Day and night alternate.
The day has come to go to the palace and write poems to celebrate the birthday of the Holy Emperor.
The entrance to the Prime Minister's Palace.
A luxurious carriage was parked there.
The bead curtain shook, and the prince poked his head out of the carriage: "Miss Xu, get in the carriage."
Without waiting for Xu Zhiyun's reply, the prime minister spoke: "It is my little daughter's honor to have His Highness the Crown Prince here..."
A lot of flattery.
Xu Zhiyun glanced at the prime minister, he was indeed a licking scumbag!
He walked past the prime minister with small steps, bent down, and got into the carriage.
The prince said: "Then let's go first."
The prime minister said with a smile on his face: "Prince, walk slowly."
After the prince left, the smile on the prime minister's face gradually disappeared, and his tone was cold: "Come here."
A man in black walked out from behind the tree, knelt on one knee, put one hand behind his back and the other in front of him, and saluted: "Here."
"First, you pretended to be sick and the weak young master failed to deceive her, and then the Hundred Flowers Conference failed to frame you. Do you think it is still necessary for you to exist?"
"Sir, please spare my life. Please give me another chance. I will definitely be able to complete the mission this time."
The prime minister smiled but said: "The Hundred Flowers Conference is the last chance I gave you. If you didn't seize it, do you blame me?"
"Sir, I don't mean to blame you, I just..."
Before he could finish his words, he was surrounded by a circle of black fire.
The circle shrank smaller and smaller, and finally only a series of screams could be heard.
The prime minister left without looking back.
The strange thing is that among so many people on the street, no one saw the man in black who was burned to ashes.
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From the Prime Minister's Palace to the Royal Palace, you need to pass through a peach blossom forest.
The winter snow has not yet melted, and occasionally you can see a few lovely flowers on the peach blossom branches. They may be waiting to bloom next spring.
"So beautiful." Xu Zhiyun stretched out his hand outside the car, and a peach blossom petal fell on his palm.
"If Miss Xu likes it, I will bring you back when spring comes."
Xu Zhiyun said quickly: "Zhiyun dare not bother His Highness the Crown Prince."
"How can you say it's troublesome? This is what I do willingly. Besides, you and I are the only ones in the car, so there is no need to pay attention to the so-called etiquette."
His Highness the Prince... is really open-minded. If given the chance, it would be worth getting to know him deeply.
"Who is coming?" The coachman tightened the reins and the carriage stopped.
"What happened?" the prince asked.
"His Royal Highness, you are in danger..."
A sword seals the throat.
The next moment, the carriage was split into pieces by the sharp sword energy. If Xu Zhiyun hadn't carried His Royal Highness and rolled on the spot, the two of them might have died on the spot.
Xu Zhiyun got off the prince and stood up.
The prince also covered his face and stood up, like an innocent little boy.
Xu Zhiyun asked: "Your secret guard?"
"They are not here." The prince replied honestly, "I was careless and let them stay in the palace because I thought there would be no danger on the road."
Uh... He is such a simple prince, with a brain comparable to that of a sparrow.
"Does His Royal Highness know martial arts?"
Shaking his head: "No."
Xu Zhiyun: "..."
It seems I can only rely on her.
"Be careful!" A sword energy struck, and Xu Zhiyun pushed His Highness away. The original location of His Highness turned into ruins.
That person's target...is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?
He looked at where the man was, thoughtfully.
But what he thought about in the next second was marked with a cross.
The man ran towards Xu Zhiyun, his sword energy causing the peach blossom branches to break and the snow to fall.
The target is me!
Xu Zhiyun reacted.
"Go on." The prince reluctantly gave up and threw his most precious long sword to Xu Zhiyun. He felt that this sword could help the latter.
Jumping up, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, the red sword spikes swayed in beautiful arcs in the air.
It's a good sword.
Xu Zhiyun loved to dance with swords and guns, and he paraded countless weapons. The moment he held the hilt of the sword, he knew that the sword was extraordinary and valuable at first glance.
The two swords collided, and the sword energy clashed. The prince who was watching the battle was pushed far away by the sword energy and fainted.
Xu Zhiyun saw it, but had no intention of caring about him, because the man was stronger than him, and if he was not careful, he would become a dead soul under the sword.
"Sister Xu, stay back."
Cen Xiaojiu's voice came from above.
I saw several hidden weapons falling from the sky, but the man didn't dare to neglect them and dodged them with some backflips.
Xu Zhiyun looked at Cen Xiaojiu and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Sister Xu is in danger."
The words are not long, but full of warmth.
Xu Zhiyun thanked him: "Thank you."
"No thanks." He raised the corners of his lips and lowered his voice, "This person is wearing a mask, and his true identity is unknown for the time being. I will need Sister Xu to cooperate with me later to remove his mask and confirm his identity."
"Okay. How to cooperate?"
Cen Xiaojiu whispered in Xu Zhiyun's ear for a while, and Xu Zhiyun nodded, indicating that he understood what he meant.
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Xu Zhiyun struck first, exerting force with his feet, and rushed towards the man like an arrow from a string.
The man snorted coldly and raised his sword to meet him.
Swords collided again.
Xu Zhiyun's jaw was numb from the shock. In order for Cen Xiaojiu to succeed in the sneak attack, he could only grit his teeth and persist.
While the man's attention was focused on Xu Zhiyun, Cen Xiaojiushen unknowingly walked around behind the man, stretched out his hand, and his mask was pulled off.
The true appearance was revealed before Xu Zhiyun's eyes.
Xu Zhiyun was in disbelief, and his voice trembled: "Chang, Chang Xiu?"
The man didn't answer, but instead increased the strength of his hand. Xu Zhiyun couldn't resist, and was knocked back several steps, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Sister Xu!"
"I'm fine." Xu Zhiyun took a deep breath and calmed down.
"Sister Xu, this person is dangerous, just let me deal with it." Cen Xiaojiu took out the dagger Xu Zhiyun gave him that day, grinned, licked the dagger with his tongue, his eyes were cold.
Suddenly, there was a flute sound, and Chang Xiu's sword fell to the ground, holding his forehead in pain.
"Who? Come out!" Xu Zhiyun used his magic to conjure a dart with his backhand and threw it in the direction of the flute.
"ah!"
There was a scream and the sound of the flute suddenly stopped.
Chang Xiu's eyes were distracted, he picked up the sword expressionlessly, and left silently.
"Don't run!"
Cen Xiaojiu wanted to chase him, but Xu Zhiyun stopped him: "Don't chase after poor bandits, be careful of fraud."
What he said was that he actually didn't want Cen Xiaojiu to hurt Chang Xiu.
Although Chang Xiu is usually playful and smiling, he can always save her life at critical moments. He can be regarded as a benefactor after all. Xu Zhiyun really can't do anything to his benefactor.
Cen Xiaojiu was still very obedient to Xu Zhiyun's words: "Okay, Sister Xu."
"Sister Xu, where are you going next?" Cen Xiaojiu asked, "Do you need me to give you a ride?"
"No need to trouble you, I'm going to the palace to be with the prince. Damn, where is the prince?" As he said this, he realized that the prince was missing.
After searching around, there was still no trace of His Royal Highness.
Done! It seems that he has fallen into the enemy's trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
Their target from the beginning was the prince, not her!
The purpose of letting Chang Xiu fight her was to delay time so that his accomplices could take away the prince.
