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In the Hou Mansion, Song Shuwan suddenly sneezed, rubbed the tip of her nose, and her eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, it's really strange, how can she sneeze so often in the past two days, isn't she getting sick from a cold?

"Flying kites."

"The slave and maid are here, what do you have to say to the princess?"

Song Shuwan wrote down a prescription: "You go and grab the medicine, fry it and send it." ”

"Yes."

Fei Kite left with the prescription, and half an hour later, he came back with the medicine: "Princess, the medicine is ready." ”

Song Shuwan drank it all and ate a piece of candied fruit before she could barely suppress the bitterness.

Fei Kite's eyes widened slightly: "Princess Shizi, are you sick?" ”

"No, take precautions in advance."

Song Shuwan pushed the bowl away and supported her cheek with one hand, feeling a little bored.

The flying kite cautiously approached her: "The princess is bored?" ”

Song Shuwan turned her head sideways, looked at her smart eyes, and couldn't help but flick her eyebrows: "What the hell do you have?" ”

"Oops."

The flying kite rubbed the place where it was bombed, and said disapprerovitically, "How can it be a ghost idea?" The slave's idea is a joy for you! ”

Song Shuwan couldn't help laughing: "Okay, then tell me, what are you going to do?" ”

"Let's go to Qingzhu Courtyard to see the excitement, the princess doesn't know, then Qingzhu Courtyard has been very lively in the past two days."

Hearing this, Song Shuwan became interested: "Oh? What's the fun? ”

"Yesterday ......"

As soon as the flying kite said two words, there were several screams outside the door.

Song Shuwan got up, took three steps and made two steps to the door, and saw that several people from the Hou Mansion were being chased and beaten by the people in Qingfeng Courtyard.

"Even the Hou Ye has to bring many people here, how dare you come here to find fault?"

"Get out, if you dare to come here again, your legs will be broken!"

The subordinates of the Hou Mansion crawled away, and Song Shuwan was stunned for a moment, and then felt puzzled, the subordinates of the Hou Mansion were not stupid, knowing that they would be beaten when they came to Qingfeng Courtyard, how could they still come here?

At this moment, an exclamation sounded: "Be careful, princess!" ”

Song Shuwan only had time to turn around, and was thrown to the ground by the flying kite, an arrow stuck in the ground, and the tail end was still trembling.

At the same time, a door suddenly opened, and a wheelchair came out of it at a breakneck speed, chasing a group of men in black behind.

The knife in the hand of one of them had already fallen towards the top of Pei Huan's head.

Dangerous!

Song Shuwan's pupils shrank, her fingers curled slightly, and the golden needle flew out at a very fast speed, hitting the eyebrows of the black-clothed man who raised the knife.

"Bang!"

The man in black fell to the wheelchair, Pei Huan tilted his head, and punched the man in black away.

"There are assassins! Protect the Son! ”

Song Shuwan shouted and rushed straight towards Pei Huan.

In the next moment, several more black-clothed people appeared, and before Song Shuwan could dodge, the flying kite broke their necks neatly.

"Princess, the slave guards you, you just have to move forward."

Song Shuwan's eyes flashed with surprise, and she suddenly heard a muffled snort, and when she looked at it, her pupils suddenly shrank.

"Pei Huan!"

A knife fell on Pei Huan's left shoulder, and he was about to press down, but Pei Huan grabbed it with one hand, and the blood slid down the blade, and it soaked through his clothes in an instant.

"Flying kite, protect Pei Huan!"

"The slave understands."

The flying kite is ghostly and can kill an assassin with every pause.

At the same time, the Dark One appeared with several people, and the two parties worked together to quickly eliminate all the Assassins.

The smell of blood spreads, and there are guards handling corpses all around.

Song Shuwan arrived in front of the wheelchair, and her fingertips trembled uncontrollably: "You, are you okay?" ”

Pei Huan raised his eyes slightly, and his tone was calm: "It's okay, a little injury." ”

Song Shuwan took a deep breath, her clenched fingertips pinched into the tender flesh of her palm, and the sharp stinging pain calmed her down: "Fei Kite, go and get the pear blossom box on my dresser." ”

"Yes."

The flying kite sent the box, and Song Shuwan directly cut Pei Huan's shirt, only to see a palm-long wound extending from the left shoulder to the collarbone, and the blood flowed non-stop, and the clothes were soaked in an instant.

There was no movement on the other side, and Pei Huan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "What, is the wound very troublesome?" ”

Because of the non-stop flow of blood, Pei Huan's face was already a little pale.

Song Shuwan's eyes were slightly dark, and she didn't pay attention to him, took out a porcelain bottle from the pear blossom wood box, opened the wooden cork of the porcelain bottle, and a strong bitter taste came out.

"Shizi, bear with me."

What?

Pei Huan tilted his head slightly, and before he could speak, he felt that his heart was suddenly cold, and severe pain surged instantly.

"Hmm!"

He leaned back uncontrollably, seeing that the wheelchair was about to overturn, a black figure appeared silently, just against the wheelchair.

After a while, Pei Huan eased up.

Song Shuwan bandaged his wound for him, and then heard Pei Huan say: "You medicine, let's put it away in the future, don't give it to others." ”

He thought he had endurance, but he was still embarrassed by the drugs.

Song Shuwan was silent, her medicine has a good effect on stopping bleeding and healing wounds, but the effect of the medicine is too strong, and even the pain is very intense, but the medicine for treating wounds is not painful, how can it be remembered?

She thought about it and said lightly: "If the prince is not injured, he will naturally not need it in the future." ”

At this point, she turned her head to look at the dark one: "The dark one, the assassin appeared, why are you not by the side of the prince, but late?" That's how you protect the Son? ”

Dark one knelt down on one knee, his face full of guilt: "It's the fault of my subordinates, please punish the prince and the princess." ”

Song Shuwan only felt a breath of anger in her heart, is this a question of punishment or not?

She tried her best to treat Pei Huan, just hoping that the man would recover sooner, and she could take revenge earlier, the only thing she was afraid of was giving birth to a business trip pool, but she still gave birth to a bad pool!

In the silence, Song Shuwan couldn't say a word.

After a long time, she stuffed the porcelain bottle in her hand into Pei Huan's hand: "This medicine stops bleeding very quickly, and it is better than ordinary medicine for wound healing. ”

When the words fell, she swept her eyes and called him up, and then stuffed a porcelain vase over.

"Protect your family."

Dark one clenched the porcelain bottle: "Yes!" ”

Song Shuwan pursed her lips and left, Pei Huan was injured, and the matter of medicinal bath and acupuncture had to be put back, it was really ...... It's irritating.

On the other side, Pei Huan returned to the house, and his expression suddenly became cold: "Carefully investigate the origin of today's batch of assassins. ”

Dark One lowered his head: "Yes!" ”

After a pause, Dark One couldn't help but say: "Shizi, you shouldn't risk your life today, the princess is scared." ”

He was not late, but was ordered by the prince not to show up without signaling.

Pei Huan said lightly: "If you don't risk yourself, how can you make the people behind the scenes crazy?" ”

Wave after wave of assassins had made him impatient.

It's just Song Shuwan's side......

Pei Huan lowered his eyes, rubbed the porcelain vase in his hand, and was speechless for a long time.