Xuanyuan Yiyu asked in a deep voice as he wanted to speak but stopped.
"I am afraid that the princess will be held hostage at this time, because this person has a very high martial arts skills and is not like the princess does."
The figure reported to Xuanyuan Qingtian was nothing but the guard who had been following Xuanyuan Qingtian. He looked at Xuanyuan Qingtian anxiously under the moonlight.
The clear and bright eyes flashed with brilliance and looked at Xuanyuan Qingtian for a moment, facing Xuanyuan Qingtian's scrutiny gaze.
The worries and worries in his words made Xuanyuan Qingtian raise his eyebrows.
Because of what he said, Xuanyuan Qingtian was also thinking in his mind, because after his contact with Duanmu Minya, he also found that Duanmu Minya had no internal strength.
but……
At the same time, he also suspected that because he had just used the power and internal strength of the embroidery needle, even he might not have it. If this person was Duanmu Minya's person, or Duanmu Minya himself, she would hide her strength in front of them,
It's not impossible.
If the person who sent this embroidery needle was really Duanmu Minya, then how powerful her martial arts would be.
When Xuanyuan Qingtian thought of this, he couldn't help but feel numb, but in his heart, at this moment, he actually hoped that the person who was using the embroidery needle was not Duanmu Minya, but Duanmu Minya's helper, and even the person who held Duanmu Minya hostage.
Can.
"Prince, should we go and have a look?"
The guard still looked at the direction of Duanmu Minya's dormitory worriedly. In his heart, he felt that the princess had a higher chance of being held hostage, but at the same time he also suspected that the person was the princess's.
But what made him even more impossible was that if Duanmu Minya really had such a helper, then what was she planning? Why did she hide her strength?
Oh my God! He really made him want to break his head, but he couldn't think of it.
Not only did he doubt it, Xuanyuan Qingtian and Xuanyuan Yiyu were also doubting and wondering, and they could not guess what Duanmu Minya was for.
After a while, Xuanyuan Qingtian seemed to have made up his mind. He seemed to Xuanyuan Yiyu and the guard closely watched the princess' house to see if anyone came out. He wanted to go in and see, but he didn't go in and see, and he was worried.
It can't solve his doubts.
"Knock." Xuanyuan Qingtian waved his hand and asked Xuanyuan Yiyu and the others to avoid it, hiding in the dark to observe, and he knocked on the yard door vigorously.
"Who? The princess has already fallen asleep. I will report it tomorrow if you have something to do."
The impatient voice of a servant came from a small house next to the courtyard gate. His vague voice, without listening carefully, knew that he had just been awakened from his sleep.
And his lazy and impatient voice made Xuanyuan Qingtian's cold and handsome face sank instantly. What's the use of such a gatekeeper?
The most basic vigilance and protection cannot be done. At this time, he is going to guard the door, and he is sleeping. If an assassin really comes in, will the assassin knock on the door and wake him up?
The assassin is not an idiot. His gatekeeper not only guards the gate, but also takes charge of the night guard. He should often patrol nearby. It seems that the servants in the palace are too loose and need to be rectified.
"Open the door!"
Xuanyuan Qingtian didn't talk much, just two simple words, but his unique cold voice scared the servant inside so much that he crawled and rolled out of the small house, and then several others
The servant and the guard also ran out of the small room.
Some of them ran and tied their coats, while others were jumping in their shoes. Looking at their panic and untidy clothes, you can see that they were just sleeping soundly just now.
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The heavy vermilion door slowly opened. They stood nervously on both sides, then knelt down together and kowtowed respectfully.
"I'm so proud of the prince!"
One of the servants rolled down from the top of his head with a hat. It seemed that he was in a hurry just now and there was no time to wear a prison.
The servant was so scared that his face turned paler than white paper. He shook his body, knelt there and kowtowed desperately, begging for mercy in panic.
"The prince spares his life and will not dare to do it anymore, the prince spares his life."
"Tomorrow you all go to get thirty rods and your salary will be deducted for one month."
Xuanyuan Qingtian looked down at the messy servants in front of him, coldly left such a sentence, shook his sleeves, held his head high and walked in.
"I thanked the prince for not killing me." The servants kowtowed immediately. After one of the servants kowtowed, he quickly got up, bowed and saluted Xuanyuan Qingtian, and ran quickly towards Duanmu Minya
room.
"The slave informs the prince."
"Knock!"
"Miss Xia Jin, Miss Xiaoying, Miss Qiujuan, come and open the door, the prince is here to see the princess."
"Ah! Here, here." Xiaoying, who was in charge of the night, ran out immediately.
Then the lights in the room were lit one after another. After a while, the hall was already brightly lit, and Xia Jin hurriedly put on her coat and walked out with Qiu Juan.
"I wish you a blessing to the prince."
Xiaoying quickly welcomed Xuanyuan Qingtian in.
Xuanyuan Qingtian looked at Xia Jin and the others outside, and a warning starlight flashed in his deep eyes. Why did Duanmu Minya's closest maids stay outside?
Isn't there anyone left?
"I'll inform the princess."
Xia Jin ordered Qiujuan to prepare hot tea, and she was about to walk inside.
"No need, I just need to go in by myself. You all need to step down."
Xuanyuan Qingtian stretched out his long arms to stop Xia Jin from walking inside. He waved his hand coldly, signaling them to retreat, and he went in by himself, and then he swung his robe and walked inside.
Only he himself knew his body as if he was leisurely. He had already used his power in his hand and was ready to give the person a fierce blow at any time.
He listened carefully to the sounds in the dormitory, but the quiet dormitory did not hear any abnormal sounds. He slowly pushed open the closed carved wooden door and looked into the dormitory with the light coming from the outside.
The lilac curtains in the dormitory hang down from the roof, and I vaguely saw the large black sandalwood bed inside.
The big bed was also hanging with a light purple gauze tent. Looking from the gauze tent, Duanmu Minya was asleep in front of her, and her slender back was lying on the big bed with a thick mattress.
Xuanyuan Qingtian's sharp eyes quickly looked around the dormitory, and there was no one inside.
There was no one else except Duanmu Minya, because he only felt Duanmu Minya breathing smoothly and never felt anyone else.
Because Duanmu Minya doesn't like too much decoration, there is not much in a dormitory except for the necessary beds, wardrobe and dressing cabinets, as well as small round tables and stools outside the curtains, and the lounge chairs beside the windows.