The Princess's Deadly Daily Life

When Li Xun rushed over after hearing the news, the thieves had already been tied up into a ball, including the one who was knocked unconscious by Yan Tai, who was also tied up and lying on the ground.

He then ordered the steward to announce that the banquet was over for the day and would not be held tomorrow or the day after.

Li Xun didn't expect the situation today to be so dangerous. It was his negligence. He never thought that there would be such vicious and unruly people involved.

Fortunately, Li Xixuan was safe and sound, otherwise I would not be able to explain to my brother; even better, I just came from Wei Yu's place, and everything was peaceful and quiet there.

The few thieves were not worth further interrogation in the palace, so the king ordered people to escort them to the government office and let specialized people do the interrogation, thus restoring peace to the palace.

The secret guard was seriously injured, but fortunately, his injuries were not absolutely vital. Li Xun treated his injuries personally and now he has been placed in an empty room to recuperate. Since he was injured for the master, he naturally would not be treated unfairly.

Seeing Li Xiying barely escape from danger, Li Xuan comforted her, "It's Uncle Four's fault. Are you scared?" He bowed his head and sighed, "I won't choose a prince consort in the future. If you don't want to marry, then don't marry. You don't have to be afraid of being an old aunt for the rest of your life. Uncle Four will protect you and raise you as his own daughter."

Li Xixuan heard this and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She had already forgotten about her narrow escape from death. The soft spot in her heart was touched and tears of grievance welled up in her eyes. "Fourth...Uncle!"

"Are you good at talking?"

Li Jian paused and nodded, "Of course I have the final say!" Suddenly remembering something, he took out a porcelain bottle from his secret pocket, "I have prepared this self-defense item a long time ago and have been wanting to give it to you. Now you keep it close to you and use it when you are in danger."

Li Xiying did not take the bottle. She frowned, and the scene reminded her of something emotional. "Is the secret guard dying?" He was injured for her anyway, and now he is being carried away and it is unknown whether he is dead or alive. If he survived, did he receive any medicine?"

She wondered if her fourth uncle was embarrassed to say that the secret guards could not protect her in the future, so he gave her the protective item as a roundabout way to save the country?

"Are you satisfied with him?" Li Xuan said, with a hint of regret in his tone, "But his skills are still not good enough..."

"Who said that? He's quite skilled, but two fists can't beat four hands. What's more, there are three people on the other side, and they are armed with weapons. He can only fight with his bare hands!" She looked solemn, "Is he going to die?"

"He can survive, he just needs to rest for a few days. If you need him, he can still protect you in the future." Li Xun said.

After hearing this, she finally felt relieved.

"Don't you want this medicine bottle?" Li Zhen was about to take back the porcelain bottle.

"Who said that!" She took the porcelain bottle, opened the stopper, and looked into the light to see that the powder inside was inky black.

She looked at the exquisite bottle and was about to get closer to identify the smell of the medicine, but was stopped by Li Xuan, "Don't smell it, since it is a self-defense item, of course it is for others to smell! Just sprinkle a small amount and inhale it into the nose to achieve the effect of falling to the ground immediately. Remember that the medicinal properties of this powder are not strong and can only last for a quarter of an hour. In terms of delaying the medicinal properties, your fourth uncle and I are still working hard."

She found it very interesting, "This powder is so powerful!" She paused, "What if the other person holds his breath?"

"That may not be useless." He answered. He didn't know she would ask such a tricky question, but he still said patiently, "People can stop breathing for a while, but they can't do it all the time. As long as you grasp the right degree, you will become more and more comfortable with it. I hope you won't need it in the future."

"Who knows?" She put it away as if it were a treasure and thanked her fourth uncle!

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After today, the whole Chang'an city spread the news that there was a princess living in Prince Xian's mansion. People who had seen her boasted about her to the sky, saying that the princess, who was as precious as gold and jade and as beautiful as a fairy, had received favors from them and how bravely she subdued the criminals.

Some even said that the reason why the deserted royal palace suddenly invited people of appropriate age to a banquet was that it actually wanted to choose a prince consort from among the common people.

The statement caused an uproar when it was exposed.

