Yan Qingyu was worried that she would not want to bear too much kindness from Nine Thousand Years, but she did not find that there was a pair of vicious eyes behind her staring at her back.

He slowly pulled open the bow in his hand and pointed it at the heart of Yan Qingyu's vest.

Yan Qingyu, last time you were lucky, it depends on how you live this time!

If you accidentally kill it, I believe the master will not blame you.

The arrow shot towards Yan Qingyu's back quickly. When she realized it, she saw a figure rushing towards her. Jiu Qiansui was caught in the back and hugged her in her arms.

"you……"

A few shadows of secret guards flashed by Jiu Qiansui's side. They were the royal secret guards he controlled. At the same time, a horse was stopped and the eunuch knelt on the ground: "Master Qiansui!"

"Get on the car!" Jiu Qiansui hugged Yan Qingyu and flashed lightly, and rushed into the carriage.

At the same time, several arrows shot through Jiu Qiansui's waist and heard him groaning.

"You are injured."

Jiu Qiansui pulled the arrow with his backhand and ordered: "Go!"

The eunuch driving immediately rushed towards the palace...

Because he pulled out the arrow, Jiu Qiansui's face looked particularly pale. The blood behind him soaked his outer robe and fell weakly beside Yan Qingyu.

Yan Qingyu caught her and raised her hand, her hands full of wet and hot blood.

Ziyu jumped onto the carriage from a distance, and heard Yan Qingyu's voice trembling slightly, "Ziyu, do you have any medicine for injury?"

Ziyu immediately lifted the curtain and took out the wound medicine.

Yan Qingyu put Jiu Qiansui on the carriage, then tore open the collar of his back, and suddenly found that Jiu Qiansui had old wounds of all sizes, and some scars were very terrifying, pricking the heart.

The shocking scars show that this man has been in a desperate situation of life and death many times.

The powder fell on the nine thousand-year-old wound, stopping the wound that was forced to eject arrows and bleeding.

When the queen arrived, the eunuchs moved to the palace in a slight manner and invited the imperial physician to treat him.

Yan Qingyu sent someone back. When she was about to leave, she was stopped. The eunuch in charge bent down respectfully, "I'm sorry, Miss Qiansui, I haven't woken up, I can't let you leave for the time being."

"What does this mean?" Yan Qingyu frowned.

"Miss I don't know that this is the rule of Master Qiansui. Master Qiansui doesn't like people entering his palace, so he usually kills without mercy. You are an old acquaintance of Master Qiansui, so I can only wait until Master Qiansui wakes up and the order from Master Qiansui, and then I dare to let you go."

"Otherwise, the servant's head will be unsecured, please forgive me!"

...

In the villa of Si Yucheng, Gui Xing and Meixue were kneeling in front of him.

A ghost face covered with a cold and ruthless face, and he half supported his head, "So, failed?"

"Back to the master, yes!" Ghost Star lowered his head.

"Since you have failed, what are you going to do?" Si Yucheng's eyes were dark and his anger ignited out of thin air. He was deeply angry by what he did.

On the one hand, Meixue covered her unwillingness on her face, and looked particularly loyal and bowed: "Return to the master, although the assassination failed, she was seriously injured in Jiu Qiansheng."

Si Yucheng's face was slightly better.

The ghost star wanted to stop and stopped, but I don’t know if he had read it wrong. Meixue’s arrow shot at the heart of his wife. If Jiu Qiansui had not rescued him in time, the wife would probably have died because of this arrow.

After leaving Si Yucheng, Gui Xing grabbed Meixue's wrist with a cold look: "Meixue, she is the wife!"

Meixue was stunned for a moment, "What does it mean?"

"You deliberately attacked that arrow. If Jiu Qiansui hadn't saved his wife in time, you would have killed her!" Guixing's eyes were cold and his voice was particularly cold, "We eight of us trained together since we were young, so don't hide your thoughts from me!"

Meixue was a little panicked and quickly calmed down.

"I don't understand what you are saying. I have confidence in my own shooting skills and will not hurt her. And Jiu Qiansui also blocked the arrow for her, which was expected."

Guixing looked deeply and let go of Meixue's hand, "Before, my master asked you to take someone to rescue your wife, but you said that the wife was knocked off the cliff by Nine Thousand Years?"

"That's how it is, don't you believe it?" Meixue asked back.

"Eight of us grew up together and are loyal to our master, so I believe in you!" Guixing said coldly.

