The assassin's princess is actually my aunt

Leng Xinmo

Gu Jingxuan knew that now was not the time to think about this.

As the commander of the right wing battalion, he was responsible for protecting Feng Yao's safety.

Although it is a day off today, we have to investigate what happened.

However, I didn't see it clearly just now. It happened suddenly, and I just instinctively protected the girl.

Now that I think about it, my behavior was indeed a bit reckless.

Gu Jingxuan looked at Leng Xinmo standing beside him and couldn't help but be surprised.

Most women who encounter this kind of thing either cry or become frightened silly.

He couldn't help but think of what he saw when he looked down while hugging her.

There was not a trace of fear in her cold and beautiful eyes, but rather a moment of calmness and cruelty.

Now, just like before, it returned to being as cold as ice.

Was that short arrow aimed at her just now?

Who is this girl? Tianchen calls her Miss Leng. Is her last name Leng?

Just as Gu Jingxuan's mind was racing.

Di Er, who was already standing next to Qian Wushang, took a look at the prince and others who were coming down from upstairs.

He took a step forward and said to Gu Jingxuan, "Commander Gu, I was standing aside just now and saw the whole process of the incident.

The incident happened suddenly, and the short arrow seemed to be aimed at both Princess Liuyang and Mr. Suxu.

But we didn’t know who the assassin wanted to kill, and our prince killed the assassin in a moment of desperation.

It was an unintentional mistake, please forgive me, Commander Gu."

Gu Jingxuan, Qi Tianchen and the others couldn't help but twitch their faces: A moment of urgency? An unintentional mistake?

Prince Sheng chopped off both legs directly! The flying knife hit the center of his eyebrows.

However, was the flying knife that just stabbed into the assassin's forehead shot by Prince Sheng?

I guess everyone thought so in that situation.

However, Gu Jingxuan remembered the cold light that shot out from his arms just now.

Is it her? He looked at Leng Xinmo in surprise.

While Gu Jingxuan was thinking, the prince looked at the people present, frowned, and asked, "What happened? Where did the assassin come from?"

He was shocked by Qian Wushang's skills.

I didn't expect that my third brother, who had been exiled to the battlefield by my father for so many years and whom I never cared about, had such advanced martial arts skills.

The prince couldn't help but think how foolish he was to ignore his father just because he disliked him.

No wonder even though my third brother has rarely returned to Fengyao for many years, my mother still pays so much attention to his actions.

The prince was in a very bad mood at this moment. He wanted to scold Qian Wushang, but he had to maintain his demeanor.

Of course, the prince would never admit that he had a slight fear of Qian Wushang in his heart.

He was so angry that he could not vent his anger on the assassin.

He didn't care who the assassin wanted to kill.

He just felt that the assassin dared to attack him even though he, the dignified Prince Qianyao, was around, and he totally ignored him.

There wasn't much emotion on the prince's face, but one could tell from his voice that he was very unhappy.

Qian Wuheng also heard what Di Er and Gu Jingxuan said, and probably everyone heard it.

But... Qian Wuheng's gaze swept across everyone present, then fell on Princess Liu Yang and Mr. Su Xu, with a hint of doubt.

I also have doubts about what Di Er said.

Not only Qian Wuheng, but also Gu Jingxuan and Qi Tianchen.

Qi Tianchen had no martial arts skills, and he simply felt that he didn't have any.

Because before today, no one except himself knew that Mr. Su Xu would appear in Yingsong Tower as a referee.

Maybe no one even knew that he appeared in Fengyao, so how could someone assassinate him?

As for Xuan Qinglan, he didn't believe that anyone would assassinate a princess in seclusion in such an occasion.

Gu Jingxuan was confused because Leng Xinmo's reaction was too strange.

Just when I was about to ask a few questions, I heard Mr. Su Xu beside me.

He said in a calm voice without any ups and downs: "Your Highness, Su Xu has traveled to Fengyao.

