The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 112 Can't Escape, Can't Earn

The one who was happy was naturally Jun Yeli, who gained the trust of Emperor Chu and kept Feng Wuxie by his side.

The one who is worried is naturally Feng Wuxie, no matter how hard she struggles, she still can't escape Jun Yeli's palm.

"Put me by your side, aren't you afraid that I'll ruin your business?" Feng Wuxie carefully tucked Jun Yeli's quilt up, lowered his voice, but skillfully suppressed his dead point with his hands.

The eyes of the person on the bed were closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, but Feng Wuxie knew that from the beginning to the end, he was always the most awake person.

After a while, Jun Yeli finally opened his eyes slowly, as if he didn't care about the woman's cruel hand, he just smiled at Feng Wuxie: "I'm hungry."

Gollum, Gollum...

There was a belly rumbling, Feng Wuxie was a little angry, he didn't answer his own question, but struggled with his stomach first.

Knowing that he would not answer this question, Feng Wuxie had no choice but to express his thoughts: "I don't care who you are or what your purpose is, I'm just a little girl, I just want to protect myself in this troubled world , if you insist on dragging me into your life, I'm sorry, the game you guys are playing is too dangerous, I won't accompany you."

That's the end of the words, as for whether he listened to his heart or not, that's not Feng Wuxie's concern.

She has no interest and doesn't want to mix, so please let her go.

Seeing that Jun Yeli was unmoved, Feng Wuxie had no choice but to say again: "But, one thing, if you endanger my family because of you, then don't blame me for turning my face and denying others."

After a pause, he continued: "My lord, you seem to have made a mistake. I'm just a doctor. Cooking is really not my strong point. You should rest well. I'll order my servants to prepare food for you."

She is a doctor, not his servant.

Feng Wuxie didn't think it was her job to prepare meals for the prince.

After finishing speaking, he turned and left the room.

Looking at Feng Wuxie's leaving figure, Jun Yeli's lips curled up slowly: "In the future, you will."

In the dark of night, Feng Wuxie was in the corridor, casually grabbing the leaves of an orchid, feeling a little scared.

Just now, in a moment of excitement, I pierced the window paper.

Thinking about it now, I was indeed too impulsive. If Jun Yeli got angry and killed her to silence her, wouldn't it be too bad.

Just as he was thinking about whether to go in and check Jun Yeli's tone, he saw a black shadow slid past quickly, and the target was King Xuan's room.

As soon as King Xuan returned to the mansion, an assassin came from behind.

Feng Wuxie bit her finger, thinking darkly, if he died, wouldn't she have to worry so much anymore?

But thinking about it, if she really wanted to let her watch Jun Ye leave and die, Feng Wuxie really couldn't do it.

At least, so far, Jun Yeli has not done anything to hurt her.

There was a burst of coldness between the wrists, Feng Wuxie's eyes fell on the dragon bracelet, and he stomped his feet bitterly, it really was shorthanded.

He took out the Xuantie dagger and ran to Jun Yeli's room.

Emperor Chu handed him over to her. If he really died, he would still be to blame.

"There are assassins." Dai Wei shouted, and the entire Xuanwang Palace woke up from the silence.

The waiting guards holding torches rushed towards Gong Yeli's bedroom, but stopped outside the door.

A masked man in black, with a knife on their master's neck, was walking out of the house step by step.

"Bold assassin, do you know that assassinating the prince is a capital offense?" Han Ping, the leader of the waiting guard, had thick eyebrows and big eyes, eyes like copper bells, and his copper-colored skin glowed like honey under the light of the torch.

He was born as a military commander, and was appointed by Emperor Chu to be the guard of King Xuan. He is very loyal, and now seeing King Xuan being held hostage, he is very anxious.

The assassin smiled coldly, deepened the knife on Jun Yeli's neck, and said to Han Ping: "Get out of the way, otherwise if I shake my hand and hurt the prince, then his little one will die." Life is really gone.”

The assassin's arrogance was very arrogant, instead of retreating, he even walked out with Jun Yeli on his back.

Seeing that the assassin was like this, Han Ping had no choice but to tell the waiting guards to step back.

Looking into the assassin's eyes, Feng Wuxie always felt that he had seen him somewhere before. Although his voice had changed, it still had a familiar tone.

She walked forward a few more steps calmly, and sure enough, she smelled a faint smell of alcohol on the tip of her nose, and looked at the assassin's waist, there was actually a wine gourd hanging on it.

Feng Wuxie smiled coldly in his heart, he never thought that these two people could do such a complete set of plays.

I'm afraid that if the assassins make trouble tonight, all the ministers in the court will be in danger.

I don't know which unlucky minister the Emperor Chu will put the seed of doubt on.

Although Han Ping took a few steps back, he didn't really withdraw his troops. He just confronted the assassin with a knife: "Who sent you here?"

The assassin laughed, as if he had heard some big joke: "Whoever gives me the silver will be my master, 50 taels of gold, a deal, it's a good deal."

Han Ping's body trembled slightly, looking at the world, who has the courage to spend 50 taels of gold to hire a killer from the Dark Night Organization.

