What a strong internal force!

The man in black couldn't help but sigh and be stunned, but in the next second, his pupils dilated infinitely, froze, lost his breath, and fell to the ground like rags.

The other black-clothed people watched this scene in amazement, they all held their breath, they quietly watched their heads fall, and quietly saw the purple-clothed young man in front of them effortlessly, using a pink peach blossom to hit the center of his eyebrows.

The petals are soft, how much internal force does it take to knock it out like a sharp weapon, and it also breaks through the sword?

How is this possible?

The world's first-class martial arts masters may not be able to do it! But the purple-clothed young man in front of him did it!

The man in white leaning on the edge of the peach tree coughed lightly, quenched a few mouthfuls of blood on the ground, stained the fine peach blossoms on the ground, and brushed the blood from the corners of his mouth with his slender fingers, he didn't seem to feel the pain, and didn't care about his body, as if it wasn't him who was injured, and it wasn't him who blocked the sword for Mu Chujian.

The indifferent eyes stared at the rampant and domineering purple shadow, and the sword eyebrows frowned slightly, when did she become so strong, this seemed to be unexpected.

"Brothers—up! Avenge the boss! A man in black shouted, his eyes angry and unwilling.

Hearing the order, Yiganren ran towards the boy with his iron claws, surrounding him tightly.

"Humph! Bite off more than one can chew! Her eyes were slight, as if there was a red light crossing, she raised her hand slightly, looking so soft and weak, but she invisibly condensed a force, holding up the peach petals on the ground in an instant, and a gust of wind swept with pink petals and slowly condensed into a huge sword.

Po –

The foil swung like an arrow at the group of black-clothed men, and a gust of wind rolled up on the ground, making the skin hurt.

The cold air flow rolled up the young man's purple tassels, the sideburns on her forehead flew in the air, her eyes were blood-red, her eyes were bleak and cold, like ice that would not melt for thousands of years, she became the only killing god in the world.

Poof-

A layer of blood mist rose through the forest, and the whole sky was suddenly red.

The men in black all fell to the ground, but their mouths were still bubbling with blood like a fountain, and a strong bloody breath filled the entire peach blossom forest.

Peach blossoms are like blood, blood is like peach blossoms, the silk blends together, and it is difficult to distinguish in the end.

The purple-clothed young man raised his eyes and stared at the dozen or so corpses on the ground, her eyes were bloody, and she whispered slightly: "I gave you a chance, but you missed it, hum!" Life is like an ant. With a flick of her purple sleeves, without taking away a trace of dust, she eagerly walked towards the man in white.

"Rong Xue, you must hold on, I'll take you home." Mu Chujin propped up Feng Rongxue's body and whispered, even she didn't notice that there was an extra emotion in the rhinestones' eyes, that is, distress.

Feng Rongxue nodded slightly, her eyes were slightly sloppy, but her obsidian eyes glanced at the blood-covered corpse on the ground, and the strange light under her eyes gradually flickered.

Snow Garden, Listen to the Rain Pavilion.

"You lie down well, don't move, this palace will let the imperial doctor take a look at your wounds." The girl sitting on the edge of the bed got up slightly, glanced at the person on the bed, said softly, and then stepped aside and stood side by side with Hua Xiangjian.

The red-clothed man's eyebrows seemed to rise and fall, and his purple eyes flashed a touch of loss, faintly sinking into his eyes.

Her tenderness to him upset him!

"Imperial Doctor." Mu Chujin said to the people outside the hall.

The imperial physician, dressed in official uniform, walked in from outside the door, respectfully paced to the edge of the bed, gently put his hand on his pale wrist, and then opened the blood-stained shirt of the man in white and carefully bandaged the wound.

Mu Chujin looked directly at the slender blood mark on the man's chest, his eyes were slightly worried, and he hurriedly asked; "Imperial Doctor, is it serious?"

"Back to the princess, although Rong Xue Gongzi was injured by the sword, he was not injured to the point, and he will be fine after resting for half a month." The imperial doctor said pertinently while wrapping the bandage.

Hearing the words of the imperial doctor, Mu Chujin's expression suddenly relaxed, and his rhinestone eyes stared at the person on the bed without blinking.

"Ahem, ahem—" A dull cough came from beside him, successfully diverting the girl's attention.

She turned her head curiously, looking at Hua Xiangjian, who couldn't stop coughing, with a little confusion in her eyes.

"Princess, your eyes are too ......" Xiaolan next to her suddenly interjected, her cheeks flushed, she covered her face with a handkerchief, and her narrow eyes glanced over the bed intentionally or unintentionally.

"Too naked*naked!" Hua Xiangjian answered unhappily, and his teeth and bones were gritted "gurgling".

The country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change!

Alas......

It's still!

Hua Xiangjian sighed helplessly in his heart.

"Oh, I see." Mu Chujin looked disapproving, glanced at Hua Xiangjian with disdain, and continued: "The man's body has seen a lot in this palace, not to mention the exposed chest? "Anyway, pouting, rolling eyes, think about the twenty-first century, in the summer, aren't men all shirtless? What's so weird? Isn't there still David's golden nude printed in art textbooks for everyone to enjoy?

The girl's astonishing words made Tingyu Pavilion fall silent.

