The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

A white figure flicked across the sky like a terrifying star, and fell lightly in front of Murongxue, looking at her bloody arm. His handsome face was instantly gloomy and horrible, holding her small waist and dragging her into her arms Li: "If you don't see it in a quarter of an hour, you will be injured and look like this. Will you protect yourself?"

Qingyue's voice was full of anger, so that the dark guards of the Xiaoyao Wangfu who came later shuddered and stood far away, daring not step forward.

Murong Xue whispered: "The assassins who came to do the assassination are extremely martial arts. I tried my best, and I only tied it with him ..."

"Knowing that your martial arts are too low, then you insist on going home and don't let me send it?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at her with a raised eyebrow, a little anger flashed in her deep eyes.

Murong Xue said dissatisfiedly: "I don't know anyone will assassinate me."

"It sounds like you are living in peace every day. You are in crisis in Zhenguohou. You fight with your enemies several times. How ruthless and poisonous they are. You do n’t know, you do n’t know how to prevent it. Not yet, stupid! "Shao Chen Ouyang glanced at her, his contempt was overwhelming.

Murongxue's bright little face was about to drip out of ink in a moment of darkness, staring at Ouyang Shaochen with hate, burning with anger in her beautiful eyes ...

Ouyang Shaochen turned a blind eye and stretched out her bloodstained sleeves. She saw a deep wound on her delicate arm. Yin red blood spilled out and slowly flowed down.

Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her, took out a white silk bandage, wiped the blood near the wound vigorously, then opened a small light blue porcelain bottle, and poured the medicinal powder onto her wound without any trace of pity. ...

The wound hurt sharply, and Murong Xue couldn't help but took a breath of air and said anxiously: "You lighter."

"You know the pain too." Shaochen Ouyang glared at her angrily, and somehow felt lighter in her hand, took out clean white gauze, carefully wrapped the wound, and pulled down the ragged sleeve, he Leaning over Murongxue embraced, strode forward.

"Where are you taking me?" Murong Xue looked at him puzzled.

"Return to the Zhaoning Palace!" Shaochen Ouyang replied coldly: In the Xiaoyao Palace, he can protect her from being injured or being stabbed!

Murong Xue blinked and said: "I want to teach people who stabbed me."

"Go check their identity!" Ouyang Shaochen ordered coldly.

"Yes!" Dark Guard responded with a deep voice, preparing to leave.

Murong Xueyang said: "No need to check, the man who fought with me is Wei Jinxian."

Ouyang Shaochen stared: "Did you see the assassin?"

"That's not true. I smelled the cold fragrance unique to Wei Jinxian from the black assassin." Murongxue's eyes were faint: the cold fragrance was made from the red plum blooming in the first snow of the twelfth lunar month. Snow's cold, and Mei's pride, the taste is very unique, hard to find, so far, she has only smelled on Wei Jinxian alone.

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes narrowed slightly: Murong Ji's poisoning of Yuan Fangfei hadn't passed yet, they came to assassinate Xue'er, and they couldn't wait. Wei Jinxian didn't send a guard, but he took the initiative and was determined Cher died ...

"In March, I will let the Dark Guard remove them now." Shaochen Ouyang said coldly, looking sideways at the Dark Guards of the Xiaoyao Palace.

Murongxue hurriedly said: "Don't don't ... don't do it first, I have something to make sure ..."

"What is it?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at her puzzled.

Murong Xue smiled strangely, looking sideways at Wuhen: "Wuhan, check Wei Jinxian. From his birth to the present, all the deeds will be checked. The more detailed the better."

Wuhen quietly glanced at Shaochen Ouyang, and seeing that he had no objection, Shen Sheng responded: "Yes!"

As soon as his figure turned, he disappeared into the transparent air, and a slight wind breaking sound flew towards Dongchang.

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes narrowed, and he looked down at Murong Xue: "What do you check him for?"

"Because I found a very strange thing." Murong Xue's eyes were faint: Wei Jinxian, Murong Ji had a mole exactly the same as his chest, hehe ...

The speed of the traceless investigation was very fast. Murongxue did not take long to recuperate in the Zhaoning Hall. He has thoroughly investigated the affairs of Wei Jinxian for more than 30 years and put a complete piece of information in front of Murongxue.

Murong Xue turned over and looked at a pile of events recorded above, a bright smile bent at the corner of his mouth, and looked up to Shaochen Ouyang: "Shizi, I'm going back to the country's palace and watch a good show!"

Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her thick left arm bandaged and did not speak.

"I promise I won't get hurt again!" Murong Xue smiled unnaturally, a little bit of grudge in the dark eyes, and Ouyang Shaochen saw a soft sigh in his heart: "Go early and go back early."

"Uh huh!" Murong Xue nodded like garlic, and the brilliance in the cold eyes!

With a little golden light shining on the ground, Murongjian took a heavy step and walked into the small main courtyard of Zhen Guohou Mansion.

Zhou was lying in bed and recuperating. When he came in, his eyes lit up and said anxiously: "Is it possible?"

Murongjian shook his head, a glimmer of depression and a trace of viciousness flashed across his eyes!

Zhou's silver teeth bite: "So careful planning, even if she can't kill her, Murong Xue's life is really great."

Murongjian's eyes were deep: "Murongxue was protected by Ouyang Shaochen, and it was so difficult to kill. Wei Dugong and I personally shot, but only stabbed Murongxue's arm, but Wei Dugong was stabbed in the abdomen by her. It ’s not worth it, the plan failed ... "

Zhou's eyes quickly flashed a trace of something, and disappeared instantly without a trace, and said lightly: "Wei Du Gong's injuries are serious?"

"Fortunately, the wound was deeper and the blood loss was a little bit more, but it didn't hurt the point." Murong Jian replied casually.

Zhou's breath was relieved without traces, it would be good, it would be good if it didn't hurt ...

"Cough cough cough ..." Suddenly a dry throat, she could not help coughing violently ...

"What's wrong?" Murong Jian stepped forward and patted her uninjured back carefully.

Zhou Shi smiled gently: "Nothing, the doctor said, I lost too much blood, my constitution is a bit cold ... cough cough cough ......" Zhou coughed up and down with a severe cough, a red jade slipped out of the collar ...

Murong Jian glanced lightly: "Don't you not love Dai Yupei?"

Zhou Shi smiled and smiled: "This is a warm jade. The doctor said that wearing this will help the body to produce blood and accelerate the recovery of the body." When her body recovers, she will take off Yu Pei ...

Murong Jian nodded in understanding: "Will Ji'er wear warm jade, can he speed up his recovery?"