Legend of a Drop-dead Gorgeous Princess

The man squeezed in reluctantly.

Qingyun hid under the table and watched secretly.

The two masked men were holding silver daggers, facing the sword and shadow of the sword without fear, the more they fought.

The sword flowers are flying, and although there are many people in Zhang Shan's belt, they can't be helped for a while.

At this time, the crowd naturally separated a road, Qingyun saw a pair of black embroidered gold boots greeted her eyes.

She looked up and saw Huo Jingyun walking in with Meng Chai.

Meng Chai is Xiaoshuanzi's real name.

Huo Jingyun was wearing a silver cloak, looked for a while, and snorted softly: "Stop!"

The soldiers stopped.

The two masked men jumped out of the circle and looked at him.

Huo Jingyun said, "Are you from Ling Chen?"

The two did not speak.

"If you don't tell me, I also know that your accomplices have been caught. As long as you give out Ling Chen's hiding place, I will let you go. Ling Chen is already at the end of the force, you will only have a dead end with him."

The masked man sneered: "Huo Jingyun, the Emperor Fei trusts you so much, your wolfish ambition, stealing the emperor's achievements, putting people in trouble, everyone will be blamed!"

Huo Jingyun didn't change his face: "So, I will perfect you!"

Qing Yun did not recognize the two masked men, but what they said seemed to be from Ling Chen.

Huo Jingyun waved his hand, and the officers and soldiers rushed up again. The two sides rushed into one place, suddenly rising like a violent storm, flesh and blood collided with white blades, and the attack of weapons rang through my ears.

Blood splatter, messy broken limbs and blood are what remains after the muffled aftermath.

The two masked men have sharp swordsmanship, and Qing Yun has never seen them.

The man under the table half-squinted his eyes to Qingyun's ear, sniffed: "It's really fragrant."

Qingyun glared at him.

The man said: "Does the girl hide under the table afraid of the fight or the man?"

Qing Yun was taken aback and drew his dagger across the man's neck: "Shut up! Otherwise, I will kill you immediately."

The man pursed his lips and smiled: "Girl, I had a good intention to help you. After the girl disguise as a man, it is best to wear a mask. This delicate skin and tender flesh, which man can grow up like this!"

Qing Yun's dagger pressed down again.

"The girl's strength is a little bit stronger, I will shout."

"You call me and I will kill you!"

The corner of the man's mouth was raised, "In Xia Zuolang, I really want to be friends with the girl..."

Before he finished his words, the tall masked man struck a sword and was kicked in the center by Meng Chai and staggered down beside the table where Qingyun was hiding.

The blood immediately dyed his clothes red, and Meng Chai quickly jumped over, slashing at the man's left arm with a rapier. His hands were extremely fast, and his hands were thunderously swayed, blood splashing, and red light suddenly appeared!

The left arm of the tall masked man was chopped off.

Everything is in an instant.

Qingyun couldn't hide anymore, she said to Zuo Lang: "Hide it! Don't stretch your head, lest you really get killed!" She kicked him to the bottom of the table.

Qing Yun crawled out and stretched out the Qiushui Sword to entangle the sword that Meng Chai had pierced up again.

Meng Zhui stepped aside, swung his sword towards Qingyun, and saw that it was Qingyun with a closer look. The sword in his hand withdrew abruptly!

The other masked man retreated to his injured companion and reached out to tap his acupuncture points to stop the blood. Qingyun took out the wound medicine in his arms and sprinkled it on the man's broken arm, tore his sleeve, and bandaged him.

A sword was also hit in his left chest, Qing Yun stopped the bleeding, and the officers and soldiers surrounding him were curled around his eyes.

The officers and soldiers surrounded them, but stopped attacking.

The man shed big beads of sweat, dripping down the mask on Qingyun's hand.

Qingyun whispered in his ear, "I will set off a smoke bomb in a while, you guys take the opportunity to escape!"

The man stared at Qingyun and nodded. In this cloud city, there are still people who dare to help them.

Huo Jingyun walked over slowly, "Qingyun, you make me easy to find."

Qing Yun didn't speak, she glanced secretly, it seemed difficult for her and Xiao Jing with these two masks to escape.

She sighed, now she can only resign her to her fate!

Qingyun hinted at Xiaojing, and then looked at the man with the broken arm. A dense layer of sweat leaked from the neck of the man with the broken arm. He was shaking slightly, Qingyun knew that he had endured the limit.

She took out the explosive bomb and threw it at Meng Chai.

Meng Chai kicked the explosive bomb against the wall, and everyone lay on the ground. Only a loud "bang" was heard, a large hole was broken in the wall, and black smoke rose into the air. The restaurant owner was dumbfounded, opening his mouth and forgetting what to say.

Huo Jingyun knew Qingyun's level. When she was still exploding, Huo Jingyun had already jumped behind her.

Qingyun raised his sword to block the officers and soldiers who came up again, and the two masked men quickly jumped out of the window.

Qingyun took out a explosive bomb again, and Huo Jingyun reached out and pinched her wrist, snatching the explosive bomb from her hand.

"Qingyun, stop making trouble." His voice will always be so gentle, like a warm jade.

In the past, Qingyun liked to hear this kind of voice very much, warm, cordial, pampering, and tolerant.

Now that he heard Huo Jingyun's voice, Qingyun only felt cold all over. This sound is so terrible.

She never escaped from Huo Jingyun's palm.

Qingyun's escape this time ended in failure.

She was taken back to the palace and still locked in Wangyou Palace.

Huo Jingyun did not punish them, did not even ask, and did not come to her room.

He used so many people to find her, and now that he was so calm, Qing Yun's heart began to feel uneasy.

However, the number of guards at the door has increased. The guards guarding Wangshou Palace now know how powerful the master is in this palace. When they are on duty, they all have a twelve-point spirit, and they immediately hold their breath with the slightest disturbance to avoid being counted.

It is said that the four guards who were stunned by Qingyun last time have each been rewarded with forty boards.

On the third day when Qingyun returned to the palace, there was a heavy snowfall outside, and the goose feathers fluttered, covering all traces.

Qingyun sighed for such a beautiful scenery, but he could not appreciate it.

When it was almost time for lunch, a servant named Yang Qing came over to invite Qingyun: "Princess, the emperor invites the princess to eat at Mingguang Hall at noon."

Mingguang Palace has always been the place where the emperor banqueted all the ministers. Qingyun thought that it might be Huo Jingyun's minister today, so he said to Yang Qing, "I am not feeling well today, so I won't go there."

Yang Qing said: "The emperor said, this time I also invited the family members of King Rui, Bai Shangshu's family and many people who are familiar with the princess, please go there..."

"I see, I will participate on time." Qingyun replied.

Why did Huo Jingyun invite these people to dinner? What is his peace? What is he going to do?

Qingyun refreshed briefly, and changed to a light purple embroidered Luo Fu, embroidered with yellow honeysuckle, delicately lingering. Moonwhite soft satin pleated skirt, with a diagonal hairpin and an emerald hairpin on the hair, a strand of silver tassels hanging thinly, and a bead hanging on the temple.

Qingyun hasn't used her makeup for a long time. She wants to see Pearl and Yu Rong in a good state. At this time, everyone can't collapse.

After finishing packing, she took the small well to Mingguang Hall.

She saw several rows of guards standing at the door of Mingguang Hall from a long distance.

The door of Mingguang Hall was closed tightly.

Qingyun walked over and saw Zhang Shan and Meng Chai standing at the door.

"Princess." Meng Chai called Qingyun in a low voice, Qingyun did not agree, nor looked at him.

He used to be the person Huo Jingyun inserted next to her. She used to trust him that way.