Ling Yuhan took in everyone's frightened looks, he smiled and lowered his head, his eyes looked at the twelve in his arms with extreme tenderness, her current weak and sick appearance made him so heartbroken! He still liked her arrogant and unafraid appearance.

"You...... Are you ...... "Mu Shaoqiu's legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground with a pop, he was a legendary figure of the Xuanwu Kingdom, and he would actually bow down to a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy?

If Twelve was sober, he would definitely be more curious about Ling Yuhan's identity.

Yun Ruohan also looked incredulous, as a person from the upper three sects, what did the Divine King Hall mean, how could he not know? And the red-clothed young man in front of him was actually a person from the Divine King Palace, or was he a divine envoy? What are you kidding!

"My lord, I can't afford it, Mu Shaoqiu, I'll spare your dog life today, get out!" Ling Yuhan waved his sleeves, and a strong wind swept towards Mu Shaoqiu!

His whole person rose into the air strangely, fell straight out of the door from the house, and rolled down the stone steps with a grunt, and the guards were startled by the person who suddenly fell out, and hurriedly wanted to rush in, but was stopped by Emperor Xuanwu taking the lead in drinking.

"No one's allowed to come in. His loud words made the guards outside the house look at each other, and they could only stop, Mu Shaoqiu got up from the ground, looked at the imperial study with a gloomy look, and snorted coldly and brushed away.

Inside the house.

Ling Yuhan caressed Twelve's face with his thumb affectionately, how much he wished he could hold her all the time like this! However, according to her temperament, I am afraid that I will definitely give him a slap when I wake up, right? A thrilling smile slowly rose on his lips, but in the next second, when he saw the limp Yun brothers and sisters on the ground, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "I don't want others to know about today's events, especially her." ”

"Uhhh Yun Ruohan was already stunned by Ling Yuhan's identity, nodding his head, but Yun Ruoshui on the side, for some reason, had a red heart in his eyes, the same fanatical worship as when he saw Twelve, Ling Yuhan's heart was cold.

"Your Majesty, the aftermath will be troubled for you to deal with. With a wave of his sleeves, he jumped out of the imperial study with twelve flying bodies, and in just a moment, he disappeared from everyone's eyes.

It really came and went without a trace, and his cultivation was even more unfathomable, Yun Ruohan thought that he was already a leader among the younger generation, but he didn't expect that in front of Ling Yuhan today, he was nothing! He clenched his fists, got up from the ground, took Yun Ruoshui, and turned to leave.

Tomorrow night, when Lan Xin heard that the red-clothed young man had taken Twelve away, the two were anxious and afraid, but when they returned to the post station, they were surprised to find that Twelve was actually lying in the room, neatly dressed, and only his face was slightly pale.

"What's going on?" Lan Xin asked strangely, holding the little milk bag.

Ming Ye on the side was unwilling, didn't say anything and turned back to the room, he had never been so eager to hope that he could become stronger, sitting on the bed, he opened his sleeves, looked at his wrist, only to see that on his wrist, there were rows of slender holes, as if they had been poked by a needle, leaving small black spots.

Tomorrow Night looked at the black dot and showed a bitter smile.

The banquet held in the North Garden of the Imperial Palace that night, Twelve was absent, and the Yun brothers and sisters did not appear, Emperor Xuanwu naturally knew the reason, he casually found a reason, claiming that Twelve was too seriously injured in the shoulder, resting at home, others believed it, and did not guess too much, but it was King Rui, all night, he was depressed, as if he couldn't lift his spirits, and only blindly drank wine, obviously, Ling Yuhan's sudden appearance, as well as his terrible identity, made the young prince suffer a lot of blows.

Twelve woke up was already three poles in the sun, she coughed dryly, sat up from the bed with her little hands covering her chest, her sternum was still faintly painful, the fighting energy in her body was slowly diluting the blood of the tendons, the twelve lips were pursed, and Mu Shaoqiu's figure appeared in her mind.

It's a legendary character, and it's really strong!

