The protagonist wants to steal my script again

"Compared to me, His Highness may be more concerned about his own safety."

After saying this, An Minghui suddenly raised his hand and flicked his sleeves to sweep away a hidden arrow flying from the side, and then grabbed Lu Tingshen, and quickly led him to dodge behind the pillar.

What happened suddenly, Lu Tingshen didn't even have time to let go of the hand holding An Minghui's skirt, and staggered and bumped into An Minghui's chest unexpectedly. Through the thin fabric, he could easily feel the warmth and warmth from another person. The arc of the man's chest.

But soon he came to his senses, stood up calmly, pulled out a hidden soft sword from his belt, and laughed softly: "It seems that my good fourth brother can't hold back anymore, This temper is a little hasty."

This completely expected appearance made An Minghui realize that Lu Tingshen had known about such an event a long time ago, and maybe even this was pushed by the other party himself.

Noticing An Minghui's eyes, Lu Tingshen nodded without hesitation, and whispered in his ear with a breathy voice: "It was I who recruited the imperial physician who examined the imperial father, and asked him to tell the fourth brother that the imperial father had passed away." It's the end of the crossbow, and it won't survive half a month at most. In this way, the dog who is cornered will naturally jump over this wall."

"However, you and I are also trapped in this wall with the dog." An Minghui told the truth helplessly. After all, this sudden attack was Lu Tingshen's impromptu idea, and even though he had made arrangements in advance, he did not bring it here Come on, "Isn't it self-defeating?"

Lu Tingshen didn't feel flustered, but showed an ambiguous smile with ease, lowered his head and rubbed against An Minghui's shoulder, and said coquettishly with a smiley voice: "Don't be so indifferent, I'm now Are you not willing to help me when I am in jail, my dear brother An?"

"You're too conceited and too careless." Saying this, An Minghui used his toes to pick up the guqin that had fallen by his feet, and used the body of the qin as a shield to block the arrows flying from the side. At the same time, he quickly moved to the window, lifted He knocked down the first assassin who broke through the window and broke into the palace, and snatched the sword from the opponent's waist. "At any time, it is always the worst policy to take risks."

"Don't get entangled with them, find a gap and leave."

Lu Tingshen tilted his head slightly, looking at the figure holding the sword in front of him, the smile on his face involuntarily deepened, and at the same time he said with interest: "You don't seem very happy."

Raising his hand and slashing the throat of an assassin with a sword, An Minghui still turned his back to him, and replied without turning his head: "Being in love and reason, in public or private, I will not let His Highness make any mistakes. But if His Highness always maintains this attitude, there is no need for you and me to have any further friendship."

"But you don't talk like that to your good master, but you obey." Lu Ting sighed deeply, sideways dodged the sword blade that was attacking him, counterattacked and killed the assassin, but his eyes were still fixed on An Ming With a gloomy back, looking at the thin light-colored skirt that was stained with blood, "If your master becomes me, will you treat me like that?"

"I've never had a master, and I don't know what His Highness is talking about."

It is clear that just now the kiss was so inseparable, but now he suddenly changed into such an indifferent attitude.

Even when dealing with those annoying assassins, Lu Tingshen was a little absent-minded, thinking about how to make this piece of pastry that he had coveted for a long time fall into the trap.

They tried to get out of the palace, but they were still blocked by the assassins, and they were in a situation where they could not advance or retreat. Lu Tingshen still looked calm and composed: "After a while, the guards in the palace will almost arrive, no need Fight to the death with them."

As soon as the words fell, An Minghui reached out and grabbed Lu Tingshen's arm, and suddenly pulled the person in his direction, leading the person to avoid the arrow that flew from behind diagonally, but he couldn't dodge it in time. His arm was scratched by the blade that hit him, and he let out a muffled grunt.

The pain of being pierced only lasted for a short period of time, and then the numbness in his arm really gave An Minghui a headache. He did not let go of Lu Tingshen's hand, and reminded him in a deep voice: " There is poison on the sword."

And what can be used in this kind of occasion must be highly poisonous, no wonder the effect is so fast.

Hearing this, Lu Tingshen himself didn't know why there was a sense of panic in his heart, he almost subconsciously held down An Minghui's arm, even though he couldn't spare time to check the wound under this situation, he still said sharply: " Adjust your breath, don't be lucky anymore."

So far no reinforcements have arrived, one or two are trash, and he will strictly rectify after this incident is over.

When his men finally arrived, even Lu Tingshen was already in a state of embarrassment. He supported An Minghui, who was already standing unsteadily, with one hand, and stood there with a sword in his hand. While adjusting his breathing, he watched the assassins being killed Subdue, waited until the last assassin was pierced by an arrow, and then impatiently raised his voice to order: "Quickly send the imperial doctor!"