Xiaolan's cheeks were red, she completely covered her face with a handkerchief, and Hua Xiangjian was in a cold sweat on her forehead, and the corners of her mouth were cramping, can you say this openly? Oh, my God!!

The man's eyelashes trembled slightly, the corners of his pale mouth raised a slight arc, and the imperial doctor did not dare to have the slightest neglect, although the princess's words were very thunderous, but this was also worthy of her reputation as a merry princess.

"Princess, the old minister has prescribed some prescriptions, and I can give it to Young Master Rong Xue later." The imperial doctor wrapped the bandage and handed Mu Chujin a medicine list.

She glanced at it lightly and instructed Xiaolan beside her, "You go to decoct the medicine first, and bring it later." ”

"Yes, Princess." Xiaolan glanced at the man in white who was sleeping on the bed, and walked out the door with her head down.

"Hua Xiangjian, you go and send the imperial doctor." The girl commanded.

The man in red frowned, looked at the person on the bed, and said in a deep voice, "I want to stay and take care of Rong Xue." ”

"No, hurry up!" Apricot eyes glared, and Mu Chujin said mightily.

"Don't bother the dude, the old minister can go by himself." The imperial doctor next to him hurriedly played a round game, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Huh?" His eyes narrowed, and there was a cold aura around him, which was a precursor to Mu Chujin's anger.

"Let's go!" Hua Xiangjian stubbornly said to the imperial doctor, he left with the imperial doctor, it was not that he didn't want to leave, but the thought of her being alone in a room with other men would make him feel very uncomfortable, even if that person was his friend and his friend.

Mu Chujin stared at the departing red shadow, and confusion appeared between his eyebrows, what happened to this Hua Xiangjian, it always felt weird, and then smiled lightly, what does other people's affairs have to do with me Mu Chujian?

A gust of wind blew, curling the girl's cloud-like sideburns, she walked over gently, closed the carved wooden window, evening was approaching, and the summer night was slightly cold.

Mu Chujin stared at the sleeping face of the man in white on the bed, and his heart softened, as if he had been naughtily provoked by someone, hanging quietly, making you happy with the worry of gains and losses.

She walked over gently, lest she disturb him, and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for him, and the rhinestone eyes stared at his sleeping face, which was really handsome, as hazy as a painting, and seemed so unreal.

The girl stared at the man for a long time, and then sighed softly, and withdrew to leave.

"Princess—" The deep voice was slightly hoarse, and the slender wrist was gently grabbed by the man.

Mu Chujin turned his head in surprise, rhinestone's eyes bent slightly, "I didn't expect you to wake up, the imperial doctor said to let you rest first, you lie down and don't move, Xiaolan will bring you the medicine in a while." The girl turned and sat on the edge of the bed, and without a trace broke free of the slender hand between her wrists.

Feng Rongxue glanced at the hand that was resting on the quilt, and a strange light flashed under her eyes, is it lost? Even he himself didn't know.

"Princess, Rong Xue has something to tell you." Wen Tun's voice, Hei Tan's eyes looked at the plain gauze tent.

"What's the matter?"

"The matter entrusted by the princess to Rong Xue is a bit eyebrow-raising."

"You're talking about a bunch of bamboo purple clay pots?" Moist eyes lit up.

"Hmm." Feng Rongxue nodded, her obsidian eyes stared at the girl, and continued: "Four years ago, the Queen Mother gave the princess a gift as a birthday gift. ”

"Is it a bunch of bamboo purple clay pots?" The girl looked furious and asked.

"Yes! But – and that's just one of them. ”

"One of them?" Mu Chujin was suspicious, "What other gifts are there?" ”

Feng Rongxue coughed lightly and whispered, "Empress Dowager Liu also gave the princess a noodle, and his name is Liu Shuiji." ”

"Is that him? Hmph - why didn't Hongu think of it? Mu Chujin smiled gently, got up elegantly, and said to Feng Rongxue: "You can rest first!" I'll see you tomorrow! ”

"Well, princess walk slowly." The man smiled slightly, indescribably gentle, even if he was slightly sickly, but it did not affect his demeanor in the slightest.

The girl took a few steps forward, turned her head suddenly, and smiled lightly at the man on the bed: "Feng Rongxue, thank you for the sword you blocked for me, I, Mu Chujian, owe you a life, and I will return it to you if I have the chance!" With that, he closed the door and left, leaving the man slightly distracted.

He was lightly confused, and the girl's hearty smile kept echoing in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it, he hated this feeling, and wanted to avoid it as much as possible, but he always lost himself in his efforts again and again.

Qimeng Pavilion, the gauze curtain is heavy, the fragrance in the house is faint, if it can erode the bones, the incense of the good agarwood is quietly burning, and the whole Accord is filled with a hazy luster.

The girl sat down in front of the pear blossom case, took the teapot and poured herself a cup of tea, and sipped silently.

The tea had been swallowed warmly, and it must be bitter and astringent in the mouth, but the girl didn't realize it, she frowned and pondered, if the Empress Dowager Liu wanted to harm her, what was it for? What are the rights and wrongs between the original princess Mu and her? There is also the current Queen Mother's surname Liu, what does it have to do with Liu Shuiji?