The Empress Dowager

Chapter 52
They lived in peace for three or four days. On this day, Nangong Yue went to Ziyun Academy to study. After finishing the morning class, Nangong Yue went to Zhanyun Academy for dinner as usual.

Nangong Yue opened the door and entered, and saw Murong Yu's poetic and handsome face, and his slender body was wrapped in a snow-colored robe, making him even more elegant and noble!

Nangong Yue raised her eyebrows, spending so long with Murong Yu, her immunity has improved a lot.

"Here we come." A clear voice came, like the strings of a piano being plucked, beautiful and pleasant.

"En." Nangong Yue responded and sat down.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Nangong Yue didn't talk much, Murong Yu put down the book in his hand and asked.

"It's nothing, just a little sleepy." Nangong Yue yawned and blinked, trying to wake herself up.

Nangong Yue has a habit of taking a lunch break at noon. It just so happens that there is a place to rest in Zhanyun Courtyard. Every time she eats her meal, she goes directly to her lunch break. I don't know why?These two days have always been terribly sleepy, and this sleep is always so sleepless.

Murong Yu didn't say a word, and walked over slowly, Bai Yu's fingers rested on Nangong Yue's veins, and she withdrew her hand after a while: "If you're sleepy, rest more."

"Ah."

At this moment, a young servant brought the food and put it on the table one by one, and the aroma immediately filled the air. Nangong Yue's spirit improved a little, and she picked up a piece of drunk chicken with chopsticks.

Most of the dishes on the dinner table were Nangong Yue's favorite dishes. The fish she didn't like was served once, and she never saw it again. Nangong Yue even wondered if Murong Yu's taste was exactly the same as hers?
However, Murong Yu is an extremely picky person, and she only eats one bite of each dish, which is an advantage to her.

Nangong Yue didn't think too much, and started to eat on her own, thinking about finishing her meal quickly and taking a lunch break.

At this moment, several men who looked like students opened the door and walked in, one of them looked at Murong Yu anxiously, and saluted: "My lord, something happened at my next house, I wonder if I can..."

Before the man finished speaking, he quickly pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed at Murong Yu viciously. Nangong Yue was startled, and just as she was about to go up to help, she saw a flash of cold light, and the man with the dagger fell to the ground .

Seeing this, the other men took out the daggers they had prepared, and stabbed at Murong Yu together. As the saying goes, strength comes with a lot of people, so they didn't believe that so many people can't beat him alone.

"My lord, be careful." Before Nangong Yue recovered from the shock, she saw these people stabbing at Murong Yu.

When Nangong Yue's words fell, the group of assassins fell to the ground in an instant, their eyes full of unwillingness.

At the same time, several hidden guards suddenly appeared, carried the assassins and quickly disappeared into the courtyard. Nangong Yue was stunned, and after a long time she came to her senses: "You, you killed the student?"

"They are assassins." Murong Yu's voice was light, his black jade-like eyes were calm and without any waves, Bai Yu's face was as usual, as if he was used to this kind of thing, "Sure enough, that day's Well, that one is thinking about it again."

Nangong Yue raised her eyebrows when she heard the words: "How did you find out?"

"These people have high internal strength, and ordinary people can't find it."

Moreover, Zhanyun Courtyard is full of hidden guards inside and out. These four people behaved strangely. It can be said that he let these people in on purpose. He didn't expect that they came to assassinate him, so he was quite courageous.

"Oh." Nangong Yue responded, her eyelids began to fight again, her stomach was full, it was time for a lunch break, thinking, Nangong Yue walked towards the East Wing.

Nangong Yue lay on the bed and fell asleep not long after, a faint scent of black bamboo lingered at the tip of her nose, Nangong Yue suddenly opened her eyes, and as expected, Murong Yu's magnified handsome face appeared in front of her eyes: "What are you doing? "

When Murong Yu heard this, he paused, and said calmly, "Help you with acupuncture."

"Acupuncture? I'm not sick. What kind of acupuncture is it?" Nangong Yue looked at Murong Yu suspiciously. Could he be taking advantage of her?
(End of this chapter)