"Miss Mo, if the token is correct, please follow me."
Seeing Mo Zihan just playing with the jade pendant and leaving him alone, the man in black was a little depressed. This was not his home. He had to risk his life to come here to pick someone up. This woman was wasting her time here.
!
"I'm not leaving."
The woman's words made the man in black's eyes widen. What did she mean? He had come all the way from Chaoyang to North Vietnam just to avoid causing trouble to Chaoyang and to give North Vietnam an excuse to send troops to Chaoyang in the future. He was already quite honest.
After waiting here for ten days, now that she arrived in North Vietnam, she actually told him that she wasn't leaving?
Mo Zihan took off the other jade pendant he was wearing from his waist, and handed it to the man in black along with Nangong Jin's one.
"Bringing a jade pendant is much more convenient than taking a person with you. Just consider that you have completed your mission and go back to life with this jade pendant. By the way, tell him that the wife he chose is very good and powerful. As a sister, I wish him well.
I hope he can take good care of his parents."
Seeing that the man in black still didn't move, Mo Zihan chased away the guest and said, "Okay, you can go. I will count to three and I will scream. You can take care of yourself."
When Mo Zihan counted to the second time, the man in black came back to his senses and left quickly.
The woman did what she said. When she counted to three, a miserable scream came from the princess's bedroom.
Seeing three assassins escaping from the post house, Nahai immediately sent people to chase them. He quickly came to the princess's bedroom, only to see the princess's guards standing aside, and the princess's arm was bleeding profusely.
Na Hai was shocked and immediately sent someone to notify Ao Deng, who lived in the prefect's mansion not far away.
Aoden, who came in a hurry, watched nervously as the doctor treated the bright red wound on Mo Zihan's arm, with his brows knitted together. He couldn't imagine that a weak woman like Mo Zihan should be cut with this knife on her arm.
How painful it is.
"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince, fortunately the guards were on time and the princess only suffered some skin injuries, which are not serious. The villain has already bandaged the wounds of the princess. As long as the dressing is changed on time, she will be fully recovered in a few days."
After listening to the doctor's words, Aoden's frown eased a little.
Looking at Mo Zihan, who was leaning on the edge of the bed and had removed her phoenix crown, her exquisite face was hard to look at. In addition, she was injured and her face was a little pale. She was so pitiful that you couldn't help but want to protect her.
My heart skipped a beat.
Realizing that he should not have feelings, Aoden's face turned slightly red, he tilted his head to one side in embarrassment, and said to the cold wind: "Do you know who assassinated the princess tonight?"
Naturally, Lengfeng didn't know how to answer. His face was as dark as if he was about to drip out of ink, and he stood aside silently. He still doesn't understand why Mo Zihan wanted to scratch himself with a knife. Damn it! No.
Does it hurt? What on earth does she want to do? Even if it's a big deal, she can't make fun of herself!
"May I ask His Royal Highness, does Beiyue and Luo Zhi have any grudge?"
Mo Zihan's question made Aoden frown. "As far as I know, no. What? Is this assassin related to Luo Zhiguo?"
After hearing Ao Deng's words, Mo Zihan's face suddenly darkened.
"That's strange. Along the way, this was the second time I was chased by Luo Zhiguo's killers. The first time was in Chaoyang. My personal maid died trying to save me."