Quick Wear: The host is beautiful and ruthless

After untying the gauze tied around his waist, Ning Yan could see clearly the extent of his injuries.

The wound was about three inches long and stretched across the waist. At this time, blood was pouring out, which was terrible to see.

Ning Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness. She quickly gave him medicine and wrapped it with clean gauze.

During the whole process, Rong Xian didn't behave like a monster anymore. His face was expressionless and motionless, like a delicate doll.

Lan Xiao was dumbfounded. He had followed His Highness for so many years and knew His Highness's temperament. Let alone letting others touch him, he was not even allowed to get close.

Ning Yan shook his sleeves and saluted lazily.

"Your Highness, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."

Rong Xian rolled his eyes and said nothing. Ning Yan didn't wait for his answer, turned around and walked out of the hall.

No one dared to stop it.

Rong Xian stared at her until her back disappeared and then looked away.

"Your Highness, do you want a subordinate..."

"go out."

The prince spoke coldly, his expression very cold.

Lan Xiao bowed his head and exited.
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[Host, are we safe here? 】The system is not sure.

‘I’m not a real assassin, Rong Xian knows this very well. ’

Ning Yan was never afraid from the beginning to the end. She just wanted to reduce her presence so that she could slip out of the East Palace, but now...

It seems that the plan to kill Fu Tingxuan has to be moved back.

Back in the courtyard, Chun Yu and the two were sitting in her room, enjoying breakfast.

"...Ling Qiuyan is a bitch. She used to pretend to be weak to seduce the Marquis, but now she's exposed her true nature here. It's really hateful."

"The princess should have killed the bitch who has a mother but not a mother." While speaking, Chunyu accidentally touched the wound and grimaced in pain.

Aunt Zhang also hated her, "I heard that the Crown Prince of Qin likes to kill people. It would be best for her to die in that person's hands, so that we can save the effort to kill her."

Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered another thing.

"In the eyes of the Qin people, we and Ling Qiuyan are on the same team. If she is really caught, it would be best for us to find a way to escape as soon as possible and return to the Yan country."

Ning Yan stepped across the threshold, she walked silently, and the two of them didn't notice, "What are we discussing."

These two bitches are determined to change their ways. It seems like yesterday’s beating wasn’t enough!

A cold voice sounded from behind, and the two of them were startled, and the buns in their hands rolled to the ground.

Chunyu was the most frightened, and fell backwards along with the stool.

"Ling, Princess, you are back." Nanny Zhang stood up with a guilty conscience.

The girl smiled evilly, "Yes, I will come back to torture you."

Chunyu fell to the ground and was about to get up when Ning Yan stepped on him.

bang-

The woman in green immediately threw herself on the ground again, overturning the stool next to her.

The girl was obviously smiling, but it made people feel chilly for no reason. Granny Zhang's legs went weak and she fell against the edge of the table.

She swallowed, "Princess, you were joking."

The woman was broad-shouldered and round-waisted, and her bloated face was covered in bruises and bloodstains, especially the bridge of her nose, which still bore traces of being beaten yesterday.

Ning Yan was condescending and suddenly stretched out two fingers to pinch Granny Zhang's nose. With some force, she screamed in pain.

"Don't shout, or I'll cut off your tongue." The girl's voice was smiling.

Nanny Zhang immediately covered her mouth, her face distorted.

Ning Yan's face was beautiful, and when she smiled, it was as bright as summer, but at this moment, in the eyes of Granny Zhang, it was the most terrifying scene.

Grandma Zhang's body was shaking violently, the pain in her nose bones stimulated her nerves, and her breathing was not smooth.

"Mommy, help me..." Chunyu fluttered on the ground, her chest was pressed, and she also had trouble breathing.

Ning Yan grabbed the empty plate on the table and threw it. "Be quiet."

The plate hit Chun Yu, and blood flowed down his skull. The feeling of fluid flow was particularly obvious. Chun Yu's head was dizzy and he couldn't stop trembling.

Ning Yan grabbed the remaining half of the porcelain plate and knocked it on the table, as if thinking about how to torture the two of them.

……

Yan State, Yanjing.

"Sir, a batch of rewards has just been sent from the palace. They are treasures that were paid tribute from abroad. What should I do with them?" the steward asked.

The man was dressed in mysterious clothes, sitting at his desk, with a face as sharp as an axe, and a pair of sharp eyes filled with coldness.

He crossed out a certain official's draft with pen and paper, and without raising his head after hearing the words, he said, "Put it in the warehouse."

The butler responded, "Yes."

"and many more."

The butler raised his head and Fu Tingxuan said: "Pick two pairs of jewelry and send them to Yunxi Palace."

Yunxi Palace, Wei Wan's residence. Since being engaged to her, the king has used him more and more, and many important errands have been entrusted to him.

For this fiancée, Fu Tingxuan naturally wants to give her more sweetness.

The butler exited the study, and the man lowered his eyes and continued to handle official duties.

But it didn't take long for him to frown, and the next second a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the blood splashed on the desk was almost black in color.

Fu Tingxuan bent his back and fell on the table. His muscles were trembling all over and his lips were visibly white.

A figure jumped out quickly. Without saying a word, the man in black took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out pills and stuffed them into the man's mouth.

"Sir, toxin attacks are becoming more frequent, you should pay more attention to your body."

After the rioting internal force in his body subsided, Fu Tingxuan stood up. In just a moment, his face was covered with sweat.

The man ignored the reminder from the secret guard and held on to his pen, wanting to continue reviewing official affairs.

Although he took the medicine, the dull pain in his head did not disappear. Fu Tingxuan couldn't stand it anymore, so he got up and walked out of the study.

The man in black followed behind.

He came to the small courtyard again, sat under the tree, and looked blankly.

The man in black looked at him and sighed secretly in his heart, why bother, sir? Why send someone away if you can't bear to part with him.

"Zhao Yi."

"My subordinate is here."

"She has entered the East Palace."

"...My lord, it's all over."

Fu Tingxuan was silent. He looked at the pavilion not far away, as if he wanted to see the figure of his old friend among the old things.

A few years ago, the girl knew that she had a special status, so she rarely went out. When she was bored, she would sit in the pavilion, either reading a book or playing the piano.

When he was upset, he would step into this courtyard and sit here and watch her.

The girl didn't have to do anything, just seeing her could easily soothe his mood.

With his emotions welling up, Fu Tingxuan spat out a mouthful of blood again.

"Sir, are you okay?" Zhao Yi stepped forward to support the man, "I have increased manpower to find the whereabouts of the evil doctor. I believe there will be news soon. Sir, you should rest more and don't work too hard anymore."

Fu Tingxuan closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyes were dark. He got up and walked out of the courtyard.

"Wei Wan is about to marry into the Hou Mansion. Tell Xiao Qi and the others to be careful and make sure nothing goes wrong." The man's voice was cold.

The king loves Wei Wan very much. If he marries her, he will be more successful in the court. He cannot be emotional!

Fu Tingxuan forced himself to forget Ling Qiuyan. He pushed her away with his own hands and could not allow him to regret it.

He clenched his hands tightly, and kept telling himself how painful it had been in the past, and that only by firmly holding the power in his own hands would he not let others take advantage of him!

Marrying the princess is the right choice.