Dressed as a short-lived cannon fodder

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Seeing Princess Zhaoyang like this, Xie Fushu's heart relaxed again.She talked about the illnesses and pains that the common people encountered, and also talked about the scenery outside the capital. Princess Zhaoyang listened with gusto, nodding her head from time to time, her eyes sparkling, as if yearning.In fact, there are many things that Xie Fushu has not verified, but only from ancient books.Seeing Princess Zhaoyang being so serious, she felt a little embarrassed.She smiled shyly and said, "If given the chance, I'd still like to travel all over famous mountains and great rivers."

Princess Zhaoyang also chuckled, she tilted her head to look at Xie Fushu, and even reached out and brushed off a leaf on her arm.

Xie Fushu didn't expect Zhaoyang to act like this, but Princess Zhaoyang's expression was calm, as if she did it casually, Xie Fushu's little embarrassment disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Natural ambition." Princess Zhaoyang asked slowly, "Is it just the future husband's family agrees?"

Xie Fushu: "..." She really didn't know how Princess Zhaoyang thought of this.Yuan Biwu and the others like to joke, why is the princess like this?One or two, is it an appointment?She has already returned to the Hou Mansion, so naturally she cannot decide on this matter of marriage by herself.She just wanted to be fully prepared before being "sold".In the original book, as a vicious female supporting role, she naturally wanted to rob the heroine, but now that it was replaced by her, this line could not go on.

After a long time, she responded: "The order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker."

Zhaoyang glanced lightly at Xie Fushu, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is that so?" She didn't think that the person in front of her had no opinion and would follow Ding Yonghou's orders.

"What kind of man does the second girl like?" Zhaoyang asked again.

Is this topic endless?Xie Fushu slandered.She straightened her body and said in a solemn voice: "Girls in the boudoir, don't talk about outsiders."

Princess Zhaoyang: "..." Even Yaoqin could see through the blunt tone and unreal eyes, let alone Zhaoyang.She sneered, and murmured: "That's all." She hid the bit of unbearable look in her eyes.

"There are assassins!"

Suddenly, a sharp and piercing shout pierced the eardrum.

Xie Fushu's expression changed suddenly, the girl who was standing on one side suddenly stepped forward, protecting Princess Zhaoyang behind her.The group of assassins moved very quickly, and as soon as the voice fell, they had already broken into the back mountain.Princess Zhaoyang is practicing in Yuanhe Temple, and there are no shortage of guards around.This temple is not accessible to casual people, especially the back mountain is a forbidden area.But now the assassins have broken in, and they are fighting with Princess Zhaoyang's guards.

"Princess, let's go!" Yaoqin whispered.They escorted Princess Zhaoyang to the other side.Xie Fushu had no choice but to follow Zhaoyang closely at this moment, holding his sleeves tightly.

The assassins were clearly organized and planned.

"Princess, I don't know who has transferred most of the guards here!" Yaoqin's voice was a little anxious.

The situation of the battle seemed to be overturned by the assassins. The guards could not stop all the assassins, and three people flew towards them.Both Yaoqin and Jinse were tripped by the assassin.Xie Fushu's complexion turned pale slightly, she glanced back at those vicious assassins, and took a deep breath.Hastily, she sprinkled a bag of powder, grabbed Princess Zhaoyang and ran forward quickly.

The assassin obviously laid an ambush early on. Who are the suspicious people in this temple?Who arranged for the assassins?Princess Zhaoyang's whereabouts are uncertain, sometimes in the palace, sometimes at Yuanhe Temple, how do they know that Princess Zhaoyang is here today?Xie Fushu was thinking while running.A depressive cough sounded in his ears, Xie Fushu looked back, and saw that Princess Zhaoyang's complexion was pale and her breathing was short of breath.She cursed secretly in her heart, and directly exchanged her chivalry points for an emergency pill at the Ten Thousand Worlds Hall.I have worked so hard to survive, and once I return to the pre-liberation.Xie Fushu felt pain in her heart, but she couldn't care about other things at this time, she turned around and stuffed a medicine into Zhaoyang's mouth, carried her on her back and continued to run forward.

She had practiced the mental method attached to "Taisu Nine Needles" earlier, although she could not single out the assassin, her physical fitness has improved a lot.

The dress was cut by thorns, Xie Fushu didn't care about his embarrassed appearance, he hid in a small cave and breathed a sigh of relief.She held her breath, covered Zhaoyang's lips with her hand, and quietly poked out, seeing no one chasing her, she let go of her suspended heart.

"Sorry." She muttered in a low voice, avoiding Zhaoyang's sight.

"I'm the one who got you in trouble." Zhaoyang shook her head, her body recovered, and she no longer felt the pain of suffocation and ants. "That group of people came after me." Zhaoyang's eyes were dark like ink, and his complexion was gloomy. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"Who has the skills to arrange assassins in Yuanhe Temple?" Xie Fushu asked casually.

But before Princess Zhaoyang could speak, she came back to her senses.Immortals fight, mortals suffer, who can be like this?Guessing and guessing, they are all from the palace.

"I know my physical condition, I have been poisoned." Princess Zhaoyang said suddenly.It's a secret among the royal family.She stared at Xie Fushu closely, and continued, "When my mother was pregnant with me, she was poisoned after eating a bowl of lotus seed soup in the imperial study. It was originally for my father."

Xie Fushu's heart skipped a beat at the faint words.