774. Chapter 773 Long live Her Majesty the Queen [97]
"Why don't I restrain myself after seeing this! I want to make me angry to death!" Lan Jieyu sat down on the chair, raised the teapot and started to pour water roughly. She was so thirsty that she hadn't eaten since she came out of the palace.
Something drank water.
What's wrong with sadness? Sadness is not suicide. You can't go on a hunger strike all the time.
"You're heartless. I usually treat you so well!" He scolded and stuffed his mouth with snacks.
The four of them looked at the sky together - the princess is indeed a princess, even her sadness is different from others. Is she really a heroine? The protagonist shouldn't be covered with a quilt, crying and vomiting blood.
Are they sadistic people? Why are they so energetic now, eating and drinking all they want, and still have time to think about them?
(Liu Liu: Because he was abused too much, the author suddenly realized his conscience~)
The four of them looked at the sky and naturally couldn't see the answer, but they could see... the killer.
When dozens of black-clad and masked people jumped in from outside the courtyard wall, the four of them noticed it immediately.
He immediately drew out his soft sword and surrounded Lan Jieyu in the middle.
Lan Jieyu worried that he would not starve to death for the time being, and that the people outside would definitely not want to see a princess reincarnated as a starving ghost, so she regained her grace, poured tea slowly, and enjoyed the drink carefully.
Lingxi raised his soft sword and scolded: "Who are you? How dare you break into the prime minister's house openly!"
Naturally, those dozens of killers would not answer the questions. They had the same goal, staring at the woman in gorgeous clothes who was leisurely sipping tea behind Lingxi.
A bloody battle is inevitable.
There are countless shadow guards around Lan Jieyu, who are not given orders and will never show up. Therefore, even in this precarious situation, no one except the four maids came to help.
It was Lan Jieyu who said softly: "Keep him alive."
"Yes, princess!"
The four maids rose up with swords and fought endlessly with the man in black.
As the killings continued, the smell of blood in the yard became stronger and stronger, almost nauseatingly strong.
However, Lan Jie's tone was calm and calm, and she drank the tea calmly. Her expression remained unchanged throughout, as if she was watching a farce.
The four maids' martial arts are extremely high, and although the killers are also top-notch, it's a pity that they have to face the Shuoyue Shadow Guards who are one against a hundred.
Especially these four women, each of them was trained by Chunyu Zijin himself, and their martial arts and mental skills have already been beyond the reach of human beings.
After about a quarter of an hour, they ended the massacre.
Those who fell in a pool of blood were not breathing, while those who were alive had broken leg bones, and they all knelt in front of Lan Jieyu.
Lan Jieyu held a set of three porcelain cups, lowered his head and took a sip, "Tell me, who sent you?"
"You never know." One of the killers sneered, biting his back teeth sharply.
"Oops!" Lingxi opened his chin, looked inside, turned to Lan Jie and said, "Princess, he committed suicide by taking poison."
Not only that man, but several others who were captured bitten the poison hidden in their back teeth and committed suicide.
"Just die. Suicide is a relief for them." Lan Jieyu put down the porcelain cup and smiled lightly: "Get rid of the person. I don't want my father's place to be stained with blood."
"Yes, princess." Huanrong took out a porcelain bottle and poured the transparent water on the body. The body immediately turned into blood. After a while, even the blood disappeared.
Except for the thin smell of blood in the air, the yard was so clean that it seemed that the fight just now didn't happen at all.