Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

Young words down the bottom of my heart that a flurry, holding Si Junling's legs do not give up.

However, before she could say anything more, the sharp blade came from behind, and the clothes were scratched by the fierce sword spirit. The instinct of life-saving made the young quit.

Driving Si Junling to sit in the wheelchair to turn a circle.

The assassin's sharp blade went straight to Si Junling's back.

Si Junling quickly avoided, but because of his young words, slightly hindered the action of Si Junling.

The sharp blade cut his shoulder straight, and the sound of flesh blooming fell directly on the young man's ear.

Warm blood splashed in all directions, and a few drops fell on her face.

"Lord!" Guan Zhong's exclamations exploded immediately.

Hidden in the dark, I don't know how many shadow guards. Seeing Si Junling injured, he quickly suppressed the man in black.

The leader of the shadow guard immediately knelt down to plead guilty, "my subordinates came late, willing to receive punishment."

"Who is it?" Si Junling's tone is very gentle, not angry.

But the atmosphere in the courtyard seemed to solidify in an instant.

Especially when Si Junling's indifferent eyes fell on her face.

The young man let go of his hands.

Subconsciously, a trace of fear crossed my heart and I couldn't help but take a small step back.

Standing in front of this man, she had a feeling of being thoroughly seen through.

"Back to the prince, it's the prince's man." When Ying Wei said this, I don't know whether it is intentional or unintentional. His eyes are actually looking in the direction of young words.

It's also this one that makes young people's words come back quickly.

In a hurry to show a look of panic, in a hurry around Si Junling behind.

Unable to see his eyes, the young man gave a subconscious sigh of relief.

"Wang Ye, you are injured. I'll bandage it for you..."

The voice of this speech was clear and pleasant, and had some pitiful implication.

It's the face

Guan Zhong next to him can't help but take a glance at him, but he is still a little frightened.

"No need." However, Si Junling refused, and put his hand on his shoulder, covering his palm with his right hand.

Young CI felt as if the back of his hand was being scalded, and subconsciously shrank.

The thick palm of the man's hand, and this man's beautiful face, seems to be two extremes.

Si Junling seems to have no strength, but he can't get rid of his youth.

What does this man want?

"Princess, what should be done with these people?"

As soon as the words came out, the courtyard was quiet for a moment.

The more quiet, the more oppressive.

The young man looked down suspiciously for a moment.

He was the master of the palace, but he came to ask her how to deal with the assassins?

The young man turned his mind several times and chose the most secure answer, "if you break into the palace at night and hurt the Lord, you should be punished."

"Is it?" Si Junling lightly asked a question.

What kind of reaction is this?

Si Junling and the crown prince face and heart, these people are the prince's people.

Some of the youth's words were not clear, so they could only go on and say, "naturally."

"Take it down." This command was said by Si Junling to his men.

The shadow guard and the housekeeper ordered to clean up everything in the courtyard.

I can't see at all that a bloody battle has just taken place here.

With a little moonlight, the young words vaguely show the injury behind Si Junling. After thinking about it, he emboldened himself to push the wheelchair and move towards the direction of the new house.

"Lord, I have medicine in my house. I'll bandage your wound."

Si Junling was silent, and he only accepted his resignation.

She wants to live in these three palaces and occupy her seat.

You have to please the man in front of you.