Bei Ming Hanxuan was so seriously injured that he had already tightly held Murong Qianran's hand and refused to let go, and in the end, it was the imperial doctor who said that he would bandage the queen, and Bei Ming Hanxuan let go.

Fengluan Palace has become a ruin at this time, the flames have been extinguished, and the assassin has been caught, because Murong Qianran sneaked out in the middle of the night and dismissed the palace maid and eunuch early, and the assassin also attempted assassination.

The old lady doctor trembled his pale hand and bandaged the Northern Darkness Hanxuan, a palm-sized burn on his white arm, the flesh and blood were blurred, black and red were mixed, but the Northern Darkness Hanxuan said to Murong Qianran: "Don't get in the way, don't get in the way."

Murong looked at the shocking wound, his heart tightened, and the North Darkness Hanxuan ..... You....... Why?

The captured assassin was taken to the imperial study, and the imperial guards searched for a dagger with a strange pattern from the assassin's body, and the Northern Darkness Hanxuan glared at the kneeling assassin below, and shouted, "Say, who sent you?"

In fact, originally this assassin wanted to take poison and commit suicide, but he was ordered by the imperial guards to point to the acupoint, except for the mouth that could speak, his body could not move at all, he glared at Murong Qianran, and directly ignored the question of Bei Ying Hanxuan.

Murong looked at the dagger, secretly surprised in her heart, she knew best about the strange pattern on this dagger, it was a unique symbol of the Hasaqi clan, and judging from the appearance of this assassin, it was not difficult to see that he did not look like a man from the Central Plains.

"Don't say yes, come on, let him open his mouth for me", Bei Ying Hanxuan ordered the guards majestically, only to see the guards take out a set of clamping sticks, and clamp the assassin's ten fingers hard, the pain of the ten fingers connected to the heart, so that the assassin also began to sweat profusely in this cold winter, he endured it, not humble.

After the guards clamped their fingers and began to execute their toes, the assassin's body seemed to be unable to bear it, and suddenly shouted: "You can kill me, either kill me quickly, or don't want to get any news from me."

Beiming Hanxuan sneered: "It's easy to want to die, but, I didn't let you get your wish, dared to break into the palace, and assassinated my queen, so that both me and the queen were injured, just these, you say, can I let you die so easily?"

Murong Qianran sat beside Bei Ying Hanxuan, looking at his treacherous laughter, listening to his murderous words, but he didn't think much about it, if it was her, it was estimated that this assassin would not die easily.

"Hmph, the queen .....", the assassin looked at Murong Qianran contemptuously, and laughed wildly: "You really have the ability, from Linlang to Beiming, from the concubine to the queen..... Don't forget where you stand, and don't forget that you'..... Shouldering the family's envoy.... Death....", the guard behind him violently exerted force, and the assassin could no longer bear the great pain, and fainted.

Beiming Hanxuan snorted lightly and looked at the imperial doctor beside him: "Go, heal him."

The imperial doctor was a little frightened, this assassin was executed, and now the emperor asked him to heal, didn't he want to ...... Healed in execution, executed in cure? After all, in the first place...... That's how the Great Prince and the Nine Emperors were treated...... Thinking about it, cold sweat kept breaking out on his forehead.

"Lady.... It's all bad for your husband, if your husband can be by your side, there won't be such a situation.....", Bei Ying Hanxuan took Murong Tianran's small hand and said affectionately.

"Your Majesty..... You're injured, so let's go back to the palace to rest first", Murong Tianran gently broke away from the hand he was holding, and said lightly.

Beiming Hanxuan wanted to say something more, but when she withdrew her hand, a trace of disappointment flashed in her charming peach blossom eyes, but she still said: "Well, it's okay, the lady should also go back to rest, I chose an elegant palace for the husband and the lady, come here, be sure to protect the queen, do you hear?"

"Yes, Your Majesty", the guards below respectfully received the order.

Murong Qianran, under the leadership of the palace maid, came to Xuanzheng Palace, although it was not as good as Fengluan Palace, but she didn't care about these things at all, as soon as she stepped into the palace gate, she dismissed the palace maid, saying that she wanted to rest and rest, after all, she was indeed tired from working all night.

Feeling that there were people around him in a haze, Murong Qianran opened his phoenix eyes vigilantly, but saw Lang Xiaoyue sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her with a light smile.

"You..... Why are you here"?

Lang Xiaoyue put away her smile and sighed guiltily: "If it is..... If I had followed you last night, this would not have happened."

Murong Tianran slowly sat up, "So, follow me, you won't have a good life."

"No, in the future, I will follow you closely, and I will never give others a chance to hurt you", Lang Xiaoyue firmly took Murong Qianran's hand, and her handsome cheeks showed a determined expression.

Murong withdrew his hand with a smile, got up and went to the ground, and Lang Xiaoyue hurriedly brought the robe and served her to put it on, "Today's assassination attempt, I'm afraid, if I stay in the palace any longer, it will cause trouble again, hey.....", she sighed lightly, sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the beautiful cheeks, Eagle Thunder, he really won't let himself go, now, Beiming Hanxuan announced to the world, how could he miss this opportunity?

"Who is it that dares to assassinate you"? Lang Xiaoyue fiddled with Murong Ran's green silk and asked.

"Khasaqi ......".

Lang Xiaoyue was slightly stunned: "The Hasaqi tribe of the grassland tribe on the south side of the Tianshan Mountains"? Obviously, he was surprised.

Murong Qianran nodded lightly: "My mother was originally a saint of the Hasaqi clan, and she stepped into the Central Plains with the mission of the family, and she didn't want to meet Murong Tianming, who fell in love at first sight, but he was unkind, and her mother died young after all, which humiliated the family mission, and I undoubtedly became a saint with the family mission, but I didn't want to, in desperation, only when I died, they could choose the next generation of saints from the new generation and continue to complete the family mission."

"That'..... What is this family mission?" Lang Xiaoyue frowned slightly, she was willing to tell herself the secret, in addition to being happy, she also wanted to know, what is the mission?

Murong Qianran couldn't help but purse his lips and smiled: "Dominate the world."

"What"? Lang Xiaoyue was taken aback, "It's really a lion who opens his mouth wide, dominates the world, and hands it over to you a weak woman, how easy is it, hum, presumably, that patriarch is also a fool who talks about dreams, and he has the ability to wave his army to attack, thinking that he can complete the domination of the world with a woman, it's a joke."

"So, I don't want to, now, Beiming Hanxuan is telling the world, and they are worried that they can't find me, right now, isn't it a good opportunity, hehe......", Murong Tianran picked up the rouge and swept the plain makeup, and at this time, Lang Xiaoyue picked up the eyebrow pencil and drew it for her seriously.

"Don't think about it, with me by your side, you will never be hurt in any way", Lang Xiaoyue put down her eyebrow pencil and looked at Murong Qianran's beautiful cheeks, "How, how is the painting?"

Murong looked at the woman in the bronze mirror blankly, the elegant moth eyebrows, was it really from Lang Xiaoyue's hand? Then, he nodded slightly.

"If you like, from now on, I will give you a thrush every day, how about it"?

Murong Qianran slowly raised his head, looking at Lang Xiaoyue's handsome cheeks blankly, a little distracted, Lang Xiaoyue ......