The assassin's princess is actually my aunt

Maybe it was because he drank a lot of wine, or maybe it was because he was in a good mood after dealing with Princess Mingyu and Wei Linlang.

After returning to the Princess's Mansion, Leng Xinmo lay down on the bed to rest early.

Thousands of enemies, dozens of machine guns surrounding them, countless days and nights of inhuman training, and endless killing.

These scenes, which had not appeared in my dreams for many days, flashed before my eyes one by one.

And on that last night, the man once again fell into her arms, covered in blood.

"Don't...don't die, don't...Night Wolf...no!"

Leng Xinmo woke up suddenly and felt something strange in the room.

A hint of danger caught her attention, and before she could take a closer look, the three flying knives in her hands flew out at the same time!

Directly towards the man by the window.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The flying knives all hit the pillars, and the black shadows flashed quickly, rushing towards the person on the bed.

Leng Xinmo slapped the bed with both hands and swept his legs towards the black shadow.

The man in black shadow attacked Leng Xinmo with one hand, and while Leng Xinmo was trying to block him, he grabbed Leng Xinmo's waist with the other hand.

Leng Xinmo was about to shoot the flying knife, but paused when the black shadow said in a low voice: "Don't move, it's me!"

Qian Wushang quickly reached out, grabbed Leng Xinmo's hands, and pressed them above his head.

The whole person was lying on Leng Xinmo in an extremely ambiguous posture, with legs pressing legs and hands pressing hands.

"What happened to the princess?"

Hearing the noise, Tian Er, who was outside the house, asked.

Qian Wushang said to the outside of the house: "Nothing!"

Tian Er listened and thought it was the voice of his own prince, so he asked doubtfully, "Prince?"

There was an unhappy sound from inside the house.

"roll!"

Then there was another muffled groan, "Hmm!"

Tian Er was then certain that it was really his own prince.

only…

What happened to this prince that broke into the princess's boudoir in the middle of the night?

Tian Er wanted to ask more questions, but was covered up by Tian Yi and Di Er.

"What are you doing? You guys!"

Tian Er broke free from his restraints and said unhappily, "Tian Yi, you ice cube, why are you holding on to me? The prince is here!"

Tianyi looked at Tianer with a look of idiot, then turned back to his seat and hid his body.

Di Er slapped Tian Er on the head.

He said viciously: "Tian Er, you have a pig brain! That's the prince!

Didn't you hear the prince tell you to get out? I remind you that the prince rode back at top speed.

As soon as he came back, he heard that Fengyao City was full of romantic stories about the princess and those two guys, Gu Jingxuan and Qi Tianchen.

This face is so dark, it can’t get any darker!

He didn't even go back to the prince's palace, but rushed directly to the princess's residence.

What are you doing following the princess? Haha!

Just wait for our prince's wrath!"

Leng Xinmo sat on the bed in the room, looking coldly at Qian Wushang, who had been kicked by him and had his thigh scratched by his flying knife.

"Excuse me, Lord Sheng, what do you want to do by breaking into my room in the middle of the night?"

Qian Wushang looked at Leng Xinmo and saw how cold he was to him, and he immediately became furious.

A few days ago, I went out of town on a business trip. For the past few days, all I could think about was this cold-hearted woman.

After finishing the work with great difficulty, I rushed back without taking a break, hoping to see her sooner.

After hearing all those messed up things, I was so angry that I wanted to find her to get things cleared up.

But when he entered the room and saw that she was sleeping soundly, his anger subsided a lot and he even felt a little reluctant to leave.

But in that dream, what came out of my mouth was: No, Yelang!

It also made it difficult for him to control his violent aura.

And that damn woman!

Qian Wushang looked down and saw the place where he was kicked in the thigh.

He had a cold face, and even with only the faint candlelight and moonlight, one could tell that it was so dark that ink seemed to be dripping out.

Suppressing his anger, he spoke slowly and domineeringly: "From now on, you are not allowed to get so close to Gu Jingxuan and Qi Tianchen!"

Leng Xinmo didn't expect that Qian Wushang would sneak into her room in the middle of the night and disturb her sleep just for this!

