Act like a spoiled brat in the arms of the tyrannical prince

Chapter 133 Looking at him coldly

Chapter 133 Looking at him coldly

Feng Yi and Huan Yan left the banquet in a low-key manner, looking for people along the way.

Huanyan originally thought that they wanted to attack Yun Jing, but she didn't think that their goal was herself.

Huanyan didn't know what method they used, even Yunjing's attention was attracted away. After they walked out of the Daming Palace where the banquet was held, dozens of men in black surrounded her and Fengyi.

Feng Yi blocked Huanyan behind him with one hand, "Miss..."

Huanyan frowned, "It seems that their goal is probably not a godfather, but us..." To be precise, she should be the only one.

The man in black stabbed at him with his sword, but Feng Yi dodged with a happy face.

Feng Yi took out the saber from his waist, his cold eyes showed no expression, and he went to kill him head-on.

As Yun Jing's guard, Feng Yi is naturally not bad, and Huan Yan has sleeve arrows, and he can solve as many as he can.

At this time, most people were in Daming Palace, no one would notice it at all.

Feng Yi blew the secret whistle, and the accompanying dark guards also joined in. Feng Yi protected her all the way with a happy face.

"Miss, don't be afraid, as long as this subordinate is still standing here, these scoundrels won't hurt you."

These people are taking advantage of their concern for His Highness, damn it.

The black-clothed assassins knew that their backbone was Feng Yi, and they all came for Feng Yi alone. As time went on, even Feng Yi had a bit of trouble.

There were five people coming in front of him. He had a happy face, his body was covered with scarves, and he was stabbed in the shoulder again.

"Feng Yi!" The joyful face turned pale, almost at the same time she was covered with a white cloth by the person behind her, wondering if there was some medicine on it, her consciousness gradually faded away.

Feng Yi still had an expression of anxiety and panic in front of him.

But after catching Huanyan, the men in black carried her up.

"Miss!" Feng Yi yelled, chasing after him with all his strength, a man in black almost wiped his neck with a sword, and it was another dark guard in the Prince's Mansion who quickly pulled him back, Feng Yi was about to become this person at this moment The soul died under the sword.

Feng Yi clutched the wound on his shoulder and watched the other hidden guards in the mansion chase down one after another, but those black-clothed assassins covered one of them, they were clearly prepared and disappeared in front of them like ghosts.

Huanyan only lost consciousness for a while, and when she came back to her senses, she was being carried on her shoulders by a black robe.

This feeling is really not good.

"What are you doing! Let me go!"

No one expected that she would wake up so soon, and the man in black immediately turned cold, "Be honest!" The man in black's voice was somewhat familiar, which made people uncomfortable.

"Help!" Huan Yan yelled.

The man in black snorted coldly, as if laughing at her overreaching.

He pinched her neck with one hand and threw her aside, Huanyan couldn't help frowning due to the pain all over his body, the person in front of him was Yun Qi.

"What is the Third Highness arresting me for?"

Yun Qi looked at her bitterly, "You should be glad that it wasn't this king who wanted to arrest you, otherwise, you would have to die after being played with by this king."

The sleeve arrow in Huanyan's hand was about to spin, and she was thinking about the consequences if she killed a prince.

However, before he could move, Yun Qi grabbed her hand and threw her small body to the ground.

Huanyan's hand was in sharp pain, and he stepped on her delicate white hand.

"Want to kill me? Do you think you have a chance?"

Huanyan closed her eyes in pain, and she fell into his hands today, so she was unlucky, "So it's the prince who wants to kill me, right?"

Yun Qi hated this little girl deeply, because of her, he was humiliated by Yun Jing, and he would lie on the bed for a long time before he could get out of bed.

Yun Qi sneered, "This king really wants to kill you, but it's a pity that someone wants you, so there is no way."

After he finished speaking, he still felt puzzled, and crushed the foot that was holding her hand heavily. The heart-pounding pain hit her, as if several fingers were about to be broken. Her forehead was covered with cold sweat, only a pair of clear The clear eyes were still looking at him coldly.

(End of this chapter)