There was a commotion outside the tent.

Han Yue was wrapped around his waist by Sikong Yan and fell headlong into him.

The moment the curtain was rolled up by the night wind, Sikong Yan turned his body violently, and took Hanyue to the inside of the couch, while his body was blocked out.

Han Yue heard the sound of the wind passing by her ears, her heart was frightened, and she couldn't help but want to break free of Sikong Yanfei's shackles and escape.

"Don't move!" Sikong Yan whispered above her head, forcibly pressed her head down with one hand, and forced her head to bury deep in his arms.

Outside the tent, the footsteps are getting closer and closer.

"What people!" Someone shouted.

"There's an Assassin going over there!" I don't know who shouted.

Han Yue clutched Sikong Yanfei's clothes tightly with both hands, her breathing was short, she unconsciously bit her lips due to nervousness, and when she came back to her senses, she only felt the smell of blood in her mouth.

Sikong Yanfei still hugged her tightly, and her arms were as firm and powerful as a rock.

Hanyue listened to the sound outside, and her heart was about to jump out of her mouth.

Although she didn't know why he forcibly left her here, she knew that with Sikong Yanfei's ability, he must have found a problem.

The voices outside sounded like their guards, but Sikong Yanfei's body was still tense, and there was no intention of relaxing.

"The assassin has escaped, chase after him!" With the shouts outside, the footsteps faded away.

Just when Hanyue wanted to raise her head, someone raised the curtain.

Sikong Yan raised his hand and covered her mouth directly.

Han Yue was horrified.

She couldn't see who was coming in, only the creaking of the carpet on the ground.

The voice was getting closer and closer, and Sikong Yanfei was still lying motionless on the couch with her arms around her.

"Master, are you alright?" A weak voice rang out.

This voice is familiar to Han Yue, and it should be Sikong Yanfei's personal guard.

She was relieved that she was finally fine.

At this moment, Sikong Yanfei pushed her violently into the couch, and a white light swept between her and Sikong Yanfei, and the blade of the sword narrowly brushed Hanyue's cheek.

Han Yue screamed in fright.

Sikong Yanfei had already risen at this time, entangled with the other party.

There was an instant commotion in the tent, and things splashed everywhere.

Hanyue held her head and shrunk in a corner, not daring to move.

I don't know how long later, she heard a thud, and something seemed to fall to the ground.

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was a corpse with a twisted neck.

It was a face she was very familiar with, as a guard, he often followed Sikong Yanfei, and was also sent by Sikong Yanfei to protect her several times.

Unexpectedly, this person turned out to be an assassin who was secretly inserted by others around Sikong Yanfei.

Hanyue was really scared.

Even the closest confidant guards around him can't be relied on......

Sikong Yan's black hair was scattered, his clothes were untidy, and his eyes were like ice.

He looked at Han Yue, who immediately closed her eyes and ducked back.

Sikong Yan stood there with a blue face, his chest rising and falling violently.

At this moment, the curtain was raised again, and Uncle Wang looked panicked and led someone to break in.

"Master!"

Sikong Yan said lightly, "How many did you catch?" ”

"Four...... There is also a ...... escape" Uncle Wang was full of apologies and sadness, he was also very familiar with those people, and he had been by Sikong Yanfei's side for five years.

Sikong Yan closed his eyes and said in a low voice: "Who else can be trusted by the lonely side......"

Only Uncle Wang heard this, and he looked at Han Yue who was shrinking on the couch vigilantly, for fear that she would hear this.

Han Yue couldn't care about these at this time, her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and she shrank into a ball.

"Is the master hurt?" I don't know who asked later.

"Nothing." Sikong Yan said lightly, still standing there motionless and looking at Han Yue.

Finally, Han Yue's body stopped shaking, and she stared at Sikong Yan and spit out: "You already knew that there were assassins outside who were going to come in?" ”

Sikong Yan's face had turned from iron blue to pale, and the guards standing behind him all showed nervous expressions, but Han Yue didn't notice their strangeness at this time.

"So what?" Sikong Yan said lightly.

Han Yue smiled bitterly and sarcastically: "This is the peace around you, it's really unbearable." ”

Follow him, maybe when your head will be gone in your sleep.

Sikong Yan's face became worse and worse, but he didn't say anything in the end, and slowly turned around and walked out.

As soon as he turned around, a guard stepped forward to help him.

Han Yue was shocked to see that there was a large blood stain on Sikong Yanfei's back, which had already wet the shoulders behind him......

When did he get hurt?

Han Yue was stunned.

Sikong Yan scarlet out of the tent, and immediately an attendant came in to clean it and dragged the body out.

Immediately afterwards, a maid came in and made the couch again.

Hanyue sat there in a daze, as if she had experienced a nightmare.

A maid came up to her and asked if she was hurt, but she didn't respond.

It wasn't until someone began to pack up the tent and help her into the carriage that she realized that she had sat all night with her eyes open.

The rain subsided, and the caravan continued on its way.

She stayed in the carriage for several days, and Sikong Yanfei never sent anyone to summon her to serve, nor did anyone ask her about ironmaking.

Early that morning, the caravan finally left the swampy woodland and entered the desert.

Hanyue came out to move her muscles and bones after washing, and stayed in the car every day, and even her bones were about to rust.

It happened that Uncle Wang led someone to pass by, and when he saw her, there was a trace of anger on his face.

"You woman, do you know who you are!"

Han Yue looked at Uncle Wang, who was angrily questioning her, and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Untouchable." ”

She never forgets who she is.

Uncle Wang stared at her fiercely for a while, "You are the wife of Danyang Jun, why don't you serve him, do you know that he suffered two arrow wounds to protect you, and this woman of yours is really like iron." ”

Han Yue slowly lowered her eyes.

Of course she knew, but it was too late for her to know, and she had already said hurtful things.

She lowered her head and said word by word: "What Uncle Wang said is right, I am like iron." ”

Uncle Wang snorted coldly, "Aren't you able to predict good fortune and bad luck, why didn't you warn the master in advance this time, could it be that you have ulterior motives?" ”

Hanyue laughed out loud, but she didn't expect that she would be regarded as a "witch".

"If Uncle Wang is afraid that I have ulterior motives, he will ask Danyangjun to drive me away, as long as he is willing to nod, I will leave as soon as possible!"

She looked up at Uncle Wang.

Uncle Wang was stunned, startled by the scorching brilliance of those beautiful eyes, and subconsciously retreated two steps back.

His expression was a little embarrassed, he came here to reprimand this ignorant woman, but he didn't expect that she was not afraid of being abandoned at all, and threatened to ask him to beg Danyangjun to drive her away.

The corners of Hanyue's mouth raised slightly, and she walked past Uncle Wang, leaving only a beautiful back for the other party.

Uncle Wang was annoyed and angry, stomped his feet fiercely, and turned to complain to Sikong Yan.