Fast Travel: My villain must be blackened

Wang Chen approached Hua Ling's ear politely, his voice was hoarse and gentle, like a feather brushing against Hua Ling's heart lightly, making her breathe a little more quickly.

"Your Majesty, I beg you, my servant."

Every word is sexy as hell.

Hua Ling's hand on the table clenched the edge of the table little by little, he's pretty good at it!

Hua Ling swallowed her saliva, turned her face slightly away from him pretending to be reserved, and said firmly after the heat dissipated: "Not sincere enough."

Wang Chen laughed, breathing behind her ears, Hua Ling's grip on the edge of the table tightened again.

"Your Majesty is pitiful, poor servant, I beg you."

Hua Ling took a deep breath, her ears were completely soft, and just about to say something, she suddenly shouted outside.

"who!"

Wang Chen's eagle eyes sharpened, and he immediately blocked Hua Ling from a distance. His eyes were like a sword, fixedly staring at the direction of the door, and he took a jade whistle from his arms and blew it forcefully.

The forbidden army rushed to this side immediately when they heard the sound.

Wang Chen pressed Hua Ling's shoulders and hid her under the desk, "Your Majesty, hide well, don't come out."

He put the chair back, and covered it with the cloak next to it, completely blocking Hua Ling.

After doing all this, the two men in black rushed in, their blades were still dripping with blood, their eyes fixed on Wang Chen who was standing there holding the knife and came towards him.

Wang Chen hastily took a step to the side, barely dodging.

He asked calmly, "Who sent you here?"

There was no answer, each of them came towards his deathbed.

Hua Ling opened a corner but couldn't see anything, she thought about getting out from under the desk.

Wang Chen can't die!

At least not this way of death!

If he dies, her mission will fail, and the chaotic life book will not be able to return to normal!

Wang Chen pushed down the lamp post beside him, and threw everything he could reach towards them.

Although he knows two tricks, he is not enough to look at in front of these people.

The knife came towards his face.

"careful!"

Hua Ling immediately rushed out to block in front of Wang Chen, Wang Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, and immediately turned around and pushed Hua Ling, the knife fell hard on Wang Chen's shoulder.

Blood instantly stained his clothes red.

"Protect Nine Thousand Years!"

The imperial guards finally arrived, and the long arrow pierced through the air and pierced the person who was about to slash the second time. The knife fell to the ground and made a harsh sound.

Wang Chen staggered two steps, his eyes were as cold as ice and filled with thousands of thunder, "Kill it!"

The long arrow showed no mercy, piercing the two assassins, and they fell into a pool of blood.

The little eunuch outside the house hurried to call the imperial doctor, the two corpses were quickly dragged away, and the blood on the ground was also cleaned up.

Wang Chen feels dizzy from the loss of blood.

Hua Ling hurried forward, just as she was about to support Wang Chen, he avoided her hand and sat on the chair, pulled the fabric of the clothes and wrapped them tightly.

Hua Ling took a look, but couldn't stop the bleeding at all.

Just as she was about to take a step, Wang Chen immediately turned her back coldly, and said hoarsely: "Stay there, don't move."

Hua Ling paused, "You..."

"Nine thousand years old, what are you awkward about, your injury must be treated quickly, I will stop the bleeding for you!"

"Your Majesty!" He snarled and shook his head at her.

Hua Ling didn't move, she stared at him with wide eyes and puffed cheeks.

No, what the hell did he mean!

In such a stalemate, when the imperial physician came, the imperial physician was out of breath, and just about to perform the salute, Hualing said: "Don't worry about these, hurry up and see Jiu Qiansui's injury."

"Yes, ma'am."

Wang Chen's lips were a little pale, but he still said firmly: "Your Majesty, please go back to the palace first."

Hua Ling looked puzzled, and walked away.

I don't know good people!

On the way back to Shuyi Palace, she kept discussing with Manshu, "What do you think he is thinking? Shouldn't he be moved by me blocking the knife? He didn't even let me get close, and even attacked me."

Manshu shook the petals, but she didn't understand either.

She has a lover, but she hasn't seen her for thousands of years. She really...doesn't understand what other men think.

"Sure enough, a man's heart is a sea needle." Hua Ling snorted angrily, and walked a little faster.

But halfway through she walked back again.

Manshu asked suspiciously, "Sir, do you want to go back?"

"Of course, I have to figure out why, or I won't be able to sleep!"

Manshu sighed, my lord's curiosity is really not ordinary.

Hua Ling stayed behind the tree and saw that the imperial physician and those who were supposed to leave had left before walking towards the Cangming Palace. She raised her hand towards the guarding eunuch to signal them to keep quiet.

Hua Ling quietly opened the door, but as soon as she came in, she met Wang Chen's gaze, she laughed a little embarrassedly, and quickly straightened her body and coughed lightly to cover it up.

Wang Chen's face was still a little pale, he just sat there and looked at Hua Ling without emotion.

Hua Ling couldn't figure out what he was thinking now.

She tentatively walked forward, Wang Chen didn't let her get close to him just now.

But this time, he didn't open his mouth to reprimand, Hua Ling walked to his side very lightly.

The two of them just stared at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

After a long silence, Hua Ling couldn't help breaking the weird atmosphere, "How is your injury? I saw a lot of blood."

Wang Chen moved his lips slowly, "The wound is very long, the doctor said it will leave a scar."

Hua Ling patted his uninjured left shoulder, "It's okay, a few scars on his body are nothing, as long as it's okay."

Hearing what she said, Wang Chen's eyes darkened slightly.

He got up and walked towards the side hall, Hua Ling immediately followed, and then Wang Chen grabbed his wrist and pressed it against the wall.

His eyes were a little red, and he stared at Hua Ling firmly, "Why did your lady rush out to block that blow for me just now? Did your lady ever think that if you were stabbed by that knife, you would be the one who would leave a scar, and even die? "

Hua Ling just smiled, "The situation was so urgent that I didn't have time to think so much!"

The circles of Wang Chen's eyes were even redder, he gritted his molars forcefully, and there seemed to be something flickering in his eyes as he watched Hua Ling.

"Why don't you want to?"

"It's too late to say."

Wang Chen's Adam's apple rolled, he hesitated to speak.

Hua Ling muttered in a low voice, "Besides, you are nine thousand years old, how could you be killed so easily, that death is too careless!"

Wang Chen laughed out loud.

At such a critical moment, she still thinks about these things.

The emotions in Wang Chen's eyes surged, and he suppressed them all, and asked with a trace of inexplicable: "What kind of death do you think I should die?"

"Naturally, random arrows pierced the heart..." Hua Ling blurted out, and then she was stunned for a while after speaking, it was over, she told the truth.

"That, I'm joking, don't worry about it."

Wang Chen just looked at her without blinking, piercing her heart with random arrows?

It was indeed a violent death.

He let go of Hua Ling's hand, and gently caressed Hua Ling's face with his rough thumb.