Bai Yueguang, who became regent after rebirth

Chapter 123 Assassination
"Isn't that the second sister?"

At this moment, Feng Xinlan sharply noticed a beautiful white landscape in the distance.

It's not that she has good eyesight, but that her second sister's body is so eye-catching that she can be recognized at a glance.

"Ah."

Zhan Wenjiang's mind was completely occupied by Feng Xinlan in front of him. After casting a miserly glance, he responded and quickly looked away.

"Who's next to her?"

Feng Xinlan poked her head in doubt, and as soon as she finished speaking, the unique light of the silver mask shot over.

"Young Master Ping?"

"Isn't it unclear?"

Zhan Wenjiang said indifferently, his expression was as usual, only the dark eyes were filled with unknown emotions.

"My eyes are shining."

Feng Xinlan rubbed her eyes lightly, with tears in her eyes.

Zhan Wenjiang paused for a moment, took away the hand that rubbed her eyes, held it in his hand, and gently controlled her face with one hand, carefully checking for bloodshots.

"Don't rub it with your hands, it's dirty."

"Good third brother."

Feng Xinlan obediently didn't struggle, and let him check the injury for her.

"fine."

Zhan Wenjiang felt the soft touch in his hand, and at this moment, the girl's breath was on the tip of his nose. He felt an unspeakable feeling in his heart. He put down her hand, an unknown emotion flashed in his eyes, and his lips moved. But no words came out.

"That's good."

Feng Xinlan let out a sigh of relief, afraid that she would be so blind.

"Third brother..."

"what!"

Feng Xinlan's voice was accompanied by screams from a distance. The two followed the sound and saw a few masked men in black with sharp knives in their hands. Immediately, he climbed onto Zhan Wenjiang's arm and held on tightly.

Zhanwen glanced down at the bright white on the black brocade robe, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his hand to hold Feng Xinlan's hand, and wrapped her waist into his arms with the other hand, patting her gently. Her back, soothing her, beckoning her not to be afraid.

Feng Xinlan's face was pressed against his chest, listening to the strong heartbeat, feeling the warmth from his broad arms, her heart gradually calmed down, and then she boldly exposed half of her head to check the battle situation in the distance .

I saw these men in black running straight in Feng Suilan's direction, or more accurately, running straight towards the masked man beside Feng Suilan.

"Traitor! Take your life!"

A violent roar resounded through the sky, and a man in black brandished a knife in his hand and ran towards them.

The masked man still kept his original posture, shaking his folding fan lightly, as if the one running towards him was not a killer, but a friend who came to greet him.

"Ping... Mr. Ping..."

Feng Suilan's legs were shaking like chaff, she looked dumbfounded by fright, her face was pale, and she grabbed the corner of his sleeve with a trembling voice.

"No problem, don't worry."

Hearing this, Feng Suilan was not comforted, knowing that when the man in black rushed to the front door, a group of guards with swords appeared from nowhere, holding up their swords to stop the man in black, and surrounded the man in black In the center, the scene suddenly became chaotic. People kept screaming and fell into a pool of blood. The smell of blood spread in the air. The strong smell of blood stimulated Feng Xinlan's sense of smell. Her face turned pale suddenly, and a feeling of nausea surged come up.

"Well……"

Feng Xinlan couldn't hold back, and retched, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were closed, and her brows were furrowed, as if she was in great pain.

Feng Suilan, who was squatting on the ground, covering her mouth and retching, suddenly saw a boy in gray clothes not far away, staring angrily at him from the corner of her eyes. The hand hidden under the sleeve was slightly exposed, and the dagger with a little coldness had already passed. He held it in his hand, waiting for an opportunity to act.

It's a knife!

Feng Suilan's mind went blank for a moment, and her eyes fell on the scene of the fight not far away. Several men in black were fighting inseparably with the guards who fell from the sky, and even faintly seemed to be at a disadvantage. Waving his fan on the sidelines and watching coldly, it seems that everything in front of him has nothing to do with him.

Biting her lower lip lightly, Feng Suilan made a decision in her heart. Seeing the boy rushing over with a loud shout, she quickly got up, flew forward, and threw herself on the masked man.

"Be careful, son!"

Accompanied by her sound was the sound of the dagger cutting through the cloth and piercing into the flesh.

With a sound of "噗嗤", the dagger pierced through her shoulder, and a drop of blood flowed out from the wound, smearing on her clothes.

"Miss Feng! Come, call the doctor, call the doctor quickly!"

After a moment of panic, a maid ran out soon, and the assassin was subdued, and fell to his knees on the ground, but he still looked ferocious, glaring at the masked man fiercely, wishing he could tear him apart.

"Who are you? Dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head?"

Looking at the boy's expression, Feng Xinlan guessed in his heart that this person probably had a grudge against the masked man.

"We're here to avenge you."

The little servant snorted coldly, and was kicked by the attendant on him after he finished speaking, and fell to the ground mercilessly.

"Who are you? Why are you seeking revenge on me?"

"You killed my young master! I want your life!"

"My lord! Come help me! Are you alright, Your Highness King Pingyang!?"

A loud shout came from outside the door, and then the door was pushed open forcefully, and a group of guards rushed in, surrounding the masked man and Feng Xinlan.

"Save people first."

King Pingyang hugged the pale and crumbling Feng Suilan, and gave orders to the guards behind him.

"Yes, my lord!"

All the guards agreed in unison, and carefully carried out Feng Suilan whose back was covered in blood.

Feng Suilan naturally also heard the "Prince", her eyes lit up, she realized that she had saved the wrong person, she was secretly happy in her heart, she didn't show it, she only cried out in pain with a pale face.

"Hey, isn't this the servant of the Su family?"

At this moment, a surprised voice came from the crowd.

"Yes, it's the servant of the Su family!"

The city lord of Su City, who arrived belatedly, looked at the mess on the scene in shock, and his face became gloomy.

"Hmph, how courageous!"

King Pingyang took off the vest logically and said coldly.

"Wow~"

Feng Xinlan watched from a distance and exclaimed in a low voice.

"Regret?"

Zhan Wenjiang's eyes were dim, and he looked at her with unkindness. It seemed that if she just said "yes", it would make her truly understand what regret is.

"Huh? He's not as good as the third brother!"

Feng Xinlan was puzzled because she didn't know, but it didn't affect her flattering of Zhan Wenjiang.

In her opinion, the king of Pingyang is completely inferior to the future regent of their family.

Oh, no, it's the future champion.

"Ah."

Zhan Wenjiang half-closed his eyes and expressed his satisfaction with her words slightly.

(End of this chapter)