Forced to be a third person: I turned around and left the palace to marry a villain

As for the severed hand, there are many skilled doctors among the secret guards, so it will not be difficult to reattach it.

Just now, because of a moment of carelessness, Qu Xin was kicked by the female assassin, and her body unconsciously flipped half a circle backwards before she could stabilize herself. This blow woke her up from her trance.

"Heh, the secret guard is really capable."

Qu Xin exclaimed in admiration and lowered her head to check the wound. It turned out that the assassin had hidden a hidden weapon in his shoe, which cut her skin when he kicked her.

Fortunately, she avoided the vital parts in time and the injuries were not serious. She only needed simple treatment to be fine.

"You think you can defeat me with this little trick? You are so naive!"

A trace of blood flashed in Qu Xin's purple eyes, revealing her determination. She put away the dagger, took out the flute from her waist, and played it softly.

It was the Lantern Festival at that time, and various kinds of music were intertwined. Xuan He did not notice the flute sound when he was looking for the curve outside.

As the flute sounded, a giant python quietly appeared in the grove and wrapped the female assassin tightly, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

"let me go!"

The assassin struggled, but the python's strength was far beyond what a human could resist.

"You overestimate yourself."

Qu Xin put down the flute, glanced at the assassin coldly, and then said gently to the python: "Are you hungry? This is your midnight snack, enjoy it slowly."

After saying that, she stroked the python and turned away. The assassin tried to call for help, but the python quickly swallowed him up, including the severed head on the ground.

"Miss Qu!"

When Qu Xin approached the market avenue, Xuan He spotted her and hurried over.

"Where have you been?" he asked anxiously, worried that she had disappeared in the crowd.

Seeing the blood on her waist, Xuan He's heart suddenly tightened.

"Are you hurt?" His eyes were full of heartache.

Qu Xin smiled slightly and comforted him: "It's just a superficial wound, don't worry."

Xuan He couldn't let it go. He hoped that he could always stay by her side and protect her from any harm.

"They're just some superficial injuries, nothing serious." Qu Xin chuckled and comforted him. Seeing the worry in Xuan He's eyes, she felt warm in her heart.

She laughed in her heart, what an idiot, his own hand was injured more seriously, but he was concerned about her first.

"Where is the assassin?" Xuan He looked around, looking for the female assassin.

"Don't worry, I was able to escape danger thanks to the help of a hero just now." Qu Xin thought, the hero must be enjoying his spoils now.

"It's okay."

Xuan He breathed a sigh of relief, but when his eyes fell on the wound on her waist again, his brows furrowed again. Then, he picked her up horizontally, tapped the ground lightly, and ran towards the inn with her in front of everyone's surprised eyes.

"I am really flattered that the Taoist priest is so concerned about my injury."

Qu Xin, who was in Xuan He's arms, felt the chill from him and realized that he was angry, but she didn't understand why. This situation was exactly the same as the last time he found her on the cliff.

Could it be... Her eyes lit up, and she pulled Xuan He's clothes playfully: "Are you blaming me for getting hurt, Taoist?"

Xuan He's body trembled slightly, then he calmed down. He lowered his head and stared at her, which made Qu Xin's heart beat faster. He might not even be aware of the affectionate look in his eyes.

After returning to the inn, Xuan He had to kick the door open with his foot because he was holding her - a not-so-elegant action for him who usually behaved elegantly.

"You'll stay here tonight."

He gently placed her on the bed and said This was his room, and because her door lock was broken, and the incident with the lights being attacked tonight, he felt it was unsafe for her to sleep there alone.

"Then where do you live?" Qu Xin asked as she watched him rummaging through the medicine bottle.

"I'll stay in your room." He handed her the bottle of medicine and prepared to leave.

"Hey, Taoist priest, wait a minute."

Qu Xin called him and pretended to be pitiful and said, "My waist is twisted and it hurts when I move a little. Taoist priest, do you really want me to apply the medicine myself?"

She was lazy and afraid of pain, and it was difficult for her to apply medicine on the wound on her abdomen.

Xuan He's cheeks turned slightly hot, he understood what Qu Xin meant - she hoped he could help her apply the medicine.

This made him feel a little embarrassed. After all, there are differences between men and women in traditional concepts, and he didn't want to ruin the reputation of women because of his behavior.

However, Qu Xin didn't care: "When we are in the martial arts world, why should we be so concerned about these trivial matters?

The Taoist priest was just helping me heal my wounds. If this is considered overstepping the bounds, then aren't those old doctors at Jishengtang breaking taboos every day?"

She liked to tease this honest man and found it very interesting to see him struggling seriously.

Xuan He had no ability to resist such a joke, and was convinced by her in a few words. He thought to himself that saving a life was a great act of kindness and should not be refused.

"Master, my wound really hurts." Qu Xin lay on the bed, deliberately threw the medicine bottle to his feet, and said with a frown.

Xuan He felt soft-hearted upon seeing this. He turned around, fumbled around and sat on the edge of the bed, then picked up the medicine bottle and opened it.

"Please tell me the location, Miss Qu."

Silently chanting "Don't look at what is inappropriate", Xuan He carefully applied the ointment for her according to Qu Xin's instructions.

Even with his eyes closed, his fingers could still feel the smoothness of the skin, and his face involuntarily flushed.

Her scent mixed with the smell of the wound medicine and made his heart beat faster.

"Master." After a while, Qu Xin's voice came.

Xuan He stopped and said, "Miss Qu, did I use too much force?"

"no."

Qu Xin chuckled and looked at the almost empty medicine bottle: "Master, look, the medicine is almost gone."

Xuan He opened his eyes and saw the empty medicine bottle in his hand, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, Miss Qu."

Qu Xin smiled and wiped off the excess ointment with a bandage, then straightened her clothes and sat up: "Thank you for your help, Taoist."

Then, Qu Xin thought of the important information he got from the female assassin, and after hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Master, do you know what happened twelve years ago about the Duke of Yingxia Han Mansion?"

Hearing this question, Xuan He's expression became serious and complicated: "Why did you ask about the Duke of Han Mansion?"

Qu Xin noticed his change and secretly believed that Xuan He must know something about the inside story.

Twelve years ago, I seemed to have some friendship with the Duke of Han Mansion, but my memory is vague. Therefore, this time I came to Yingxia to find out information about the Duke of Han Mansion.

Whenever the "Duke of Han" was mentioned, Xuan He would think of the devastating fire.

When he was eight years old, he followed his master and witnessed the desperate cries and struggles of hundreds of lives in the sea of ​​fire. Even after the passage of time, the tragic sounds still seem to echo in his ears.

When faced with the young Xuan He's question - why did they, as Taoist priests who saved the world, stand by and watch, allowing the imperial court to massacre people? The master's answer was cold and firm:

"Traitors deserve death."

From that day on, the names of the Dukes of Han were completely erased from history, as if those people had never existed.

The royal family issued an order that no one, no matter whether they were nobles or martial arts sects, should mention this matter, and anyone who violated the order would be charged with treason.