Zhang Qingjiu, who was originally full of joy, never expected to encounter such a scene. She hurriedly tiptoed and tilted her body down, and the frightening sword energy almost brushed her cheek.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Qingjiu stood up straight and took two steps back. He was about to speak, but was stopped by the other party.
"Bold thief! How dare you break into the Prince's Mansion!" As the sharp sword retreated, a cold voice penetrated the darkness.
I saw a figure wearing black night clothes landing steadily on a big tree in front of the temple. Standing tall and graceful in the wind, with a little step of his feet, another flying swallow whirled around!
Zhang Qingjiu gritted his teeth and avoided it again.
But the formation in the palace caused serious damage to her, and her two consecutive dodges consumed almost all her strength.
"Can you still dodge?" The visitor was a little more surprised when he was not stabbed for the second time, and his eyes turned cold, "Huh, let's see if you can withstand the third attack!"
It was too late to say it, then it was too fast. Before the words were spoken, the cold light came.
At this time, Zhang Qingjiu was at the end of his strength.
Seeing that someone was about to be splattered with blood, two crisp sounds were heard piercing the air, and with the splash of firelight in the darkness, the sword in the woman's hand fell to the ground with a "clack".
"Master Xiao Zhang!" Huo Wu's figure rushed to Zhang Qingjiu at the door of the courtyard and asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Zhang Qingjiu patted his sleeves, glanced at the half-open window, turned around and said, "If we come later, we can collect the body directly."
The corner of Huo Wu's mouth twitched slightly, with a bit of embarrassment on his face, "I'm sorry."
He forgot that Shui Lan will be back tonight.
But he really didn't expect that Zhang Qingjiu would run into Shui Lan, who came back in the middle of the night and liked to climb over the wall to enter the house.
I'm afraid that Shui Lan has never had a woman come to His Highness's courtyard before, so he thought she was a thief.
Thinking of this, Huo Wu immediately turned to the kneeling figure and said in a low voice, "This is Mr. Xiao Zhang, a... guest of our Prince's Mansion."
"Guest?" Shui Lan was startled, raised her head suddenly, stared at Zhang Qingjiu warily, and said in a cold tone, "Since when has there been a female guest in the house?"
"It's a long story, she..." Huo Wu was secretly shocked. Although Shui Lan usually looked cold and cold, she seemed to be particularly irritable tonight.
"It's a long story, so go aside and say it slowly, don't stay here." Zhang Qingjiu rolled his eyes at Huo Wu, picked up the round black chess piece that fell at his feet without leaving a trace, turned around and went straight towards Chu Lan
walk to the room.
"Audacious!" Shui Lan heard such arrogant words and raised his sword as if to charge forward again.
At this moment, the door suddenly opened from the inside.
Feng Zhi came out and looked at the people outside and the leaves scattered on the ground. The emotions on his face were a bit complicated, "Shui Lan, His Highness knows that you are back, so there is no need to come to say hello tonight."
"But..." Shui Lan took two steps forward in a hurry. Didn't she rush back so quickly just to see the prince on his birthday?
Feng Zhi raised his eyebrows, but did not speak or step aside.
There was silence for a moment. Shui Lan took a deep breath and nodded, "I understand."
After that, he bowed respectfully to the front room, picked up the sword that had been knocked to the ground, turned around and walked out of the yard.
From the moment she came to this house, she understood that Chu Lan seemed gentle on the surface, but he never said anything.
However, just as she was about to step out of the courtyard, a soft voice came into her ears.
The tone of this voice was so unscrupulous and incompatible with the cold and silent night.
"Are you going to stop me too?" Zhang Qingjiu looked at Feng Zhi blocking the door and raised his eyebrows.
What a loud tone! Shui Lan paused, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, he was overestimating his own abilities!
However, when she turned around, she saw a scene that she couldn't believe.
I saw Feng Zhi, who dared to stop anyone no matter who he was, as long as the prince gave the order. After confronting the figure for a moment, he silently moved away.
Shui Lan took a breath and almost rushed in again without controlling himself.
No one has ever been able to receive such special treatment from His Highness!
At this moment, a hand pressed her shoulder.
The familiar feeling, you know who it is even if you don't look back.
Shui Lan glared at the visitor without any politeness, "Let go!"
Mu Qing narrowed his eyes, the strength of his hand did not decrease, and his cold face did not even show any emotion, "She is His Highness's person."
Shui Lan was startled for a moment, "Your Highness's people, all of you..."
Using his hand as a knife, it fell on Shui Lan's neck. Looking at the woman who fell into his arms, Mu Qing picked her up and disappeared neatly into the night.
In the yard, seeing Zhang Qingjiu swaggeringly pushing the door open, Huo Wu shook her head helplessly, grabbed Feng Zhi's arm, and asked in a low voice, "Did His Highness let you in?"
Feng Zhi glanced at him, his eyes darkened, and he said nothing.
But this is the most obvious answer.
With a sneer, Huo Wu pulled Feng Zhi and walked out, "Why are you doing this? You know you can't stop her."
"You have to stop me even if you can't." Feng Zhi snorted, with a bit of anger and dissatisfaction.
No one can approach their noble Highness casually.
"You are asking for trouble and I won't stop you." Huo Wu sighed helplessly, "But you can stop it for a while, and can you stop His Highness's heart?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could His Highness fall in love with such a vulgar woman like her?!" Feng Zhi widened his eyes, threw away Huo Wu's arm, and walked out of the yard angrily.
Huo Wu touched her nose and turned to look at the room inside, her eyes filled with an indescribable meaning.
If he read it correctly, when he threw the stone, someone had already shot it before him.
Shui Lan has been dancing with the sword for more than ten years. If he were the only one, Zhang Qingjiu might not be able to avoid tonight's sword.
so……
"Bang!" When a black jade chess piece hit the table, the fiery red candlelight also swayed.
"Why don't you just come out openly if you want to save me?" Glancing at the man sitting in front of the table holding a white jade chess piece in his hand, Zhang Qingjiu sat down in front of him unceremoniously, "Do you think you have a white jade chess piece in your hand?"
Holding the white piece, I didn't know it was you who lost it?"
Luo Zi's hand paused slightly, and the chess piece that was originally going to be put into the plum blossom pile tilted to the side.
Seeing that Chu Lan didn't even raise his head, Zhang Qingjiu curled his lips, glanced at the situation at the moment, picked up the ink jade chess piece that he had thrown on the table, and dropped it on the chessboard.
One piece falls, the situation changes, and a dead game becomes a new game.
Chu Lan was startled suddenly, raised her head, with a bit of surprise in her eyes, and finally couldn't help but said, "You..."
Zhang Qingjiu raised his lips and smiled, leaning forward, "So what's the point of playing chess alone? If His Highness the Crown Prince likes it, I will accompany you."