Zhu Lan is dead

It is night, and the night is invading frost.

"Ma'am, that person doesn't seem to be..." Zhangtoushumu stood aside and narrated the matter completely.

"It seems?" Lin Cijing frowned, "Is it true or not?"

Remembering that he was almost chopped with an ax by that boy on the hillside, Roe-headed Mouse was still in palpitations, and nodded, "The villain confirmed it, it is indeed... not."

"..." Lin Cijing was silent, as if in deep thought.

"Forget it, you go down first!" Baosheng walked over, and said after the roe-headed mouse went out: "Ma'am, since he said no, it must be no, Ye Zexu doesn't know martial arts, how can he be so capable! "

"Then who is he?" Lin Cijing couldn't help feeling annoyed when he thought of the young man's life.

"It's a trouble after all, why don't I help you get rid of it?" A low voice sounded like the sound of a sinking bell striking a chime, and a slender and tall figure slowly walked from the shadows. The man came over and put his hand on Lin Cijing's shoulder.

"Remove? Your bloodthirsty look hasn't changed after all these years?"

Lin Cijing brushed off the man's hand on his shoulder, but the next moment he was completely wrapped in his arms, the warm breath sprayed on his neck, Lin Cijing couldn't struggle and simply followed him, his big hand was completely inserted Entering the skirt, the man's voice was a little hoarse, "I'm gentle, how can I be considered bloodthirsty, Ci Jing, you have guarded yourself like a jade for so many years, anyway, it is for me, how about..."

"Enough!" Lin Cijing opened the man's hand displeased, "Who do you think you are?"

"Could it be that you are doing it for Yu Changqi?" The man smiled and said, "He won't touch you, don't even think about it!"

Lin Cijing's face was serious, "Now is the time to talk about this kind of thing?"

"Okay, okay, if you don't say it, don't say it!" The man let go of Lin Cijing and stood up, "I'll go test him tonight."

"Testing? What are you going to test him for?"

"Just to see if he has martial arts. Besides, didn't you say that I am bloodthirsty? In order to show my gentle side, I will not kill tonight!" revealed.

"Tomorrow there will be a riding and archery ceremony in the palace, and the day after tomorrow will be the moon eve banquet. Zhou Lixiao specially set up a riding and archery ceremony for Zhou Liandi to ask her to study the new son-in-law. If you go tomorrow, you will definitely bring that person with you. I can order someone to make it. An accident, right in front of Yu Changqi's eyes, took his life!"

"Then what if the prince doesn't bring it?"

"Wouldn't that be easier?" The man smiled slightly, "Just do it!"

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Just as Ye Fan closed his eyelids, there was a sudden knock on the door. Now that the autumn wind is blowing outside the court and the chill is piercing, who will come at night?

However, thinking of the accident last night, Ye Fan planned to wait and see what happened and ignore it. After the knock on the door, there was a silence in the house, and dead branches and leaves would blow past the thin window paper from time to time, hitting the window lattice and creaking, like It was the scratching sound of an unknown monster in the dark night.

Ye Fan was upset when he heard it, but just turned over, the knock on the door rang again, and he went back and forth five or six times intermittently during this period. But Ye Fan was so dull that he was about to fall asleep.

After three breaths of knocking on the door, the deadly atmosphere returned again.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed past, and there seemed to be the sound of weapons dissipating in his ears. Ye Fan was a little startled, almost instantly jumped up and quickly flashed to the door, and the next moment the window was broken open intact, A figure rushed towards Ye Fanji without leaving any traces, and a sharp cold light rushed towards him, almost cutting his throat!

At this moment, the chilling atmosphere was overwhelming like a flood that burst a bank. Ye Fan's face turned cold, and he stretched out his hand to caress his wrist, only touching a wet trace, but the man over there stretched out his hand to remove the wound wrapped around the sharp weapon. Yinsi sneered and said, "The response is good, but it's a pity that it's still far behind!"

Before the words fell, the man attacked again. This time the attack was like the wind, obviously more violent than the last time. Ye Fan hid sideways, but did not fight back. Although he couldn't figure out what weapon the opponent was using, but from his Judging from the speed and strength of each approach, it should be a short soldier similar to a wolf's claw.

Moreover, the opponent's strength is also very good, and he can always easily cut the silver thread between his fingers. If he just attacks blindly, it is tantamount to exposing his own shortcomings at a glance. Now he can only find a suitable one. Timing lures out the opponent's empty door.

It's just that when Ye Fan retreated to the edge of the table, he suddenly bent down and dodged from below. When the opponent's blow was empty and ready to shoot, the man seemed to have expected his thoughts and deliberately exposed his shortcomings. When he approached, he directly swept his leg However, Ye Fan was hit hard by his knee on his left shoulder. Before he could catch his breath, the cold light came again. There was a notch on the wooden table leg behind him.

The voice was so ear-piercing that Ye Fan's scalp felt numb when he heard it. He believed that the other party hadn't used all his strength just now, otherwise he and that table would definitely fall apart in the next moment.

In the dark, he couldn't see the opponent's appearance clearly, but according to his figure, he was definitely a strong man who surpassed him in strength, and the next moment was exactly as Ye Fan expected.

Under the unavoidable situation, the man suddenly put away the sharp weapon and pressed his whole body on the table, like a lamb to be slaughtered, his arms were cut behind his back, and a deep voice sounded above his head , "Now I'm a little curious about what kind of person you are?"

