The first peasant concubine of the prosperous age

Chapter 261 The Cold Story (1)
These two masters!Yang Yaoyao narrowed his eyes, could it be someone from the emperor who was transferred to Yu Muchen?

Sure enough, the emperor's heart is the most suspicious.

Yang Yaoyao took back the smoke bombs in his cuffs calmly, just stood there quietly, even if the assassin wanted to kill her, she would not move, and the two masters would strike back the swords that were stabbing at her from time to time .

While Yang Yaoyao was watching calmly, she suddenly saw a figure floating in the air, like the wind and phantom, making it hard to distinguish, but she could catch a glimpse of the mask, it was the one who saved her when she burned the Ziming Palace Masked man, how could he appear here.

For some reason, Yang Yaoyao felt a little worried, afraid that he would be stabbed by the murderous aura around him, but everything just now seemed to be a phantom, fleeting, she stared at that direction tightly, and saw no one else.

After the assassin was dealt with, Yang Yaoyao hurried home. It was so late, Zhang Xi would be worried.

It's just that after she left, Yu Muchen looked at her back, thoughtfully, a slight bitter arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then spit out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't let others know that his martial arts were superb, and he had to take care to protect him. She, of course, was injured when she was not paying attention.

"Master Taisi..." The two guards cried out when they saw the blood on Yu Muchen's shoulder.

"It's okay, send me back!" He is not free now, but he has never had a choice. From the moment he was a child, he has carried too much on his shoulders.

The two guards looked at the blood oozing from Yu Muchen's shoulders. He didn't even frown. It seemed that this kind of injury and pain was just a trivial matter for him. Yu Muchen escorted them back.

Yu Muchen was standing on the street, his whole body exuded an elegant aura, the pain in his arm seemed nothing to him, but at this moment, there seemed to be a surge of air in his heart.

Seeing that the guards found the carriage so quickly, Yu Muchen narrowed his eyes, sat on it, put down the curtain, sat cross-legged, and began to heal his injuries.

However, after Yang Yaoyao left there, he hurried home. When he passed by an alley, he felt a cool breath, raised his head abruptly, and saw the man wearing the silver mask again, his eyes glowing. Light blue, faint fragrance.

That white dress is like snow, with the enchanting atmosphere of glass under the night, and the cold wind blows, bringing up a charming arc, as if it can make people's hearts ripple in a different way, especially his eyes are fixed at this time. Looking at Yang Yaoyao, a mysterious luster flowed out of it, with a charming and cold temptation, as if it could draw a person's soul into it.

Yang Yaoyao's heart trembled involuntarily, she seemed to be able to hear the beating sound, what was the purpose of this person appearing again.

He helped her last time, and this time he seemed to help her block the assassin with a hidden weapon. Apart from her cold and calm aura, there was no trace of murderous intent. She, Yang Yaoyao, was ordinary-looking, and she was just an ordinary person. I really couldn't think of anything. It was the silver-masked man who cared.

"Huhu..." On a cold winter day, the wind at night was still very cold, and Yang Yaoyao shivered.

Then he asked: "Thank you for your help last time, I wonder why you are here this time?"

After Yang Yaoyao finished speaking, she saw a slight smile on the corner of the man's graceful mouth. When she thought the man would continue to remain silent, he slowly said, "Protect you."

Hearing these three words, Yang Yaoyao's eyes flickered. It seemed that she didn't know him at all. She never believed that a person would protect another person for no reason.

Yang Yaoyao narrowed his eyes involuntarily, and said coldly: "Thank you, sir, but Yang knows nothing about you, and cannot bear too much kindness from you." Her meaning was very clear, that is to say, it is best to Molu, now in the imperial capital, she has to be careful everywhere. If she was the only one in the past, she could do whatever she wanted, but not now, she can't let her relatives be hurt because of her own fault.

The silver-masked man raised his eyebrows, and without saying anything, he disappeared in place like a phantom in an instant.

Yang Yaoyao stomped his feet, thinking to himself: I don't know why.

After thinking about it, Yang Yaoyao had a lot of thoughts in her mind. According to the news from Wuyou Pavilion and what happened to God, she always felt as if she was involved in a whirlpool.

Seeing the night getting darker, Yang Yaoyao shook his head, then ran up and headed home.

When she was approaching her mansion, she saw a light in the distance, and the person who made her warm and caring was waiting for her outside the door. The cold wind was blowing his clothes, making him look like he had faded away. The rustling wind made his thin body look like a gust of wind.

Distressed, warm, and worried all kinds of emotions rushed into Yang Yaoyao's heart, sore and sore, she couldn't care about anything else, and flew into Zhang Xi's arms, feeling the cold breath on his body, tightly She hugged her tightly, she knew that he must have been waiting for her for a long time, otherwise her body wouldn't be so cold.

In just a moment, Yang Yaoyao let go of Zhang Xi, took him back to the house, "Don't wait for me so late in the future, what if you get frostbite? I have nothing else to do in the future. I will come back early. Today is a special day." Situation" Yang Yaoyao said while giving Zhang Xinuan a hand.

In the past, she was a relatively quiet person. Since meeting Zhang Xi, her heart has been surrounded by warmth a little bit, full of hope and expectation for life, and she cherishes those she loves and those who love her.

"It's okay, I'm not cold, are you still used to it? Don't make yourself work too hard." Zhang Xi shook his head, and gently tidied Yang Yaoyao's hair.

Yang Yaoyao shook his head and said with a smile: "Nothing happened, everything went smoothly, the queen summoned me today"

As soon as Yang Yaoyao finished speaking, Zhang Xi held her hand tightly, with deep worry in his gorgeous eyes.

What Yang Yaoyao loves the most is Zhang Xi's eyes. These eyes can penetrate the soul, and the elegance inside is amazing, as if the wind is blowing towards the evening. When he enters the peach forest, every time he looks at his eyes, he always She would think in a trance that he has the body of a fairy, and he is gorgeous, but fortunately, his appearance is ordinary, and his goodness belongs to her alone.

"Don't worry, the queen is very good. She is not like other women in the palace, and she gave me the gold medal for avoiding death, and said that this is only for women, not for men." Yang Yaoyao didn't intend to hide Zhang Xi. I feel that the husband and wife should be honest and trustworthy, and accompany each other. Life is short, and in such a short time, we should treat the one we love well.

It's just that she thinks that if it works for both men and women, she can use it to protect Zhang Xi in the future, but everything is not perfect, so this is already very good, and Zhang Xi won't have to worry about her getting into trouble in the palace. Sometimes being ruthless, cold and ruthless is against the enemy, but after entering the palace, such methods should be restrained on the bright side.

(End of this chapter)