Princess too Young, Prince too Old

The slave who had been watching from the wall, watching the situation in the courtyard, could not help but frown, watching her hands fall one by one under the swords of Lu Zhishan and Du Heng, she could not calm down anymore. Now, coupled with the iron gate, it was about to be broken by the outside guard. She was even more nervous. Her eyes followed the sword in Lu Zhishan's hand, and she thought in her heart, and then she silently put down her hand. Sword, she slowly removed a dart from the belt ...

"what!"

"Slam!"

The next second, a soft whip came down from the sky and grabbed her wrist tightly. The soft whip yanked forward with full strength, and the waiter fell down to the ground, and the darts on his hand immediately released. It landed on the ground, and at the same time twenty-four dark guards jumped into the wall, and quickly resolved the remaining eight or nine tartars.

"Oh!"

Lu Zhishan looked at the woman standing on the crescent door with shock, looked at the calmness of her face, watched the red jade drop earrings lingering in her ears, and watched her gold and silver starling bird hunting in the west wind. Chaofeng's embroidered pattern on the side of the palace dress, and also looked at the soft whip clasped in her hands, Lu Zhishan only felt that something in his heart was about to overflow. The sword on his hand was faster, and the sharp sword flew out. Straight into the throat of the servant who was dragged down by the soft whip.

"bump!"

The next second, the iron gate was finally opened, and all the Yu Linjun came in shocked and panicked, looking at the corpse of the place, and the blood of Lu Zhishan, all of them were pale and knelt down. When he came down, he scratched his head and said, "Subordinates are late for rescue, please long live the Lord!"

Du Heng also knelt down to plead guilty: "His subordinates are not strict, and almost caused a disaster. Please bless him!"

Lu Zhishan ignored him. He looked up at Mu Nanzhi on the wall without blinking. He took the cloak and wiped the blood on his hand, and walked towards the Crescent Door. He raised his head and faced the wall. The child who clenched the soft whip softly said, "Well, it's okay, jump down, cousin will follow you."

Mu Nanzhi returned to her senses, and she let go of her hand silently.

A soft whip fell to the ground, she looked down at the man below, looked at the blood on his face, and looked at the pity in his eyes. In the eyes of the man, she felt afraid and wronged in her heart. Can't help it, but she still resisted. Instead of holding back, she smiled slightly: "No."

She jumped off the wall neatly. She usually climbs trees and rides horses. This wall could not hold her back.

As soon as he fell to the ground, the blood on that spot immediately stained her gorgeous skirt. She didn't care, but Lu Zhishan couldn't help frowning, and came forward to mention her skirt, but In the end, it was inconvenient to face such people, so he just followed her slowly.

"The Yulin Army was unfavorable to escort, each person was charged with forty, and punished for two years," walking to the entrance of the main hall, Mu Nanzhi kneeled coldly at the Yulin Army in Wuyuan, who was kneeling in a courtyard, and his eyes fell on Du Heng. Her voice was even colder, "The Royal Forest Army commanded Du Heng, the **** was unfavorable, it was a disaster, and he was punished for eighty years and punished for three years!"

"Thank you Niangniang!" Du Heng took a verbal gratitude from the Yulin Army, while Du Heng groaned, "The Niangniang Mingjian, Minger is the ceremony of ascending the throne, the Yulin army has the responsibility of escort, so please ask the Niangniang to show grace and wait until tomorrow to perform the duty The punishment is hopeful. "

Eighty sticks go down, even a strong man like Du Heng will stay in bed for half a month.

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