book of ten thousand words

Although it is in a small pavilion in the middle of the lake at night, it is still a carefully guarded palace after all.

Although the screams were not loud, in the heart of the silent lake, it was extremely frightening.

After a while, the guard armor in the distance rustled and came towards Biyi Pavilion with the sound of shouting.

"Hurry up, it's important to protect the prince." A jade-like clear male voice sounded in the distance.

It seemed as if I had heard it somewhere, but it was hard to immediately determine who it was.

My heart skipped a beat.

The prince frowned.

Perhaps there is some dissatisfaction: the crisis has passed, and you only realize it now, so why are you talking about protection or not?

...Hey, I don't know if he really thinks so.Just guessing.

"Who is the visitor? Why did you come up without authorization? Get back quickly!" the prince continued.

A group of people were rushing forward, they never expected that the prince would let them retreat at this moment.

Therefore, the person in the lead stopped suddenly.Before the people behind could react, they rushed forward again.

The formation immediately fell apart.

next.Everyone huddled together and wandered on the long bridge for a while before stopping.

Only then did a person who couldn't see his face come from behind and called softly, "My lord, it's me."

It's the one who just spoke.However, I still couldn't tell who this person was.

The prince was also a little confused and dissatisfied, snorted, and said, "Who are you?"

The old man bit the word "you" hard, and his brows frowned even tighter.

"It's Lin'er. How is everything going, my lord?" Mr. Lin said modestly, and gave his name.

It was dark, and everything in front of me was not very clear.Only the jade belt on his hat gleamed.People can't help not paying attention.The prince seemed to be just staring at the jade belt carefully.After a while, he paused and said, "It's all good."

all good?

What did the prince say?Where is it?

The man in black was still curled up beside him.It was silent.He probably passed out from the pain.But the bloodstains on the clothes were still expanding rapidly.It hurts just to think about it.I gasped involuntarily, and my heart ached like I was being pulled.The prince continued calmly, "It's all good, all is good. I'm drinking with Miss Chuange. When I'm drunk, I'll play with a big knife for a while. Let the little girl see the hero's skills. It's inevitable that the noise will become louder... ...It's all right. Just let everyone go."

When he spoke, the old man remained motionless, and his voice was as level as a mirror, calm and calm.

I could hardly believe my ears: what the hell is going on?Although the sword didn't hurt the vitals, but after all, the golden armor was broken, so it is no doubt that the old man was injured.Not to mention breaking off an assassin's arm, even showing his head to the public should be right, let alone a long-standing enemy that the imperial court wants to get rid of?

It's unreasonable for the prince to do this, isn't it?I thought, could it be, is he trying to protect Li Zicheng?

But I also feel that this does not make sense at all.

Back then, in order to get rid of this person, the old man hunted down most of China in broad daylight.Now that this is already the case, why do we need to be so benevolent today?

Think left and right, the more you think, the more confused you become.

However, although I couldn't figure out what the Lord was thinking, seeing Mr. Ying Lin still standing still, I already understood, so I tried my best to stabilize my soul, took a few steps forward, and walked out of the pavilion to salute.

Said: "Master Wanfu, a maidservant can't be on duty. I haven't seen the prince's demeanor just now. I saw the master's swords are so popular. Seeing that the swords almost flew on me, I lost the rules and broke the wine cup by accident. That's when I cried out. I didn't expect to startle everyone, so damn it!"

As he spoke, he held up his bloody hand for him to see.

……

Although the blood is not mine, it looks very realistic in the dark.Nothing to worry about.

For no reason, it made me a little uncomfortable to let people just look at my hands like this.

Unexpectedly, the uncomfortable feeling is still behind.

Before the last sentence was finished, a bloody hand was quietly held by him.

The two of us are close, and the front and back are well covered by our two bodies.

So this quiet grip is only known by heaven, earth, me, and others.

My brain suddenly had a fusion reaction: I have grown to such a size, but no one has ever held my hand.He, he, he, how could he do this!

"Miss Chuange...is the injury serious?"

Mr. Lin's eyes were piercing, like the bright moonlight on a full moon night.

So beautiful, yet so disturbing.

I quickly pulled my hand back, lest he see that it was not actually my blood.

I am even more afraid that he will touch my hand again.

"A little flesh injury, it's not a problem. I'm so tired of my son's pregnancy." I lowered my head and blushed.

As he spoke, he quietly backed away, which naturally meant to stay away from him.

Mr. Lin looked at my face: "Girl's hands, you need to take good care of them. If there are scars, it won't look good." His eyes are still as bright as snow, and there is nowhere to hide.I was being forced by him to feel unsteady when the lord suddenly called out to his nephew with a voice like a bell, "The others can retreat as much as they want. Lin'er, since you are here, why don't you come in and have a drink with me?"

The son agreed and let go of my hand.Turning around, he said, "Everyone back off, go ashore and listen to orders."

Everyone backed away and went to the shore to listen to the order.

The young master waited for everyone to retreat, then slowly closed his eyes, and walked forward with confidence.But how could he have expected that there was a blood man hiding in the pavilion?I watched him come up slowly, greet each other, and sit down slowly.

He looked aside.

There is already a black and wet puddle, which has flowed around the stool.

Mr. Lin suddenly felt sticky under his feet.

Looking again, the shoes are actually wet.

He lowered his head and looked at it unpreparedly, then his face changed, "What is this?"

As he spoke, he moved closer.

"It's blood." The prince said in a flat tone with his usual expression.

Mr. Lin was startled. "Whose blood is this?"

"The blood of the person who wanted to kill me." The prince's tone was still the same as before.

"There's an assassin!" Mr. Lin called out, and he saw the fainted man in the corner.

The prince stopped drinking: "What are you shouting about! Be careful to let people hear you."

The young master said, "Hey, I won't shout anymore." The body was still sitting steadily, but a thin layer of sweat broke out on the head.

The prince didn't speak, just looked at Mr. Lin quietly.After a while, he snorted, "You just ask Chuan Ge three or four questions, but you never thought of asking me!"

...Ah, I suddenly remembered the fact that he was stabbed just now.Take a closer look.It turned out that the golden armor had been torn, revealing the inner garment.The strands were already soaked in blood.I don't know why, but I felt a little distressed for no reason, and for a while, I forgot about the dignity and inferiority, and ran forward.

"If Master doesn't come to see me in the pavilion today, maybe this disaster won't happen." I said.After finishing speaking, I was taken aback: What is my identity, Jin Chuange? Is it worthy of talking to the prince like this?The prince himself was also taken aback, but he was not angry.On the contrary, the voice was actually much softer. "You should think so. If it wasn't for meeting me, I would never have left the building and came here without changing my outfit."

"My lord!" I yelled, feeling a little moved for no reason.

He waved his hand, "Listen to me. But if you don't bring all these, I'm afraid you can't just get some minor injuries and end up."

"Is it really a small injury?" I was still a little worried.

The prince smiled, "It's really a small injury, a flesh injury."

I remembered what I said just now, and I couldn't help but smile.

The prince nodded, and said again: "So, I should thank you." After finishing speaking, he patted my head.

Then he tore off the golden armor and took out an emerald moon holding bottle from his bosom.

The bottle is green all over, it is small and small, it looks very delicate.

However, it is naturally very inconsistent with this bloody scene.

I couldn't hold back my curiosity anymore, and asked, "Master, what is your treasure here?"

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