Now that the assassin has been dealt with, Lu Tingshen didn't change the place at all, and directly asked the imperial doctor to come to this side hall. He supported An Minghui to rest on the soft bed beside him, his movements were gentle, but his tone was very stern: "Raise your spirits, Don't fall asleep, or don't blame me for punishing you."

It can be said to be very unreasonable.

An Minghui's mind was already groggy, but after hearing such a sentence, he still couldn't help laughing out, but that pale, blood-stained face looked even more fragile and pitiful, he whispered: "I don't know Your Highness What are you going to punish me for?"

Lu Ting replied without hesitation: "It's a crime to seduce people."

An Minghui only felt that he almost didn't come up in one breath: "..."

With such an action, when he lost consciousness, he didn't know whether he fainted because of poisoning or was fainted by Lu Ting's deep anger.

***

Lu Tingshen had already figured it out, if the imperial doctor who came to see An Minghui couldn't cure the poison, he would just find a crime and put the quack doctor into the sky prison, and after a few years, he would be pulled out and executed.

Fortunately, although the poison is strong, it is not difficult to cure, and the wound is not deep if treated in time. Taking a second look at Mr. An, who was still wearing a skirt, he left quickly after leaving the doctor's order.

After such a short period of time, enough news has reached his father. There is no need for him to intervene in the matter of the assassin. Since his fourth brother dares to take this step, he is destined to be eliminated from this battle for succession up.

After all, it was to save his injuries. If he took this opportunity to keep An Minghui in the palace for a night, it would not attract attention, but Mr. An, who brought him here, might not sleep well overnight. The other Mr. An who should stay in the An Mansion now, probably won't be too stable.

Thinking of this, Lu Ting couldn't help but raised an interesting smile, raised his hand to summon an attendant, and ordered: "Go and tell Mr. An on my behalf. Mr. An was injured to save this palace. After the dinner, I will personally send Mr. An back to the mansion with Mr. An, and let Mr. An rest here for the time being."

With such an idea in mind, he deliberately did not change the skirt that had been scratched in several places for An Minghui, but only took off his outer shirt to cover the other person to avoid catching cold.

He wanted to see what kind of thoughts this An family, this Xiang, and Mr. An had in mind.

He grandiosely occupied what he was looking for, not to mention it, but also put it in front of his eyes to make him displeased.Let's just go to watch it for fun today, and find a few excuses in the future, and kill them all.

That night Lu Tingshen said that he wanted to send the man back to the mansion in person, but he really carried the man out of the palace gate, onto the sedan chair, and carried him down when he arrived at An Mansion. With a nonchalant smile, he insisted on sending the person back to the room in person to express his apology.

Seeing that An Xiang, who has always been good at restraining his expression in court, was sweating on his forehead due to his actions, Lu Tingshen thought it was ridiculous in his heart, and calmly carried An Minghui into the room.

After entering the room, he first glanced at the screen placed in the bedroom, and then calmly hugged An Minghui and let him lie down on the bed in the inner room. During this time, he glanced at the screen calmly, I wanted to sneer a bit, but I held back.

Afterwards, he didn't do anything else, he just turned around and left the bedroom, and said loudly to An Xiang who was waiting at the door: "Today is my negligence, and I feel really guilty for hurting Mr. An, and I will definitely repay the love I promised today. I will definitely give Mr. An an account of what happened at the birthday banquet today, so that no one will humiliate him for nothing."

Before the words fell, Lu Tingshen heard a loud sound from the bedroom behind him as something was smashed on the ground. He suppressed the tendency of the corners of his mouth to rise, and pretended to be worried: "Mr. An woke up? Then I should go in the palace Take a look."

Using this pretext to tease An Xiang again, Lu Tingshen finally withdrew his hand and nodded understandingly: "Alright, then let Mr. An have a good rest, and I will visit you later."

After all, he didn't deliberately find any other excuses, turned around and left An Mansion with his attendants, thinking along the way:

This female compatriot looks almost exactly the same, but I don't know why there is such a big gap inside.The one who was away on weekdays seemed almost useless to him, not interesting enough, not considerate enough, probably only those eyes were left to satisfy him from the beginning to the end.

But once there is a contrast, even those eyes seem a little less unique.

Speaking of which, he was really curious, what kind of mood is the other Mr. An hiding behind the screen at the moment?

It's a pity that I can't see it with my own eyes.

The author has something to say: The villain teaching in Teacher An’s small classroom

Teacher An (knocking on the blackboard): When meeting the protagonist for the first time, be polite, greet the protagonist with a smile, and be friends with the protagonist

Student (taking notes): Then what?

Teacher An: And when the protagonist is messing around, stop it in time, don't let the protagonist kill people randomly, but don't speak too harshly, it's better to be gentle and tactful, don't make the protagonist cry

Today's observer Lu Hunjun (memories): When we first met An Qing, he always had a smile on his face and spoke softly. Usually, after we, the protagonists, have seen that appearance, we almost think about what our children should do after helping the villains destroy the world. what's your name

Student: ...? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?