"Lord Wang!" The inkstone was frightened, and he knelt down in front of Yun Yan.

The attendants below looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Lord Wang, Jinyiwei will be here soon, you ......" Yantai hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

Yun Yan had already drawn out the knife of his attendant and aimed the cold tip of the knife at his chest, "Let her go, this king is here." ”

"Lord Wang!" Chihiro shouted weakly, her voice choked.

The tip of the knife pierced through his shirt, slowly spilling red blood. Yun Yan approached step by step, and the blade continued to pierce into his body. His eyes were still warm, and the smile on his lips was light, "How?" ”

Concubine Li was stunned, "Don't come here!" Hongu said, don't come! ”

Yun Yan's boots stepped on the fallen leaves, making a clicking sound, and he walked over step by step with a smile, "Ah Xun is not afraid, this king will not let anyone hurt you." ”

"Lord Wang......" Chihiro's eyes were moist, "don't ......"

She saw the warmth in his eyes, warmed his heart, and warmed the slight coldness in the depths of his soul. When she saw the blood gushing out of his body, the blade that pierced his body, Chihiro almost burst into tears.

"It's so touching, the thirteenth prince really didn't teach this seat to be disappointed. It's a pity...... It's a bit stupid! The ethereal and low voice came from mid-air, cold and lukewarm, just like the sound of hell, although extremely pleasant, but with a gruesome killing aura.

Everyone was frightened, and before they could come back to their senses, Chihiro only felt a sudden warmth on her face.

Then came Concubine Li's heart-rending wail, and the arm holding the short blade rolled to the ground with a grunt. Blood splattered out of Concubine Rei's severed arm, wetting Chihiro's face and clothes.

It all happened in the flash of lightning, and everyone was still there.

When he came back to his senses, Lou Zhi's figure had fallen in the dry well, the red clothes were staggering, and the elegance was peerless. The fire outside the cold palace was soaring, and Ying Wuqiu rushed in with a large number of brocade guards, and the luxurious Persian carpet was spread all the way from the door of the cold palace to the front of the building.

Walking up the carpet slowly, Lou Zhi glanced at Chihiro, who was dying not far away, "What do you think now?" ”

Chihiro leaned against the trunk of the tree and pulled the corners of her lips coldly, "Thanks to Master's Hongfu, the apprentice is not dead yet." ”

"It's good that you're not dead, otherwise the teacher will take advantage of your body temperature, peel off your skin and draw a picture of a beauty, and hang in front of the teacher's couch every day, which is all your master-apprentice love." Lou stopped laughing, talking and laughing as if everything that had just happened was just inconsequential.

Yun Yan lost the knife in his hand and withdrew his coat to cover Chihiro's body. The next moment, he gently held her in his arms.

Lou Zhifeng's eyes raised slightly, and he walked over with a chuckle, and the blanket was spread all the way to Chihiro.

Chihiro sneered, "The cold palace is dirty, and the master is not afraid of ......"

"No problem, the apprentice of this seat is still here, if the teacher does not come, the apprentice will have to be abducted by others." Lou Zhi was dressed in red, and in the firelight, the face that charmed all beings had an unpredictable dark color. He glanced at Yun Yan casually, "The apprentice of this seat doesn't bother the prince." ”

The sound fell, Yun Yan suddenly emptied his hand, and Chihiro fell into Lou Zhi's arms. The speed is so fast that no one can see it clearly.

Lowered his eyebrows and looked at Chihiro who was dying in his arms, Lou Zhi's eyes were treacherous and cold, "Good apprentice, is it okay to carry you back like this for the teacher?" ”

"Master, don't say that the apprentices take advantage of you." Chihiro was so weak that she leaned her head weakly on Lou Zhi's shoulder, and the whole person was groggy.

