After transmigrating into the villain's daughter, I lie down and win

Chapter 631 The Daily Life of Xianxiawen Eating Melons and Farming (7)

Wan Yue returned to the palace after delivering the letter, and saw that the queen was sitting on the edge of the bed instead of resting, she was very worried, "Big..."

The queen motioned her to be quiet again.

She didn't know if her previous glance was like a mirror, but she clearly felt that her daughter was nestling at her feet.

After 15 years of separation, she only took care of her daughter for less than a day. She never thought that their reunion would be under such circumstances.

What happened to Qi Xiajing, what happened to her daughter, what kind of bullying and grievance she suffered, why she appeared in the palace, why she suddenly fell asleep... These questions, one after another, weighed on the queen's heart like a heavy stone, Made her almost out of breath.

But she knew she couldn't mess it up.

She had already lost her daughter once, and there could be no second time.

Wan Yue noticed that the queen's eyes were a bit swollen since she entered the door, and thought of the reminder to keep silent, so she stepped lightly, brought a pen and paper, and asked the queen to write down what she wanted to say.

As soon as the queen thought about it, she wrote it on the paper and spread the news that she was bedridden.

Wan Yue understood at a glance.

The empress is trying to make the concubine feel that she is overwhelmed by the actions of the concubine's mother and daughter today, so that the concubine will become more arrogant and proud, and will get carried away when she is proud, and will do whatever she wants without any scruples, naturally, It's also easier to get into trouble.

Furthermore, the queen fell ill, and the prince had a legitimate and impeccable reason to come to see the queen directly after returning to the palace.

Even if His Majesty is displeased, he cannot ignore the prince's "filial piety" and punish him as usual.

After the queen finished writing, Wan Yue went to make arrangements, but she saw the queen was still holding on to the pen.

Wan Yue waited for a while, only to see the Queen write on the paper after pondering for a while, asking her to order the imperial chef to make more delicious snacks, and bring some clothes from her East Pavilion here.

On the other side of the East Pavilion, there is an entire room full of clothes from her daughter's family from childhood to adulthood.

And those clothes, spring, summer, autumn and winter, there are several sets in each season, mainly in green, and there are also some delicate and lovely red, pink and goose yellow, all stitched by the queen herself.

Most importantly, the owner of those clothes is Her Royal Highness Princess who was sent away at birth.

Wan Yue looked at the Queen in disbelief, her pupils dilated at this moment.

She didn't dare to make a sound, even if she moved her lips, she was afraid of shocking anyone.

"Little princess?"

She silently said three words.

The queen did not nod, but the pain in her eyes made her understand everything.

Finally knowing what happened, Wan Yue didn't have any further delays, she took the envelope, turned around and walked outside.

When she got outside the hall, she asked a few of her confidants to protect the safety of the sleeping hall, and not to let any movement startle the seriously ill queen. As soon as the others heard it, they started to split up.

Wan Yue left the palace, met acquaintances on the way, and was asked the reason for her hurried steps, she looked sad, and without her saying a word, the news of the queen's serious illness spread throughout the palace.

And on the official road outside the capital, a long-planned assassination is going on.

"Your Highness, I'll hold back these assassins. You go back to the capital from the back, and when you enter the capital, there are generals brought out by Lord Zhen Guo at the city gate. They will escort Your Highness back to the palace." The guard Chengfeng said.

Behind him is His Royal Highness Qi Jinnian, who is like a Zhilan Yushu, a cloud and a high sun.

After fighting with his guards for a long time, his body was already stained with a lot of blood.

He looked at another wave of black-clothed dead soldiers rushing up with a calm expression, his eyes were full of murderous intent, "Stop talking, kill!"

Seeing the prince killing the enemy with his sword again, Cheng Feng and the others were shocked, and then ruthlessly greeted the dead man with his killing move.

They wanted to protect their Highness the Crown Prince all the way, to watch His Highness the Crown Prince ascend to the highest position with their own eyes, and to see the Crown Prince return to the world in the future.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, they will not give up hope of life.

They are seeking life, assassins are seeking death.

In such a situation, they can only fight the dead with the determination to die. They will never dare to close their eyes if they don't kill these dead to the last person, and don't watch His Highness the Crown Prince escape from danger with their own eyes.

It was another fight.

The prince's guards were getting more and more injured, and the prince's situation became more and more dangerous.

After Chengfeng was stabbed in the chest and his mind was distracted, a sharp arrow was aimed at the injured prince.

"Your Highness be careful—"

"His Royal Highness, everything is over."

The two voices fell, and everyone's hearts rose to their throats.

Chengfeng and others desperately approached the prince desperately, trying to block the poisonous arrow for their highness.

And the assassins were praying for the moment when the prince was shot by the arrow to come soon.

The task of "assassinating the prince of a country" is too dangerous and too heavy.

The prince is only in the year of dancing the elephant, but the task of assassinating the prince has been 15 years ago.

In the past 15 years, the prince does not know how many assassinations he has experienced, and their people do not know how many times they have been folded.

As long as the prince is dead, they don't need to die anymore, and they don't need to endure those inhuman training and torture for such a goal.

As the leader said, everything will end.

However, even at this moment, the prince did not give up his survival, he held the Tianwen sword firmly in his hand, and wanted to fight with all his might.

At this moment, an afterimage descended from the sky. Before the countless masters could see his steps and figure clearly, the dead man who was close to the prince had already fallen silently to the ground, and the seriously injured prince himself was nowhere to be seen.

Seeing the damned prey disappearing in front of his eyes, the assassin leader's eyes were tearing apart, he gritted his teeth and ordered, "Kill!"

As soon as the words fell, a willow leaf flew by, and the assassin leader didn't even notice the danger, and there was a very thin line of blood on his neck.

Before the dead soldiers understood what had happened, their leaders knelt on the ground straight.

clack.

A black head rolled to the ground.

rolled into the dust.

A group of dead men looked at their neat necks with no gaps or even blood, all of them were shocked, and a huge fear beyond their imagination enveloped their hearts.

They have never been afraid of death, but at this moment, they are deeply afraid of death.

……

"Shadow taking?"

"Your Highness is seriously injured and cannot speak."

In the groggy state, the prince saw Chengying's face clearly, and those memories that had been sealed up by him suddenly flooded into his mind again.

Once upon a time, two five-year-old children stood in the secret room of Zhen Guogong's mansion, and the boy in black half-kneeled in front of the boy in brocade and swore, "Please rest assured, Your Highness and Empress Dowager, I will spare no effort to take advantage of the shadows to go here." The price is to protect the safety of Her Highness the Princess."

"Chengying is here, the princess is here."

"Die by shadow, the princess is here."

The pain from the wound made the prince unable to think normally. He couldn't even ask, "Why are you here?"

Cheng Ying is here, but what about Yan Yan?

Yan Yan is in Qixia Mirror, or...

Is she still...well?
(End of this chapter)