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Autumn is coming, the seasons are turning, and the crystal snowflakes have fallen on the tops of the houses in Jade City inadvertently.
However, Xia Han, who had just turned six years old, was not in the mood to appreciate this scene because he was assassinated——
"It hurts... I wish I had a band-aid."
Xia Han clutched his stomach and walked against the wall. A trace of blood flowed from between his fingers, and was absorbed by the light yellow paper hanging at his waist.
This injury obviously cannot be treated with a band-aid.
But Xia Han was still very grateful for his good luck. In the past six months, he had suffered numerous assassinations, but under the protection of Xiao Sheng and the thieves, nothing had happened. Therefore, he relaxed his defense - who would have expected that the assassin would assassinate him in the toilet.
On the way back to the city that day, Xia Han wanted to go to the toilet alone, but as soon as he entered, he saw a man lying on the ground, twitching while touching his anus.
When he saw it, it was unscientific for me to wipe it! Then he covered his anus and ran out. The assassin obviously realized that he had stabbed the wrong anus, so he threw the knife out temporarily - just in time to hit Xia Han.
Fortunately, the thief appeared in time and allowed Xia Han to escape.
"Little princess!"
Xiao Sheng's figure flashed in front of Xia Han. He looked at Xia Han's wounds with a livid face: "Another assassination! I'll kill that guy!"
"Someone has already gone to kill him..." Xia Han glanced at Xiao Sheng, and then sighed: "You'd better take me back to the carriage."
Xiao Sheng was stunned for a moment, then he helped Xia Han up and took him back to the carriage.
"Your Highness!"
Wu Jian, who was waiting on the carriage, saw Xia Han's injury and immediately stood up: "Xue... you are injured!" She stretched out her hand to help Xia Han sit down, then found medicine and bandages from under the stool and wrapped them skillfully.
Fortunately, the injury was not as horrific as it seemed. The stabbing only damaged the skin and did not go into the stomach. Wu Jian quickly stopped the bleeding.
"Thanks."
Xia Han let out a sigh of relief and then closed his eyes tiredly.
The carriage drove smoothly, and the wooden wheels made a squeaking sound as they passed through the snow, leaving two deep traces on the back that stretched into the distance.
"Stop!" A clear female voice called to stop the carriage. Xia Han didn't even need to look to guess that there was a lolita riding a pony outside - Bai Yue. This girl didn't know why she held Xia Han so strongly.
With a sense of hostility, they have been intercepting their carriages these days.
"Idiot Princess, you must explain today why the theater you are using is not allowed to be used by others!" She was making a fuss outside, and Xia Han muttered in his heart: "This question is none of my business, you should ask your boss
father.】
He is only responsible for singing and does not care about anything else.
"Wu Jian, go and ask her to leave." Xia Han ordered Wu Jian, who nodded and opened the curtain and walked out.
"Miss, His Highness is sleeping in the car, can you please not disturb him?"
"What! Sleep?... There's nothing you can do if you sleep. You can't hear me... Then I'll come back tomorrow..."
Bai Yue rode the pony and left neatly - she was as natural as ever. Xia Han closed his eyes. He was worried about Bai Yue's future... Can this girl really survive when she grows up?
Returning to the City Lord's Mansion, the injured Xia Han was immediately helped to his room and settled down. His dinner and medicinal soup were brought from the kitchen by Wu Jian.
After drinking the last dose of medicine, it was already very late. Wu Jian put the dishes and chopsticks on the floor and found some dried meat from under the bed.
"You haven't fed the little eagle yet?"
Xia Han took a nap before, so he didn't know what happened.
The little eagle was a fat bird he picked up half a year ago. The two of them thought it was just an ordinary bird to play with, but they didn't expect that the little eagle grew stronger and stronger, and later turned into a white eagle.
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"Well, I've been busy in the kitchen." Wu Jian nodded, and then walked out of the door with the dried meat. The white eagle, which had grown to the point where it could no longer fit in the cage, was already screaming with hunger, and was immediately excited when he saw the dried meat in Wu Jian's hand.
stand up.
"Okay, don't move!" Wu Jian stabilized the cage and put the dried meat in. Just as she put it in, she suddenly swayed and fell to the ground with a bang.
"No sword!" Xia Han was surprised, but quickly answered him with "It's okay".
Wu Jian patted his clothes and stood up slowly, turned his back to Xia Han and said, "I accidentally tripped my foot just now." She touched the white eagle in the cage, then walked into the room and blew out the candle.
