Princess, please don't be a demon

Chapter 155
Yun Weilan didn't know why her head was aching, she rubbed her forehead, her voice was a little weak: "Then you guys stop it, I, I still won't go."

She's a bit of a mess.

I don't know if it's a hallucination, but the wound on the back hurts faintly, and it's still a little hot. This pain winds from the back all the way up and affects the brain.

This feeling seems to have been there since Qian Feihan came out of Qian Feihan's bedroom.

"Princess... This subordinate just heard from Qingyang that His Highness will feel weak after eating dessert. Normally, His Highness is very strong in martial arts, but at this time, even a weak woman can push him down..."

Hearing Da Ya's words, Yun Weilan's heart was in a mess, and she said irritably, "When will Zhao Weilan do it?"

"Just now, I have bought another young eunuch, and he is usually responsible for holding the lamp and burning incense for His Highness."

Yun Weilan stood up suddenly, and strode out.

Da Ya and Da Hei looked at her striding out as if she had made up her mind, and they smiled at each other.

It seems that the princess cares deeply.

How could something happen to His Highness in the East Palace, but that woman named Zhao Weilan was clearly here to take His Highness's life...

At that time, Da Ya clearly saw the woman stuffing the weapon into her belly pocket, but Da Hei didn't look at it because she didn't look at it.

In fact, after all, she suspected that His Highness deliberately brought this woman surnamed Zhao to the East Palace to test her princess?

……

Yun Weilan returned to the front of the dormitory again, the sunset had already appeared in the sky at this moment, and only the mustache was guarding the door.

"Where are Qingyang and Qingxuan?"

Mustache said in a daze, "Your Highness asked them to go to work."

"Then did the person holding the lamp enter the palace just now?"

Mustache solemnly nodded.

"Is there anyone else besides the lamp holder?"

Mustache tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head.

Yun Weilan's brows became solemn and murderous, and she was about to give some order when suddenly there was a scream in the hall—it seemed to be from Zhao Weilan.

She heard the sound and rushed in immediately.

"Thousand Feihan!"

The little beard was also worried, so he hurriedly followed into the hall, and saw the woman and the little eunuch lying in a pool of blood.

"Cough cough." Not far away, the man sat on the edge of the bed and coughed softly. The afterglow of the setting sun outside the window shone faintly in the hall, and there was only a tall and straight silhouette.

Yun Weilan walked over and took a look at the two people lying in a pool of blood, one of them was Zhao Weilan.

They are all out of breath.

The sternum and the heart of the two were shattered at the same time and died. This killing method is so fast and accurate!

"Your Highness, are you alright? The slave deserves to die, and the slave doesn't do enough to protect the master. Please punish him." The little beard knelt down first, and kowtowed to Qian Feihan, trembling all over.

The man at this moment is like a **** of death bathed in blood, whoever provokes him will seek death.

Yun Weilan also looked at the man, the sunset outside the window had already fallen, and the hall was plunged into darkness, but even if he had only a vague outline, his whole body was full of frightening coldness.

"Clean up the person." After a long while, the man just ordered lightly.

Mustache responded.

"Xie Qingyue." Just as Yun Weilan was about to turn around and leave quietly, the man called her in a low voice.

Yun Weilan was secretly annoyed, so she could only respond awkwardly: "Your Highness, what do you do?"

"come over."

She gritted her teeth secretly, telling herself to run, but she still walked in uncontrollably.

The man beside the couch lowered his head slightly, his long hair was untied and fell down, a few strands were messy and evil.

(End of this chapter)