Yesterday it rained all night, but this morning it was sunny early, and I could hear the birds chirping in the branches.

"Hmm......" Xu had sunlight into the room, and Hanyue slowly woke up. She slowly opened her eyes, and just wanted to move, but unexpectedly, this movement involved the wound, and the deep pain made her can't help but let out a soft sigh. Her chaotic mind gradually cleared, remembering what had happened yesterday.

What about the prince? Is there something wrong? The first thing Hanyue did when he woke up was worried about Nangong Jing and whether he was injured. It wasn't until she found that Nangong Jing, who was asleep on the bed frame, safe and sound, that she let go of her hanging heart.

Nangong Jingyuan didn't sleep well, so Han Yue's slightest movement woke him up, "Yue'er, are you awake?" Do you feel anything uncomfortable? Well? Nangong Jing's face was overjoyed, and his eyes regained their brilliance.

Han Yue looked at Nangong Jing's haggard appearance, and suddenly felt distressed, his originally bright eyes were bloodshot at the moment, and his obedient bun was also a little messy, it can be seen that after returning from yesterday's assassination, he has been staying by her side and has not left for a moment.

"Don't worry, the concubine is fine." A smile appeared on Han Yue's face, gentle and quiet, like a dark cloud dispersing and the bright moon rising, "You must be very tired from keeping watch here all night, go and rest." ”

"It's okay, I'll stay with you here for a while." Nangong Jing shook his head, his eyes full of pity.

"Lord, the concubine begs you for one thing, please don't tell my father and mother about my injury, I don't want them to worry about me."

Nangong Jing was silent for a moment, "Okay, I promise you." ”

At this time, Ling Feng hurriedly came to the door of Han Yuxuan, "Lord Wang, Jing Zhaoyin has something to report, he has been waiting in the study for a long time. ”

Hearing Ling Feng's words, Nangong Jing's expression changed slightly, and a shadow cast on Lang's eyes. In an instant, he quickly hid the anger in his eyes, "Yue'er, you rest first, I still have some things to deal with." He turned to Hanyue and said, then got up and walked away quickly.

Den.

"The minister and the king are thrifty, see the prince, the prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old." Jing Zhaoyin knelt down and saluted, sincerely afraid.

"Alright, excuse me. How's it going yesterday? Nangong Jing didn't care about those false courtesies, and went straight to the point.

"Back to the prince, the three prisoners captured yesterday are all hard bones, and the officials have interrogated them for a long time, but they have refused to confide a word. Later, he was tortured, and one of them couldn't stand the torture and was recruited. Jing Zhaoyin said, glanced at Nangong Jing, looked at his serious face, and hurriedly said, "It turns out that these people are the remnants of the Red Lotus Sect. Lord Wang, you led the troops to eradicate the Red Lotus Sect, and these remnants wanted to wait for an opportunity to take revenge on you. It happened that yesterday was the day when the princess returned to Ningning, so she planned this assassination operation. ”

"Red Lotus Sect ......" Nangong Jing only slowly said these three words from his mouth after listening to Jing Zhaoyin's report. With a "snap", the brush that Nangong Jing was playing with in his hand broke into two. He squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon, and as vicious as a poisonous snake, and the momentum exuded from his body made Jing Zhaoyin, who was standing on the side, shudder, and there was a faint chill in his heart, so he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at it again.

"You go back and strengthen your patrol now, and you must strengthen the defense of Kyoto, lest the remnants of the Red Lotus Sect slip through the net come back. The king will immediately enter the palace to face the saint, and then arrange it with you in detail. ”

"The minister obeys the order, and the minister retires first." Jing Zhaoyin left as quickly as if he had been released.

Inside Han Yuxuan.

"Miss, you finally woke up, but you really scared the slaves to death." Zi Mo and Zi Su stayed by the side of Han Yue's bed, crying with joy.

"Look, I'm not okay now, am I?" In order to convince the two little girls, Han Yue said and moved in pain.

"Hey, miss, don't move. The wound on your arm is deep, and the doctor told you to rest and not move. Zi Mo hurriedly went up and pressed Han Yue and said.

Shisu came over with a porcelain cup of fish play lotus, but there was only a glass of white water in the cup, "Miss, drink some water, the doctor said that you had better drink white water now." Hanyue smiled and took the cup.

"Miss, you didn't see it. When you were unconscious, the prince was in a hurry, and he kept guarding you and refused to leave. "Mmmmmmmm, the prince said that he would only rest assured if he guarded you by himself." "And the prince said that you must use the best medicine to treat the disease, and you can't leave a little scar on your wound." "Yes, yes, yes, and ......" In my ears, the two little girls kept talking word by word, and it was not until this moment that Hanyue felt that she was indeed really alive.

Thinking back to that moment, Han Yue still has palpitations. At that time, she was not afraid in her heart, but she was very scared, it could be said that she was afraid to death, but when she saw that Nangong Jing was in danger, there was only one thought in her mind, that is, she must not let him be injured, so she rushed forward desperately.

Silly? Maybe it seems a little silly to others, but Han Yue feels that for Nangong Jing and this man she loves deeply, she is willing to do whatever she wants, even if it is to give her life, as long as he is safe and happy.