I wanted to meet Zi Zhong on the way, but I didn't expect to cause such a big trouble for everyone. Su Xu is ashamed..."

After saying that, he nodded towards Qian Wushang and said, "Thank you, Prince Sheng, for your help..."

Qian Wushang's eyes moved and he quickly glanced at Mr. Su Xu.

He said lightly: "You're welcome..."

Mr. Su Xu was originally from Chu, but he traveled to various countries over the years.

Even further afield, his knowledge and experience are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

He is recognized as a great man by all countries, so there is no need to perform formalities even when facing the king of a country.

Although his hair is white, he is still energetic and has a calm expression, just like an otherworldly sage.

In this way, he acknowledged what Di Er said, that the assassin was targeting him.

The prince took a step forward, folded his hands in front of his chest, and saluted Mr. Su Xu.

“It’s Wu Ling’s fault. When Mr. Su Xu came to my Fengyao, I should have greeted him with courtesy.

I never thought that I almost hurt you, I hope you won’t blame me.”

There was a hint of embarrassment on the prince's face.

Mr. Su Xu raised his hand and gave him a false helping hand. "Your Highness, I am too polite. It is Su Xu who does not want to disturb you. I hope Your Highness will forgive me."

After all, the princess and the county lady were present, so the prince and Qian Wuheng casually gave Gu Jingxuan a few instructions.

Princess Mingyu, with a hint of fear still in her eyes, left first with Qian Tanya and others.

Although Wei Linlang was unwilling, she was frightened by the hostility and murderous intent that Qian Wushang had just exuded.

Her little face turned pale as she looked at the tall and indifferent man standing there.

Wei Linlang bit her lip and followed him.

When Gu Jingxuan asked people to move the assassin's body away, Leng Xingmo turned around and took a look.

He found that only Qian Wushang, Gu Jingxuan, Qi Tianchen, Su Xu, Xuan Qinglan and others were left.

Leng Xinmo was standing aside just now, thinking about the assassin.

However, he also noticed the situation here, and his eyes paused slightly when they glanced at Su Xu.

The short arrow just now was aimed at me.

But, in this strange world where she had just arrived, who wanted to kill her?

The only person she had offended was Wei Linlang, but when she looked at Wei Linlang the first time, she was sure it was not her.

But this made her even more confused. Who wanted to kill her and would do it in a place like this?

The assassin's terrified look at the end probably showed that he didn't expect that he knew martial arts.

Leng Xinmo's face was cold. And why did Mr. Su Xu help him cover up?

It seems that no matter where she is, she will never have peace, and a murderous intent rises in Leng Xinmo's heart.

"May I speak further, young lady?"

Mr. Su Xu looked at Leng Xinmo meaningfully and asked.

Looking at the old man in front of me with bright eyes and a distant and indifferent expression on his face.

Leng Xinmo was a little resistant and didn't intend to talk.

The others were all confused. Even if Mr. Su Xu was facing the king of a country, he would not be so proactive.

Although he is a great man of the time, he always has a slight sense of alienation towards people.

And today, he actually took the initiative to ask to talk to Leng Xinmo.

Leng Xinmo's attitude made everyone drop their jaws. She didn't even look at him for a second.

Leng Xinmo walked past a few people and prepared to leave.

Leng Xinmo instinctively didn't want to talk to this old man. Although his face was gentle, he had a feeling that he saw through everything.

However, Mr. Su Xu was not angry at all, but rather a little tolerant.

Looking at Leng Xinmo who was about to leave, he said: "All things are born out of fate, so let's make the best of it."

A peaceful voice with a hint of oldness sounded slowly, but it was like thunder, exploding from Leng Xinmo's body.

As if someone had pressed his acupoints, he stopped in his tracks and slowly turned around to look at Su Xu.

Leng Xinmo's gaze was distant and vague. Qian Wushang was startled and was about to reach out to pull Leng Xinmo.

Then Leng Xinmo smiled slightly and said, "Please teach me, sir."