The Reborn Noble Girl is Hard to Find

Just as she stepped in front of Fu Yunxi, the servant outside suddenly came to report: "My lord, there is a girl who wants to see you."

The dancer's movement of spreading her arms froze, and Fu Yunxi's eyes flashed: "Let her come in."

"I really don't see that you still have this skill." Helian Yu said with a narrow smile: "Who is the girl who came to find our prince." After the girl entered the room, everyone was slightly taken aback, because this girl and the other three Everyone knows it, but it is Zhuang Hanyan's personal maid, Shu Hong.

"Little girl, why are you?" Helianyu exclaimed first.

Shu Hong's eyes flashed, she knelt down suddenly, hugged the purple-clothed dancer's leg and cried loudly: "Miss, woo woo, Miss, Hong'er has finally found you. If you don't want to marry Young Master Li, it's fine. Now, the master will not force you, but how can you go to that kind of place and humble yourself. Miss, Miss, go home with Hong’er.”

The purple-clothed dancer didn't expect such an outburst, and suddenly a strange maid came and cried while hugging her thigh. With a tight heart, seeing the three people in the seat who were talking and laughing, their faces froze, and they looked at themselves meaningfully.

The purple-clothed dancer was stunned for a while, and immediately replied, "You have mistaken the person."

Shu Hong was unrelenting, crying and shouting: "Miss, this servant knows that Miss is suffering, but she can't help but go home. The master is in a hurry, and the madam washes her face with tears all day long..." She was originally a calm and calm temperament. On weekdays, emotions and anger are not enough. At this moment, the acting is not only not jerky, but the listener is naturally sad. If Ji Lan was present, his eyes would almost fall out of shock.

Seeing that the purple-clothed dancer couldn't pull it off, she said angrily: "I'm not your young lady, what do you want to do?" Turning to look at Fu Yunxi on the soft couch, tears filled her eyes: "Your Highness, save me! "

Fu Yunxi's indifferent eyes swept towards her, the dancer just felt cold all over her body, she was clearly a handsome face, but that stern aura was naturally inviolable. Under those deep eyes like ink, all the plans in his heart seemed to be invisible. Gritting her teeth, she moved her foot, and Shu Hong only felt that her abdomen was kicked. In the eyes of others, that foot seemed to be just a slight struggle, but with ten percent of the strength, a piercing pain hit, Shu. The red hand loosened, covering his abdomen and lying on his back. When she looked up again, the dancer was already running towards Fu Yunxi's arms: "My lord!"

There were tears on her face, and her body was soft and boneless. Even if she had any doubts about her, as a man, seeing such a pitiful beauty in tears, she couldn't help but soften her heart. Fu Yunxi just stared at the wine cup in his hand, as if the fine wine there could attract his full attention.

The moment the dancer approached Fu Yunxi's arms, a cold light suddenly appeared on her sleeve, and a bright silver dagger came out of its sheath and stabbed the other party's heart. She looked ferocious, and looked like a ghost. The man opposite saw the dagger breaking into the wind, but his brows did not move. He only pursed his lips, and the knuckles holding the wine cup were slightly forced, and the white jade wine cup suddenly broke into several pieces. The white jade pieces spread out like petals, and with a flexible force, they gently and skillfully met the dagger. The dancer only felt a shock in her hand, and the bone-piercing pain spread from her wrist. With a crisp sound, it was the jade piece that knocked down the dagger in her hand, and both fell to the ground.

She widened her eyes and said in horror: "You..." Her skills are definitely not bad, but this seemingly handsome man actually blocked his assassination so lightly? But the other party, like a joke, clearly did not use all his strength to confront each other.

Before she could wait for her next move, she saw a sudden loud explosion from the window, the sound of tables and chairs colliding, and the voice of women crying incessantly. Immediately afterwards, the back froze, and dozens of masked men in black came out of the window.

Fu Yunxi's eyes turned cold, and she suddenly sat up, a man in black slashed at his back with a knife, but the next second he was unconscious. Looking down, his right hand holding the knife had been cut to the ground, and there was not a trace of blood on the wound. But seeing the white clothes fluttering, where there is still Fu Yunxi's shadow in the seat, only a light-colored official silk embroidered with white plums flashed, leaving a cold voice with twelve points of suffocation: "The aftermath."

At this time, in the next room, Han Yan hid behind the huge official kiln vase and didn't dare to make a sound, and she didn't know what was going on. She just let Shu Hong into Fu Yunxi's room and waited in the next room. The rooms here are divided into the outer room and the inner room. The inner room is where the guests talk at the banquet. There is a screen outside, leaving the maids outside waiting for orders. This guest did not leave a maid to serve. Han Yan was not easy to be seen by others, so he hid outside. Unexpectedly, within a short while, the sound of sword fighting came from the inside. At the same time, the hall was also in chaos, and there was no way to get in or out right now, so I had to temporarily hide behind a half-person-high official kiln vase.

She breathes slowly, but she is anxious in her heart. What is the situation now? Will something happen to Shu Hong? Thinking of this, Han Yan was even more anxious. In his heart, he secretly scolded himself for meddling with his own business. If he wasn't worried that the Seventh Prince would be disadvantaged to Fu Yunxi, why would he have come here eagerly, now that he is in prison, and he has also caught up with Shu Hong.

At this moment, there was a burst of crying and begging for mercy from the female family members, accompanied by the cry of the baby, the cold wild goose's heart froze, followed by the tearing sound of the long knife stabbing the flesh, the cry of the baby and the cry of the wife. It came to an abrupt end. Han Yan's heart sank slowly, and she couldn't help clenching her fists. But for a moment, the sound of light footsteps came from the silent room.

The voice seemed to be suffocating, Han Yan only felt that her scalp was numb, her back was covered in cold sweat, her body behind the vase was trembling slightly, but she calmly touched the plum thorn on her waist.

"Da, da, da", the footsteps were getting closer and closer to Han Yan, Han Yan only felt that her palms were terribly hot, and her breathing became more and more suppressed.

When the footsteps passed Han Yan's side, Han Yan breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately escaped the disaster, but the breath was not well-proportioned.

not good! Han Yan shouted in her heart, she has no martial arts, these men in black are trained in martial arts, and their ears are excellent. The lightning bolt violently pulled out the plum blossom thorn on his waist and stabbed at the man with all his strength, thinking that even if he died today, he would also perish with this man.

Unexpectedly, the cold wind stopped above his head, and a pair of cool hands gently caressed his head. Han Yan raised his head with wide eyes, facing a pair of deep black eyes, his handsome face under the moonlight was more like a banished immortal, and he did not eat fireworks. With a long sword with crystal clear body, he stared at himself lightly.

It was Fu Yunxi.

Han Yan was stunned for a while, and when he woke up, he realized that he was staring at the other party for a long time, and then stuttered for a while: "Wang... Wangye."