Jintang tightened.

Huailing was still afraid that he would not understand his meaning, so he reached out and stroked his arm gently.

Jintang lowered her head, flattened her mouth, and shed more tears.

"Your Highness...wow..."

He let out a pitiful cry.

"Your Highness... don't scare me... call me the imperial physician..."

"Come... Come on!"

Huai Ling originally closed her eyes tightly.

Later I thought that the murderer had not yet approached, and there were no particularly well-trained footsteps around him, so it didn't matter if she opened her eyes.

It's just...god.

Jintang's beautiful crying face made her heart beat faster and she suffered from palpitations.

The young man's face was fair and he was crying red.

After the big tears fell, the eyes were half filled with tears.

A few strands of black hair were spreading, making his handsome face look more charming and pitiful.

Huailing already wanted to hug him and coax him.

Suddenly, the sound of very alert footsteps came.

Huai Ling knew that the person who shot her was coming, and she should have to see if she was really dead.

Huai Ling closed her eyes and tilted her head in Jintang's arms.

But the other hand twisted a stone on the ground.

As the footsteps approached a range where she could attack, Huailing suddenly popped up a stone, and with a "swoosh", he heard a cry of pain not far away.

Huailing then got up and ran over to Jintang.

"Don't be afraid, follow me!"

"Uh-huh!"

It was a woman in a thick coat.

When Huailing held her down, she was covering her knees.

Recently, Huai Ling has not drunk much, and has practiced martial arts diligently every day, and all aspects of her have returned to the peak of her sixteen years old, so this bullet directly hurts the woman's legs.

"Whose dog are you?!"

The woman was stammering her neck and staring at Huai Ling with her eyes.

"You are not dead? I can't... I saw bubbles popping up your hand holding the arrow from afar... That was the result of being corroded by poison!"

"The poison of Yuefeng Flower, as long as it is touched by a human or an animal, the poisoned person will rot all over his body and bubble and turn into water..."

Huai Ling laughed, stretched out her hand, and waved it in front of the female assassin.

She even touched the arrow in front of the woman with bare hands.

The hands were still bubbled, but there was no sign of corrosion.

Because Su Yuezhi had previously studied the antidote of Yuefenghua.

After Huai Ling was shot twice, she decided to ask you to get into the trap.

Let Su Yuezhi add something that reacts with it to the antidote and pretend to be poisoned.

And hide it in your sleeves all the time.

She caught the arrow just now.

The woman widened her eyes after hearing this.

She opened her mouth suddenly, but Huai Ling quickly pinched her chin and removed her chin.

"There is poison in the teeth? If you are behind the scenes, you plan to commit suicide by taking poison?"

Huai Ling approached the woman and sneered.

"I'm pretending to be dead and waiting for you all the time. Can I let you die easily?"

Huailing patted the woman's face and asked her to think about it carefully.

But the next moment, she felt a strong murderous intent again.

A thicker arrow shot over, Huai Ling grabbed the woman and stepped down and avoided the thick arrow.

Jintang rushed over, stepped on the worn wooden box beside him, jumped up and grabbed the arrow, and hit the arrow into the hollow. He turned around and kicked it back, kicking the arrow back even harder.

On the quiet night, a scream of "Ah" came from a distance.

Huailing only has one idea.

Tang Baoer's figure is so perfect!

The action is so fast, the connection is orderly, and there is no redundant.

It looks really good!

Although the woman had already been pinched off her chin, her eyes still showed shock.

A man...has such a good skill...

Jintang pursed his lips, his eyes changed a few times before he came to Huai Ling's side.

He lowered his head and said cowardly: "Your Highness... I did something wrong..."

"What's wrong?"

"That...the second guy...she's dead..."

Huai Ling laughed and reached out to touch Jintang's head.

"One of the ones that can speak is enough. You're doing a good job."

Huailing turned around and pulled the woman's collar.

She said that soon, the government will come forward to deal with the dead. Anyway, the government officials in the imperial capital are the princesses, so the government officials will be happy to investigate if they do not involve themselves.

"Why not to do one more person to investigate the murderer who killed me?"

After Huai Ling finished speaking, he took a small path and stretched his other hand back, signaling Jintang to follow him quickly.

What she didn't know was that Jintang was looking at her with surprise again.

And I watched it for a while before I followed.

The little servant Lu Min was sent back to the mansion first.

Huailing told Yu Shang that Lumin and Liu Yun should not be allowed to meet.

But don’t restrain Lu Min too much, but imprison Liu Yun.

I want to give Lumin a feeling that no one in this family cares about him being a spy.

When Huailing brought the woman back to the mansion, Yu Shang said that everything had been arranged.

Huailing nodded, "Send this guy into the room closest to me, tie it up all the way, don't restore her mouth, just let her do this first, wait for me to change my clothes and question her."

"yes."

Huai Ling pulled Jintang into the bedroom, and Jintang was still a little confused.

He lowered his head and unconsciously pulled the fabric on both sides of his hands.

Huai Ling called him three times before he looked up.

"Ah...ah?"

Huai Ling has changed into a casual outfit and her lilac dress is calm, making Huai Ling look very beautiful.

"Your Highness... should let me change your clothes..."

"What does this matter? You should change your clothes as well. The clothes you wear when you enter the palace are complicated and heavy, and it is very uncomfortable on your body."

Jintang nodded.

But the action is still slow.

Huai Ling frowned because Jintang was still very strange.

She simply took the man over, took him to the bed, pressed him on the bed, and let him look directly at him.

Jintang whimpered.

It is said that this is clothes that go out, and it is dirty when you experience dust and dirty.

Can't directly touch the bed where you sleep.

Huai Ling didn't care, saying that would be enough to ask someone to clean up later?
To be continued...