In addition to the one in the palace who monopolizes the harem, there are also the left ministers, scholars, and ministers of the current dynasty. Although Han Ping is a general.

But his mind didn't die, and in just a few seconds, he figured out something.

Feng Wuxie stood among the crowd, looking like he was watching the show, watching how they would end this farce.

I'm afraid that what happened tonight will soon reach Emperor Chu's ears.

It is estimated that the head of the waiting guard will be replaced tomorrow. If she guessed correctly, it should be the person with the wine gourd.

She was watching the play leisurely, but someone didn't want her to have such a good time.

The assassin turned his eyes and saw Feng Wuxie through the crowd.

With just one glance, Han Ping suddenly got into trouble, and slashed at the assassin with the long knife in his hand. The assassin was shocked, and hastily released the dagger from Jun Yeli's neck.

He tilted his foot and fell in the direction of Feng Wuxie.

Feng Wuxie cursed shamelessly inwardly, he never thought that she would be able to bring disaster to him even though she was so far away.

If she had known that the excitement was not so good, she should have gone back to the house to rest early.

Regardless of whether he is an assassin or a killer, even if he kills people and sets fire outside, she shouldn't leave the house.

Prince Xuan's body was as limp as a noodle, plus he was overly frightened, and he was about to faint again.

But still heaving a sigh of relief, he pointed his hand in the direction of Feng Wuxie: "Don't hurt Miss Feng."

At this time, Feng Wuxie had already been choked by the assassin, and a sharp knife was behind him, watching Jun Yeli grit his teeth angrily.

In terms of acting, she really isn't that bastard's opponent.

When I said, don't hurt the girl, Han Ping's footsteps faltered, and the long knife in his hand dropped.

This girl Feng was sent to the palace by Emperor Chu himself to take care of Prince Xuan. No matter what, she must ensure the safety of Miss Feng.

King Xuan was held hostage, even if he risked his life, he would save the prince.

But now it was Feng Wuxie who was being hijacked, and the prince's body couldn't hold it anymore, he couldn't afford to disregard the prince's life for the sake of a doctor.

The big deal is to let the assassin go, he just needs to receive the board, thinking about it, he stopped the guard and said to the assassin.

"Hurry up and release Miss Feng, but I will spare you."

The assassin was also very angry. Knowing that they would not fight him any more, he said to Han Ping: "You all retreat ten meters away, otherwise, just wait to collect this woman's body."

Han Ping did as he did and retreated ten meters away.

The assassin is still not satisfied: "Prepare 5 taels of silver notes."

Han Ping gritted his teeth angrily, turned his head to look at Jun Yeli, and saw King Xuan waved his hand: "According to him."

He ordered the housekeeper to fetch it.

Not long after, the bank note was in hand.

The assassin patted Feng Wuxie's body lightly, and his figure had already floated ten feet away. This action seemed simple.

But if the martial arts are not advanced to a certain level, it is absolutely impossible to complete.

Feng Wuxie was slapped by his palm and ran two steps forward, turned around abruptly, raised his plain hand, and saw a silver light gliding in the air.

Then he heard the assassin grunt, but his speed didn't slow down at all, and he disappeared into the back mountain of the palace.

Even if I want to chase now, it's too late.

Han Ping hurried forward and said to Feng Wuxie, "Miss Feng, why don't you go and see the prince?"

Feng Wuxie turned around, looked at Jun Yeli who was "weak and gossamer", so he had no choice but to walk towards him, and took his hand to feel his pulse.

"The prince is just overly frightened, and there is nothing serious, don't worry."

After speaking, he turned around and went back to the house.

Unexpectedly, Han Ping suddenly exclaimed: "My lord..."

When Feng Wuxie turned her head, she saw a trace of blood flowing from the corner of Jun Yeli's lips. She raised her brows, as if she really wanted to slap Gong Yeli awake.

Helpless, she had no choice but to turn around and go back, and asked everyone to carry Jun Yeli back into the house.

The person was put back on the bed, and those people all backed out with a huff. No one knew that when Feng Wuxie was treating someone, no one else should disturb him.

Looking at the closed door, Feng Wuxie thought, this waiting guard really won the favor of his master.

After so much fuss tonight, and Jun Yeli vomiting blood, it was impossible for her to go back to her room.

Fortunately, Jun Yeli's room was very big with a soft couch outside, so Feng Wuxie had no choice but to make do with it.

She hugged a quilt and was about to go out, but she didn't expect Jun Yeli to support her cheek with one hand, looking at her with a smile on her face.

"I'm thirsty."

"There is water on the table, you pour it yourself." Feng Wuxie didn't bother to talk to him, he never thought that he would be so naive, he could even do such a frustrating thing as vomiting blood.

"No, I'm seriously injured now, in case someone comes in..." Jun Yeli leaned back weakly, as if he could faint at any moment.

Feng Wuxie just smiled coldly, turned around and walked out, Jun Yeli looked at her back and smiled silently.

It seemed that she was still angry about what happened just now, and she couldn't help but feel resentment towards a certain guy in her heart, and it was simply that guy's impromptu intention to drag Feng Wuxie into the assassin's matter.

How innocent is he, to be a scapegoat?
(End of this chapter)