Your Highness always wants to attack me

Chapter 57 The Sick Crown Prince (13)

When I came back to my senses, I saw the scene of my mother kneeling down.

At this time, Xie Huaiyu obviously did not follow Ming Cen's thoughts.

Naturally, Ming Cen didn't count on him, after all, even she herself was in a mess.

She looked sideways at the racetrack.

"This racecourse is very good, it's a pity."

Ming Cen walked past him without pausing: "Go back to the palace, don't send him off."

After thinking about it again, he was still hopelessly afraid that he would get angry, so he gave in and said, "Get up, you don't need to kneel."

Xie Huaiyu wanted to grab her, but remembered that her mother was still beside her, so she froze and missed her.

The wind blew up, and the black clothes flew up.

Xie Huaiyu quietly looked at the figure that was drifting away, her thin lips were tightly pursed.

Don't rush back but only got such a lukewarm attitude.

promising.

You've been shunned by others over and over again, but you still rush to show their cold face?

He glanced sideways at Cheng Yueya, who was about to get up, and said in a icy tone, "Kneel down."
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It was late at night.

If you ask where the lights are dim, you should go to Huai Qin Tower in the west of the city.

Huai Qin Tower is one of the largest brothels in Beijing.

People's vulgarity can always be exposed without reservation under the cover of night.

One after another, the shouts of receiving guests, and the coquettish laughter of young men and monsters, played into a melodious song.

Ming Cen skillfully turned in from the window, tore off the black scarf on his face, and poured himself a cup of tea: "Xiu He, your tea is not bad."

On the side, the woman in Tsing Yi, who had become accustomed to her behavior of entering the room through the window, felt helpless: "Your Highness, have you taken a fancy to my tea again?"

Ming Cen blinked: "Then will you give it?"

Xiuhe laughed dumbly, and there was a little smile between his brows and eyes, which were as light as pines and cypresses, like a stream in the mountains, gurgling and flowing.

"Which time will your Highness ask me not to give it?"

Hearing this, Ming Cen felt embarrassed first.

The two chatted for a while, and then Xiu He explained the reason for asking her out tonight: "Your Highness, you should be more careful in what you do these days. For some reason, the Xie Mansion suddenly started to check on you."

Xiu He frowned, and said in a worried tone: "It's strange to say, isn't this Xie clan never taking part in the royal family's infighting? How could he be so interested in the poison on His Highness all of a sudden..."

Speaking of this, her pupils shrank: "Only His Majesty and her confidant imperial doctor know about this poison. Senior Su, Mr. Liu and I know about this poison. How could the Xie Mansion also know about it?"

Ming Cen looked down at the teacup in his hand, the tea water was light blue, with layers of ripples, faintly reflecting her somewhat indifferent eyebrows and eyes at this time.

After a long time, Ming Cen suddenly asked: "Xiu He, you say someone like me... okay?"

The sick seedlings that didn't live long were trapped in the mud like wild animals.

One step back is the abyss, one step forward is the cliff.

He is above the nine heavens, but she does not have a ladder to the sky.

Xiu He was stunned by the strange question that Ming Cen suddenly posed, seeing her sudden depression, wanted to speak but still couldn't say anything.

She knew Ming Cen before Xiuhe was called Xiuhe.

From the first time they met, she felt that there was no layman in the world who was more like a monk than Mingcen.

Having no desires and no desires, will always give others a vague sense of distance. Except for those few people who can add some mortal flavor to Ming Cen, there is nothing that can share the slightest afterglow of this person.

She seldom saw Ming Cen showing this kind of expression, it was extremely painful.

For a moment, Xiu He actually had the illusion that she had something to ask for.

How tempting it must be for someone who doesn't even care about his own life to ask for it...

"There is no malice in Xie's house, you don't have to worry too much about it." The concealed disappointment disappeared in a blink of an eye, Ming Cen rubbed his brows, and said softly, "But don't reveal what they want to investigate."

Xiuhe thought for a while, and was a little embarrassed: "They searched deeply, and they will be found out sooner or later."

Ming Cen clicked his tongue and frowned slightly.

Why are you so stubborn?

"Xiu He, tell me." Ming Cen raised his head and called her to stop, "A person who doesn't believe in Buddhism wears prayer beads that other girls ask him all day long, what does he mean to this girl?"

After thinking for a while, Xiu He gave the answer effortlessly: "Either this person is a very important relative, or a girl he likes very much."

The expected answer.

Ming Cen took a sip of the already cold tea, and even his heart went cold.

"Let's find out if we find it. It's not my fault. The original plan remains the same. We should do what we should do."

Ming Cen stood up and pulled up the black scarf: "Xiu He, let's go when you have enough waiting, don't really lie to yourself after pretending to be a man for so long."

Xiuhe's figure suddenly paused.
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As soon as he left the Huai Qin Tower, Ming Cen's expression changed.

someone.

Tapping on her toes, the girl in black night clothes jumped onto the roof beside her, her movements swift and capable.

Ming Cen moved quickly with lightness kung fu, his expression worried.

This person is skilled, a little difficult to deal with, and he doesn't know when to follow her.

Just as he was thinking, a few bursts of piercing wind suddenly came from his ears.

Ming Cen secretly thought something was wrong, turned sideways and narrowly avoided several sharp arrows, one of which even tore the sleeve of her left arm.

With just such a gap to avoid, the man chased after him.

Ming Cen drew out the soft sword at his waist, and the moonlight reflected on the sword flickered across the two people who were beating you and me indiscriminately.

Ming Cen's weakness is purely because of the bottle of poison back then, she drank the whole bottle.

But this does not prevent her from acquiring martial arts, of course, this kung fu also caused her to get into a lot of trouble.

As alert as in front of his eyes, this battle is probably the handiwork of some imperial concubine.

Now is obviously not a good time to think about who knows that she can fight.

Ming Cen clicked his tongue, blocked the sword attacking from behind with his backhand, and thought, how much did he think highly of her by sending so many good fighters?

At least he looked down on her more than that bastard girl Xie Huaiyu.

The saying that one should not be distracted when fighting for one's life is really true, she was distracted for just that moment, and an arrow hit her shoulder directly.

Ming Cen hurriedly retreated to another row of roofs, buying himself a chance to draw his arrows.

Casually glanced at the bleeding wound, Ming Cen felt that Xiaoyi's choice to shield the pain was extremely correct.

She held the sword in her left hand, and the sword flowers flew, killing another person.

Ming Cen stepped back again, seized the opportunity and ran away.

All of them are masters, and there are archers to cooperate, and the love of fighting is not good for her.

Ming Cen covered the wound on his right shoulder with his hand, turned on his toes, and turned over a fence.

She had to find a place to deal with the wound, she glanced coldly at the black blood flowing out, and couldn't help but butt her cheek.

Dodging the guards who were patrolling at night, Ming Cen climbed over the railing carefully, and when he was about to go to the corner, he suddenly heard a rhythmic sound of footsteps, unhurried, as if stepping on her step by step. heart.

He is also a trainer.

Ming Cen's breath was stagnant, and he clenched the soft sword in his hand.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Mingcen took a step forward suddenly, stretched out his hand and pinched the person's neck hard.

The man subconsciously held back her hand, took advantage of the situation to release Ming Cen's strength, and with a strong pull, Ming Cen was exposed in front of his eyes.

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, and after he came to his senses, he pulled her closer, pushed open the door on the side, and hugged her in.

(End of this chapter)