The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 382 The assassin seems to have taken away... Xiao Shizi!

Cangli took the kite and rolled his eyes happily, "Thank you Uncle, you are such a good person!"

Infected by his innocent smile, Liu Siyuan smiled slightly, and was about to speak, when suddenly a low voice came from not far away, "Stop!"

"The assassin is there!"

Liu Siyuan looked at the guards chasing him in his direction, his expression couldn't help but change.

Oops!

It was discovered!

Seeing the large number of them, Liu Siyuan looked down at the little bald man standing beside him, and something flashed through his mind in a flash.

Although he has been bedridden for three years, old man Liu is afraid that he will get bored, so he often goes to his bedroom to tell him some new and interesting things that happened in the capital.

And last month, he heard from his father that the Fourth Highness went to the Canaan Temple to pick up the young son who became a monk since he was a monk.

This little monk has exquisite facial features and looks energetic, so he should be the little prince.

Since I met him today, I can only blame this little guy for his bad luck.

Of course, he didn't want to kill such a young child, he just wanted to save his own life.

Seeing the guards getting closer and closer, Liu Siyuan said "I'm sorry" to the little guy holding the kite, and then slashed the back of his neck with a backhand knife.

Cang Li was happily holding the kite, not at all guarded against his movements.

As a result, he only felt a pain in the back of his neck, and before he could even cry out, his eyes went dark and he passed out on the spot.

Liu Siyuan twisted him up like a chicken, endured the pain in the wound, jumped up, borrowed a little strength from the peach branch, climbed over the high palace wall, and disappeared in an instant.

Where he was just now, there was only a kite with a broken string left.

Not long after, Feng Qingcheng and Cang Yanli also rushed here.

"How about it, did the assassin catch it?"

"Go back to the princess, let him run away." After returning, the head guard raised his eyes and glanced at her, hesitating to speak.

Feng Qingcheng raised her eyebrows, "What's the matter, what else do you have to say?"

"This……"

He is the leader of the guards, and he ran first when he came after him, so he saw clearly the whole process of the assassin's abduction of Cangli just now.

But he was too far away to stop the assassin in time.

Feng Qingcheng felt that what he wanted to say had a lot to do with her, and a bad premonition suddenly surged in her heart.

She doesn't like being teased, so she raised her eyebrows again, "A man has something to say, don't hesitate."

The guard took a deep breath, and replied in a deep voice, "The assassin seems to have taken away... Xiao Shizi!"

"What did you say?" Feng Qingcheng frowned, as if he didn't hear his words clearly, "Say it again!"

The guard looked at her suddenly cold expression, stiffened his back, and replied hesitantly, "The assassin seems to have abducted Xiao Shizi, but the incident happened just now, and the assassin's speed is so fast, the subordinates are not sure about the child he abducted." Is it the little prince?"

There are three thousand concubines in the harem. Apart from the grown-up princes and princesses, there are indeed two or three little princes who are about the same age as Ah Li.

Seeing that he spoke so ambiguously, Feng Qingcheng's heart tightened, and she asked anxiously, "Where did the assassin escape from?"

The leader of the guard slowly raised his hand, pointing in the direction of Peach Tree, "Over there."

Feng Qingcheng didn't say any more, and strode towards the peach tree.

Obviously from here, one can see that the peach tree is empty, there is not even a shadow of a person, but she wants to get closer to confirm.

Before she reached the peach tree, there was a crisp 'click' under her feet.

(End of this chapter)