"Hmm......" Mo Hanqing snorted lowly.

On his moon-white robe, a few blood-red flowers bloomed in an instant.

"Your Highness!" Ye Qiqi cried out, her eyes looked in the direction where the darts were flying, picked up a fallen long sword on the ground with her palm, and threw it towards the man in black who was lying in a pile of corpses.

The longsword with her internal strength quickly sank into the chest of the man in black from the tip to the hilt.

The man in black who put the hidden weapon didn't even snort, and he died.

"Han Qing!" Ye Cheng'an, who had solved the black-clothed man in front of him, hurriedly flew over when he saw the situation on their side.

Rushing with him was Leng Liu, who had just finished dealing with the dozen or so black-clothed people.

"Your Highness!!" Leng Liu hurriedly supported Mo Hanqing's body and shouted at him with an anxious look.

Mo Hanqing's body shook, his originally fair and handsome face was already pale, his thin lips opened lightly, and he said coldly to the people around him: "This king...... It's okay. ”

With his words, a trace of dark black blood flowed from the corner of his lips.

"This dart is poisonous!" Ye Chengan looked at the blood on the corner of his mouth and said with a frown.

Ye Qiqi looked at his dark jade-like eyes, his eyes had been falling on his body since just now, but there was a faint trace of imperceptible tenderness in such cold eyes.

She bit her lip, a fair-skinned and slender little hand held his arm tightly, and turned her head to Leng Liu: "Quick, hurry up and help him get into the carriage and go back to the palace." ”

"Okay." Leng Liu came back to his senses, and immediately helped Mo Hanqing back to the carriage with Ye Qiqi.

Ye Chengan followed closely behind them and entered the carriage.

After Ye Qiqi let Mo Hanqing lie on the soft couch in the carriage, Leng Liu hurriedly went out to catch the car.

The carriage staggered away, and the back of Mo Hanqingyue's white robe was already stained red with blood, and there was a trace of dark red in the blood that was constantly oozing out, as if it was a bewitching Manzhu Sawa petal, which opened on his back in large areas.

Seeing that the blood was constantly flowing outward, Ye Qiqi's little face, which was still pretending to be calm just now, instantly turned red.

"Why are you so stupid, just dodge that dart yourself!" Ye Qiqi yanked at him while pulling the robe behind him hard, and said, "My martial arts are so high, how can I not even dodge a dart." ”

Mo Hanqing lay quietly on the soft couch, and after a while, he said to her in a cold voice: "No way, the body moved by itself." ”

“……”

Ye Qiqi turned his head and glanced at him.

He was lying on the soft couch with his head sideways, his expression looked no different from the expressionless appearance before, his eyebrows and eyes were still shining with a cold and ruthless light, and the words spit out from his thin lips did not have a trace of emotional fluctuations, but I don't know why, the words he just said made her heart tremble a little.

Ye Qiqi lowered her head and sniffed hard, trying to control her emotions and not be affected by him, but the robe under her hand seemed to suddenly become extremely tough, and she couldn't tear it any matter how she tore it.

The dark red blood stain was seeping out.

Ye Qiqi, who was distraught, simply put his hands on his shoulders and used his internal strength.

In the next second, patches of moon-white fabric flew out in the carriage.