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"Your Highness, we will release the little eagle in two days. It is too fat."
Wu Jian walked to the bed, and while talking, he bent down to pick up the utensils on the floor.
"Wait a minute." Xia Han pulled her sleeve. Even though the room was dark, he still found Wu Jian's movements a little unnatural: "Are you sick again?"
"Nothing can be hidden from your Highness..." Wu Jian smiled, she carefully let go of Xia Han's hand, and then picked up the utensil: "I have a slight illness, but I will be fine tomorrow morning anyway."
She walked outside, and Xia Han could see the snowflakes flying under the moonlight through her back.
"In half a year, you have been sick sixty-eight times." He suddenly said.
Wu Jian paused and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry..."
"Except for this sentence?"
"there is none left..."
She quickly left the house.
On winter nights, the night sky is as clear as precious jade. The two moons lead the stars to compete in the vast sky. The cold wind blows through the corridor from time to time, scattering snowflakes on the girl. Wu Jian packed his things and did not sleep. She held
The barrel washes clothes quietly in the corridor, almost without interruption every day.
Xia Han was lying on the bed, looking up at the sky outside. The snowflakes flying in the sky made him feel very elegant, but he couldn't be happy at all.
why?
"Hey, do you want to kill me too?"
Xia Han suddenly spoke, and a vague shadow appeared next to his bed: "No... Your Highness, I am your guardian."
The masked thief knelt down on one knee beside the bed. b Xia Qiu Dong established their own countries as surnames. After thousands of years of turbulence, the reason why the four royal families still control nearly 80% of the human world today must be attributed to the biggest contributors.
to their respective guardian clans.
Each royal family with a surname has a different guardian clan. The guardian clan has the highest status in the empire. The four royal families give extremely high recognition to the guardian clan. If any non-royal person in the empire kills the guardian clan, the four royal families will work together to eradicate this person.
.
Therefore, for thousands of years, only a few people dared to take action against the guardian clan.
This method of inheritance to this day is almost unbelievable. The guardian clan has never betrayed the country for thousands of years, and has never cut off its bloodline. It is like a fantasy, and legend has it that only four kings know the truth.
"Your Highness, please rest assured that I will not let anyone hurt you..."
The thief disappeared after saying that. Xia Han watched him disappear calmly, and then looked outside.
I don't know how long it took, but Wu Jian walked in. She looked at Xia Han, who was still asleep, and asked in a low voice: "Can't you sleep?"
"It's a bit cold..." Xia Han patted the edge of the bed and smiled: "Come up, I want to sleep with you."
Wu Jian was startled.
She stared at Xia Han, his eyes flashed in the dark, very beautiful.
"Yes." Wu Jian took off his coat and carefully slept next to Xia Han, keeping a wide distance between them.
Xia Han didn't want to close the distance, he just stretched out his right hand and held Wu Jian's freshly washed little hand.
"Your Highness... it's very cold." Wu Jian wanted to withdraw, but Xia Han held on tightly: "It doesn't matter..." He closed his eyes and quietly let the dream demon pull him into sleep.
"sorry..."
Half asleep and half awake, he heard a female voice apologizing.
"Idiot, it's me who should say I'm sorry..."
Xia Han answered as if talking in his sleep, and his breathing became calmer.
[Have you noticed this a long time ago?] Wu Jian turned his head and looked at Xia Han's sleeping face, the corners of his eyes getting wet a little.
"Your Highness, sixty-eight times... I have never regretted it once..."
She gently held Xia Han's hand behind her back, and crossed her two little hands under the quilt, not letting go all night.
This night, a small seed of love has just been planted, but the wind and snow have not stopped.
"Little princess... no, little prince, I have warned you not to be tempted..."
In the attic in the distance, the Lord of Jade City opened his cold and ruthless eyes, and a cold wind blew in his heart: "Sure enough... no matter how great and rational people in the world can escape the temptation of women... the entanglement of their parents
, do you still want to pass it on to the next generation?”
The king, the mage, the alien princess, the female elf lord... have witnessed four heroes who could lead the world destroy themselves because of love, how could Wujing allow this sin to continue to be passed down!
Fortunately everything went according to his plan.
"Hmph..." He sneered: "It's been eight months, and it's time for the frost and snow to fall...Tomorrow, go kill that maid."
A knight slowly walked out from the shadow behind him - Xiao Sheng.
"As commanded."
He knelt on one knee, with only fanatical loyalty to the man in front of him in his eyes.
