Looking down from the air, the lights are very beautiful, a splendid and splendid, bright and extinguished, like a flowing pure gold liquid.

She hugged his waist tightly, and heard him speak in the wind: "Are you afraid?" ”

"With the national teacher here, I'm not afraid."

Although she didn't understand what was going on, she wasn't scared at all when she smelled the ambergris that loomed in the wind.

The two fell at a high speed, and Jun Tianlan's figure suddenly moved, sticking to the outer wall of Wangchuan Restaurant, holding Shen Miaoyan's waist tightly with one hand and holding a dagger with the other.

The dagger plunged deep into the exterior wall of the restaurant, sliding all the way down until it finally stopped on the second floor.

Jun Tianlan looked down at the height, pulled out the dagger, and landed directly with Shen Miaoyan in his arms.

He lowered her to the ground, and there was a chaotic noise in all directions, and countless assassins dressed in black poured out of the huge White Rabbit River lamp, tiptoe on the water, and quickly outflanked her.

Jun Tianlan grabbed Shen Miaoyan's hand, his delicate face was as cold as frost and snow, and when he faced the first assassin who rushed over, his body moved, and the whole person turned into an afterimage.

The moment he passed, Shen Miaoyan turned around and saw the assassin fall to the ground and die.

Blood flowed all over the ground, frightening the surrounding people to scream and flee, and for a while there was chaos outside the Wangchuan Tower.

On the sixth floor, in front of the window of Linjiang, a man in a moon-white robe held a glass of wine with two fingers, his face was elegant, and his clear eyes were slightly sharp, and he was smiling at the fighting scene on the ground.

Gu Qinyuan stood beside him, with a handsome face with a pale and weak face: "Your Majesty thinks, can it be done tonight?" ”

"It's hard to say...... Chu Yunjian's voice was soft, revealing a hint of evil spirit, "I always feel that a person like Jun Tianlan will not die in such a place." ”

Gu Qinyuan listened, and his eyes moved slightly.

At this time, Jun Tianlan and Shen Miaoyan were surrounded by countless black-clothed assassins.

Facing the fierce eyes of these people, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Shen Miaoyan's collar and threw her out directly.

Shen Miaoyan drew a parabola in the air and landed directly on the cloth stall.

She stood up in pain, and saw that Jun Tianlan had already fought with the group of assassins.

Where the tip of the knife swept by, layers of blood mist burst out, and he stood in the middle of the dripping blood to fight, and his cold and delicate face was also splashed with blood beads, which looked shocking.

"National Teacher ......" She looked at his expressionless appearance of reaping his life, remembered something, and hurriedly turned around, wanting to return to the National Teacher's Mansion to find Ye Rin and them to move the rescuers.

However, as soon as he turned around, his eyes were dark, and he fainted directly.

All the scenes fell into the sixth floor, Chu Yunjian's sight.

He quietly watched Shen Miaoyan being taken away, and his thin lips opened a gentle but bewitching arc.

……

The cold tea splashed on Shen Miaoyan's face, she barely opened her eyes, and what fell into her eyes was a bright and arrogant face.

Those apricot eyes were painted as phoenix eyes, which looked very strange.

"Chu Zhen."

She raised her hand and rubbed her head, only to feel a splitting headache.

Looking around, this seems to be the private room of Wangchuan Tower, and at the round table not far away, there is a young man in brocade clothes.

The young man was handsome, and he was somewhat similar to Shen Yuetong's eyebrows.

"Shen Junmao?" She spoke, her round eyes flashing thoughtfully.

Shen Junmao is the son of Hua, the eldest son of her uncle, and is said to be studying at Shanyang College.

Chu Zhen snorted coldly and poured all the remaining tea in the cup on her face: "Shen Miaoyan, you idiot, you have enough enemies!" A few days ago in the Drunken Immortal Building, you offended Yuetong and Minmin, and Shen Gongzi came to help Princess Ben tonight. ”

She said, casually smashing the teacup to the ground: "Originally, Princess Ben and Shen Gongzi were still thinking about how to transfer the national teacher away from the mountain so that they could arrest you." Who would have thought that an assassin would attack, and the National Teacher would take the initiative to throw you aside. Sure enough, God help me! ”

Shen Miaoyan looked at the broken porcelain all over the ground, and listened to her quietly, there seemed to be only her and Shen Junmao in this room.

Shen Junmao put down the cup in his hand and walked over slowly, with a handsome face full of disdain: "Shen Miaoyan, my cousin sent you to hell tonight, don't hold a grudge!" Who told you to offend Tong'er? ”

With that, he squatted down in front of Shen Miaoyan, and a sharp dagger slipped out of his big sleeve.

He put the dagger on Shen Miaoyan's white and tender cheeks, "Tsk, this skin is so fine and tender, if it weren't for you being my cousin, I wouldn't have been able to control you......"

Chu Zhen sneered: "She is now a dying person, even if you want her?" Let her enjoy it before she dies, and it will not be in vain for her to leave the world! ”

"Her Royal Highness the eldest princess is really heavy-mouthed." Shen Junmao chuckled, and the blade slid against Shen Miaoyan's cheek, "This son just thinks that he died like this, but it's a pity for this skin...... If you grow up, you must be a great beauty, right? ”

-- A person who is truly capable of doing things can endure his temper and make accurate judgments that are most beneficial to him in a critical situation.

In Shen Miaoyan's mind, the words that Jun Tianlan had said suddenly appeared.

She sat in the corner, feeling the cold blade, and the escape plan kept popping up in her mind.

She was dressed in a black coat, her wide sleeves covering her small hands that fell to the ground, and she gently held a sharp piece of broken porcelain on the ground.

I wonder if there is anyone guarding the outside of this elegant room......

Chu Zhen and Shen Junmao were still talking, she didn't listen to a word, she only tried to calm her accelerated heartbeat, a pair of cat-like vigilant eyes swept over the two of them, she knew that Shen Junmao knew how to do some kung fu.

“…… What kind of death does the princess want to give her? Shen Junmao suddenly asked.

"Of course, the more brutal the better!" Chu Zhen said coldly, "She caused me to be completely rejected by the national teacher, I want to make her die without a corpse!" ”

Shen Miaoyan listened, and suddenly smiled: "It's a pity to hear that the eldest princess is about to marry that guard...... If I were the eldest princess, even if I couldn't marry the national teacher, I wouldn't marry a mere guard. ”

"Hmph, this princess's marriage was set by the royal brother, can this princess still resist and disobey the order?!" Chu Zhen was furious.

"The eldest princess had a relationship with the guard, so she was married. If you have a relationship with a noble son and force that son to marry you, wouldn't it be easy to erase the marriage? ”

Shen Miaoyan's smiling gaze fell on Shen Junmao, "I believe that even if it is your imperial brother, he will be more willing to marry you to a noble son." And, right now, isn't there a suitable candidate? ”

Chu Zhen was stunned and looked at Shen Junmao, in fact, Shen Junmao had a good background and looked pretty good.

Although it can't be compared with the national teacher, he can be regarded as an outstanding noble son in the capital.

If you marry him......

Shen Junmao was startled, and the dagger moved to Shen Miaoyan's neck suddenly: "Shen Miaoyan, if you talk nonsense again, this son will kill you immediately!" ”

Although Chu Zhen is the eldest princess, she is just a broken shoe after all. He has a bright future, and his wife should naturally be a famous lady, so he is unwilling to marry a broken shoe!

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