Chapter 3: Assassins?!
As soon as the little maid stretched out her hand, a long sword made of true qi was already in her hand. Murong Huan's eyes widened, but he didn't expect this little girl to have delicate eyebrows and look weak, and she turned out to be a master.
For a moment, there was a sound of fighting outside, and it seemed that the assassin had already exchanged hands with the guards.
The sedan curtains and small windows of the sedan chair were tightly closed, and Murong Huan was lying there, unable to see anything, only hearing the sound of swords outside, and bursts of arrows hitting the sedan chair, mixed with the sound of some airflow explosions from time to time. However, I don't know if it's because the little maid made a ball of light on her body to protect her, these voices don't sound real to Murong Huan.
Moreover, although this sedan chair was the target of the assassin's attack, it was strange to say, it seemed that the fight or anything did not get close to the sedan chair, and even the whistling arrows did not seem to be able to get close to the sedan chair for a minute, Murong Huan lay there, only to feel that this sedan chair was like Noah's Ark that stood still in the wind and rain, and it was very stable.
Even though he knew that someone was protecting him, Murong Huan still felt uneasy in his heart, and just now he was glad that although he was inexplicably crossed, he was a princess, but now it seems that this princess has not only been reduced to being sent to kiss, but also frequently plotted against by others!
Maybe this person is not a princess at all, but the emperor Lao'er in order to protect his daughter, he casually found a woman from other countries to fool him. No, if this continues, his little life will be over sooner or later! Murong Huan secretly decided in his heart that he would definitely get some money and slip away if he found an opportunity.
Thinking so, Murong Huan's beautiful eyes began to look around. Not to mention anything else, the tea set on the low table should be worth a lot of money, and the gems on it must be real, take it to the pawnshop, how can you find a small place to settle down. Although the sister can't be the master of crossing this matter, but the sister has the final say in the matter of escaping! Murong Huan, who grew up in a child welfare home, has no other skills, and it is still okay to endure hardships and stand hard work. What to be afraid of is better than no life!
Just when Murong Huan was thinking wildly, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old man appeared like a ghost, holding a long sword in his hand, flicking the sedan curtain, and his body floated out. Just when the sedan curtain was lifted by him, some light flashed by, mixed with the sound of cold weapons colliding. This light has different colors and brightness, presumably related to the spells cultivated by those people.
Damn, who is this? In broad daylight, he came and went like a ghost without a trace, trying to scare my sister to death! Isn't my sister a princess, why is there a big man hidden in the princess's wedding sedan chair? Murong Huan didn't have time to scream at all, and the man disappeared. She unconsciously pulled the brocade quilt tight, and her eyes looked around, what else was hidden in this sedan chair? Could there be something like storage space, hiding thousands of troops? At this time, she only hated to be like a magician and play a big change and change herself away from here.
"Don't be afraid, princess, with Amin and the slave maid, you will be fine. Xu saw Murong Huan's timidity, and the little maid opened her mouth to be relieved.
Little sister, you said it very lightly, maybe my sister is not afraid? Don't you hear my sister's little heart beating all the time? What kind of time and space is this, why is everyone so weird, how can my sister mix here!