So strong that under his palm, she was like an ant, and she could only be pinched and flattened by him! As long as he moved his fingers slightly, he could cut her throat and kill her!

Lan Xin sat on the edge of the bed with her head propped up, heard the sound of rustling, and woke up coldly, and saw that Twelve took out the brocade robe from the closet and put it on, and her eyes turned red: "Miss, you finally woke up." ”

She cried in a low voice, tears couldn't stop falling, although Sima Ruyi was cowardly in the past, she would never be seriously injured in three days, God knows, when she didn't wake up in the twelfth night, how scared she was, I was afraid that Miss would not wake up!

Twelve patted her on the shoulder and said softly, "I'm fine, by the way, where's the little milk bag?"

Lan Xin wiped her tears, "Dine downstairs with tomorrow night." ”

Twelve nodded clearly, fastened the belt around his waist, wore riding boots, tied a ponytail, and went down the red lacquered wooden ladder with a heroic posture, and when he saw her appear tomorrow night, his eyes immediately brightened, and he stood up from the stool suddenly, so excited that he didn't know what to say for a while.

Seeing him like this, Twelve's heart was so soft that it was a mess, and the taste of being cared for was really happy, her cold eyes flashed a little soft, she opened her robe and sat on the stool, hugged the little milk bag that was grabbing the dishes on the plate with her teeth and claws, and let him sit on his knees in a proper manner, Twelve took out the wooden chopsticks on the side, and waved at Mingye and Lan Xin: "Sit." ”

The two sat down a little restrained, Twelve waved his hand and asked for a pot of high-quality daughter Hong, and Xiao Er came over with a wine jar, "Guest officer, your wine." ”

Twelve Yi tore off the red cloth of the wine jar, poured a cup into himself, and after a sip of it, the hot taste burned in his throat, and the depression in his heart that was defeated by others disappeared a lot, Twelve wiped the corners of his mouth happily, threw the big bowl on the table, and his eyes were shining.

Tomorrow Night and Lan Xin watched in amazement as she drank the entire jar of liquor alone, until her pale cheeks were stained with a layer of redness, Lan Xin hurriedly took away her bowl and scolded: "Miss!

Twelve raised his eyebrows nonchalantly, and rarely showed a bright smile: "I'm happy today, I'm happy." ”

Obviously, she was smiling so happily, but Lan Xin felt that she was very bitter in her heart.

"Miss, if you feel uncomfortable, just say it, don't hold it in your heart. ”

"What am I uncomfortable with?" Twelve snorted coldly and rubbed his cheeks with both hands, "It's just that I lost, I can afford to lose!"

She's still young! She's got a lot of time! She can get revenge!

"Master. Tomorrow night called out worriedly.

"I'm fine," said Twelve, waving his hand, "I'll beat him someday!, and I'll give back all the shame he gave me!" she said with a resounding voice, her eyes full of determination.

She thought she was strong enough, but the reality gave her a head-on blow, she was still too weak, twelve picked up the big bowl, and took another sip of strong wine into her throat, when Yun Ruohan and Yun Ruoshui came over, what they saw was that she was lying crookedly on the wooden table, and the whole person was drunk like mud.

"What's wrong with her?" Yun Ruohan inserted the bone fan in his hand into the belt around his waist and asked, pointing at Twelve.

"The master is drunk. Ming Ye replied indifferently.

Lan Xin was patting Twelve on the back, she fell on the table, and kept muttering, "I won't lose...... Won't lose ......"

Yun Ruohan's eyes trembled, seeing such a twelve, his heart seemed to be inserted by a needle, and it hurt raw!

"Sister Ruyi. Yun Ruoshui also had red eyes, the scene in the imperial study yesterday was still clearly in her mind, she couldn't forget, the moment when she was forced to bend her knees under the pressure of Mu Shaoqiu's majesty, she couldn't forget her crazy unwillingness at that time, two lines of clear tears fell, she covered her mouth and cried.

