Quickly wear: Your Highness is too clingy

Chapter 156 My husband is very virtuous 29
The fries with ketchup were great, but the little bird's stomach cloud couldn't finish it after only a third of it.

Once the feeling of fullness rises, people cannot get pleasure from food.

Yun could only give up.

Seeing that she was fine and unaffected by the cruise incident, Su Heng was relieved a little. He said in a soft voice, "If you are tired, please take a rest. I will be in the yard."

He closed the door and sat in the courtyard to ensure that everything around him was within his sight, guarding her silently.

Su Heng actually knew that it was almost impossible for those people to come and continue the assassination at this point, but he couldn't bet on her safety. She was just a beautiful and weak girl.

She may be a little squeamish, but she is also unexpectedly proactive and clingy. She is a bit picky but not difficult to raise.

That girl accidentally became his wife, and he had already recognized her as his wife. He would not and did not dare to bet on the one-in-a-thousand chance that those people would really be so blatant, in the bright world. Commit a crime.

Officials hold power, rich families have a lot of money, officials are more important than civilians, and the rich and powerful are more powerful than the poor. This is an undeniable class stratification.

Among them, there are also people from the Jianghu.

It is not uncommon for warriors to possess special skills and use their weapons to violate forbidden laws.

Common people are deeply afraid of the abilities of Jianghu warriors, and officials and even emperors must be careful to guard against those with strong martial arts skills.

After all, in the peaceful and prosperous times, the country is governed by benevolent kings, the people live and work in peace and contentment, everything is maintained by the law, and the most terrifying people are the people with strong martial arts.

In the fight, the store property was damaged at first, and innocent lives were injured at worst. With the help of his martial arts, the incident was over.

The old man on the boat had obviously experienced something similar, so he hid in the water so skillfully and helplessly.

Hidden weapons kill people invisible, and you don't even know the reason before death, so why are they not scary?

This is why six doors exist.

This is why Su Heng pretended to be half a scholar and concealed his origins at first.

Warriors are intimidating and avoidable.

When it was getting dark, the door to the shop was opened. Xu Wencai, still sweating on his face, panted and said to him, "I heard that there are indeed a few strangers nearby. There are two people living on East Street. We rented an inn next to the clothing store for five taels each, and two people stayed at the house of Lao Li, who sells candied haws."

Su Heng's voice was still gentle, "Thank you, this is your reward."

He tried to find the silver, but he only found a small piece of silver.

No. 1 in the world, No. 1 killer in Dark Soul Pavilion, he doesn’t even have any money left on him.

It completely proves what Ji Fengxing said about the pretty boy.

Fortunately, Xu Wencai refused repeatedly, saving him the embarrassment of not being able to get the money, "This is just a casual thing, as long as it can help you and the shopkeeper."

He just slipped away.

Now he is in charge of the restaurant's accounts and is responsible for purchases, etc. His monthly income has increased to three taels of silver a month. He can save more than two taels of silver every month! If you weren't so frugal, you could have some meat in every meal.

If Su Langjun hadn't picked him and the shopkeeper hadn't given him a chance, he wouldn't have had the good life he has now.

Su Heng wrote down the information the other party said and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner as usual.

When it was late at night, he turned off the lights, locked the door, and walked out of the yard using Qinggong without any disguise.

A quarter of an hour later, a figure jumped lightly into the yard, and just as he was about to unlock the door, a force that could not be ignored hit his acupuncture point. The figure instantly fell to the ground, unable to move.

The man in snow clothes with a clear face strolled over, shattered the opponent's knees with a wave of his hand, squatted down, picked up the opponent's collar with one hand, and just dragged him away, no matter how rough the road was, no matter how suffocating the collar was. Carrying it to the outskirts like this, there were traces of blood along the way.

The assassin was like a dead dog, with no dignity at all. Even though he was in pain, he couldn't speak, let alone move. The man let go of his hand and let the other person collapse to the ground, finally getting some breath.

He looked down at the assassin, or rather the guard he had seen before, and gently raised his foot to step on the opponent's already scarred knee. The sound of bones could be heard in the silent night.

The bones of the hands, wrists, legs, and ankles were trampled to pieces, but they still managed to breathe.

The face of the man in snow-clothed clothes was a little brighter because of the vitality at night. He said in a soft voice, "The moon is dark and the wind is high, so it's a murderous night, isn't it?"

During the day, because she was completely unprepared, she hurriedly went to the town for a cruise, which had already frightened her. How could she let the bad guys take advantage of her again?

He only allowed such a mistake once.

He looked at the guard with emotionless eyes, as if talking to himself, "You are a secret guard, of course I know your mission."

A secret guard is a dog that obeys its master unconditionally.

The guard looked in horror at the man in front of him who was said to be helpless. He was dressed in snow clothes and not stained by dust, but he was surrounded by blood and his methods were extremely terrifying.

He couldn't survive or die, and he couldn't even commit suicide. Even the other party didn't want to torture him at all, just to torture him.

The man in snow clothes even chuckled softly, "But your mission should not be to find my wife."

He took out the snow-white handkerchief and wiped his fingers carefully before throwing it away. The gauze-like handkerchief covered the guard's face.

"Since you are so loyal, then stay with your companions. Dogs and wolves are a good match."

He left with ethereal steps, leaving only the inhuman bodyguards and the wolves attracted by the blood and ready to move.

The guard was blindfolded by the veil. Listening to the howl of the wolf, the fear in his heart was infinitely magnified. He regretted having underestimated the other party, but regret was of no use.

Su Heng went to find several other people in the Jianghu. As he expected, they must have been drugged and were unconscious.

He will not give them another chance or any loophole.

Because she is just an ordinary person, she cannot be harmed in the slightest.

However, when he went there, two of them had already died, each having died from their own famous stunts. There was no sound of fighting in the room.

He took the letter, looked at it, and put it back intact. After dealing with the remaining people, he returned to East Street.

Even though he was dressed in snow and not stained with any blood, he always felt like he was surrounded by blood.

Su Heng stood quietly in the courtyard and took a refreshing bath with cold water. She didn't enter the room until her body was filled with the fragrance of soap.

The girl was fast asleep.

Maybe it was because the weather was getting hotter, so she always liked to kick off the quilt, and her pajamas slid down to her waist, revealing her snow-white skin.

He silently pulled up her pajamas, took off her outer robe, lay beside her, and naturally held her in his arms.

His Qingjun face showed a bit of exhaustion. After eliminating all dangers, he hugged her and began to feel sleepy.

However, the girl who used to longed to be in his arms kept running away in her sleep, seeming to dislike his warmth.

"..."

The anger hidden deep in my heart seemed to disappear.

Su Heng had no choice but to use his internal energy to slightly improve his body temperature, and then the pretty and delicate girl came closer to him again.