Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

Xiao Ji looked around, except for the guards guarding the courtyard and the servants waiting on the sidelines, there was nothing unusual.

She was a little puzzled: "Miss, did you find something?"

Xiaoqian frowned, then shook her head: "It's okay, just now I felt like someone was staring at me, but now that feeling is gone, I don't know what happened."

Xiao Ji comforted her: "Miss, maybe it's an illusion, you must be tired after being a female celebrity for a long time today."

Xiaoqian looked at the heavy embroidered pieces in the sewing basket: "This tiger head hat is not like clothes, it can be cut and mended, and can be made quickly. must."

Xiao Ji turned out the roasted sweet potatoes and put them on a plate: "So Miss, don't think about anything, and don't bother with the embroidered pieces. The sweet potatoes will cool down after a while, and I will give them to you later." peel."

Xiaoqian didn't answer her, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly.

She looked around anxiously: "Xiao Ji, that feeling is back again, as if there is really someone staring at me."

Thistle still found nothing.

But in order to ease Xiaoqian's heart, Xiaoji asked the guards outside to inspect the yard carefully, and asked the servants who were serving beside him to also search in the yard, so as not to get any thieves in.

The guards and servants hurriedly searched for it, but even though they searched all corners, there was nothing suspicious.

The guard commander came forward to report: "Madam, the subordinates have not found anything."

The rough envoy saluted cautiously: "Madam, the servants have searched the yard, but they haven't found it either."

Xiaoqian waved her hand: "I see, you all go down and get busy!"

This feeling is so real, how can it be an illusion?

After thinking about it, Xiaoqian still found it unbelievable.

But she didn't want to mobilize people again because of her little suspicion.

But just when the guard returned to the door and stood there, and the servants were busy with their own affairs, the feeling became more and more intense, as if a pair of cold eyes were staring at her in the dark for a moment.

It made her hair stand on end, as if caught by the icy eyes of a poisonous snake, a chill ran down her spine.

She clenched her sleeves nervously and looked around.

Everyone was doing their own thing, and no one noticed anything unusual, as if that gaze was only on her.

In the end, she couldn't help but feel that she must have had an illusion.

"Miss...Miss..."

In the ear came the call of Little Thistle.

Xiaoqian's mind was pulled back, and she woke up like a dream: "You called me?"

There was a burst of fragrance, and she took a closer look, but it was Xiaoji who brought the peeled sweet potatoes to her.

The yellow flesh is still steaming, and the fragrance is overflowing, which makes the index finger move.

Xiaoji smiled and said, "Miss, what are you thinking? I have called you several times, but you have ignored me."

Xiaoqian just shook her head, she picked up the spoon, scooped up a small piece of sweet potato and put it into her mouth.

The freshly baked sweet potatoes have been cooled for a while on the plate, and they have long lost the temperature of burning the mouth, but they are not too cold, and the entrance is just right.

After eating a few pieces, Xiaoqian didn't eat any more, for fear of accumulating food after eating too much.

However, after taking a few sips, the softness and sweetness of the sweet potato gave her an endless aftertaste, and the sudden chill before was also smoothed by the sweetness.

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On the other side, Lu Mingyu didn't really leave.

Now that she saw a familiar figure, how could she rest assured of Xiaoqian's safety?

Just after she performed lightness kung fu and went to meet the bearer, she quietly returned to the prime minister's mansion and hibernated near Xiaoqian's yard.

There was indeed nothing unusual at first, but after a while, she was completely sure that the figure she had just seen was not fake.

As soon as Lu Mingyu noticed the clue, she immediately pulled out the sword from the waist of the patrol guard. Under the shocked gaze of the guard, she threw the sword casually.

As the sword fell, she spun around and kicked.

"Well!"

With a muffled sound, the blade of the sword cut the man's shoulder, and blood spattered.

Immediately afterwards, a figure rolled down from the roof.

It turned out that this person had been lurking on the roof, covered with a thin cloth that could be integrated with the tiles. From a distance, there was no difference at all.

If he hadn't been preparing to leave just now, Lu Mingyu would not have been able to find out his location.

Xiaoqian was instructing Xiaoji to clean up the stove when suddenly a person fell from the roof in front of her. The master and servant were frightened by this sudden scene, and the things in their hands rolled to the ground.

Xiaoqian stared blankly at the person who was struggling to get up, and kept murmuring: "How is it possible? How could..."

Xiaoji hurriedly blocked Xiaoqian from behind, and then shouted: "Assassin! Catch the assassin!"

The man stood up, tapped his toes on the ground, and jumped onto the wall in an instant.

When the guards rushed in, he had climbed over the courtyard wall and disappeared.

"Well!"

However, at this moment, there was another muffled sound, and it was Lu Mingyu who stopped him, leaving a deep mark on his thigh.

But he did not fight Lu Mingyu, but fled desperately.

After all, Lu Mingyu was pregnant, so she had some scruples, and she didn't dare to use the open and close moves. When she missed a blow, she didn't recklessly greedy for the knife, but chased after the man cautiously.

Because the man was wearing a toga, although his figure looked like Di Shitian from the back, but the face covered by the hood made it impossible to determine the truth.

Lu Mingyu chased unhurriedly, and quickly chased from the backyard to the front yard.

There are no people living here, only guards on patrol, and servants who pass by from time to time, and the space is relatively spacious.

Lu Mingyu let go of his hands and feet a lot, and got closer and closer to that person.

Suddenly, Lu Mingyu stepped on the bluestone slab, jumped up, and stabbed the man's vest with the sword in his hand.

The man's body was flexible, and he avoided the vital point at the critical moment.

The blade crossed the shoulder, adding another deep mark.

The blood spilled on the ground, like blossoming red plums.

Lu Mingyu, who was supposed to pursue the victory, stopped at this moment.

She said silently: "One, two, three..."

The man fell to the ground.

It turned out that her sword was smeared with medicine, which was extracted from Mabosan. It was not considered poison, even if the opponent had a physique that was invulnerable to all poisons, he would still be hit.

Just when Lu Mingyu was about to see the man's true face, the guards of the prime minister surrounded Xiaoqian and rushed over: "Sister!"

Xiaoqian had lingering fears: "He... he he he..."

Lu Mingyu comforted the anxious Xiaoqian: "Don't worry, it doesn't look like it in terms of skill, let me see what's going on."

With that said, Lu Mingyu was going to lift the man's hood to find out.

Xiaoqian grabbed her and shook her head: "Sister, don't go, it's too dangerous."

Lu Mingyu didn't take it seriously: "It's okay, even if there is danger, sister can avoid it, you have to know who he is, why he looks like Feng Xia, and what is the purpose of entering the prime minister's mansion."

Xiaoqian was a little apprehensive, because the figure of that person was so similar to Feng Xia, if it was really Feng Xia, would she be involved in that complicated entanglement again?

She grabbed Lu Mingyu's sleeve: "Sister..."

Lu Mingyu said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'll go and have a look."