Qiuxiang's voice came from outside the door, "Princess, it's me. I've cooked some meat porridge for you."
Chu Yue asked Lu Xiang to bring it in, and asked Qiu Xiang and others to come in and sit down. They all talked and did needlework, so as not to make people panic and miserable.
At this time, a shrill scream came from the distance, and everyone was shocked.
Chu Yue stood up and Qiu Xiang said: "Princess, it came from Concubine Li."
Chu Yue called someone to take a look, but there was no movement for a long time.
She felt bad.
At this time, there was a sound of fighting at the courtyard gate, and Su Mu was startled and rushed over.
Chu Yue's intuition seemed to be bad, her eyes blurred, and a man in black had climbed through the window and entered with a sword across her neck.
Several girls were frightened and screamed.
Luxiang's little face turned pale, "Okay, good man, spare your life. If you want money, we will give it to you. Please, please let our princess go."
The man was dressed in black, with black hair spread over his shoulders, covering most of his face. His face was covered with a black mask, only revealing his sharp lower jaw, almost bloodless thin lips, and a pair of cold knives.
's eyes.
The sword in his hand was very narrow, only half the width of an ordinary sword, but it was like a stream of autumn water, filled with cold light.
But Chu Yue calmed down and said, "May I ask if you have any grudges against me?"
The man snorted coldly, "Nothing."
At this time, Su Mu turned around and saw that the princess was being accused. He regretted it endlessly. If the princess had made a mistake...
He didn't dare to think about it, the knuckles of his fingers holding the sword rattled, and the inner strength in his body was like an open bow, almost ready to burst out.
The man in black glared coldly: "Where's Mu Youche? Let him sacrifice his life to get the woman back."
Su Mu was angry, but he didn't dare to mess around. He looked at the man and said, "Do you think that no one can recognize your true face if you wear a mask? Lord Leng Fei Yan Leng can shake the nine provinces with one sword."
"Haha!" Leng Feiyan laughed loudly, but his internal energy continued to flow without any flaws, "Huh, am I afraid of people?"
He wears the mask all year round, and even acquaintances have never seen his true face.
Of course it's not shameful.
Su Mu said in a deep voice: "As far as I know, my master has no grudges against Master Leng."
Leng Feiyan's face was solemn, "Haven't you ever heard of using people's money to eliminate disasters for others?"