Believe it or not, it's just a joke after dinner. Without the saint's personal order, who would dare to propose marriage to the princess? It's not easy to win the beauty, not to mention that this beauty is of noble status.

Cui Silang also heard this rumor after he returned, but he just laughed it off.

He came to ask Long Qi on the day of the banquet, but he didn't seem to care. He thought Long Qi would not go, but he still saw him in the palace. Maybe he was one of the people who had seen the princess's face. Thinking of this, his lips curled up. With Qilang's appearance and talent, if the princess saw him, she would probably be as timid as the maids in the palace and unable to walk.

Although Qilang is his mother's nephew, no one dares to treat him as an outsider. However, his identity has always been a mystery. Everyone deliberately avoids talking about Qilang's parents. Not only does his mother value him very much, but his grandfather also often brings him around to cultivate him. Otherwise, there would be many people who would oppress him.

Everyone knows that he is living under someone else's roof, but few people know that he has never suffered any hardship since he was a child. He and his brothers are harmonious and courteous. Everyone is studying literature, but he is able to master both literature and martial arts. A lot of money and effort have been spent on him.

He still remembers the Taoist priest who was good at martial arts. He was truly an immortal. Only after his mother begged him many times did he agree to accept him as his last disciple.

I was jealous when I was a child, but I got used to it and it didn’t matter anymore. I just thought that he was an orphan and that’s why people took him seriously.

If the princess really chooses her prince consort from the common people, it is not impossible that he will be her adopted son-in-law.

Thinking of what happened the day before, a soft figure fell into his arms. No... to be precise, she fell out of Brother Qi's room and then fell into his arms.

Thinking of this, his ears couldn't help but turn red.

If she likes Qilang, and Qilang has no interest in her, then does he still have a chance since he has already been politely rejected?

He looked at the purse on the table, feeling uneasy. He then stood up, put the purse away, and went out to find someone to play chess with in order to calm himself.

Shan Luo arrived at the gate of Prince Xian's mansion in the evening, but he hesitated and did not dare to ask anyone to inform him until late at night, when the gate was closed and everyone was asleep.

The wind was howling, the moon was hiding and refusing to lend more light, and the night birds were flying around and crying mournfully, which scared her so much that her sleepiness disappeared and she opened her eyes wide.

A lantern floated up to her. She sat on the steps, curled up and dared not make a sound. The owner of the lantern disappeared into the night and scolded her, "Who are you? Why are you still wandering outside in the middle of the night?"

Shan Luo was relieved when he heard the voice. He looked up and saw that it was a soldier of the Imperial Guard patrolling the curfew. He was also frightened. "I... I'm not wandering around. I'm just waiting for the palace to open."

The man narrowed his eyes and saw that she was a woman and did not intend to embarrass her, but his tone was unfriendly: "Go knock on the door."

"I... I don't dare." Shan Luo's nose felt sore and he almost cried, "Just let me wait at the door."

"Since you insist, then follow me!" As he said that, the imperial guard put his sword against her shoulder.

"No, no, no, I... I'll knock on the door." Shanluo stood up, took a few steps, and knocked on the door at the urging of the soldier.

After knocking several times, no one responded. Just when he was about to give up, the soldier urged him to knock again until the steward opened the door, "Who is it? Knocking on the door of the palace in the middle of the night?"

Seeing a poor young lady with a patrolling soldier behind her, the manager became even more confused.

"I'm here to find... the princess. I've always been with the princess before." Shan Luo said timidly.

"Why are you looking for me in the middle of the night? How should I inform you?" The manager was quite displeased.

The soldier said impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense. Are you one of us? If not, follow me and I will deal with you as if you violated the curfew."

The steward looked at her and recalled that there was indeed such a young girl following the princess before, and that the princess later sent her away. He was not sure if it was her, but the more he looked at her now, the more she resembled her. The candlelight was too dim, and he could not see clearly, but it was almost certain.

If this woman was taken away by the soldiers without knowing what was going on, and the princess asked about it one day, she would probably be punished. Thinking of this, the steward hurriedly said, "Come in."

He placed her in an empty servant's room for the night and told her that they could talk about it tomorrow if she had anything to say. The young lady nodded quickly and that was the arrangement.

Shan Luo slept on the bamboo bed with his eyes closed but could not sleep all night.