The night was getting darker and insects were chirping. Lan Ruoling stared at Lu Yuanzheng's room. Chen Ming and others in the yard also stayed at their posts sleepily, wanting to complete the tasks assigned by Lu Zhiyao and wait for Lu Zhiyao to do so.
After Yao comes back, he can take them to the Eight Emperors Mansion.
Lu Zhiyuan stayed away from them, hiding in an inconspicuous dark place. He looked at the stars in the sky, guessing the time when Nangong Nuo'er might appear, touching the weapon on his waist, and his heart beat a little too fast.
When was the last time he played against Nangong Nuoer? Lu Zhiyao tried hard to think about it, but his memory was a little blurry.
Is it because of Lin Yixiang? Or is it because of something else?
Lu Zhiyao frowned, and finally sighed feebly, giving up thinking about this matter. She had done everything she had to do, but she didn't know if that person would show up tonight.
Time passed while Lan Ruoling and others waited nervously. It was almost dawn, but no one showed up. Sleepiness came over, and everyone was a little listless, feeling that the enemy might not be able to do anything.
The meeting is coming. So when Nangong Nuo'er attacked with the force of thunder, Lan Ruoling was even stunned for a moment before rushing out and saving those who were running around in the yard, her face turned pale with fright and she screamed.
The man who is trying to save his life.
Unlike Lan Ruoling and others, Nangong Nuoer came here after eating, drinking, and sleeping at home. Lan Ruoling came to stop her because Nangong Nuoer expected it. She knew that Lan Ruoling had been
Like a guard dog, she stayed in the Prime Minister's Mansion, fearing that Lu Yuanzheng would have some bad intentions. Nangong Nuo'er also had some affection for Lan Ruoling. After all, it was not easy for a woman to do what Lan Ruoling did.
It's not easy. It's a pity that this person stands on the opposite side of her, doing things she doesn't like and helping people she doesn't like. So when Nangong Nuoer started fighting Lan Ruoling, she brought
It's a bit of a pity.
The long sword in Lan Ruoling's hand made a sharp sound when Nangong Nuo'er hit her. Nangong Nuo'er's strength was beyond Lan Ruoling's imagination. She took a few steps back to block Nangong Nuo'er.
The attack. The sound of the two fighting woke up Lu Yuanzheng in the room. He secretly looked outside along the window crack, and was so frightened that he did not dare to breathe.
Nangong Nuoer's attacks were vicious, and every move either stabbed Lan Ruoling in the chest or swung at her neck. Lan Ruoling was a little annoyed at being forced, even though she knew the true identity of the masked man in front of her.
But if Nangong Nuoer is really hurt, things will not be easy to handle in the future.
Just when Lan Ruoling was wondering whether to be cruel to Nangong Nuoer, the person she had been waiting for finally appeared.
Lan Ruoling only felt her waist tighten, and then her whole body was dragged backwards by a force. Her body rose into the air, away from Nangong Nuoer's attack range. When she looked closely, she saw that someone was already standing in her place.
They were at the same place just now, holding a long whip in their hands, and Nangong Nuoer was fighting with each other.
Lan Ruoling heard what Lu Zhiyao said when her eyes met, and she told her not to take action.
Nangong Nuo'er was very dissatisfied with the sudden appearance of this uninvited guest, especially after seeing a smile in her eyes, she felt like being looked down upon.
Lu Zhiyao was different from Lan Ruoling. She had no intention of showing mercy to Nangong Nuoer.
"The prime minister's head is so valuable that the dignified eldest lady of the Nangong family can actually take it personally. Tsk tsk."
The moment Lu Zhiyao got closer to Nangong Nuo'er, he spoke with a smile in his voice. His eyes were like the bright crescent moon in the sky, clear and bright, with a bit of a cunning smile. Nangong Nuo'er heard what she said.
, the murderous aura on her body became more obvious. She snorted coldly and did not give Lu Zhiyao any verbal response. Instead, she directly showed her determination to kill Lu Zhiyao with her actions.
Lu Zhiyao dodged the sword in Nangong Nuo'er's hand from left to right. Nangong Nuo'er had always been ruthless. No one was sure whether the sword was poisonous or not. Putting distance between him and Nangong Nuo'er, Lu Zhiyao used the long whip in his hand.
Restraining her movements. Nangong Nuo'er couldn't get close, and the sword in her hand was useless. After a few moves, Nangong Nuo'er was furious, and suddenly she didn't dodge when the whip hit her again, and
She directly picked it up with her hands. The moment the whip hit her arm, Nangong Nuoer bit her lower lip in pain and groaned. But she also seized the opportunity of this moment and quickly wrapped the whip around her arm.
After a few rounds, he fixed the whip so that Lu Zhiyao could no longer swing it, then sneered and swung his sword to attack Lu Zhiyao, who had no weapon.
Lu Zhiyao had no choice but to turn around and run away to save his life, but was forced to the window by Nangong Nuo'er. Between the lightning and flint, if Lu Zhiyao's head turned even an inch away, he would be pierced by Nangong Nuo'er's sharp sword.
