The forensic princess is not easy to be!

Chapter 103 Han Qing...Stupid Woman
"When you were plotted against, she didn't know?"

Zhao Zhong nodded, "At that time, Han Qing seemed to have fallen asleep in the carriage."

Murong Che frowned fiercely, "Stupid woman!"

After he finished speaking, he swept out of the study room, and went directly to the stable before he could tell Zhu Hao to prepare the horse.

Zhao Zhong was slightly taken aback, just now the eldest son seemed to be called Han Qing...Stupid woman, he must have misheard!

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The sun sinks to the western mountains, leaving only a piece of residual red.

Soon, the last ray of sunset was also annihilated in the night wind.

Su Qingran glanced at the blood beads hanging on the dagger, and stepped on the wound on the man's chest, "Say, who are you and why are you pretending to be Butler Zhao?"

"I am... the one who will send you on your way!" The eyes of the person under her feet were hardened, and a steel needle suddenly shot towards her heart.

Su Qingran's eyes opened slightly, and she hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it.

Seeing the man on the ground jump up, Su Qingran frowned and kicked him on the back of the head.

As soon as the man got up from the ground, he rolled his eyes and fell down again.

Su Qingran looked at the unconscious man on the ground and snorted coldly.

It's not that easy to kill her!
Hearing the wind and grass around her, her footsteps faltered slightly.

As soon as she raised her eyes, a row of men in black descended from the sky and surrounded her.

In the twilight, the cold long knives reflected her frowning brows.

These days, she stayed in Dali Temple peacefully except for the Yong'an Hou Mansion. Who wants to kill her?
"on!"

Following an order, several men in black slashed at her with knives in hand.

The light in her eyes gradually darkened, Su Qingran clenched her fists tightly and went straight to meet her.

With a wrong figure, he directly grabbed the wrist of the visitor, and with a strong pull, his wrist was removed.

Glancing at the man's limply hanging hand, Su Qingran raised his hand and caught the falling long knife.

The people who came didn't seem to have thought that she was capable, they looked at each other, and their skills became even more ruthless.

Su Qingran is good at close combat, but she is not very good at using the ancient broadsword, and it is very clumsy to carry it.

Seeing the shining long knife approaching in front of her eyes, she simply dropped the knife in her hand and punched it with her fist.

One-to-eight is a bit difficult for Su Qingran's current small body.

But in an instant, she had just removed one of the wrists when suddenly a sharp pain came from her forearm.

The bright red blood soon wetted her sleeves, and she frowned slightly in pain.

Gritting his teeth, he grabbed the long knife and swung it at several people fiercely.

Smelling the increasingly bloody smell in the air, a bloodthirst suddenly surged in her heart.

She hasn't returned to modern times, she must not die here!
Seeing the person rushing towards him, she kicked it flying, turned around and disappeared into the dark night.

Several men in black covered their wounded areas, looked around in the darkness, and said coldly, "He can't run far, chase after him!"

After running for a while, Su Qingran threw away the long knife in his hand and headed into the dark night.

The weather in March, the night breeze is slightly cool, but after running around for a while, her back is already dripping with sweat.

She thought that such things as assassinations would only happen in TV dramas, but she didn't expect that she would experience it herself one day.

In the darkness, Su Qingran fumbled wildly, staggering.

When going downhill, she was caught off guard and stepped on the air, and she fell straight down.

Frowning in pain, Su Qingran struggled to get up from the ground after a while.

Hearing the rustling sound not far away, she hurriedly lifted her foot regardless of the pain in her body.

(End of this chapter)