The night was dark and windy, dark clouds covered the moon, and the cold stars were so scattered that it was difficult to distinguish them clearly. [] On the roof of Jinse Villa, a silvery white figure flashed past.
Ran Qingxun and Qianhua's group split into two groups. The people from Fenglin Pavilion diverted the main force, and Ran Qingxun went to rescue Murong Feixue. Qianhua also wanted to let him save the beauty heroically, and the princess would definitely be moved.
Ran Qingxun's figure was like a ghost, shuttled between the roofs, and went straight to the east courtyard of Jinse Villa. Seeing that the courtyard was guarded by guards, she concluded that Feixue was in this courtyard.
Ran Qingxun was on the roof, half-kneeling on one leg, and carefully opened the glazed tiles on the roof.
The candlelight in the room was burning, and it was as dim as the stamens of a flower, reflecting on the face. Under the dim moonlight, it added a bit of a strange color.
Ran Qingyi was on the roof, looking into the room. It was a very large and spacious bedroom, and her eyes lightly swept around the room.
Her brows overflowed with joy, her lips pursed slightly, and she couldn't hide the joy on her face, but she saw Feixue lying peacefully on the couch, her eyes closed, and there was no one guarding her in the room.
This made Ran Qingxun feel hesitant. Before he could get carried away by the joy, he deliberately took some rubble and threw it in casually. After a long time, there was still no sound in the room, and Feixue on the couch did not react. He concluded that Feixue was probably
The acupuncture points were tapped.
He uncovered a few more tiles and jumped into the room. When he came to the couch, he saw Feixue. His eyes flashed brightly and he called out with tenderness: "Feixue, I'm here to save you. I'll do it for you right now."
Unlock the acupuncture points.”
Ran Qingxun opened the acupuncture points for her and found that she did not wake up as expected. Ran Qingxun frowned slightly and observed carefully. When she saw the light purple Yu Hen on Feixue's left forehead, her heart suddenly stung.
, knowing that she fainted due to the impact.
He stroked her forehead lovingly, then took out a small acupuncture bag from his waist. After unfolding it, he took out a small silver needle. As the saying goes, the index finger is connected to the heart. He wanted to use the needle to prick the blood.
, to stimulate her to wake up.
But I saw her holding one end of the silver needle with her index finger and thumb, and gently picking it up with her delicate index finger, a drop of blood spilled out.
Feixue's beautiful brows on the couch furrowed and she let out a cry from her throat. Ran Qingyi showed a trace of joy on her brows and called softly: "Feixue, I'm here to save you. Get up quickly and I'll take you away right now."
In the haze, Feixue heard the voice of her husband Ran Qingxun. Feixue thought that she missed him too much, but the tingling pain in her hands was not fake.
Fei Xue sat up suddenly and bumped into Ran Qingxun's chin. Ran Qingxun couldn't help but wince in pain.
Fei Xue suddenly felt her nose was sore, and tears burst out of her eyes. When her husband Ran Qingxun was close to her eyes, she hugged him tightly, tears streaming down her face.
"I finally looked forward to having you here. I thought I would never see you again."
Ran Qingxun looked at her lovingly, stretched out her warm palms to rub her reddish nose, "Does it still hurt? Feixue shouldn't stay here for a long time, we have to leave as soon as possible."
Prince Ran Qingcheng appeared at the door at some unknown time, with cold and sinister eyes, a sinister smile on his lips, and a voice so cold that it made people's hearts tremble.
"I'm afraid it's not that easy to leave! Then you have to ask what the sword in my hand is saying."
Ran Qingxun turned over and blocked Fei Xue behind her, and looked into the eyes of Prince Ran Qingcheng. There was light contempt in the depths of her eyes, and there was a bit of arrogance in the corners of her mouth.
"Feixue is my princess. Why doesn't the prince want me to take her away?"
Ran Qingcheng stared at him coldly and said coldly: "Just because you hurt her and abandoned her, you lose the qualification to own her."
Ran Qingxun smiled contemptuously, "Yes, I hurt her before, but now I know clearly that I love her, and she is a woman I can protect with my life. Even if I die here today, I will not give up."
she."
It was the first time Feixue heard Ran Qingxun admit that he loved her, and her cheeks were wet with tears of emotion, but this was not the time to be moved.
Feixue looked at the prince coldly and said coldly: "If your second uncle seizes your sister-in-law, you won't be afraid of losing your position as prince. If you dare to hurt brother Xun, your father will not let you go."
Ran Qingcheng looked at Feixue with cold eyes, his face became increasingly gloomy, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth were trembling, and he roared: "Murong Feixue, you are lying to me again! You have no amnesia at all!"
Not to be outdone, Feixue raised her neck, glared at each other, and responded to him coldly: Ran Qingcheng, I said, I have never liked you, not even a little bit. There is only nettle in my heart.
Brother, I can live for him and die for him."
Ran Qingxun raised her long sword and pointed it directly at the two of them. Her eyes were full of anger and she roared: "I will kill him. As long as there is no more Ran Qingxun in this world, you will not only have this person in your heart."
Him alone."
As he spoke, the cold long sword stabbed at Ran Qingxun's vitals passionately. Ran Qingxun's eyes flashed with coldness, and she stretched out her hand to pull Fei Xue to the side and hide to the right.
The sword was like a gust of wind, walking like an electric snake, with a fierce force. The sword slashed across Ran Qingxun's left arm. The sharp blade cut the arm, and the bright red blood overflowed instantly, dyeing the sleeves of the robe red, and dripping down the fingertips.
It dripped to the ground.
If Ran Qingxun hadn't hid quickly, her life would have been in danger. Ran Qingxun stretched out her hand and tapped her arm twice to stop the gurgling blood. She didn't frown and looked directly at Ran Qingcheng with resolute eyes.
, guarding Feixue tightly behind her.
When Ran Qingxun bleeds, Feixue's heartache only worsens. She knows that her life is not in danger, and the most dangerous thing is her husband Ran Qingxun, but this silly boy still protects her with all his life.
Ran Qingcheng failed with one strike and wanted to stab him with the second sword. Feixue could not sit still and wait for death, and shouted angrily: "Ran Qingcheng, if you kill him, I will not live in this world. You have forced us and my husband to death."
, even if my father is willing to let you go, our country, Yan, will not let you go. Your position as prince will not be guaranteed, and you will lose both your life and wealth. Don't regret it later!"
Ran Qingcheng originally thought that there was a rift between the two, and he could take advantage of it and win her heart again, but he didn't expect that he would become a clown again, and he felt that he had been fooled.
He was so angry that he knew that killing Ran Qingxun was not worth the loss. As long as you have power in this world, you have everything. He will get this woman sooner or later.
But he couldn't bear this tone. He, Ran Qingcheng, always left a way out for himself when doing things, and this time was no exception. He wanted to make Ran Qingxun learn a bloody lesson and regret and feel guilty for the rest of his life.
Ran Qingcheng held a long sword dripping with blood and pointed it at the two of them with a ferocious look on his face, "Murong Feixue, Ran Qingxun, you two listen, one day I will make you live and die. If anything,
Breaking an oath is like this sword."
I only heard the sharp whine of the long sword, split into two, and broke into two pieces.
"Get out of here! You two, don't forget what I said." Those cold words spoke directly to Leng Dao's bones.ory5