The Reborn Noble Girl is Hard to Find

She laughed out loud: "One for three, I earned it."

He was hit hard in the back of the head, and then the blade flashed and slashed straight at the back of her neck. She closed her eyes, this time, she was afraid she couldn't escape, so that's fine.

The breeze was three feet, the head fell to the ground, and hot blood splashed on the grass.

It was another person who fell.

The burly man couldn't even see who it was, and his head was already in a different place. The rest of the people attacked, but they saw the white shirts fluttering among the galloping horses, and their movements were as fast as lightning. A few times, the breeze was speechless, and the surroundings were dead silent.

Han Yan slowly opened her eyes and saw Fu Yunxi sitting on the horse, looking down at her. There was still a murderous aura in his eyes that he didn't have time to put away, as if a fallen immortal tainted with sins, had fallen into a demon, always calm and self-controlled, but at this moment there was only deep worry.

The sword in his hand was still dripping blood, Han Yan forced a smile, perhaps wanting to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say, so he stretched out his hand: "I'm fine." As soon as the voice fell, his eyes darkened and he lost consciousness.

Fu Yunxi flew up, picked her up, and returned to the horse. She saw the woman who had always been able to do everything with ease. She was embarrassed at the moment, but she was still relieved, and she couldn't help but hug her tighter.

Fortunately, still alive.

It was like a long dream. In the dream, there were large tracts of blood. Countless people with knives were pressing towards him, and his ears were filled with sharp whispers. The face was in front of him, and the mother was lying on the bed, dying of breath, and the seventh prince waved his hand, as if he was going to order the beheading of Zhuang Hanming. Han Ming knelt on the ground. Han Yan found that her body seemed to be able to float, and no one could see her. She wanted to grab something, but saw the corner of her clothes slip past her fingertips, grabbing a piece of nothingness. Is she dead? Why do you see such a heartbreaking scene, there is nothing, the despair is shocking.

If you die, there really is nothing left. Those loves, those hates, nothing will be left. At this time, it was as if there had never been any trace of her. She covered her face and burst into tears.

However, I felt that I was accommodated in a warm embrace. Whose voice was so stable, as if it had magical power to dispel all terrible things, and who was calling her name softly in her ear, softly and firmly: " Zhuang Hanyan."

Fu Yunxi looked down at the girl who was holding on to her sleeve. She didn't know what she was dreaming about. Tears kept flowing. He had never seen such a fragile Han Yan before. of joy. He still remembered the fact that the prince told him that Han Yan might have died. It was easy to guess that someone had premeditated what happened today. The purpose was to target the prince and destroy the Han Yan sister and brother by the way. However, Han Yan rushed out to protect the prince and fell into the hands of those Xirong people, fearing that it would be more fortunate than fortune.

At that moment, almost his whole heart twitched with pain, and the young man, who had always been calm and calm, felt "scared" for the first time. I am very afraid of losing her. If I can't see her childish little face again, if I can't hear her softly shouting in a serious tone: "My lord." If there is no such a mysterious girl in my life , how boring. The things in this world, Fu Yunxi can only be divided into three kinds, one is what he doesn't want, one is his, and the other is Han Yan. The things he wants will naturally be presented eagerly, and the things he doesn't want will not be stained even a little bit. But he wanted Han Yan, but it wasn't so easy.

Bit by bit, she disintegrated her line of defense and entered her heart bit by bit, thinking that she had full control over everything, but she didn't know who was the one who fell in the end?

In his sleep, Han Yan grabbed his sleeve, and his expression was dependent and weak. He thought of the moment he saw Han Yan, the blood-stained girl fell to her knees, holding a sharp sword in one hand, brighter than the blade, are her eyes. The blood around her was one after another, and the miserable state could be seen at a glance. The corners of her lips were smiling, but her eyes were sad and desperate.

It's hard to imagine that a girl would have such a look, as if she's gone through all the hardships in this world, and there's nothing more left than ridiculing the cold and thin world. He only felt so distressed that it was the first time that such an irrational murder had occurred. In fact, he should have left a living mouth to interrogate the mastermind behind the scenes, but he didn't want to do so. First, even without interrogation, he would know who the person behind her was. More importantly, no one in this world could touch her.

They can't live if they hurt her.

Fu Yunxi stretched out a hand and held her soft barley. From the beginning, he was interested in her, and then he wanted to protect her from harm, and now he is so nervous about Han Yan's tense. He has always been cold, and he should understand that he likes this little girl. For ordinary people, the word "like" is nothing, but for Fu Yunxi, Zhuang Hanyan is the first one who has liked a woman for so many years, except for his mother-in-law.

He leaned down and touched Han Yan's forehead with his cold lips. Han Yan's brows loosened a little, he watched quietly, a hint of warmth flashed in his eyes.

I don't know how long I slept, but when Han Yan woke up, it was already the next morning. Ji Lan fluttered to Zheng Xiang who was sleeping beside her bed, Han Yan moved, and when Shu Hong, who was twisting her veil, saw it, she was immediately surprised: "Miss!"

Han Yan frowned, "Why did you get up?" Shu Hong's injury hasn't healed yet, so how can she come out and serve others.

Ji Lan also woke up, saw Han Yan wake up, tears flowed down immediately, and smiled again: "Miss is awake."

Shu Hong also followed and held Han Yan's hand: "Miss, don't scare the slaves like this in the future, it's dangerous, if there are three long and two short..." Shu Hong has always been calm, but at this moment she is also full of tears. Who doesn't know, she was staying in the mansion well yesterday, and suddenly she heard the maid in the front yard saying that something happened to Chunji, she felt a little uneasy, but she didn't expect Ji Lan to be sent back after a while , and at the same time learned the news of Han Yan's disappearance. The two maids were in a hurry in the mansion, and they were ordered not to leave the mansion during extraordinary times. Ji Lan also had a big quarrel with the prince's personal guard. Later, Wang Ye rode his horse back, holding the blood-covered Han Yan, and as soon as he entered the mansion, he said Xuan Wu Tai doctor, everyone was terrified. Ji Lan and Shu Hong were even more frightened. They had never seen Han Yan bleeding so much, with stab wounds all over his body, unconscious in the prince's arms, as if he was going to sleep forever.

The imperial doctor came quickly, bandaged the wound for Han Yan, and ordered to take good care of the wound. Ji Lan and Shu Hong were really worried, and after begging for a long time, they agreed to watch Han Yan closely.

Han Yan smiled and said, "It's alright, what about your lord?"