Passing through the window, Lu Yuanzheng, who was hiding in the room watching the battle, screamed in fright. His voice was full of horror. The corners of Nangong Nuoer's mouth turned up with satisfaction. He wanted to take this opportunity to kill Lu Zhiyao.
, but Nangong Nuoer did not expect that Lu Zhiyao would despicably use hidden weapons.
The distance between Lu Zhiyao and Nangong Nuo'er was only two steps away. She was leaning against the wall in a weak posture, but her face was not at all what a dying person should have.
"This is the moment I've been waiting for." Lu Zhiyao said in a clear voice, when Nangong Nuo'er's sword had already stabbed him. The hand hidden in the cuff quickly reached out to Nangong Nuo'er's abdomen, and Nangong Nuo'er was struck by her
The movement caused her to quickly lower her head to look. After seeing clearly what she was holding in her hand, Nangong Nuoer's expression changed, her body stiffened, and the sword lost the chance to stab Lu Zhiyao's lifeline again.
Nangong Nuo'er thought that Lu Zhiyao wanted to take the dagger and die with her, so he raised his leg to kick her hand, trying to kick the dagger away. But the dagger flew out in the blink of an eye, and then did not hit her at all.
In the time it took for the person to react, more than a dozen silver needles shot out from the handle of the knife, and Nangong Nuoer was hit.
No matter how fast Nangong Nuo'er hid, she still got a few silver needles on her body. Lu Zhiyao was in a good mood when he saw the anger in her eyes that was about to burst out. She didn't bother to use such small tricks when fighting with others.
, but for whom and in what method, she also learned this trick from Nangong Nuoer.
"Miss Nuo'er, do you still want to fight?" Lu Zhiyao changed his attitude of leaning against the wall and looking like a little white rabbit. She asked Nangong Nuo'er aloud. Then she saw that Nangong Nuo'er had already arrived before she made her decision.
The person who appeared had a murderous look in his eyes and ran towards him.
The man dodged her attack and pulled Nangong Nuo'er, who was still unwilling to give up, and quickly escaped. Lu Zhiyao looked at the direction in which the two disappeared for a long time, but did not pursue him, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Who was that person just now?" Lan Ruoling walked to Lu Zhiyao and asked in a low voice.
"Lin Yixiang." Lu Zhiyao whispered a name, looked sideways at Lan Ruoling, and replied, "I told him to come."
Lin Yixiang took Nangong Nuo'er out of the prime minister's mansion and back to the palace. In the room, he looked at Nangong Nuo'er coldly and helped her pull out the silver needles on her body. After making sure that there was no poison on the needles, he sat there in silence.
, silent.
"Why did you show up there to ruin my good deeds?" Nangong Nuo'er tilted her head and looked at Lin Yixiang and asked disapprovingly.
"Have you ruined your good deeds?" Lin Yixiang twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly. "Do you really think you can beat that person? She deliberately let you go, otherwise if the needle was full of poison, you would still be sitting here now
A chance to have tea?”
Nangong Nuoer put down the teacup in her hand, looked at Lin Yixiang displeased, and asked, "How did you know I was there? Who told you?"
"Do you think you did this flawlessly?" Lin Yixiang was surprised by Nangong Nuo'er's boldness. He even lost his temper and was not angry at all. He just didn't understand, how could Nangong Nuo'er dare to act like this?! "That's right.
I knew you were there because someone told me, but I don’t know who tipped me off. But let me remind you, the woman you fought with today was not the first time I met her. The last time I saw her was in
In the palace."
Just now, when he passed by that person, Lin Yixiang smelled the familiar aroma again, the aroma that made him uneasy.
"I found this in my room in the evening." Lin Yixiang got up to get something, and then threw it in front of Nangong Nuo'er.
Nangong Nuo'er opened the note and took a look at it. After being silent for a while, she asked Lin Yixiang: "Is that woman from the Eighth Prince?"
"I'm not sure, but whether she is Lao Ba's person or not, she is not easy to deal with. Nangong Nuo'er, did you not hear her calling your name just now? Do you think she will know the day you took action?
Then someone came to inform me. Is it just a coincidence? Do you understand what this means?"
Lin Yixiang's questioning tone made Nangong Nuo'er uncomfortable. She cleared her throat. She sat up straight and looked at him, saying, "I don't care who she is, but I don't want you to talk to me."
, using this tone."
"Which tone?" Lin Yixiang didn't seem to quite understand what Nangong Nuo'er meant. He stood up and looked at her with a slight smile. "Nuo'er, I think there is one thing you should be clear about. That is that I am the emperor's son.
And you are just the minister's daughter. I was once the seventh prince, now I am Prince Luo, and I will also be your future husband. In Prince Luo's Mansion, the person who calls the shots will be me, and it will never be any woman. What I say,
Can you understand what it means? I don’t care how much you dislike Lu Zhiyao and Lu Zhiqing, and how much you want to show them some color. I just want to remind you that you will not succeed so easily. Otherwise,
What happened tonight won’t happen, right?”
Lin Yixiang's strong attitude made Nangong Nuoer look at him gloomily, without a trace of smile on his face.
"I haven't even gotten married yet, and you're using your status to pressure me?" Nangong Nuoer slowly stood up, walked to Lin Yixiang and asked in a low voice.
