The Assassin took Yun Xiaoxiao hostage and ran to the edge of the woods behind the City God Temple, and when he saw that no one was chasing her, he threw her down and disappeared into the woods.

The place where Yun Xiao was thrown was a slope with a large slope, and she fell down and slid down the slope and then slid to the bottom of the ridge before she stopped. I struggled to stand up and gritted my teeth and sat up, my shoulders and arms aching.

Picking up the sleeves of his torn underwear, his arms were a large messy scrape, and the flesh was blurry. I was so frightened when I saw blood, and it seemed that the pain was more profound.

"You, injured?"

Qingchen's voice came into her ears, Yun Xiao raised her gaze in surprise, and a handsome young man in white clothes slammed into her eyes.

He looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old, standing two or three steps away from her, dressed in a luxurious white moire brocade robe, like an ice lotus on a snow-capped mountain.

Yun Xiao sat on the grass and looked at him curiously, and couldn't help but stare at him, where did the fairy in white come from?

More than a dozen guards rushed over one after another, guarding the left and right of the man in white, disturbing Yun Xiaoxiao's thoughts of escaping into the fairyland, these guards had just seen it, and they were the guards guarding King Xiang.

Could it be that this handsome young man is the sixth prince, the brother of King Zhao?

When he guessed, he had already squatted down in front of him, a pair of icy eyes reflected her amazing image, and there was a faint fragrance on his body, which was cool, I don't know if it was a spiritual effect or if he really had this speciality, and he felt fresh and refreshing when he approached him.

"Uh..."

Yun Xiao looked at each other for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, she showed a hint of crampedness, not knowing whether to continue to look at him or not.

Seeing that he was still looking at himself, he hurriedly reached out and touched whether the aqua blue veil on his face had fallen off, but fortunately, fortunately, it was intact and did not fall off, thanks to the three prayers, the veil was made so firm.

Finding that he was still sitting on the ground scattered, exposing his scarred arms, his image was very unsightly, he quickly lowered his sleeves to cover his injured arms, and stood up from the ground, but fell to the ground again because of the pain from nowhere.

Xuanyuan Mo reached out to support her, held up her injured wrist, and asked with concern, "Is the injury serious?" ”

"No, no......" Yun Xiao raised her eyes to look at him, and slowly withdrew her wrist from his white jade-like hand.

"Don't care, this king is just concerned about your injury, the wound is bleeding, let's hold it." Xuanyuan Mo said.

"It's okay if the injury is not serious, there is Lord Lao's concern." Yun Xiao pretended to be calm to hide the pain and discomfort, how could he let him see his blurry flesh and skin? If he looked at it, he would feel as if he had blasphemed his Binggui.

Xuanyuan Mo condensed his eyes, and looked at the clear eyes of the woman a few more times, the scene in them was very rich and interesting.

"Miss! Miss ......"

Xiaoxue finally chased after her, panting and rushing to Yun Xiaoxiao's side, "Miss! Oh, it's good that you're okay, didn't it hurt? As he spoke, he touched her body in a panic and pulled her arm, "It really didn't hurt, oops, thank God!" ”

Yun Xiao was hurt by her arm, frowned deeply, and smiled bleakly, "Hmm...... It's okay. ”

"Shall we go home?" Xiaoxue still had tears on her eyelashes, and she was scared to death when she saw that Miss was kidnapped.

"Okay, go home." Yun Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from Xiaoxue's face, and coaxed her softly, "Don't be afraid, help me up." ”

"Yes, slave and maid help you." Xiaoxue picked up Yunxiao, tidied up her scattered clothes, and patted the dirt off her skirt.

"Thank you for the rescue, the little woman said goodbye." Yun Xiao bowed slightly, and was slowly walked past him by Xiaoxue.

The two women gradually walked away, and only the two water-blue hairbands fluttering on the masked woman's head were left in Xuanyuan Mo's eyes, and after a long time, he narrowed his black eyes and commanded in a low voice, "Yu Si, quickly check the identity of this woman, the more carefully the better." ”

Yu Si immediately clenched his fists and replied, "Lord Wang, my subordinates have seen that maid, it is the girl of King Zhao's Mansion, and my subordinates guess that this woman is very likely to be the civilian woman that Prince Zhao rescued on the way back to Beijing." ”

"Oh?" She is the folk woman that the Three Emperor Brothers love?

Xuanyuan Mo's lips outlined a beautiful curve, uh-huh, an interesting woman, no wonder the Three Emperor Brothers can't let go.

Yun Xiao was not lightly thrown by the assassin, her whole shoulder hurt, and her arm was even hotter, Xiaoxue helped her, and the two slowly walked down the stairs in front of the City God Temple.

There was a melodious sound of the piano in the distance, Yun Xiaoxiao couldn't move her steps, she finally came out for a trip, and she didn't gain anything at all, so did she go back like this? She's not reconciled! I stroked my sore arm, gritted my teeth to cheer myself up, and held on for a while to satisfy my fun!

Looking up at the direction where the sound of the piano came from, he asked in a low voice, "This piano has a beautiful melody, as if it is close in front of you, Xiaoxue, is the piano courtyard near here?" ”

Xiaoxue pointed to an exposed roof at the edge of the forest, "Miss, Qingyinqin Courtyard is on the other side of the woods." ”

Qingyinqin Yuan is an isolated house, and the plaque on the lintel has been mottled and peeled off the paint, giving people a feeling of depression.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Xiaoxue slapped the knocker a few times.

The servant opened the door and invited the guests in, and a woman, about thirty years of age, came out of the room to greet them.