Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: The big villain is moving

Chapter 879 His Royal Highness's Cat - The End (29)

"What will happen?" Jiang Wan forced a smile, and continued to pretend to be stupid, "I mean, doesn't His Highness have guards? Since there are guards, why is he being assassinated in the middle of the night?"

The husbands said "Oh", "The guards have been ordered to investigate the details of the northern Cypriots in the city these days."

"Then what self-protection ability does Your Highness have?" Jiang Wan pretended to be concerned and asked, "For example, Your Highness knows martial arts?"

"meeting."

"But just now"

Fu Zhu looked at her for a while, and smiled with his lips curled up, "This hall has lost too much internal energy in the past few days. If I fight with others again, I am afraid that my whole body will be ruined."

Too much power loss?
Jiang Wan was startled.

He didn't do anything, why is there too much internal energy loss?

because of her?
The reason why she recovered from her injuries so quickly these days is because General Fuzhu gave her his own internal energy.

At first, she was still complacent, thinking that her cat demon transformed into a human body recovered much faster than ordinary people.

Jiang Wan couldn't tell what was in her heart.

He always prefers to wrong himself like this, and he will never let her be wronged.

He always said that he was her elder brother and would always protect her and guard her.
He always does.

brother
"Hoo--" A cold arrow suddenly shot out of the window.

This cold arrow was hard to guard against, and the shot was aimed at Jiang Wan impartially.

Although Jiang Wan is a cat demon, but after 500 years of cultivation, she only got a fleshy body.She couldn't dodge the cold arrows that came at her.

The arrow glowed with a gloomy cold light, and the arrow was in the shape of a "cross hook". If it was shot into the flesh and then pulled out, it would hurt people to death.

Jiang Wan's heart trembled twice, she subconsciously wanted to push Fu Zhu away.But in the end, she failed to push Fuzhu away, and she was held in his arms behind his back, and was led by the strength of his arm to avoid the cold arrow.

"Your Highness?" Prince Wei's voice came from outside the door.

"Go after."

"Yes--"

Jiang Wan didn't realize that Fu Zhu didn't call Prince Wei to chase after the first assassin, but he ordered the second assassin to go down as soon as he shot an arrow.

In the "small" room, the man coughed, "Ah Wan, go light the lamp."

Jiang Wan said "oh", and quickly lit all the candles on the table.

Turning around, she took a breath.

On the man's snow-white obscene clothes, his left arm was completely soaked in blood.

"You" Jiang Wan, "are you injured?"

"Well, it's not heavy." He hooked the corner of his lower lip towards her, "Don't worry."

Jiang Wan turned her head away.

Ghosts worry.

She's just... kind of uncomfortable.

It may be that there is no blood to be seen!

"I'll call the doctor for you."

"No." Fu Zhu stopped her, "In two days, we will start a war with Beisai. The less people know about my injury, the better."

He asked her again, "But will bandage?"

Jiang Wan nodded.

In the past six years, he was assassinated and not all of them were unscathed.

Sometimes when he was injured, he bandaged himself in his room.And she was lying in front of him, silently accompanying him.

After he was finished bandaging, she leaned over to give him a blow.

Looking back now, it seems that one word is the most appropriate to describe the two of them.

Depend on each other for fate.

"The arrow didn't go into the flesh, you just need to apply medicine to me and then bandage it up."

There was medicine for arrow wounds in the room, and she helped him clean up the wound step by step under his guidance.

Although the arrowhead was not in the flesh, the wound was still deep.

He didn't even say a word when the bandage was applied, as if it wouldn't hurt.

Jiang Wan seemed to see the little boy who was so silent that made people feel distressed again.

"Huh~" She gently blew on his bandaged wound, just like what the little white cat did for him when he was injured.

"Ah Wan Huhu no longer hurts."

"Huh, huh~"

Good boy, it doesn't hurt anymore.

In the middle of the night, Prince Wei's people got together.

"Did anyone catch it?"

"Catched, but dead"

"Has the weapon been checked?"

"Hmm. It's not a weapon used by the Northern Cypriots, but it seems to come from the capital."

"The capital?"

"good."

"If someone from the capital comes, then it can only be that one."

"I smell blood, it should be that His Royal Highness was injured."

"It's also strange. Why didn't your Highness ask the doctor to go in and take a look at the injury? What if there was poison on the arrow?"

"The maid in His Highness' room has bandaged him."

"That little girl? Your Highness is really weird, and let me pretend to be an assassin to break in at night."

"You don't understand this, it's boudoir fun."

"If I hadn't been distracted by pretending to be the assassin, how could the bastard who shot the cold arrow hurt His Highness!"

Five days later, the Northern Sailors suddenly launched an offensive against Qingyuan City.

The offensive is so fast that people can only guard against it and not counterattack.

But fortunately, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who has a military force, is in charge, even if it is defense, he has killed many enemy generals.

For three days in a row, the Northern Cypriots lost troops and lost their generals. This offensive gradually became louder and louder, and they only listened to the enemy's yelling every day.

For the past three days, Fu Zhu and Wei Tingyun have been on the city wall directing the Qingyuan City soldiers to defend, and they have not returned to the City Lord's Mansion for a day.

It was okay at first, but after a long time, Jiang Wan gradually began to worry about the injury on Fu Zhu's arm.

On the fifth day, Jiang Wan finally brought her husband back.

She deliberately picked out festive-looking clothes to meet him, congratulating him on his victory.

It's just why the person she was thinking of was being carried back when she came back?
Wei Tingyun ordered Prince Wei's people to settle the unconscious Fu Zhu first.

He pursed his lips and looked at the little girl in red makeup.

Although he didn't know who she and His Highness were, he could tell that the little girl was really worried about His Highness.

Just look at her flushed eye sockets.

"During the last battle, His Highness captured the Northern Cypriot Dutong. But that Dutong was too cunning, and he surrendered to Beiyan on the surface, but after the guards untied him, he unexpectedly pulled out his boots. Bring out a dagger."

"Is the wound serious?"

Mentioning this, Wei Tingyun's face was full of deep apology, "The doctor said it depends on the good fortune"

Look. Fortune?

That is to say, he might not be able to wake up?
Jiang Wan entered the room, her eyes glanced at the man lying on the bed like pale paper.

She said to the people of Prince Wei, "You all go out."

The Prince Guards looked at each other for a few moments, and finally retreated out of the room one by one, closing the door behind them.

"Big liar!" Jiang Wan couldn't hold back, looking at the bleeding wound on his chest, a tear fell down first.

"It was promised to take care of me and protect me for the rest of my life! In the end, you are still lying on the bed happily?!"

"Stinky husband, bad husband!" She burst into tears again, and this time she couldn't wipe it clean, "You are my long-term meal ticket, if you keep sleeping, you are a stupid pig, aren't you? Little Peach Blossom's brother!"

"Husband, get up quickly! From now on, I will eat vegetables obediently, and I won't be picky eaters anymore. When you get up, I will give you half of the little fat fish, okay?"

"Huh, huh~"

"Brother, Xiao Taohua won't be in pain if you give her a whir, so let's get up when the pain is gone, okay?"

"If I'm disobedient, you'll spank my ass, and if you're disobedient, I'll bite you! Brother, did you hear—"

Jiang Wan cried until the pear blossoms were raining, and there was a fog in front of her eyes, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

Naturally, she didn't see the slight curvature of the lips of the man on the bed.

"Well, brother, I heard it all."

Fuzhu: Let’s talk about how the prince’s move is to retreat into advance? !
(End of this chapter)