Without waiting for Mei Xuesong to breathe, Guixing continued, "But I still want to remind you, even though I believe in you, it does not mean that the master will believe in you. If you don't want to regret it, you'd better think clearly about what you did!"

Meixue gritted her teeth, "I understand!"

"I hope you really understand!" Gui Xing left.

Meixue took a deep breath, covering up the panic in her eyes, and she half-squinted her eyes unwillingly.

Next time, she will definitely kill that witch!

It's just a dead person!

Why make the owner moved?

...

After Jiu Qiansui was stopped from bleeding, he woke up two hours later. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yan Qingyu sitting quietly in front of the window, and he was a little nostalgic.

Stretching out... Looking at the beautiful scene of the quiet person in the sunset through his fingertips, he couldn't help but feel a deep impulse.

Yan Qingyu turned around.

"Has Mr. Qiansui woke up?"

Jiu Qiansui nodded, struggling to sit up, Jung Hou Qingyu walked to his side, bent down, helped him sit up, put several pillows around his waist, trying not to let him touch the wound on his back.

Because of the movement, the wound was moved and it was a little painful.

Nine Thousand Years groaned and frowned.

"But I've hit a wound?"

"Not hindrance!" Jiu Qiansui's voice was a little hoarse, and he reached out to touch his throat. When he was about to say something, Yan Qingyu poured a glass of water over, "Drink some water to moisten his throat."

Jiu Qiansu paused, looked up, and put a glass of water in his palm.

He raised his weak smile.

"Miss Seven takes care of me like this to atone for my sins to take away my pawn?"

For some reason, Yan Qingyu felt relaxed inexplicably and chuckled: "Didn't Jiu Qiansui not plan to make trouble?"

"I still feel a little unwilling to accept it now!" Jiu Qiansui drank water and moistened her voice, her voice sounded much better than before.

"What's more, I'm hitting the arrow behind me, how can you compensate?"

Yan Qingyu was embarrassed.

"I don't like to serve strangers in person, so I'll bother Miss Seven to stay in my palace for a few days. Don't worry, I'm not a man, so I can't destroy Miss Seven's innocence!" Jiu Qiansui's words blocked all the retreats.

Yan Qingyu: "..."

It's inexplicably a feeling of being designed.

...

Yan Qingyu lived in the palace of nine thousand years old, one was to repay her kindness, and the other was to not allow her to refuse.

Fortunately, Jiu Qiansui claimed that when he was practicing elixir for him, he needed a woman to test medicine, so he chose Yan Qingyu as the person who tried medicine, and his Majesty sent a large amount of gold, silver and treasures to the Prime Minister's Mansion, which made Yan Qingyu's innocence successful.

Some people sympathize with themselves. Although they are the future fourth prince's concubines, Jiu Qiansui's words, hasn't Your Majesty sent her to Jiu Qiansui as the medicine tester?

Yan Qingyu didn't care what others thought of her, but she was very satisfied with the nine thousand-year-old behavior. Otherwise, the unmarried daughter would live with others, even the eunuch would have a reputation.

If you are a medicine practitioner who tests the medicine, then it will be fine.

After waking up at nine thousand years old, he continued to sleep. He was injured and had to rest more.

Yan Qingyu couldn't stand the white color in Jiu Qiansui's room. She felt that although it was clean, she was extremely overwhelmed, so the place she often went to was the Rose Garden she had been to before.

The roses there are almost fading, but they are still beautiful.

Sitting in the sea of ​​flowers, she didn't know what to do, she didn't know how to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, songs and essays, and faced with such poetic and picturesque scenery, she could only sit quietly and distract herself.

So there was no sign of a figure slowly approaching in the sea of ​​flowers...

She opened her eyes.

"Fourth Prince?"

Si Yucheng walked to her, his face pale, his eyes were slightly shy, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "You... are you okay?"

"My daughter is very good, thank you for your concern." Yan Qingyu replied indifferently, not wanting to talk to him too much.

Si Yucheng didn't know how to speak, but there was a voice in his heart saying: If you don't explain, you will lose her forever.

After hesitation, he came.

"I was framed in Lin Meng's case!" Si Yucheng thought for a while and said.

Yan Qingyu was slightly stunned, picked a rose flower, and heard it lightly; "This is your highness's business and has nothing to do with the minister. Besides, three wives and four concubines are normal. As long as the official concubine's position remains unchanged, the minister will not be angry."

Si Yucheng was a little upset.

"Do you don't believe that this temple was framed?"
To be continued...