Hanyue was looking down to enjoy her food, and out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a fireball coming out of the crockpot on several cases.

Nanzi screamed and covered her face and fell.

"Madame, be careful!" She heard the sound of teeth coming from behind her.

She turned her head and saw that there was chaos in the tent, and several maids with short swords in their hands rushed towards Nanzi and Sikong Yanfei.

For a moment, only two words flashed through her mind: Assassin!

All the Mei Ji in the tent were screaming, and the guards outside the tent rushed in when they heard the sound.

But several maids with short swords had already come to Sikong Yanfei and Nanzi.

The cold light flashed, and the sword peak swept close to Sikong Yanfei's shoulder, and the sword was originally pointed at his throat.

Sikong Yanfei dodged a blow and kicked at several cases.

Several cases rushed out and hit the sword-wielding maid in the back.

In a hurry, Han Yue noticed that Sikong Yanfei glanced at her, and her eyes were extremely complicated.

The maids disguised as assassins were only concerned about assassinating Sikong Yanfei and Nanzi, and the two assassins who were about to pounce on Hanyue behind were stopped by Ya, and the other was blocked by Sikong Yanfei's kicking out.

Hanyue realized that the situation was not good, she bent down and crawled a few steps to the side of the tent, instinctively, she wanted to hide in a relatively safe corner.

At this moment, the guards from outside rushed in and killed two maids.

Nanzi screamed and was hit by a sword in the chest, and collapsed to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth.

The smell of blood permeated all of a sudden, Han Yue covered her mouth and nose with her sleeve, and suddenly saw a cold light rushing towards Sikong Yan.

The cold sword peak pressed straight into Sikong Yanfei's chest.

For a moment, Hanyue forgot that she couldn't smell blood, forgot to cover her mouth and nose with her sleeves, and there was only one thought left in her mind: Sikong Yanfei is in danger, in danger!

Fang had just killed the assassin he had stopped, and his face changed suddenly.

Han Yue actually threw herself at the assassin's short sword.

Sikong Yan saw a familiar figure swoop over, crashing into the short sword in the assassin's hand without hesitation.

"Moon, come back!" Sikong Yan screamed violently, and at the same time reached out and grabbed it.

Hanyue's body became heavier after she was pregnant with a child, and she couldn't hold her feet at all when she bumped into it, and when she pounced, she just knocked the short sword in the opponent's hand a little crooked, and the sharp blade cut through her clothes, cutting a long one, revealing one of her arms.

Sikong Yanfei took a step forward and grabbed the corner of Hanyue's clothes and pulled her back with force.

When the assassin regained his sword and was about to swing it again, the fang's sword arrived, stabbing the man in the back.

The tent was a mess, and the ground seemed to be soaked in a sea of blood.

Sikong Yanfei hugged Han Yue with one hand and groped around her body with the other, and after touching for a long time, he found that there were no other external injuries on her body except for the scratched place.

Han Yue leaned into his arms blankly, as if she was scared silly.

Sikong Yan raised her sleeves to cover her face, and commanded sharply: "Kill them all." ”

The guards obeyed, raised their swords and slain all the assassins, leaving not a single survivor alive.

Sikong Yanfei picked up Han Yue by the waist and strode out.

There were also three beautiful women in the tent who had just survived, and they all rushed forward crying, shouting for the king.

Sikong Yanfei only felt the body of the person in his arms tremble violently, he stopped at the door, turned his head and glanced at the three Meiji.

The three of them were all frightened by the formation just now.

Nanzi was killed by the assassin with a sword in the chest, and the other Miki was also in a different place, and only the three of them were slightly injured.

Sikong Yan's scarlet eyes darkened, and there was no trace of pity in his cold and hard expression.

"Kill them all." He said lightly.

"Yes."

Sikong Yanfei hugged the person in his arms tightly and walked out of the tent.

Then, a woman's screams were heard from the tent.

Hanyue was covered by his sleeve and couldn't see outside, but she could hear everything, including the ones that Sikong Yanfei had ordered to guard just now......

Kill them all, even the five Mei Ji ......

People say that King Danyang is cold-blooded and ruthless, but it seems that there is no lie.

She shuddered.

Sikong Yanfei kept carrying her into his bedroom and stuffed her on the couch, "Stay here honestly, I'll come back alone." ”

He pulled the covers over her and patted her on the head.

Han Yue shrank motionlessly in the quilt, and until his footsteps disappeared, he had not recovered from the thrill just now.

Faintly, she heard Sikong Yan's voice outside the tent, "Hang the corpses of the assassins at the gate of the camp, and say that they assassinated the concubine who was loved by the orphan and ordered someone to bury ......."

Hanyue pulled a slit in the quilt and peeked outside.

Suddenly a black shadow was hidden in front of her, and she shrank back and covered her head with the quilt again.

"What's wrong?" A familiar male voice came.

Hanyue opened a slit in the quilt, and saw Sikong Yanfei sitting in front of her, leaning over to look at her.

Her mind couldn't help but flash the thrilling scene just now.

She never knew that she was so afraid of his death, even if one day she would leave him, and the world would be separated, and he would marry his noble wife, and she would be her pariah, even if the two had nothing to do with each other, she would never want to see his life fall in front of her.

Sikong Yanfei reached out to her face, and his rough fingers swept over the corners of her eyes, wiping away a tear, "Don't do this reckless thing again in the future, is the child okay?" ”

He reached into the covers again and touched her belly.

Han Yue's small mouth deflated, and a wave of sourness surged up her throat.

He obviously arranged everything, but he didn't tell him anything, which made her hate him for so many days.

She wasn't a fool either, she immediately understood everything when she heard him tell the guards outside.

No wonder Hua Cheng said that he didn't touch those beautiful women, he deliberately pampered them in front of people and snubbed himself, in order to make Prince Wan's people think that she had fallen out of favor, so that he would not regard her as the first target when assassinating.

"I hate you, I hate you...... I hate you to death......" She pulled her hand from the quilt and beat him, "This is my child, take your hand away......"

Her voice was soft and a little crying, and the voice was like an invisible silk thread, densely wound in layers, straining his heart tightly, as if it was a little difficult to breathe.

Grabbing her two wildly swung fists, he lowered his head and pressed his lips directly to the corners of her mouth.

Hanyue earned twice, and then stopped moving.

The man's peculiar warm breath became more and more rapid, and she did not dare to move any more, for fear of provoking a dark fire.

"If you encounter this dangerous thing in the future, remember to stay away." He pinched her jaw and forced her to raise her face to himself, "Did you hear that?" ”

"Of course I know to stay away." Han Yue said stubbornly, "I'm sorry for my life, but ...... I somehow pounced. Later, her voice became quieter and quieter.

Do it knowing that you can't do it, and throb for it when you know you can't be moved.

Sikong Yan's scarlet eyes were sharp in vain, "Moon." He stared at her earnestly.

Han Yue looked at him with her eyes open, her eyes watery.

"Promise Lonely, you will never leave for the rest of your life."

Looking at his serious expression, Han Yue was scared.

Sikong Yanfei continued: "Lone can swear to you that he will not turn his back on you in this life. ”

With all that said, Hanyue couldn't be silent any longer.

"If you don't turn your back......" she carefully considered her words, "but you have to be the talker." She held out her little finger, "Breaking your oath is punishable." ”

The corners of Sikong Yan's lips showed a hint of curvature, "Okay." ”

He also stretched out his little finger and let Han Yue's little finger pass between his fingers and hook up with him.