Minghui dodged sideways, but was stabbed by the maid when he turned around.

The maid's scarlet eyes widened, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and she hooked her lips and sneered: "That's all there is to it? ”

There was a mocking charm on her face, her slender fingers clenched the hilt of the sword, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of hatred when she looked at An Ruqing and Minghui.

The crisp sound was accompanied by the cold wind, and An Ruqing raised her eyes to see that Minghui's arm had been scratched heavily, and the saber had already fallen to the ground, and the sword body had lost its due luster and became dull.

Minghui sat on the ground in pain, his lips wide open and gasping for air, his forehead was already covered with dense beads of sweat, since the last time he used a prosthetic, this was the first time he had fallen into a fight with someone.

An Ruqing wiped the broken hair in her ears, and then looked at the maid's eyes, which was a little more complicated.

The maid turned her head to meet her gaze, tilting her head with the same smile on her face.

A cold wind blew, and An Ruqing couldn't stop half-squinting her eyes, waiting for her to fully open her eyes and see everything clearly.

The maid had already taken off in mid-air, and was heading towards An Ruqing, the sword in her hand strategizing and aiming at her neck accurately.

An Ruqing frowned slightly, and quickly flashed the sword, keenly perceiving all her movements.

The maid was like a hungry wolf, and pounced fiercely towards An Ruqing.

An Ruqing's skills are quite athletic, and every time the sword is about to stab at her, she can accurately dodge.

"Hide, hide, that's your choice?" The maid's smile faded, but the coldness in her eyes did not waver at all, she clenched the hilt of her sword, and her fingertips were pressed white by her.

An Ruqing didn't answer, she looked calm, and there was no excessive expression on her face.

"Hahaha." The maid looked up to the sky and laughed, but the sword in her hand was clenched tighter, and she exuded a sickly aura all over her body.

"You forced me."

A conspicuous green tendon burst out on her forehead, her calves tightened, outlining a muscle curve, and before An Ruqing could react, she kicked in the air.

An Ruqing staggered her feet, and her body pressed down slightly.

The maid's sword merged with herself, she first used a fake trick to deceive An Ruqing, and then her sword head pointed straight at her heart.

For a moment, time seemed to be frozen at this moment, An Ruqing frowned, the corners of her mouth twitched, she knew that she couldn't hide this time.

The maid's eyes also changed at the moment when the sword was about to pierce her heart, and the hatred in her eyes suddenly dissipated, and turned into a new and complex emotion.

An Ruqing's heart beat at the last moment, and the maid's hand trembled for some reason, and the sword in her hand fell to the ground.

“……”

The maid leaned over and picked up the sword on the ground, took one last deep look at An Ruqing, and then walked away.

A hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and An Ruqing suddenly remembered that she should be hesitating to rescue herself in the morning.

"Princess......

Minghui was devastated, and when he saw the maid leaving, he endured the pain in his body and walked over, his eyebrows full of guilt.

"It's the fault of my subordinates who failed to protect you." He was a little frustrated, and his wet eyes were not only apologetic, but also unwilling.

"It doesn't matter." An Ruqing shook her head, her expression was solemn, and she immediately said: "I'll help Mo Nanqi take a look first, and then I'll help you treat it later, I have to bandage the two of you a little better, so as not to get scars in the future." ”

She pulled her lips and smiled lightly, pretending to be relaxed to dissolve the stagnant atmosphere at the moment.

Monanqi was seriously injured, and it took him some time to re-bandage and heal.

Minghui's heart was touched by An Ruqing's words just now, he lowered his eyes and looked at the place where he was injured, and his hands clenched into fists,

If only he had been a little stronger, a little stronger.

"Minghui?" An Ruqing put the medicine box beside him and called him softly.

This call pulled him back into reality, and he looked at An Ruqing.

"This injury is a bit serious, and it may hurt a little if you take the medicine, so you can bear with it."

In the early morning of the next day, An Ruqing called all the maids and servants.

"The reason for gathering everyone is because yesterday in the backyard, they were attacked by assassins."

As soon as the words fell, the maid and the maid were a little shocked, and the scene instantly got out of control.

"Princess, you're not hurt, are you?"

"The palace is heavily guarded, how can any assassins come in?"

"Princess, you're not injured, are you?"

There was a lot of discussion around, and An Ruqing had a gentle smile on her face.

"Yesterday I was drinking with Mo Nanqi, and I was suddenly attacked, maybe I was drunk, and Mo Nanqi's brain was a little sluggish, and he was seriously injured."

The sword he received, on the chest, is not an exaggeration to describe it as serious.

After hearing this, everyone was stunned and didn't dare to say a word, and the noise finally stopped.

An Ruqing naturally looked around at everyone's faces, and she didn't say anything about the maid yesterday.

"There's nothing going on now, let's just get busy." An Ruqing waved her hand to disperse the crowd.

She knew that if she told her about the maid, it would definitely lead to other unnecessary things.

She's not a troublesome person.

At this time, after listening to the words in secret, a secret guard quietly walked to Mo Nanchen's side and told An Ruqing what he had just said.

As soon as he heard that she was injured, Mo Nanchen's heart tightened, and his hands involuntarily clenched into fists, and his brows wrinkled a little.

"Is the princess alright?"

The dark guard thought for a moment and replied: "I just saw that the princess was in good spirits, it should be no big deal, listen to the princess, I drank with Mo Nanqi yesterday, and I didn't meet the assassin when I was drunk later."

Mo Nanchen was originally very worried, but as soon as he heard that he was actually drinking with Mo Nanqi, his face became much gloomy, and the fists in his hands clenched tighter, and at the same time automatically ignored the last half of the sentence.

"Drinking with Menanqi?"

Apparently, he felt that he had misheard, so he asked again.

The dark guard was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "It's indeed with the third prince." ”

After hearing this affirmative answer, Mo Nanchen's face became even darker, so black that he took a piece of paper and glued it on, and it was all black.

After getting off the court, Mo Nanchen was so angry that his steps walked quickly, as if Hot Wheels were installed on the soles of his feet.

Originally, he thought that An Ruqing was injured and wanted to go over to take a good look, but when he thought that he was injured with Mo Nanqi, his teeth itched angrily, and he wanted to smash Mo Nanqi with one foot.

He walked towards the study, and the sound of familiar footsteps could be heard behind him.

The alert Mo Nanchen guessed who was coming at once, and he walked faster without anger.

"Lord Wang, why didn't you talk to me when you went down to court?"

An Ruqing's voice came from behind him, but Mo Nanchen ignored it and still walked on his own.

This way, An Ruqing came over with a trot, and the two of them walked fast, and those who didn't know thought they were participating in the trail.

"Lord Wang, you slow down, I'm not going to be able to do it soon."

When Mo Nanchen heard this, his pace froze, but he was still a little slower.