stainless steel...... This kind of steel is only available in the army. Although it was said that the mark on the top was washed away, it was ...... I still recognize ......" An Shuangchi took a deep breath, and the coldness in the corners of his eyes was even worse.

In the memory of the original owner of Mo Qingrou's body, there are legendary deeds of An Shuangchi, General An led the troops out at the age of twelve to hone in the frontier, and now he is eighteen all over the world, and he is already famous and accomplished. How could he not recognize where the arrow that was going to kill him was built?

"Who wants to touch you?" Mo Qingrou couldn't help but ask.

She was a newcomer to the stranger, but An Shuangchi had been fighting for Lingwu for many years. Who would be so desperate to kill such a meritorious man?

An Shuangchi glanced at her, suppressed the expression that wanted to speak again, and said, "You don't have to worry about this, the more you know, the more you will be insecure." You send me out of the palace, otherwise others will ...... It's doubtful. ”

"Yes." Mo glanced at him with a complicated expression, and obediently followed behind him.

After this battle, Dong'e Ejiao had already broken into pieces, so she found a pool and threw it in.

"Have you ever thought about what to do after leaving the palace?" The setting sun spilled obliquely from the corner of the palace, reflecting An Shuang Chi like a dream, and his voice also rang out.