With a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Fanji. He was very curious about the origin of this young man. Ordinary people would be defeated by him with at most three moves, but this young man was defeated in just a short time. In a few cups of tea room, I can't deal with him more than ten times.

"I heard that you are Yu Changqi's baby boy, but no one will have a martial arts boy with him? Could it be that your prince likes unusual things and likes to be tough?" The man bent down and stared at Ye Fan turned his face slightly, and said in a mocking tone: "I don't know you guys...who goes up and who goes down?"

Ye Fan closed his eyes, originally wanted to say something, you are a ghost, I am not yet full of weak crowns, thinking about it, I felt weird, so I simply didn't bother to pay attention to the other party's inquiry.

It's just that the man seems to hate others ignoring him. After a while, the air was quiet, and the man's voice was slightly angry, "Huh? What do I want to ask you?"

Seeing that Ye Fan still didn't respond, the man suddenly grabbed his wrist, pressed his shoulders and exerted a sudden force, as if his skin was about to be torn apart, Ye Fan endured and finally couldn't help sobbing, The cold sweat fell instantly, he clenched his teeth, and a layer of blood seemed to be drawn from the corners of his lips.

Once again, the suppression from his strength made him a little discouraged. This was because he was defeated by others for the second time outside of the competition with that man!

It's just that after a while, he might really be a useless person. At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the man's movements suddenly stopped. Wuxin didn't want to spend any more time with him, and quickly dodged and walked out of the window.

"Huh..." Ye Fan got up slowly, but before he had time to use his strength, he knelt down on the ground unexpectedly. The pain of his knees burned his nerves. He gritted his teeth and supported his soon-to-be broken right arm again. Stand up again.

The silk thread entwined between the fingers slackened like a taut zither string the moment the door opened. The person outside the door was completely cold, and his brows and eyes were inexplicably bright against the dim starlight in the sky. Ye Fan almost relaxed quietly. In one breath, he opened the door and welcomed the person in.

"My lord is staying up so late, why are you here?" Ye Fan lit the candle oil, and the light instantly filled the room. While saying this, he looked around quietly for a while, and found that there was no fighting in the room at all. The man didn't seem to want to reveal his existence, so he tried his best to grasp the strength of each shot and would not leave any traces, except for the notch on the table leg.

Yu Changqi watched him take out a bottle in his hand, "This is Jinchuang plaster, which is used for wounded patients. I wonder if it hurt you today?"

Ye Fan almost remembered that he was talking about ginger soup, and felt a little more unspeakable desire in his heart, but he was not burned, but thinking that Yu Changqi suddenly appeared in a critical moment and rescued him unknowingly One life, seeing him as if he was closer than his own grandfather at this time, so he smiled very gently, "So, thank you, my lord, for your concern!"

It's just that when he was about to take the Jinchuang plaster, he suddenly found that his left hand was injured, so he took it with his right hand. shake.

Yu Changqi looked at him and asked, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Ye Fan concealed a smile and said, "It's probably a stiff neck!"

"stiff neck?"

"Uh... no, it's sleep cramps, but it should be fine now..." As he said that, he planned to move his arm, pretending to be fine, but when he lifted it up the next moment, he suddenly felt like giving his arm to the whole body. The feeling of unloading.

As if there was a heavy backlog of lead weights, they fell down involuntarily, as if dislocated, Ye Fan gritted his teeth and remained silent for a while.

Yu Changqi looked at him without speaking, but the next moment he suddenly pulled him gently to the side of the bed, stretched out his hand to find the location of the contusion for him, and then slowly folded his sleeves, revealing his fair skin. Under the candlelight, a few bruises appeared, which seemed to be blood clots, but luckily they were not dislocated.

Yu Changqi took Jinchuang plaster and spread it on his fingers and kneaded it for him little by little. People who practice martial arts have never been serious, but his slender fingers are as soft as if soaked in spring water, although the strength is not very strong. It's in place, and it's far worse than his kneading legs and feet, but Ye Fan feels inexplicably comfortable...

Both of them were silent and didn't speak, but the silent atmosphere was not cold and embarrassing, but soft and warm like sunlight, but Ye Fan didn't speak because he didn't know what to say, after all, no one would sleep with his hands cramped until he was bruised and bruised Yes, and he still has some doubts that Yu Changqi probably saw something...

"You don't want to argue with Lin Cijing." Yu Changqi suddenly said something without beginning or end. Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, and he said again: "She did something wrong today, and I will compensate you on her behalf." It's a crime, but she is a woman, so don't be as knowledgeable as her."

It seems that Yu Changqi knew that Lin Cijing did it on purpose, so what happened tonight...

Ye Fanji suddenly felt inexplicably guilty, but at the same time he was inexplicably at a loss. It stands to reason that he should tell him about Lin Cijing's betrayal of Yu Changqi. After all, no man can tolerate the feeling of being betrayed by a woman. Chang Qi said this... This kind of non-concern tone, if he talks too much, as an outsider, he seems to be meddling in his own business!

Thinking about when his mind became so sensitive and he became considerate of others, Ye Fanji suddenly became agitated, "I won't!"

"En." Yu Changqi responded, and adjusted Ye Fanji's sleeves again, and when he was about to stand up, he said: "There will be a riding and shooting ceremony in the palace tomorrow, if your arm still hurts, don't... "

"I go with you!"

"..."

When these words were said, there was a kind of categorical meaning, both of them were startled, but Ye Fan regretted for a few moments and wanted to bite his mouth off!

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