Marriage on behalf of the weeping blood cold concubine

"What are you afraid of?"

Xuanyuan Yiyu looked at him who hesitated to speak and asked in a deep voice.

"The subordinates are afraid that the princess will be held hostage at this time, because this person's martial arts are very high, unlike what the princess did."

The figure who reported to Xuanyuan Qingtian was none other than the guard who had been following Xuanyuan Qingtian all the time. He looked at Xuanyuan Qingtian anxiously under the moonlight.

Those clear and bright eyes were shining brightly, staring at Xuanyuan Qingtian for a moment, meeting Xuanyuan Qingtian's scrutinizing eyes.

And the worry and anxiety in his words made Xuanyuan Qingtian raise an eyebrow involuntarily.

Because of what he said, Xuanyuan Qingtian also thought in his heart, because after his contact with Duanmu Minya, he also found that Duanmu Minya had no internal strength.

but……

At the same time, he also doubted, because even he might not have the strength and internal strength of the embroidery needle just now. If this person is Duanmu Minya's person, or Duanmu Minya herself, if she wants to hide her strength from them, then It is not impossible.

If Duanmu Minya is really the person who distributed this embroidery needle, then how powerful her martial arts should be.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Qingtian couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle, but in his heart, at this moment, he actually hoped that the person who embroidered needles was not Duanmu Minya, but Duanmu Minya's helper, and even the person who held Duanmu Minya hostage. Can.

"My lord, should we go and see?"

The guard was still worriedly looking in the direction of Duanmu Minya's bedroom. In his heart, he felt that the chance of the princess being held hostage was relatively high, but at the same time he also suspected that the person belonged to the princess.

But what made him feel even more impossible was that if Duanmu Minya really had such a helper, then what was she plotting?And why do you want to hide your strength?

God!It really made him think about it, but he couldn't think of it.

Not only he was suspicious, but Xuanyuan Qingtian and Xuanyuan Yiyu were also suspicious and puzzled, and they couldn't guess what Duanmu Minya was doing.

After a while, Xuanyuan Qingtian seemed to have made up his mind, as if Xuanyuan Yiyu and the guard were keeping a close eye on the princess's house to see if anyone came out, and he wanted to go in to have a look, if he didn't go in, he was worried, Can't solve his doubts.

"Knock knock." Xuanyuan Qingtian waved his hand to let Xuanyuan Yiyu and the others avoid them, and hid in the dark to observe, while he knocked vigorously on the courtyard door.

"Who is it? The princess has already fallen asleep, and I will report tomorrow if I have something to do."

From a small room next to the courtyard door came the impatient voice of a young servant. His vague voice could be known to have just been awakened from a deep sleep without listening carefully.

And his lazy and impatient voice made Xuanyuan Qingtian's cold and handsome face instantly sink, what's the use of such a concierge?

Even the most basic vigilance and protection cannot be done. At this time, he is asked to guard the door, and he is sleeping. If an assassin really comes in, will the assassin knock on the door to wake him up?

The assassin is not an idiot. He is not only a gatekeeper, but also a guard on duty at night. He should often patrol the vicinity. It seems that the servants in the palace are too loose and need to be rectified.

"Open the door!"

Xuanyuan Qingtian didn't talk much, just two simple words, but his unique cold voice made the servant inside run out of the small house in fright, and then several others The servant and the guard also rushed out of the small room.

Some of them were tying the belts of their coats while running, and some were still jumping and wearing their shoes. Looking at their flustered appearance and disheveled appearance, one could tell that they had just fallen asleep .

The heavy vermilion door opened slowly, and they stood apart on both sides anxiously, then knelt down together and kowtowed respectfully.

"The servant kowtows to the prince!"

A hat on one of the boy's heads rolled down from the top of his head.It seems that the one who was in a hurry just now didn't have time to go to jail.

The boy was so frightened that his face became paler than white paper. He shook his body, knelt there and kowtowed desperately, begging for mercy in panic.

"My lord spares my slaves, I won't dare anymore, my lord spares my life."

"Tomorrow you all go to receive thirty sticks, and your salary will be deducted for one month."

Xuanyuan Qingtian looked down at the messy boys in front of him, said coldly, then flicked his sleeves, walked in with head held high.

"My servant thanked the prince for not killing me." The servants immediately kowtowed happily, one of the servants quickly got up after kowtow, bowed his waist to salute Xuanyuan Qingtian, and quickly ran towards Duanmu Minya s room.

"The servant is reporting to the prince."

"Knock knock!"

"Miss Xia Jin, Miss Xiaoying, Miss Qiujuan, come and open the door, the prince is here to see the princess."

"Ah! Here we come, here we come." Xiaoying, who was in charge of the night duty, rushed out immediately.

Then the lights in the room were lit one after another, and after a while the hall was brightly lit, Xia Jin also hurriedly put on her coat and came out with Qiujuan.

"Slaves send greetings to the prince."

Xiaoying quickly welcomed Xuanyuan Qingtian in.

Xuanyuan Qingtian looked at Xia Jin and the three of them outside, a flash of alert starlight flashed in his deep eyes, why did Duanmu Minya's closest maids stay outside?

Is there no one left inside?

"The servant girl is going to report to the princess."

Xia Jin ordered Qiujuan to prepare hot tea when she was about to walk inside.

"No need, the king can go in by himself, you all retreat."

Xuanyuan Qingtian stretched out his long arms to stop Xia Jin from walking in. He waved his hand coldly, signaling them to retreat, and he went in by himself, then he flung his robe and walked in calmly.

The seemingly leisurely body is only known to him, he has already exercised his skills, and is ready to deal a fatal blow to anyone who comes at any time.

He carefully listened to the sounds in the bedroom, but there was no abnormal sound in the quiet bedroom. He slowly pushed open the closed carved wooden door, and looked into the bedroom with the light from outside.

The lavender curtains in the bedroom hang down from the roof, and the large black sandalwood bed can be vaguely seen inside.

The same light purple gauze curtain was hanging on the big bed. Looking from the gauze curtain, Duanmu Minya was sleeping deeply in front of her, and her slender figure was lying sideways on the big bed covered with a soft mattress.

Xuanyuan Qingtian's sharp eyes had quickly looked around the dormitory, but there was no one in it.

Except for Duanmu Minya, there was no one else inside, because he only felt Duanmu Minya's steady breathing alone, and he didn't feel anyone else.

Because Duanmu Minya doesn't like too much decoration, apart from the necessary bed, wardrobe and dressing cabinet, as well as the small round table and stool outside the curtain, and the reclining chair by the window, there are not too many things in a bedroom. So at a glance.