After rebirth, the prince fell into the hands of the princess again

"Why is mine a dog?" Song Jinyu was unhappy when he saw that Ji Chu chose a puppy. He didn't like dogs.

"This puppy is so cute, it looks a bit like you."

"You said I look like a dog?" Song Jinyu felt his heart was broken. He was a famous romantic and talented man in Shangjing City, how could he look like a dog?

"It's not that he looks like you, it's just... your demeanor is a little similar. Anyway, it suits you very well."

Song Jinyu was rejecting it in his heart, but this was the first time he and Ji Chu gave each other gifts, so he could only accept it reluctantly. Song Jinyu tied the peace knot around Ji Chu's waist with his own hands, which matched her clothes today. Song Jinyu was very satisfied with the gift he chose, and even liked the dog more.

After having seen and played, Tang Mumu was still worried about Rong Yan's injuries, so she planned to play for another quarter of an hour before going back.

A few people bought lanterns and went to the river in the city, where all kinds of lanterns were floating on the river.

"They are all making wishes. Do you have any wishes to write on the lanterns?"

Tang Mumu held a pen in her hand, but didn't know what to write, so she handed the pen to Rong Yan.

"I have never believed in gods or Buddhas. I only make wishes to gain peace of mind."

Tang Mumu handed it to Ji Chu again, and Ji Chu also shook her head. Her wish could not be fulfilled, and she couldn't even see anyone, so she simply didn't want to write it.

"Since no one is writing, then I won't write either. As for wishes, it's best to keep them in your heart."

Tang Mumu shrugged and returned the pen.

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do. It's great to have our own lights in the river." Tang Mumu bent down and stared at the river. He was so engrossed that he thought his eyes were blurry. He wiped his eyes and looked back again.

"Be careful." Tang Mumu used almost all of her strength to pull Rong Yan back. The long sword was just a millimeter away from piercing Rong Yan's eyes.

Before they could react, strange noises came from the river, and almost in the blink of an eye, men in black emerged from all directions. Some were in the river, some were on the roof, some were in the corridor, and even in the crowd, all of them attacked the four people on the river bank at the same time.

The people screamed and fled, but in a moment, the killer surrounded the four people. Fortunately, the people had already fled and at least no innocent people were harmed.

Tang Mumu stood in front of Rong Yan, frowned and looked around, "There are more people coming this time, what should we do? Should we fight our way out?"

"In this situation, is there any other way besides fighting our way out?" Song Jinyu also looked alert. He wished he could kill all these people. Such a good artistic conception was ruined. They were simply mean people who didn't understand romance and were despised by others.

Tang Mumu turned to look at Rong Yan, "Follow me for a while, I will try my best to protect you. Don't use force unless it is absolutely necessary. Your wound has finally scabbed over, don't let it open again."

Tang Mumu's eyes were sparkling, and under the light, there seemed to be a galaxy of stars pouring out. Rong Yan had never seen such pure eyes before, and he was sure that Tang Mumu really just wanted him to be well.

But how could this be possible? In her previous life, she had colluded with Prince Shun and lured him to the inner chamber of the palace wall, where she watched him being shot to death by arrows. When she was dying, he saw her eyes. At that time, there was only joy in her eyes. She wanted to die, and she did it.

"Did you hear that?" Rong Yan was brought back to reality by Tang Mumu's voice. He nodded in a daze. Without saying much, the two sides started fighting each other in a moment.

Tang Mumu did as she said before, she almost protected Rong Yan tightly, but after all, she was outnumbered. She was alone and could handle it for a while, but facing so many well-trained killers, she gradually found it difficult.

If Rong Yan hadn't pulled her back, the assassin's blade would have passed her by, and she might have even had a piece of flesh cut off from her shoulder.

Tang Mumu was stunned for a moment. Apart from the time when she was strangled by Rong Yan, this was the second time she was so close to death. She was unable to react for a moment.

Rong Yan pulled hard, and the two switched positions. Tang Mumu could only see Rong Yan's shoulders and back, which were so broad and strong that people wanted to lean on him at first sight.

"Don't be stunned."

Hearing Rong Yan's voice, Tang Mumu came back to his senses and tightly grasped the soft sword that Rong Yan had stuffed into his hand. Rong Yan bent down, and when Tang Mumu used the force to turn around, the five killers fell to the ground.

She had never killed anyone before, and the last time in the forest was her first time killing someone. To be honest, her hands were shaking at that time, but now she just wanted to get rid of these people as soon as possible, watching them die one by one, her heart was calm without a ripple.

Even she herself was afraid of such a change. When did she become a cold-blooded killer who didn't care about other people's lives?

The warm big palm wrapped around her slightly trembling little hand, helping her to steady the soft sword in her hand. Tang Mumu raised her eyes and met Rong Yan's gaze. It was at this moment that she realized that Rong Yan's eyes could be so gentle.

No words are needed, just a glance is enough to understand what the other person is thinking. Tang Mumu clenched the soft sword in his hand and nodded to Rong Yan. The two leaned against each other and supported each other.

Rong Yan observed the battle situation. Song Jinyu and Ji Chu only had the upper hand temporarily. If this battle could not be resolved quickly, there might be trouble.

Rong Yan turned sideways and secretly circulated energy in his palm. Tang Mumu was about to persuade him when he heard the sound of wind in his ears. The sword in the killer's hand began to fall off his hand. Following the direction of Rong Yan's palm movement, the weapon in the assassin's hand became a sharp blade to kill his companions. Someone fell into the river. Lanterns floated on the blood-stained river surface like bloodthirsty ghost ships.

Some people did not dare to move forward and began to use their companions to block the flying long blades. Some even started to wrestle with their companions in order to save their lives.

Tang Mumu grabbed Rong Yan's sleeve, shook her head at him, met Ji Chu's eyes, grasped Rong Yan's wrist tightly, jumped onto the eaves on tiptoe, and disappeared in a moment.

At Wanfang Inn, Tang Mumu's brows never relaxed as he looked at the blood that the doctor brought out. Rong Yan actually dared to gather all his strength into one place to use the technique of flying sand and rocks. For his current physical condition, it was simply reckless of consequences. If he had not withdrawn in time, I'm afraid that now it would not be as simple as a basin of blood.

Hearing the doctor say that they could go in, the three of them quickly walked in. Rong Yan stared at the roof, not knowing what he was looking at.

"How do you feel?" Tang Mumu sat down on the bed, tucked the quilt for Rong Yan, and looked at him with concern.

"much better."

"Rong Yan, do you want to die? Don't you know that you are injured? Do you know that if we hadn't left in time tonight, you would have been crippled if we had delayed it for a moment longer?"

Song Jinyu was furious. He never thought that Rong Yan would actually use this trick. Now it was still three or five days' journey to Lingnan. He thought Rong Yan would not be so impulsive. Who knew that he would actually not care about his own life. It was simply outrageous.