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Chapter 118 Fainting

After saying that, he immediately lowered his expression on his face and said tone slightly cold: "I just don't know that the assassin just now--"

"The assassin seems to be coming to me and Prince Cang." Zixi frowned and turned his eyes to look at the two swords not far away. "The two swords attacked at the same time, one stabbed the prince and the other stabbed the girl, which made me unable to judge whose life they wanted."

When the prince of the Qing Dynasty heard this, his brows frowned deeper, and a deep luster appeared in his eyes.

Even though he was a general and was used to not showing his emotions, someone openly assassinated his son at a palace banquet, which was still something that made him unable to maintain a normal mind for the Qing prince.

He only has Yu Cang's son...

Chu Huan looked at Zixi with his hands behind his back, his eyes flowing with a deep tone: "The girl looked at Wenwen with weak, but she didn't expect that she was an unfathomable master."

Zixi shook her head and smiled lightly: "The emperor has been too much, and the young woman is not a master."

Chu Huan refused to comment and said lightly: "There are rules in the palace that no one is allowed to carry weapons except the Imperial Guard guarding the palace."

"Ah?" Zixi was slightly surprised and pointed at his waist, "The Emperor said this?"

Chu Huan couldn't help but look at her waist again and nodded slowly.

"This is not a weapon, and the civilians usually use it as a belt." Zixi said in a faint tone, "Besides, a true martial arts master can still kill people invisibly even without weapons."

When Chu Huan heard this, his eyes flashed coldly, and he was about to speak.

"Zi Xi!" Chu Yucang, with a pale expression, walked down the palace steps, and walked in a hurry, "Zi Xi, are you okay? Are you hurting anyway?"

While speaking, he couldn't wait to walk to Zixi and looked at Zixi up and down. Seeing that she didn't look like she was injured, he sighed in relief: "It's fine if you're fine, it's fine if you're fine, it's fine if you're fine, I'm scared to death."

"Well, I'm fine." Zixi pursed her lips and smiled slightly, then frowned, "How is the prince?"

"I--"

"I just pushed the prince in a hurry. Did the prince fall?" Zixi seemed to have realized it, and hurriedly checked Chu Chen's body, "Have you fallen?"

"I'm fine, I just fell a little hurt." The boy smiled disconcerted, his eyebrows and eyes slightly bent, and his pupils were clean and untainted. "But I'm a man, so it's okay to fall."

Chu Huan stared at the interaction between the two without hesitation, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Some are so intimate...

"Cang'er is okay?" Chu Huan, who quickly retracted his mind, spoke lightly, "Have you been frightened?"

Chu Yucang shook his head: "My nephew is fine, don't worry, uncle."

After saying that, he patted his heart with lingering fear: "Fortunately, Zixi pushed me away just now. Although he fell, he avoided the assassin's sword. Fortunately--"

Before he finished speaking, the boy suddenly turned pale, grabbed Zixi's wrist tightly, and arched his body in pain, with cold sweat on his face: "Zi, Zixi..."

Zixi was slightly surprised: "Criminal!"

The prince of Qing changed his face: "Cang'er!"

Chu Huan frowned: "Cang'er!"

Several people ran down from the hall hurriedly, "Crown Prince!"

"Your Highness the Prince!"

"Cang'er!" The princess of the county rushed over with a anxious expression.

Hearing loud noises in his ears, Chu Chen's eyes turned dark and he fainted softly in Zixi's arms.

The scene suddenly fell into chaos.
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