"Okay, I'll go back to the palace first, there are many people in the palace, so I'll retire" As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Xi turned over the window and left.

This woman likes to flip through the window at every turn, and it hasn't changed at all after so many years.

Wangfu –

"Lord Wang, I still haven't found Qiu Yongchao!" Xiao Feng walked over from the door and said.

Ling Bingche rubbed his eyes, held a folding fan in his hand, and kept banging on the table.

"Keep looking!"

"Lord Wang, you haven't eaten for several days, this is the white fungus soup specially stewed by the princess, you can try it." Cui Ping said with a bowl of hot white fungus soup in front of him.

"This king knows, let's leave it here for now."

Cui Ping looked at him as if he was worried, so she didn't ask too much, retreated to the door and quietly closed the door to tell Nangong Yue.

Nangong Yue carried a small bucket of water, took a gourd and scooped the water and poured it into a small pot of peony that she had carefully cultivated.

"Princess, the prince still hasn't eaten, why don't you go and have a look?" Cui Ping took what she was holding and said.

"Alright, I got it." With that, she walked towards the study.

As soon as he walked to the door, he saw Ling Bingche's sad face, and when he saw her coming, he took the initiative to stand up and walk over.

"Yue'er"

"Well, I'll come to see you, by the way, or is there no whereabouts?"

"No, this king has already asked Xiao Feng to find it again." Ling Bingche shook his head helplessly and said.

Seeing that he hadn't closed his eyes for a few days, and that it was windy outside, she put a cloak on him, and then ordered the small kitchen to make a bowl of porridge and bring it over.

She brought the bowl of porridge to him and gently blew it on his lips with a spoon.

"Husband, let's eat a little."

Ling Bingche couldn't help her, he opened his mouth and ate it, not to mention that this bowl of lean porridge was extraordinarily sweet, and after a while, he ate the porridge in the bowl cleanly.

"Newspaper"

A soldier ran out of breath.

Nangong Yue frowned and looked at it coldly. "What's wrong?"

"Back to the prince, princess, the lord of the Qingyue Pavilion sent someone to give a letter" After speaking, he handed over a letter.

Qingyue Hall, Ling Bingche took it in surprise and opened it to see what was written inside.

"Bold!! , this Sima Yichen of Qingyue Hall actually rushed to provoke this king! ”

Nangong Yue saw that he was angry, and hurriedly took it over to take a look, and it was written: King Ling is nothing more than that, one waste, as for Qiu Yongchao, don't find it.

Sure enough, it's him, it seems that the case of the Lu family of Lanli people has something to do with him.

"Husband, take a sip of tea first," Nangong Yue said as she poured in a cup of tea and handed it to him.

Sima Yichen was so bold and openly provocative, she wanted to meet this person.

She didn't say anything, just went back to her room, lay down and rested.

Cui Ping went to the kitchen to cook her a bowl of clear noodle soup, and she only drank a few sips and then stopped eating.

The night was bitterly cold, and the sound of Ling Bingche holding her to sleep came into the room. He woke up suddenly, and noticed that someone had entered the house. Nangong Yue also woke up at this time and found clues.

Ling Bingche made a shushing motion, quietly walked to the back of the door, pried open a crack in the papier-mâché door, and under the moonlight, a man in black sneakily walked towards this position with a short sword.

Seeing this, Ling Bingche dodged, walked behind him from behind the door, and knocked him out with one palm.

At this time, the man in black realized that he had been discovered, and immediately turned around and fled towards the window, how could Ling Bingche let him escape, and chased after him with a flying body.

At this time, Nangong Yue also sensed that something was wrong, and followed with a vertical body.

Ling Bingche finally captured him with great effort.

At this time, the assassin took advantage of his inattention, a flash of white light flashed, Ling Bingche couldn't dodge, and the short sword still injured him.

When Nangong Yue saw it, a panicked person hurriedly ran over, "Husband! ”。

The Assassin saw that he had been wounded and tried to flee.

was dragged by Ling Bingche's collar.

Nangong Yue hurriedly shouted: "There are assassins!! ”

After a while, the soldiers came running quickly with their swords.

"Protect the Princess!!" One of the leading soldiers shouted.

"Grab it!" As soon as he finished speaking, two soldiers ran over to escort the Assassin.

Ling Bingche covered his wounds, blood stained his clothes red, and he slowly spoke: "Take it down and lock it up"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fainted.

Nangong Yue shouted: "Husband! The voice was crying, she was at a loss, took a handkerchief to cover his wound, tears were already covering her cheeks.

The soldiers were talking about something, and Nangong Yue shouted: "What are you eating!" Now that people are hurt, you are still in the mood to talk about it! ”

Cui Ping and the other maids also rushed over when they heard the sound, and they were too frightened to speak when they saw the princess crying.

It was still the leading soldier who was clever and hurriedly took the people down.

Nangong Yue asked someone to come over and take a hand, carry him to the bed, and ordered: "Go and bring a few bottles of medicine bottles from the cabinet in the east room!" And hemostatic pills! Just go! ”

Cui Ping rushed over with a bunch of things, and after cleaning Ling Bingche's wounds, Nangong Yue pinched his arm to check the pulse.

After a long time, she breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately there was no injury to the muscles and bones, only skin trauma, and pills and ointments were given to him.

Cui Ping brought the boiled decoction, Nangong Yue pinched his mouth and poured the decoction into it.

And he instructed, "Go and bring me hot water."

After saying that, she sat down tiredly, feeling like her whole person was collapsed.

After hearing this, Cui Ping quickly went to get hot water and soaked all the way.

Nangong Yue stood up again, looked at Ling Bingche who was unconscious, took off his clothes again, fortunately it didn't hurt her heart, she took a handkerchief and soaked it in warm water, then wrung it out and gently cleaned up the bloodstains, and then gently wiped the wound, she opened one of the small bottles and sprinkled the powder inside on his wound, Ling Bingche, who was a little painful, frowned.

His brow furrowed, his teeth clenched, evidently holding back the pain. She gently stroked his face and said softly, "Don't be afraid, husband, it will be fine." ”

She asked people to take the short sword away, and looked at it carefully, the hilt of this short sword was engraved with the words "Qingyuetang", and it was really him, so the matter of hurting him must have something to do with this Qingyuetang.

When Ling Bingche woke up, it was already early the next morning, and he sat up with his chest clutched, with bandages still wrapped around his arms.

He spoke slowly: "What about the princess?" ”

Cui Ping came over with the medicine, heard the prince's question, and replied, "The princess is sleeping, and she hasn't woken up yet." ”

Ling Bingche glanced out the window and asked, "Did the assassin catch it?" ”

Cui Ping handed him the medicine and replied, "I got it, it's from Qingyue Hall." ”

Ling Bingche took a sip of the medicine, the bitter taste permeated his mouth, and he frowned slightly.

Cui Ping said again: "The princess has already asked people to take away the short sword, saying that she wants to hand it over to you to deal with. ”

"Okay, this king knows!" Ling Che said coldly.

Cell.

A catcher held a leather whip in his hand and slapped the assassin of Qingyue Hall fiercely: "Say it quickly! Who sent you? ”

The assassin gritted his teeth and stood upright in his cell, his clothes raged and bloodstained.

After another whip, he finally spoke: "We're just a killer from Qingyue Hall, and I don't know who sent it. ”

Catch quickly and whipped him hard: "Qingyue Hall? Good! Very good! ”

As soon as the words fell, Yu quickly went to Ling Bingche's room.