The charming girl

"Zhao Wenqing, if you don't show up again, I will kill her immediately!"

Changle's voice was slightly hoarse, and his eyes were red.

But everywhere, there was still no sound.

At this moment, Chang Le placed the long sword on Yun Xianxian's neck, and the sharp sword blade lightly scratched the edge of the skin, leaving a faint blood mark.

There was a slight pain in her neck, which made Yun Xianxian shrink slightly in fear. Crystal tears suddenly fell from the corners of her eyes. She looked very pitiful, "Cousin, he is really not here with me..."

Su Yuyi looked at her, feeling vaguely familiar.

The maid behind him also knelt on the ground and begged Chang Le for mercy: "The consort did come last night, but after eating longevity noodles with Miss Yun, he left here. What the slave said. Every word is true, please show mercy to the princess!"

How can Changle hear this?
With a movement of his wrist, the long sword was about to swing forward a few inches.

"stop!"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from outside the door.

Everyone heard the sound and looked outside in unison.

At the door, I don't know when a man with dark hair and brocade robes came. He had a pair of sword eyebrows flying into his temples, and he looked very serious.

Seeing the person coming, Changle was slightly stunned. Before the sword in his hand could move at all, a miserable scream suddenly came from in front of him.

Chang Le calmed down and subconsciously looked forward.

Su Yuyi was also drawn away.

Yun Xianxian, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly clutched her shoulders. Blood continued to overflow from her fingers, staining a large area of ​​her clothes red.

The sword that was originally placed around her neck had a few drops of blood hanging from its cold edge.

Chang Le was so frightened that his wrist shook and the sword in his hand shook, almost falling to the ground again.

Zhao Wenqing, who was outside the door, quickly walked in after seeing this, his eyes full of concern, "Xianxian, how are you?"

Yun Xianxian looked at Chang Le, bit her lower lip and shook her head, "Cousin, I, I'm fine, you must not get angry because of me and the princess..."

As he spoke, a few drops of crystal tears hung on his long eyelashes, which looked very touching and pitiful.

Zhao Wenqing's originally peaceful eyes suddenly surged with anger. He looked at Chang Le angrily, "Chang Le, don't bully others too much!"

Changle was slightly startled and took a few steps back.

"I didn't mean it, I, I just wanted you to go back, Xiao Zhaoer..."

Before Chang Le could finish speaking, Zhao Wenqing took a step forward and said, "What? As a majestic princess of the Liang Kingdom, don't you dare to do it or not?"

The more Zhao Wenqing continued, the more excited he looked, "If you are dissatisfied with me, just come to me directly. What crime does Xianxian have? She is so good, why did you come to stab her?"

As he spoke, he moved closer to Chang Le again, and even grabbed her wrist, as if he wanted to snatch the sword from her hand.

Changle came to his senses and naturally refused to let him go. He said angrily: "Zhao Wenqing, you, get out of here!"

However, while the two were fighting, the long sword in Chang Le's hand unguardedly swiped across Zhao Wenqing's robe. It was unknown whether it cut his thigh, and there was faint traces of blood seeping out of the robe.

Zhao Wenqing suddenly took a breath of cold air and looked at her in shock.Yun Xianxian saw this scene with her sharp eyes and screamed instantly. Then, regardless of her own injuries, she walked and crawled to the side of the two of them. She grabbed one of Chang Le's sleeves, covered up the fear in her eyes and asked in shock. Said: "Why are you doing this to your cousin? They say that a couple's kindness will last a hundred days. Even if my cousin really makes you unhappy, he can't use swords and guns like this. Besides, it's me who offended you... Could it be? As a princess, you can be arrogant!"

Changle was a little at a loss after two people were injured for a while, but seeing the two of them treating her almost on the same front, her chest suddenly felt tight. She didn't know where the anger came from, and she threw Yun Xianxian away.

Yun Xianxian exclaimed and fell to the ground, while Changle's other hand holding the sword pointed the blade at Zhao Wenqing, "Zhao Wenqing, since you care about her so much, I will send you to hell today!"

When Su Yu saw this scene, his eyes widened slightly, and he rushed forward to block Chang Le without thinking.

"Yuanyuan, no!"

Changle had suffered in the palace for so many years, and it was hard to survive until today. The princess stabbed her consort to death, not to mention that the consort Zhao Wenqing was personally gifted by the emperor. If this matter spreads out and someone with an intention to make a big fuss, Changle's mother Life will only be more difficult for women in the future.

Su Yuyi had been close to her for so many years, and he really couldn't bear to see her destroy him with her own hands.

At this moment, Chang Le and Zhao Wenqing were fighting for each other. The long sword in their hands tilted, and they were about to stab Su Yuyi.

Seeing Shi Chun on the side, his heart suddenly tightened with fear, "Miss!"

In the midst of the lightning and flint, a faint sound was heard, and then a black shadow flashed in from the door.

The next moment, Su Yuyi felt her waist tighten and she was pulled into a strong and broad chest.

After a brief period of weightlessness, her body spun around in mid-air. Su Yuyi was so frightened that she closed her eyes.

After Kankan stabilized herself, she opened her eyes just a slit.

It was at this moment that Su Yuyi realized that there was a handsome face in front of him.

It was Xie Shiyan who arrived in front of him at some unknown time.

Xie Shiyan's big palm was still tightly locked around her waist, his brows filled with worry, "Are you okay?"

Su Yuyi shook her head, thinking that Chang Le and Zhao Wenqing were still in a stalemate, and quickly pushed him away without thinking.

Xie Shiyan looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on Zhao Wenqing and Chang Le. He frowned and asked, "Princess and Prince Consort, why is this?"

Chang Le looked at him warily, "This is a family matter between me and my consort, I hope General Xie won't meddle in his own business!"

Xie Shiyan paused slightly, and his eyebrows suddenly knitted even harder.

At this moment, he moved slightly and reached Chang Le easily.

Chang Le felt that his palms were empty. When he subconsciously lowered his head and looked down, he realized that his hands were empty and the sword had no idea where it was going.

On Xie Shiyan's side, with just a flick, the sword in his hand suddenly broke.

"You!" Changle was immediately extremely angry.

Xie Shiyan's expression remained as before, as if nothing had happened.

Zhao Wenqing didn't want to argue with Chang Le at first. He was just angry and excited for a moment. Now that the sharp weapon was broken, he calmed down immediately. For a moment, he regretted the action of irritating Chang Le just now.

He lowered his eyes slightly and said a little ashamedly: "Thank you, General, for making you laugh."

Xie Shiyan glanced at Zhao Wenqing and said calmly: "The Lord of Yong'an County was very ill last night, and the fever has not gone away. Zhao Shilang has time to make a fuss here, so he might as well go back and see his daughter."