The man waved his arm, and the tip of the knife was about to land on the tip of her nose in the blink of an eye.
Her eyes narrowed, and the awareness of crisis made her whole body tense, and her internal energy surged, gathering in the palm of her hand!
The powerful internal force created a sharp and sharp wind between the two of them in the blink of an eye. The other party originally regarded her as a waste and was defenseless, but now a sudden change occurred, and the knife in his hand was suddenly deflected by her internal force!
The man's eyes widened and he looked at her in disbelief.
Zhao Yi's palm was about to hit the back of his hand. This palm would break the bones even if he didn't die. Her eyes flashed, and she suddenly realized the current situation and quickly closed her palm.
But, it's too late.
The distance between her palm and the dagger was too close, her internal energy dissipated, and there was no cover. Everyone present held their breath and sweated.
With a sudden sound, the white blade pierced the flesh. She took the opponent's dagger with her bare hands, took advantage of him, raised her leg and kicked him away.
The palm of her hand was cut by a sharp blade, and the bone was visible. She gritted her teeth.
pain.
The pain made my whole body tremble.
Scarlet blood gurgled out from her palms and hit the ground, staining the tiles on the official road red.
The man who fell to the ground paused, clutching his lower abdomen, then immediately picked up the dagger beside him, and stumbled towards her again!
boom!
This time, before the man could reach her, the carriage door suddenly opened wide, and a teapot flew out, hitting him directly in front of his forehead. His originally plump forehead was instantly dented, and he stared and fell straight down.
, die with eyes closed.
Chi Yuan's handwriting is indeed ruthless!
When the onlookers saw the dead person, they immediately screamed in panic and dispersed. No one cared about which side Zhao Yi, Princess De'an, was standing on. The originally bustling streets became empty in the blink of an eye.
The rioting prisoners on death row watched their leader die, and if the riot continued, they might have wasted their efforts to escape. They pulled each other and fled the scene.
So in the empty long street, apart from the patrolling officers and soldiers, there were only Chi Yuan, her, a corpse, and two attendants who had not yet recovered.
"return."
Another two simple words brought her back to her senses.
Zhao Yi clenched his right hand into a fist, hiding the blood and wounds between his palms.
She got in the car, sat down next to him, reached out and took off the blood-stained veil without saying a word.
Wuhen closed the car door with great discernment, picked up Feng Ge, who had not yet regained consciousness, and continued on his way. The carriage door was closed, and the car was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Chi Yuan kept his eyes on her face. She lowered her head and showed no expression. She clenched her right hand tightly and pressed the wound to slowly stop the bleeding.
His eyes flashed, and a strange emotion suddenly surged in his heart.
Why doesn't she hide?
It was clear that Xiao Xiao was so cute and cute when she was on the bed, and she couldn't bear the pain. But now the wound on her palm was so deep that her bones were visible, but she remained silent and behaved like a rag doll.
The strong contrast suddenly gave him a violent impulse that was difficult to suppress.
Could it be that she was bewitched?
He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, reached out to open the hidden cabinet in the carriage, and took out the gold sore medicine and gauze.
"come over."
Hearing this, she moved and sat next to him: "I'm afraid that the prince's clothes will be dirty..."
He turned into this well-behaved person again, causing the emotions he had finally suppressed to surge again.
This feeling of losing control at any time made Prince Huainan, who had always been calm and self-possessed, very irritated.
He couldn't relieve himself, so he applied the medicine to her more roughly. She gritted her teeth and clutched the hem of her skirt with her left hand.
If she wasn't afraid that he would see through her, she could have dodged the man's dagger.
But now is not the time.
Her talents, her martial arts, and her unknown identity have not yet been exposed.
Today she just proves to him and the world that Princess De'an is not an idiot. As for the future - she has to do it step by step.
Once you are seen through by him, it will no longer feel strange to you. If you want him to miss you all the time, you must always make him feel strange.
She was new to the world, but she was somewhat sure of how to manipulate his thoughts.
"My lord...it hurts."
His actions were so rude that she couldn't bear it anymore and finally blurted out.
There were dense beads of sweat on her forehead. She raised her eyes and glanced at him wetly: "Be gentle..."
He seemed to be pleading and coquettishly begging for mercy. This look was all too familiar to him.
His Adam's apple moved. This chapter has been completed!
