Xia Qingyu moved, her brows furrowed slightly, Shen Yu noticed it, and asked with concern, "Yu'er, are you uncomfortable?"

Xia Qingyu reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "My feet...... Somewhat...... It's a little numb. ”

Shen Yu was slightly stunned, then picked her up by the waist, gently put her on the bed, helped her cover the quilt, and said gently: "Are your legs still numb?" I'll give you a massage. ”

Xia Qingyu grabbed the quilt and blocked him with his hand, and hurriedly said, "No...... No, just take a break. It's so late, it's time for you to go back to your room and rest. Hurry back. ”

Shen Yu looked at Xia Qingyu as if he was going to drive him away, felt a slight loss in his heart, lowered his eyelids, and said, "Then you can sleep well." Don't come back so late in the future. ”

Xia Qingyu responded obediently: "I know." After Shen Yu left, Xia Qingyu didn't feel sleepy, tossing and turning about the cold and frosty strange man she met by accident, she thought that the reason why he would sword her was that she thought she was the masked black-clothed man chasing him.

Xia Qingyu thought about it carefully, and she really couldn't remember any memory related to that cold man, but his face was naturally imprinted in her heart at the first glance, and when she saw him at that moment, she barely had the ability to take her eyes off his face, and froze. Who the hell is he?

When she woke up the next day, Xia Qingyu wanted to find someone to ask about the news related to the Wing King, but she couldn't hold back, the people in the General's Mansion must not be able to ask, and she faintly felt in her heart that if she let Shen Yu know, she would definitely be unhappy. Shen Yu was a little scared of her last night, thinking that she should stay in the mansion obediently for the past few days, and find a chance to go out and inquire again.

That night, after Nan Yiheng picked up the two masked black-clothed people with a sword, he turned around and slashed down the black-clothed people who were attacking him behind him, and when he raised his eyes, he suddenly found that Xia Qingyu was gone, his face was gloomy, his eyes were fascinated, and the icy cold aura in his body was so strong that the black-clothed people around him felt like falling into an ice cave and couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

Nan Yiheng slashed at the black-clothed man in front of him with a fierce move, and the sword slashed down his left shoulder blade along the right chest, and the man was cut in half diagonally in an instant before he could shout. Nan Yiheng's eyes were bloodshot, cold as ice, and he disappeared at the window like a lightning speed.

The black-clothed people raised their feet and wanted to chase, but the leader of them saw that Nan Yiheng was in an abnormal mood and was like a crazy demon, so he raised his hand to signal not to chase, and everyone turned around.

Nan Yiheng looked for Xia Qingyu everywhere in the streets and alleys of the capital like a madman, but found nothing. When Mo Ze and Lin Wei came over, they saw that Nan Yiheng's always neat robe was messy and dirty, his hair was scattered, his face was pale, his eyes were red, and the air pressure around his body was cold and piercing, and they couldn't help but be frightened by his appearance, thinking that he was besieged by someone to make it like this.

Mo Ze grabbed him and asked eagerly, "What's wrong with you?"

Nan Yiheng's lips pursed, and he said for a while: "She's gone."

"She? Did you see her? Mo Ze was surprised.

Nan Yiheng's handsome face was tense, his eyes were gloomy, and he said silently.

Mo Ze said again: "How long have you been looking for her?"

Nan Yiheng still didn't answer, turned around and left, Mo Ze and Lin Wei glanced at each other, and followed. After returning to the Yiwang Mansion, Nan Yiheng locked himself in the room, and Mo Ze and Lin Wei looked at the closed door worriedly, not knowing what had happened to him.

Nan Yiheng locked himself up for three days and three nights without eating or drinking.

By the morning of the fourth day, Mo Ze couldn't help it, he stiffened his scalp, risked his life by being stabbed to death by Nan Yiheng's sword, ran to the door of his room, knocked on the door loudly, and shouted while knocking: "Hey, Nan Yiheng, if you are not inside, open the door if you are there, if you don't open the door, I will kick the door if you don't open the door again."

Nan Yiheng's four major guards Lin Wei, Wei Lan, Xiao Mingluo, and Han Wenyi looked at Mo Ze with a solemn face, and they all couldn't stop praising him in their hearts that he was really worthy of being a good friend of the Wing King, his courage was commendable, and he could put life and death aside, which was really admirable.

Just as Mo Ze raised his foot to kick the door, Nan Yiheng opened the door and looked at him coldly.

Mo Ze's scalp tingled, he withdrew his raised right foot, and smiled pretending not to care: "Finally willing to come out." Thought you were dead inside. ”

Nan Yiheng bypassed him and took the four guards to the study, and Mo Ze also followed curiously. I saw that Nan Yiheng asked the four guards to take the shadow guards to search all over the capital, regardless of whether they were men or women, and let them act secretly.

After the four of them were ordered to retreat, looking at Nan Yiheng's ice face, Mo Ze sat on the chair with a look of wanting to say something, he was really curious about what happened to him that night, but he didn't have the courage to ask him, so he had to absent-mindedly tease the colorful fox on his thigh.

Nan Yiheng raised his eyes and looked at him coldly: "Are you still in trouble?"

"Uh, it's fine."

"If it's okay, accompany me to Lankun Palace."

When Mo Ze heard this, his face instantly collapsed: "Now?"

"Hmm" The words fell and Nan Yiheng went out first.

Mo Ze was stunned, turned his head to look at the golden sun outside the window, and his heart Dao Nan Yiheng was not too stimulated and crazy, thinking that he had to follow.

Since the night of the Wing King's wedding visit to Lankun Palace, the defense in Lankun Palace has become tighter, and the master guards invited by Concubine Li are all strong in martial arts.

Mo Ze was very angry because of Ruolan's injury before, so he didn't pay attention to Nan Yiheng before he went into retreat. It wasn't until Nan Yiheng went into retreat and cultivated that he was secretly happy that Ruolan didn't want to see him again in the past month or so, so he ran to Wei Lan and brought a pot of wine and drank it in a good mood.

Wei Lan looked at his beaming face, glanced at him and said angrily: "The dog bites Lu Dongbin, and he doesn't know the hearts of good people."

Mo Ze's face stiffened, and he put the wine glass on the table and said unhappily: "Who are you talking about?"

Wei Lan said with a dark face: "The prince is kind enough to match you and Miss Rong, but you still blame him."

Mo Ze slapped the table angrily and said, "Matchmaking? He went back and covered her with bruises, this is called matchmaking? ”

Not to be outdone, Wei Lan replied: "If the prince doesn't let Miss Rong completely die, can she see you in her eyes?" On the day of Miss Rong's accident, the prince sent all the shadow guards out to find you, but do you know what he said? He said that if he couldn't find Miss Rong, he would let us not come back. wasted a piece of his hard work, you are still the best friend of the prince, he really made you a friend for nothing. ”

Hearing this, Mo Ze was speechless, and his face was red and white.

After Wei Lan finished his grievances for the Wing King, he left Mo Ze and turned around and walked away.

After Wei Lan left, Mo Ze thought carefully about what he said, and had to admit that he was right, but he still couldn't accept the harm that Nan Yiheng brought to Ruolan in his heart, but Mo Ze was angry for a while, and after Nan Yiheng came out, the two returned to normal.

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