Xia Jie just walked to the threshold of Lantang Pavilion and saw a bunch of black snakes and the little palace maid lying on the ground. His expression changed a bit, but he was not one of those weak and incompetent kings. He was a hero who had fought on the battlefield with the late emperor.
host!
The cold sword flew and the sword shadows were chaotic. In a moment, the poisonous snakes surrounding the door had been chopped to pieces by him. The thick black snake led the surviving poisonous snakes to the side.
"Who is it? You are not allowed to come in. Just throw your clothes over to me. I can go out by myself."
When Xia Jie heard Yi Fang's words from the bathroom, he stood on his head in anger and roared: "Damn woman, come out here." At the same time, he strode inside.
"emperor?"
With a bit of surprise and disbelief in his voice, Xia Jie saw a figure struggling to swim out from the shadows in the corner of the bath.
The pale face, water-stained eyes, dry lips, and the shocking bleeding wound on the neck! As well as the ruthless wrists and the gold hairpin still held high!
Xia Jie's forehead throbbed with veins. Seeing the fragile look in Yi Fang's eyes, his heart twitched and his finger joints turned white from excessive exertion.
"Dou Yifang, you!"
Xia Jie threw the sword aside, jumped into the water, and hugged Yi Fang hard in his arms!
With one palm, he slapped the golden hairpin in Yifang's hand, picked up her injured wrist and looked at it. Xia Jie cursed with red eyes: "Dou Yifang, you have always been a smart woman, but this time you are so stupid.
Wait here to die!"
However, Yifang didn't seem to hear Xia Jie's words. He blinked, raised his right hand, wiped Xia Jie's face, and showed a dazed smile.
"Is he the emperor? Is he really the emperor?"
Xia Jie's full anger suddenly dissipated in such a confused question, and his heart twisted into a ball. Xia Jie had no time to care about the origin of this pain. As he hugged Yi Fang tightly to the edge of the pool, he said softly: