The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

In the silence of the night, Tang Jiao was sitting by the bed, holding an embroidery frame and embroidering a purse, intending to give it to Lu Changze.

When Lu Changze woke up, he saw her sitting on the bed, her head lowered and doing embroidery seriously. The candlelight behind her reflected her slender figure, her delicate face was quiet and gentle, and her eyes were full of warmth under her long and curly eyelashes. , a pair of cherry red lips under the straight bridge of the nose are eye-catching, the beauty's cheeks are as delicate as spring, and she is lazily leaning on the fragrant bed and talking lingeringly.

Tang Jiao felt his gaze and looked up at him with a smile: "Wake up, are you hungry?"

He slept until now in the afternoon and only had a bowl of porridge for dinner.

"There are some."

He didn't say it was okay, but when he did, he was really hungry.

Tang Jiao asked Hei Zhu to go to the small kitchen to serve porridge. The porridge had been cooked in the evening, just because he was afraid that he would be hungry in the middle of the night.

Minced meat and green onions porridge, light and refreshing, Lu Changze finished the entire bowl.

Passing the bowl to Heizhu, Tang Jiao wiped his mouth with a silk handkerchief: "Does the wound hurt?"

"pain."

An arrow pierced his heart, and even the world's best doctors couldn't save him. He knew that Jiao'er must have used a lot of miraculous medicines to save him from hell.

Jiaoer is so awesome, which makes him so proud.

Tang Jiao fed him some red snow fruit juice, and she also planted ten red snow fruit saplings in the space so that he would not need to buy them from the mall in the future.

There was a sudden sound at the window, and Tang Jiao looked outside with piercing eyes, and said sternly: "Zixiang, Heizhu, Heitang, take your swords, there are thirty assassins coming this way."

what?

Heizhu and Heitang looked at each other, and Zixiang next to them immediately drew out her long sword and stood in the courtyard.

A violent wind came, and men in black descended from the sky, surrounding the entire courtyard.

"Protect the master."

Heizhu shouted, took out the sword from his waist and guarded the door.

As soon as he finished speaking, ten secret guards appeared out of thin air and attacked the man in black.

Lu Changze inside held Tang Jiao's hand and said softly: "Don't be afraid, nothing will happen."

His news was leaked out, and it was obvious that someone had been keeping an eye on the Tang Mansion and the Zhenguo Mansion.

Tang Jiao's affectionate eyes fell on him, she stroked his cheek and said softly: "I said, I will protect you, Fu Shang, and I'm not lying. You are my man, and it is my responsibility to protect you. "

Her words warmed Lu Changze, and he kissed the back of her hand, his eyes full of emotion: "I believe what Jiaoer said."

Tang Jiao sat up straight, and the door opened automatically without any wind. She raised her hand slightly, and six red swords appeared out of thin air.

Lu Changze looked at the orange red sword, his pupils narrowed, how did Jiaoer do it?

A man in black rushed in from the back window. Tang Jiao only glanced at it. The red sword appeared in front of the man in black and cut off his hand tendons and hamstrings in a flash of silver light.

"what!"

Screams resounded throughout the courtyard. Zixiang immediately came in with her sword, saw the assassin lying on the ground and stabbed him to death.

Tang Jiao pointed her finger outside and rushed towards the outer courtyard with her red sword. In the silent night, the screams of the men in black kept coming and going, and everyone was stunned.

Zixiang and Heitang quickly came to their senses and used their swords to kill the man in black who had his hand tendon broken.

Lu Changze glanced sideways and saw clearly what was going on outside. He endured the pain and pushed himself up to hold her in his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder.

He put his hand on her face and said softly and dotingly: "You are so kind, don't you dare to kill someone?"

Tang Jiao held his hand and whispered softly: "I haven't killed him before."

Laughing out loud, Lu Changze kissed her earlobe, his eyes full of pride: "My sweetheart opened my eyes today, you must protect me more in the future."

Tang Jiao was afraid that he would open the wound, so she hurriedly pushed him back to the bed: "Don't move."

After pulling up the quilt for him, Tang Jiao took back the red sword, and the assassins outside were also dealt with in various ways.

Heizhu and Heitang came in in a state of embarrassment and bowed respectfully to Lu Changze: "Master, all thirty assassins are dead, and my subordinates are incompetent. If someone hadn't secretly helped, I'm afraid we would have been in trouble today."

"It has nothing to do with you." Lu Changze gently rubbed Tang Jiao's fingers, his eyes showing a cold light: "The other party wants to kill me while I am seriously injured, so naturally more people will be sent to dispose of the body. Mrs. Tang will wait for it. We’ll check on the situation, Zixiang, you go explain, and everyone else should step aside.”

"Yes."

Several people bowed, carried the body away from the house, and then closed the door.

Lu Changze took her hand and held her in his arms, smiling: "Bring the couch to the bedside, I want to watch you sleep."

"No." Tang Jiao glared at him, her soft voice filled with confusion: "Aren't you going to ask me?"

"What do you have to ask?" Lu Changze gently pinched her earlobe, and his tone was calm: "Jiao'er believed me before showing it to me. Naturally, I also believe that you will say what you need to say. Jiao'er, who else has your ability?" Do you know?"

"Grandpa, besides him, there is only Zixiang."

"Zixiang." Squinting slightly, Lu Changze's eyes revealed murderousness: "Is she reliable? Or kill her to silence her. Your ability is too weird and powerful. If someone discovers it, you will be in danger. "

If word spreads, those who want to take advantage of her will definitely do whatever it takes to get her.

Lu Changze has never wanted to become stronger so that he can protect her.

Tang Jiao shook her head and said: "Zixiang is very loyal to me, please don't mess around."

"That's good." Lu Changze held her finger and said seriously: "Your Majesty must not let His Majesty know about your ability. If you have anything, tell me and I will help you deal with it."

"Your Majesty, doesn't he dote on you very much?"

"He is just His Majesty. He only favors me because I don't join any political party. He would sacrifice his son for the sake of the country. Let him know your abilities, I'm afraid your family will be in trouble."

Phew, Tang Jiao covered her mouth and laughed.

Lu Changze stretched out his hand and pinched her nose: "What's so ridiculous? I'm worried to death."

"Because you speak just like my grandfather." Thinking of her grandfather's advice, Tang Jiao couldn't suppress the smile on her lips: "Grandpa said you are no longer worthy of me."

what?

His face sank, Lu Changze glared at her with a domineering expression: "He is an old fool, don't listen to his nonsense."

No, he must find a way to become stronger.

Jiao'er is well-behaved and docile. What if the old man really brainwashes her into disliking her? It's absolutely unacceptable.

He is better than Jiao'er, letting her know that all the men in this world except herself are scum and not worth even looking at them.

Tang Jiao smiled and said, "Don't be angry anymore. It's getting late. I'll make fresh meat porridge for you tomorrow."

"Okay, let's rest first."

Lu Changze didn't feel sleepy, but he couldn't drag her to stay up late.

"Ah."

Tang Jiao asked Zixiang and Heizhu to move the couch to the bedside, lie down and talk to him in a low voice.

Lu Changze was injured after all, and he became sleepy after chatting for less than two quarters of an hour.

Outside the courtyard, Heizhu, Zixiang and others ordered the guards to carry away the body, then clean the entire courtyard with water, then sprinkle spices and light incense.

The fishy smell in the air slowly dissipated and was replaced by the fragrance of clear bamboo.