"Isn't Your Highness worried that Concubine Wan will die of illness suddenly like this?"
In the cold night wind, Shang Ruyan's voice was extremely soft, but it reached Mo Ronyan's ears clearly.
Mo Ronyan made a movement, his pupils suddenly tightened, and he stared at Shang Ruyan coldly.
The assassin in black who was pressing hard towards Su Ruotang also stopped at this time.
Su Ruotang barely managed to steady her body, the dagger slipped from her hand, and she stared closely at the black-clothed killer in front of her.
Shang Ruyan did not leave the carriage suspended in mid-air with the assassin in black who had rescued her, but looked at Su Ruotang, with tears in her eyes, looking at Mo Ronyan affectionately, "Your Highness, you will save me, right? "
Su Ruotang didn't hear what Shang Ruyan just said. She held the dagger and sneered, "Shang Ruyan, he won't save you."
Poison Man No. 7 chuckled: "Little brother, how about we make a bet. If the third prince saves Shang Ruyan, how about you join us?"
"With your appearance, the Lord will definitely train you well."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Ronyan suddenly raised his sword and stabbed him.
Poison Man No. 7 refused to evade: "If you stab me, the Third Prince is not afraid that this little brother will be poisoned?"
Mo Ronyan stopped as she pressed the tip of the sword against his heart.
His clear face seemed to be soaked in frost.
On the edge of the cold cliff, it was so quiet that only the whistling sound of the mountain wind could be heard.
Su Ruotang pursed her lips and raised the dagger to stab the nearest assassin in black.
The assassin in black glanced at Shang Ruyan and stabbed her with his sword without hesitation.
Mo Rongyan's expression changed, and he turned around to save Su Ruotang.
At this moment, Shang Ruyan let out an exclamation.
The carriages poured down.
"Your Highness!" She exclaimed, and the gentleness in her eyebrows disappeared and turned into panic.
Almost at the same time, the long sword of the assassin in black pierced Su Ruotang's chest.
She risked serious injury, and the dagger passed through the throat of the assassin in black.
After killing an assassin, he staggered to one knee and fell on the edge of the cliff.
Her long eyelashes kept trembling, and she subconsciously looked at Mo Ronyan.
The eyes were watery due to pain.
Mo Ronyan did not hesitate to use his internal energy, and his figure flashed a few times, leaving an afterimage.
In just three breaths, the remaining assassins in black covered their necks and fell to the ground.
At the same time, Shang Ruyan's carriage fell into the cliff.
She reluctantly grabbed the vines on the edge of the cliff, looked at Mo Ronyan, and said silently: "Your Highness, are you really not worried about Concubine Wan?"
Mo Rongyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at Su Ruotang, who was kneeling on the ground. His clear eyes were full of heartache. He swung his sword, cut off the hem of his robe, and wrapped it around his left hand.
He inserted the soft sword back into his waist and stretched out the hand holding the sword towards Su Ruotang.
Su Ruotang's eyes were gleaming with physiological pain, and he slowly raised his hand.
The slender fingers were stained with bright red, like broken petals falling into the snow, burning the eyes.
Seeing her green-white fingertips fall into the man's cool palm, Shang Ruyan next to her relaxed her hands slightly and exclaimed, "Your Highness!"
Mo Rongyan pulled Su Ruotang up and whispered: "Wait for me."
After saying this, he turned around and flew towards Shang Ruyan.
At the same time, Shang Ruyan let go of her hand and let her body fall down the cliff.
She glanced at Mo Ronyan who was rushing toward her, then looked at Su Ruotang and silently uttered three words, "I win."
Su Ruotang stood on the edge of the cliff, watching from a high position as Mo Rongyan jumped off the cliff without hesitation, stretched out his clothes-covered hand and grabbed Shang Ruyan's wrist.
Self-mockery slowly emerged in her bright and clear peach blossom eyes.
Psychologists in previous lives once said that the choice in the face of life and death is the truest choice in the heart.
Poisonous Man No. 7 walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at the two figures that quickly disappeared, and said, "The rumors are indeed true. The third prince did not hesitate to accompany the merchant lady to jump off the cliff. It is indeed true love!"
"Little brother, come with me to see the Lord."
Su Ruotang calmly looked at the cliff with rolling clouds and mist, and slowly pinched his fingertips into his palm.
The color flowing in his eyes was gradually sealed by the frost.
She raised her eyes and glanced at Poison Man No. 7. Her voice contained no emotion, "Go to see your so-called master and then be turned into a poisonous man?"
Poison Man No. 7 raised his chin and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Everyone is afraid of poisonous men, so what's wrong with that?"
Su Ruotang curled her lips, took a step back, turned her head and looked at the bottomless cliff behind her, and took out a crimson hairpin from her sleeve.
In the desolate mountain wind, the golden bells jingled, and the clear ringing rippled far away.
She lowered her eyes, looked at the hairpin in her hand, and said in a cold voice, "What if I don't agree?"
Poison Man No. 7 sighed regretfully: "Then I can only send you to meet them on Huangquan Road."
Su Ruotang smiled softly and said in a deliberately low voice, "But I... don't want to see them."
She is greedy.
During this period of time together, she felt that Mo Ronyan really had a place for her in his heart.
Mo Rongyan saved Shang Ruyan today, completely waking her up.
She is no match for Poison Man No. 7. This body can barely do the Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu, and there may be a chance of survival if she jumps.
Thinking of this, she slowly let go of her hand.
The hairpins carved with banyan trees and crabapples flashed through a flash of red light and fell towards the cliff.
Poison Man No. 7 realized what Su Ruotang was going to do and stepped forward to grab her.
Su Ruotang opened her hand and fell back when the poisonous man's fingertips touched her sleeve.
"Tear..." There was a crisp sound. Poison Man No. 7 held a piece of light-colored sleeve in his hand and frowned at Su Ruotang's rapidly falling figure.
Almost at the same time, two figures jumped up from the side.
Mo Rongyan threw Shang Ruyan to the ground, with a cold expression he pulled off the hem of his clothes and threw it on Shang Ruyan.
The man's cold voice was like a thousand-year-old jade falling on the top of a snow-capped mountain. It was cold and cold, "What have you done?"
Shang Ruyan fell to the ground, Liu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she chuckled: "Your Highness, you really think that the merchant has the ability to make Mrs. Liu die of illness?"
Mo Ronyan's expression turned cold, and he waved his sleeves, and invisible strength hit Shang Ruyan.
"Pfft -" Shang Ruyan looked at him in disbelief, spit out a mouthful of blood, and slowly fell to the ground, "You actually...want to kill me?"
"Tsk, boring."
Poison Man No. 7 turned around and left from the edge of the cliff.
As soon as he left, Mo Rongyan realized that Su Ruotang was missing.
His expression suddenly changed, and nervousness and panic appeared in his eyes unconsciously.
When Poison Man No. 7 passed by Mo Ronyan, he kindly reminded him, "I forgot to tell you that your male favorite jumped."
"He said he didn't want to see you again."