Some displeasure, some suspicion.

And that unhappy and suspicious look, in Qian Wushang's eyes, was protest and dissatisfaction!

The air around him grew even colder, and Qian Wushang walked to the bedside.

Half bent over, the tall figure completely enveloped Leng Xinmo in his arms.

Qian Wushang pulled up Leng Xinmo's wrist with one hand, lifted up the sitting Leng Xinmo, and brought him into his arms.

The other hand went around Leng Xinmo's waist, where he was only wearing his underwear.

Just as Leng Xinmo was about to struggle, he felt the large hand around his waist tightening even more.

Leng Xinmo felt pain and wanted to struggle, but he couldn't break free from this crazy man. Who knows what happened!

Qian Wushang lowered his head slightly and whispered in Leng Xinmo's ear: "You don't agree?

So do you like Gu Jingxuan or Qi Tianchen?

In Yingsong Tower, he drank and wrote poetry with the two heroes Fengyao.

A prince's son, talented and gentle.

A young general, handsome, chivalrous and courageous.

It’s really exciting! Isn’t it? "

Leng Xinmo felt that his waist was about to be broken.

Qian Wushang lowered his head and placed it on Leng Xinmo's shoulder.

He seemed to have adjusted his mood and continued, "However, you seem to have forgotten that I said that you belong to me!

Do not try to challenge my patience again."

Qian Wushang's aura was a little unstable.

Leng Xinmo even doubted whether he would be strangled to death by him.

So Leng Xinmo chose not to provoke him further and leaned weakly in Qian Wushang's arms.

She moaned coquettishly: "It hurts..."

Qian Wushang was slightly startled, but loosened his hand slightly.

Leng Xinmo exerted a little force and pushed Qian Wushang away a little.

The moment their eyes met, Leng Xinmo seemed to understand a little bit, the anger, infatuation, and...jealousy there.

Qian Wushang also saw the indifference, confusion, and coldness in Leng Xinmo's eyes.

Leng Xinmo moved a little away from Qian Wushang's arms.

Still with that cold tone: "I don't like Gu Jingxuan, nor do I like Qi Tianchen. Of course... I don't like you either."

In other words, I won’t like anyone!

Originally, I was thinking about not angering Qian Wushang, so I was prepared to say something gentle.

But after seeing the look in that man's eyes, he instinctively expressed his true thoughts.

However, Qian Wushang was not as furious as expected.

Instead, he completely let go of Leng Xinmo's body, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at Leng Xinmo without saying a word.

After a while, Leng Xinmo frowned: "What on earth do you want to do? I want to rest!"

Qian Wushang lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking about, and when he raised his head again, his face was expressionless.

Under Leng Xinmo's warning gaze, he reached out and grabbed her leg.

He pushed his trouser legs up to reveal his ankles.

Leng Xinmo instinctively wanted to pull his foot back, but Qian Wushang pressed him hard.

The severe pain from his ankle made Leng Xinmo scream.

His face was gloomy and his ankles were red.

"Qian Wushang, you..."

Leng Xinmo was so shocked by Qian Wushang's actions that he forgot to finish the rest of his words.

Qian Wushang actually held Leng Xinmo's leg with one hand, and put the other hand on the injured ankle, kneading it gently.

"Don't move! I've asked Di Yi to investigate the matter of the carriage. I think there will be results soon.

My father has been busy with official business these days and has no mood to care about his daughter's affairs.

You don't have to worry about Concubine Zhou Lan. However, there will be a palace banquet in five days, and I think your father will summon you then."

Leng Xinmo was a little dazed. Qian Wushang was actually massaging his feet.

This man has always been regarded as the biggest threat by me since the first time I met him.

He was cruel and tried to kill himself several times.

He is domineering, moody and unpredictable.

But I can't avoid it or get rid of it for the time being.

She didn't want to have too much contact with him.

She knew that this man might have fallen in love with her.

But so what? How can a royal family be loyal?

What's more, I am a killer. A killer cannot be emotional. The moment he is emotional, that is the day of his death.

Leng Xinmo lowered his eyes, a layer of cold frost appeared in his eyes.