favorite queen

Chapter 133

The black shadow seemed to be wary of him behind him, and after a long time, he didn't see any movement from that person.
"My lord, ah—" A familiar scream suddenly came from the door, and with a 'bang', something fell to the ground.
Huan'er was afraid that the young master would not be able to fall asleep because of his hunger, and was about to bring him a late-night snack. When he entered the yard, he was wondering why the door of the room was wide open. Unexpectedly, when he stepped forward, he saw a sneaky man in black. The man held a shining silver long sword in his hand, the sharp long sword had a cold light, and the man was moving behind the screen, and Huan'er was startled by the sudden man in black, trembling and trembling: "You...you ...Who is it? Actually..."
"How dare you boldly break into the Sixth Prince's Mansion at night" before he finished his words, the masked man in black came to his side at some point, so fast that the masked man in black covered his face with one hand. mouth, put a sword around his neck with one hand and dragged him into the house.
The piercing black eyes gave Huan'er a fierce look, and said sternly, "Shut up if you don't want to die."
Huan'er could only nod her head in a stupid and tactful manner, but stared at the screen with worried eyes, hoping that the young master would never come out.
"Come out! I know you're inside." The man in black sneered and shouted softly at the screen.
Hearing this, Huan'er was so frightened and worried that she began to struggle wildly with her restrained body, staring at the screen with terrified eyes, shaking her head vigorously, her covered mouth couldn't yell even if she wanted to, "Uh...uh..."
No, no, young master, you must not, must not come out to die for this little slave like Huan'er.
"Let him go!" Suddenly, Yang Yuman, dressed in snow, came out from behind the screen with a purple gold whip in his hand, with a dark face, fierce and angry, not inferior to the man in black in front of him.
"Hmm..." Seeing Yang Yuman come out, Huan'er, who was already terrified, opened her round eyes wide and signaled the young master to run quickly and leave him alone.
"Let go of him, that's okay." The man in black took away his hand that was covering Huan'er tightly, and took out a small white porcelain bottle on his chest. He stretched out his hand and looked at Yang Yuman with a sneer, "You eat this I'll let him go."
His cold black eyes turned sharp, and he took a quick look at the masked man in black. He seemed to have known him before, but he couldn't say where he had seen him before. His delicate eyebrows frowned. Looking at the thin body of the man in black, he must be a man. .
I don't know who sent someone to assassinate Qi while Qi was away, could it be a love rival?Looking at the deep hatred in his eyes and the look that wanted to kill him, it was by no means ordinary hatred.
Seeing Yang Yuman standing there indifferently, the man in black felt anxious, his eyes flashed, "Don't you dare?"
"No, young master—" Huan'er shouted anxiously when he saw that young master was about to step forward to take the white porcelain bottle.His dark eyes were filled with anxiety, worry and endless fear.
Don't, don't, young master, don't pick it up, Huan'er isn't worth it for you. Immediately, two lines of sad tears fell down instantly, wet the cheeks, leaving only a weak choked sob, "Woo...don't..."
He hated him so much, hated himself for being too stupid, hated himself for not knowing martial arts, hated himself for being able to do everything, that he couldn't even protect the young master, and even hurt the young master.
Seeing Yang Yuman's slow movements and Huan'er's random struggle, the man in black suddenly became fierce, and the silvery sword approached Huan'er's slender neck. At this time, a bright red mark appeared on that fair neck. , staring angrily at Yang Yuman in front of him, bloodthirsty red light in his piercing black eyes, "I'll kill him if he doesn't come over again!" While speaking, the edge of the sword penetrated a little further into the neck.
"Don't—don't move, I'll be right over." Seeing Huan'er biting her lower lip tightly while she was dying, even though it hurt, she didn't yell even though she bit her lower lip.I couldn't help but feel pain and distress like a sharp sword twisting in my heart.
That little body has never suffered such pain, Huan'er, who usually screams whenever he pats his head, and Huan'er, who is usually the most afraid of pain, would rather bite his lips than worry about him. strong.
He had to save Huan'er, Huan'er who had been with him for more than ten years and seemed to be his younger brother...
The bright black eyes are wary of the panicked expression of the man in black. He must be careful, Huan'er can't have any trouble, let alone him, he has a baby in his stomach, he can't let him and Qi's child have trouble.
It's close, it's close, as long as Huan'er can be rescued quickly when he gets the white porcelain bottle, then everything will be easy.
His eyes were fixed on the changes in the complexion and subtle movements of the man in black.
Suddenly, as soon as Yang Yuman's hand touched the small porcelain bottle, he turned [-] degrees to Huan'er's side with lightning speed, and hit the man in black with a purple gold whip when he was unprepared. With the hand holding the hilt of the sword, there was a bang, and the shining sword fell to the ground.
When the man in black saw that the other party knocked out the sword in his hand, he couldn't believe that Yang Yuman's martial arts were so good, but then his eyes turned red when he looked at the two of them, and he slammed his palm at Yang Yuman. .
And Yang Yuman was holding the bloody ring with both hands, and there was no time to dodge the fierce palm, so he had to resign himself to fate.
There was a loud "bang", and the man in black was slammed into the wall hard, and his hair was messed up by the blow.
Immediately afterwards, the body fell to the ground with a "poof", spouting a mouthful of bright red blood, the corner of the mouth was covered with red patches, and the body was also dying, but stared straight at the man in black who suddenly appeared in front of him with wide and terrifying eyes.
Seemingly trying his best, he managed to say, "How...how...is it possible?" There were disbelief, doubts, and resentment in his wide-open black eyes, and finally he lowered his head and died with a calm smile.
His smile seems unusual, it seems that everything is not over yet, and there seems to be a bigger conspiracy hidden...

(End of this chapter)