The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

Chu Zhi looked at the carriage a little bit away from his sight, pursed his lips slightly, Madam Chu smiled and said, "Aren't you reluctant to give up porcelain?"

The boy didn't speak, just a little annoyed, he turned around and walked towards his yard.

...

On the way back to Beijing, their group was assassinated again. This time, it was not as it was when they came. The other party had murderous intentions on this trip. The dozen or so black-clothed killers should be dead men under a certain force.

In order to prevent Luo Ci from being injured, King Huai'an made some reservations to prevent the dead man from approaching.

He is good at swordsmanship, and he is also proficient in hidden weapons, which is more than enough to protect Luo Ci.

The deceased soldiers were all ruthless, and they left with the determination to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred. The other four confidants suffered a secret loss and suffered some minor injuries.

Chasing Blade, who was struggling to kill the assassin, suddenly noticed that a dead man was following Ming Cui's direction. His face was cold and his figure quickened. , and then stabbed the dead man with a backhand sword, hit the dead man's heart, and killed him with one blow.

However, when he dodged, he was still inevitably injured. The sword of the dead man was poisonous, and the toxin penetrated into the skin little by little along the wound. When he found that his physical condition was not right, he made a point on his own to prevent the toxin from further invading the body.

This toxin is not immediately fatal, it will start to paralyze people's body. His left back is scratched, so his left hand is not very flexible. However, he still holds Mingcui and his right hand blocks the attacks of other dead men.

It was almost dead, those dead men were all vying to attack Chasing Blade, and the other three confidants hurriedly helped to stop them.

King Huai'an lowered his head and said softly to Luo Ci, "Close your eyes."

At such a time, she didn't want her father to be distracted, so she obediently closed her eyes. Even so, her eyes were still covered by a large warm hand.

At this moment, Prince Huai'an's face lost its gentle color, his phoenix eyes were dyed with frost, and silver needles flew out from his fingertips. Five dead men fell in a row, and the pressure was instantly relieved by a little.

With King Huai'an's action, the four confidants quickly dealt with the dead man.

After everything was settled, King Huai'an took Luo Ci back to the carriage, and only then did he take his hand away.

Of course, he knew that she would always have to face these things in the future, but not now, at least not when she was eight years old, at least when she was older.

The frost on his face faded, and he rubbed Luo Ci's hair with a gentle voice, "Are you afraid just now?"

She shook her head, and her Liuli eyes looked straight at King Huai'an, "I'm not afraid when my father is here."

Moreover, the fortune-telling technique she had learned before finally came in handy in this plane. Before she arrived at the villa, she felt that something was about to happen, so she made a special calculation, knowing that their trip was a near miss, and that… ...Ming Cui's peach blossoms.

However, there was no way to explain the fortune-telling to her father, she was doing it secretly.

She said it sincerely.

Her father protected her very well. Even if she chose to follow her mother and concubine away, she also paved the way for her future well, and no one dared to deceive her.

It is undoubtedly pleasing to him to be relied on and trusted by his own daughter. His brows and eyes are dyed with a light smile, but the depths of his phoenix eyes are dyed with a bit of concern.

When people have ties and feelings, they will start to be reluctant, and they will not help thinking more about each other.

How could he bear to leave.

After a while, the confidant dealt with those people, and found the wooden plaque of the third prince, "My lord, this is what this subordinate found from them."

King Huai'an just glanced at it lightly and didn't take it, "Let's go and return to the palace early."

Not a word about the wooden sign.

After all, no dead man would reveal his source so obviously, but this could not rule out that the Third Prince had no intention of murdering them.

The confidant stepped back, and the carriage continued to drive.

King Huai'an paused, looked down at Luo Ci, and said warmly, "What does Xiaoci think of the assassin who came this time?"

He can only try to prevent her from seeing blood, and he still needs some training.

Luo Ci didn't expect her father to ask herself, but she replied slowly, with a very determined tone, "There are traitors in the villa."

They have been in Lingwu Mountain Villa for two months. If it is said that people who knew their whereabouts have been guarding on the way back to Beijing, the possibility is very low. Sun and earth squat.

But if there are traitors in the villa, it would be different if they told the other side that their whereabouts were different, and even sent a message from pigeons in advance.

There was a little surprise in Prince Huai'an's eyes. His original intention was to cultivate her vigilance in this area, but Xiao Ci was more sensitive than expected.

"Well, Xiaoci is right."

He looked away, the phoenix eyes were a little deep, there were spies in the villa, senior brother and the others... can they avoid it?

The enemy is in the dark, they have many constraints, and they don't even know whether they can use flying pigeons to pass the book. If the spy intercepts the letter, it may be more difficult to find the source.

Compared with the coveted forces of the capital, villa spies are the biggest hidden danger.

Going back in time, in a sense, it is two worlds.

In the previous life, King Huai'an cut off contact with the villa. Later, because he kept planning for Luo Ci's back, he could not be distracted until he knew that the villa was bloodbathed.

But now that he was assassinated, he quickly realized the situation of the villa, and he was quite worried.

He began to hesitate whether to turn around and go back, but when he went back, he was afraid that he would be shocked by the grass, and it would be even more difficult to find out the spies.

Luo Ci could guess the father's thoughts, "Senior brother Chu Zhi seems to be investigating the traitor in the villa, the father does not need to worry."

She didn't say that she hinted that Chu Zhi began to suspect the spies, but only vaguely said that Chu Zhi was investigating, and she had been taught martial arts by Chu Zhi for the past two months, so it was reasonable to know some of Chu Zhi's actions.

King Huai'an was a little relieved, the brother's son knew it, and the brother must also know it, and he would not be too slack after thinking about it.

"This time back to the capital, the father may have a lot of things to do, and there is no way to take you out." He paused and continued, "The father will find a master for you, would you like to practice martial arts in the palace? "

In such a position as him, this world is not something that can be easily accomplished if one wants to withdraw from the world.

Luo Ci's eyes were stunned, and her voice was astringent, "I am willing to practice martial arts."

For a moment, the appearance of the father and the king seemed to overlap with a certain impression in memory. They were all the same gentle, caring about their own thoughts, never felt that she was ignorant and willful, and always tolerated her behavior.

Inclusive, but not condoning.

That's why she didn't want to be close to her father.

She just... subconsciously wants to protect herself and stop being so sad.

King Huai'an noticed her strangeness and asked with concern, "What happened to Xiaoci? It doesn't matter if you don't want to."

Anyway, Father Wang can protect you comprehensively.