Xiao Qiao took a deep breath and said: "The slaves and Huandong were knocked unconscious last night. When the slaves woke up, the princess was sent back, but already..." Xiao Qiao pursed her lips and said: "
The slaves don’t dare to show it to anyone, they just clean the princess’s body, so no one should know.”
Lingfei nodded and said: "No matter who did it for the time being, this matter must be kept secret. Not only cannot the people of Xinjiang know about it, but also the people of Ling can't explain it clearly?"
"I know," Huandong and Xiao Qiao responded in unison.
The auspicious time has come, Lingfei Fengguanxia dressed up and set off to welcome the bride. The wedding ceremony went very smoothly. Lingfei didn't understand the wedding etiquette of Xinjiang and Ling at all, but she had Huandong and Xiaoqiao with her, so naturally she wouldn't show any flaws.
At noon, the sedan still showed no intention of stopping. Xiao Qiao thoughtfully handed over the kettle and asked softly, "Princess, do you want some water?"
Lingfei did not reach out to pick it up. She listened for two seconds and narrowed her eyes with murderous intent... Her long career as a killer gave her an intuitive sensitivity to danger.
"Princess, what's wrong?" Huandong came up and asked with concern
"It's nothing," Lingfei said with a grimace: "This sedan chair makes me dizzy and I can't breathe."
Xiao Qiao took out the fan from the box, fanned it and said obediently: "I will give you a fan, my slave."
Lingfei smiled at her appreciatively, closed his eyes and stroked his chest, secretly preparing for precautions.
After a while, several cold arrows were shot out from the grass. Lingfei heard the screams of someone who was injured and fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, seven or eight Lingguo guards were guarding the sedan to protect Lingfei.
, the people ambush in the grass also jumped out, and the scene became extremely chaotic.
Lingfei pretended to be panicked, while Huandong and Xiaoqiao also looked pale and trembling all over.
"Pa..." A cold arrow broke through the curtain and was aimed at Xiao Qiao's arm. Fortunately, her body moved half an inch to the left along with the carriage, otherwise it would have penetrated her flesh and bone.
Lingfei screamed in fright and reached out to hold a bump on the edge of the sedan.
With a "Kata" sound, the piece of wood broke easily. Lingfei was shocked. Why did the piece of wood break when she lightly broke it? The quality was too poor.
Huandong was so frightened that she couldn't even scream, but she still opened her eyes wide, opened her arms, and protected Lingfei behind her. She looked around nervously with her eyes.
Lingfei's heart felt warm. This girl was really protecting her. She hadn't had such a warm feeling in a long time.
She quietly glanced at the arrow feathers. The tip of the arrow was black and green, and it was obviously poisonous.
After a few cups of tea, the sound of fighting outside gradually stopped, and a guard asked anxiously outside the sedan: "Princess, are you okay?"
Lingfei opened the curtain and saw a tall man standing outside the sedan. He was in his thirties and had a red ribbon around his waist. The color was different from the others. Lingfei should be in charge. He pretended to be frightened and said:
"I'm fine"
"My servant failed to protect his relatives, which frightened the princess. Please forgive me." Another guard knelt down and kowtowed from a distance. Lingfei saw that his clothes were different from those of the people from the Ling Kingdom. He must be a protector of the relatives of the Xinjiang Kingdom, so he politely said
He said: "You protected me well and I was not injured. It is my duty to take credit, Xiao Qiao, and I will reward you."
Xiao Qiao took out a piece of silver and gave a piece of silver to all the living guards present. Lingfei noticed that when she walked up to the man wearing a red belt, she blessed her body politely and said, "Thank you, General Ge."
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Lingfei took the remaining silver coins from Xiao Qiao's hand and weighed them. There was still a lot. She walked slowly to General Ge and took the opportunity to glance at the dead assassins. Their clothes were black with red stripes.
The hair is tied high on the top of the head. It doesn't look like Jiang Guo's dress, nor does it look like Ling Guo's dress.
Lingfei couldn't look further, so she turned to General Ge and said: "General, these silver taels are for me to bury the dead soldiers."
Ge Zhikan raised his head and glanced quickly at Lingfei. The cold light in his eyes flashed away. He slowly lowered his head and said, "Yes."
Lingfei couldn't help but his heart jumped. He said yes? Why not Xie En? And the look in his eyes... was not the way a general looked at a princess...
"Princess, let's set off, otherwise it will be a waste of time," General Ge reminded.
Lingfei didn't say anything else, turned around and got on the sedan chair, but when the curtain of the sedan chair was lowered, he glanced at him again
There were no more troubles on the way back, but Lingfei kept her eyes closed and said nothing. Huandong and Xiaoqiao thought she was frightened and did not dare to say anything. She was just happy and peaceful.
Lingfei's mind was spinning rapidly. Who is this? Wanting to put her to death? The princess who was getting married was molested last night and assassinated today. Is this fake princess so unlucky? Is General Ge just sending the general to marry him? Or is it?
What is his relationship with his predecessor?
Lingfei bit her lip and pondered. Before she could clear her mind, the sedan chair entered the Third Prince's Mansion. She was a princess and the official wife of the third prince Situ Chen. The wedding etiquette was extremely complicated. By the time the ceremony was over, Lingfei was already so tired that his eyes were open.
Risking Venus...
After the church visit, Situ Chen held a banquet in the courtyard to entertain the guests. Lingfei was supported by Xi Niang and walked into the backyard to wait. Although she was covered with a hijab, she still noticed that the number of guests congratulating her today was pitifully small.
The grand wedding of a prince is so deserted?
Huandong mentioned to Lingfei that because the third prince had been sick for many years and was always idle, she was mentally prepared not to be pampered by the emperor Situ Lian, but she didn't expect that Situ Chen would actually be in such a state of decline.
Lingfei sat on the edge of the bed with her head covered, feeling confused. She didn't know how to survive tonight. The tragic experience in her childhood had left her completely afraid of love. In the past, she was not willing to touch any man who wanted to touch her.
She was left alive, but now that man is her husband, how could she kill someone without saying a word...
Huandong and Xiao Qiao saw that Lingfei remained silent and did not dare to speak out. Everyone knew that the third prince was sick all year round. If they had not heard that they would be widowed after marrying, the real Princess Lingfei would not refuse the marriage to her death.
But who dares to say this to Lingfei?
"You all go out, I want to have some quiet time by myself." Lingfei lowered his head and whispered, sending the maids out.
As the door closed, Lingfei quickly took off his hijab, his eyes sparkling cunningly. Since he couldn't resist, he pretended to be sick. When she entered the door, she seemed to see a big mountain behind the palace. There must be some herbs that can give people headaches and fever.
help her
Situ Chen is in poor health. If the bride becomes seriously ill on the wedding night, he will think that she is unlucky... He must have many women, and he may not come to her in the future.
The corner of Lingfei's mouth curled up with excitement. She opened the window and jumped out quietly. Lingfei was not familiar with the path to the palace. She was wary of being discovered while looking for the road to the back mountain.
"Ah..." With a muffled groan, Lingfei bumped into a hurried figure at the corner of the corridor, knocking him to the ground.
Lingfei wanted to cry but had no tears. Although she had never seen Situ Chen and could not see clearly the appearance of the person who fell, but today, except for the third prince Situ Chen, there was no one who could dress as festively as she did.