Lou Zhi glanced at Yun Yan, "No request, send the best gold sore medicine of Jinyiwei to the thirteen princes." You can't let the prince be stabbed in vain, this seat has always been a person who has come and gone. ”

"Yes!" ”

"Not necessarily!" Yun Yan stood there, bleeding profusely from his chest. His eyes always fell on Chihiro, and his eyes were as light as ever.

Lou Zhi lowered his eyebrows and looked at Chihiro who was sleeping in his arms, it seemed that this girl was indeed too tired. Concubine Li's cartilage is scattered, it's really powerful, damn it!

"My lord, what should Concubine Li do?" There should be no need to look at Concubine Li, who fainted in pain.

Concubine Li in a pool of blood, her face was as white as paper, and under the background of blood, her face became more and more hateful.

"It's too cheap for her to die like this!" Lou Zhi stared at the clothes covered by Chihiro, his eyebrows sank, and Yun Yan's clothes were shocked to the ground by a burst of energy. The black shawl fluttered down on Chihiro's body, and the gold-embroidered blood-colored fire lotus on it bloomed in Lou Zhi's eyes.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, Lou Zhi hugged Chihiro, and his luxurious soap boots stepped on the clothes that Yun Yan had landed, and strode towards the outside of the cold palace.

"Lord Wang?" The inkstone glanced at the clothes on the ground, and then looked at Yun Yan's still breezy face.

The brocade guards all evacuated, and it was dark again.

In the dark, no one could see Yun Yan's complexion clearly, and it was not until he walked out of the cold palace that the inkstone saw that there was no blood on Yun Yan's pale face.

"Lord Wang?" The inkstone was frightened, and hurriedly hugged the crumbling clouds.

Yun Yan waved his hand, "This king is fine." This matter is not allowed to be publicized, let alone told to the mother, understand? ”

Yantai lowered his eyebrows, "The slave understands!" ”

Taking a deep breath, Yun Yan glanced at the direction of the rapid evacuation of the brocade guards, and the palace finally returned to its original calm. Is it really calm? I'm afraid that the mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

Holding his aching chest, Yun Yan glanced at the wound that was still bleeding, and his eyes were so deep that it was elusive.

"The prince can actually inform Jinyiwei early, if this is the case, the prince will not be injured." The inkstone was put into the carriage.

Yun Yan pursed his lips, "Even if this king doesn't say it, Lou Zhi will find her." In that case, what difference does it make if you don't talk about it? The so-called difference is only that the building stops sooner or later. ”

Yan Tai paused slightly, looked at Yun Yan's blood-stained wound, and choked up, "Then the prince doesn't have to hurt himself." The prince's daughter's body, how can he be injured for the sake of Miss Chihiro? ”

"It's worth it." Yun Yan spit out two words in a low voice, and there was no hideousness on his warm face after half the pain. On the contrary, from the time he was injured to the present, even if his face was pale, he still smiled lightly, as if he was hurting others, not himself at all.

Narrowing his eyes, Yun Yan walked into the carriage, and the light under his eyes gradually dimmed.

Now that the dust has settled, what's next?

"Lord Wang, now that Miss Chihiro has been taken away by Jinyiwei, that ......" Yantai bit his lip.

Inside the car, Yun Yan's voice as light as tea slowly came out, "That's fine, if you leave the palace, you don't have to come back." ”

Yantai sighed lightly, "Lord Wang, you are confused, Miss Qianxun has entered the palace of Jinyiwei, I am afraid that I will not be able to leave the palace in this life." ”

Yun Yan was silent, lowered his eyes and smiled lowly. For a long time, he covered the painful wound and exhaled, "There is still half a moon to Chinese New Year's Eve, and after Chinese New Year's Eve, there will be no big problem." This palace can't keep her in the end. No one can keep it...... Let's go home! ”

The carriage left the palace and quickly headed towards the Thirteen Princes' Mansion.

The palace was deep, and the initial silence was finally restored.

When the sun rises tomorrow, the blood color of the cold palace will become a thing of the past, and it will gradually be forgotten.

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