Sending the drunk Twelve to the guest room on the second floor, Yun Ruohan and the others sat around the table in the lobby on the first floor, all of them looked defeated, and they were speechless.

"Miss, she ......" Lan Xin wanted to say something, but as soon as the words came out, her nose was sour, and she also burst into tears: "What happened yesterday?

"It's Mu Shaoqiu, he wants to ask for an explanation for those mercenaries, Ruyi...... Ruyi would rather die than obey and was seriously injured. Yun Ruohan clenched the teacup, his finger bones were blue, and he gritted his teeth word by word and said: "If it wasn't for the man who arrived in time, I wouldn't dare to imagine the fate of Ruyi, Mu Shaoqiu is too strong, it's just coercion, I don't even have the strength to resist, I can only watch Ruyi ......"

Look at the woman he likes, defeated, humiliated!

Yun Ruohan's eyes were deep, and what was surging in his chest was a lot of self-blame, a lot of unwillingness, and a lot of guilt, if he could be a little stronger! He wouldn't have watched her being bullied by Mu Shaoqiu, and he wouldn't have watched her being rescued by other men! His eyes closed suddenly, his slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the sun sprinkled a circle of deep and shallow darkness around his eyelids, and the whole person was no longer as gentle and dignified as usual, as if he had been under countless pressures, and his face was a look of decadence.

The atmosphere was solemn, and Yun Ruoshui and Lan couldn't stop wiping their tears.

Yun Ruohan's throat moved slightly, his sword eyebrows were dark, his face was like a crown of jade, and his face was resolute, he pursed his lips tightly, and said word by word: "In a few days, I will return to Yuntianmen, and then I will ask you to take care of it." He said solemnly.

Tomorrow night sneered coldly: "The master has our own care, and there is no need for Yun Shaoxia to care." ”

"That's good. Yun Ruohan raised his eyes and looked at the closed porter on the second floor, his eyes were dim, he got up to say goodbye, the back of him who turned around and left looked particularly depressed in the sun, Yun Ruoshui gritted his teeth and followed, for them, the taste of seeing a friend hurt was not pleasant!

Yun Ruohan clenched the bone fan in his hand, and a pair of rippling black eyes flashed with a determined light!

He wants to improve his strength as soon as possible, and he no longer wants to taste the pain of his favorite woman being defeated by others and being taken away by others!

The night is dark, and in the houses in the streets and alleys, the lights are lit, and the people who play the watch ring the gong to shuttle on the deserted eldest sister.

A black shadow flashed from the high wall of the post station, the sleeping twelve suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were clear, she rubbed her temples that hurt after a hangover, turned over and jumped up from the bed, the window opened silently, she fell in the backyard of the post station, her ears were the sound of insects one after another, and the sound of the wind, the clothes fluttered in the wind, and a green silk flew from top to bottom.

She yawned lazily, but her eyes were full of coldness, and her thin lips opened slightly: "Since you're here, why don't you show up to see it?"

The branches swayed left and right in the moonlight, and after a rustling sound, a black shadow fell in front of Twelve, and the person who came was dressed in a black night robe, covered with a veil, tall and muscular, and full of a murderous aura.

The twelve eyebrows were upturned, and in the unfathomable black eyes, there was a faint dark light flashing: "My father didn't stay in the mansion in the middle of the night, and he came to me to be a gentleman on the beam, wouldn't it insult my father's prestige if he spread it?"

"How do you know it's me?" Seeing that his identity was revealed, Sima Xiong simply lifted the veil, revealing his resolute face with the Chinese character.

Twelve coldly hooked the corners of his lips: "Guess"

Sima Xiong's vindictive cultivation is one of the few in the imperial city, and he came to the post station in the middle of the night, and wrapped himself so tightly that he didn't want people to know, and at first he just had the attitude of giving it a try, but he didn't expect it to be him.

Sima Xiong didn't come to catch up with Twelve, he threw the scarf to the ground, his thick eyebrows darkened, and said in a deep voice: "Three days later, do you really want to duel with Yi'er?