The Divine Doctor Son of the Female Master

There are still three quarters left until the hour of Hai. In the past, most people would have been resting, but today, at this moment, the excitement is at its climax.

"Let's go and take a look." Yan Yunqi said leisurely.

Upon hearing this, Keshu responded and followed his master towards Liuyun River.

Today, Yan Yunqi wore a simple and elegant white dress and put a hollow and exquisitely carved hairpin on her head to tie up her hair. She never wore makeup and was pure and untainted by the world. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, making her look like a banished celestial being from heaven.

Fortunately, no one could see the face under the mask, otherwise it would be shocking.

Along the way, many people really wanted to chat with him, but the cold and aloof temperament that Yan Yunqi exuded made people stop and dare not approach him, as if they were afraid of scaring him away, so they could only watch from afar.

One of the rooms on the top floor of the flower boat.

Yan Yu sat on the chair with his eyes slightly narrowed, drinking wine and listening to the tune comfortably, but his other hand was moving his fingertips little by little, as if he was thinking about something.

"Cousin, is the wine delicious?" A young boy in the next room asked in a clear voice, with a bit of eagerness and curiosity, as if he also wanted to taste the wine.

"Xuan'er, you can't drink." Nuo Yue looked at Xuan Xuan's expectant eyes and gently shook her head to stop her.

"Okay! I'm just a little curious." Xuan Xuan sighed, smiled obediently and nodded.

Seeing this, Nuo Yue touched Xuan Xuan's head lovingly, "Xuan'er is so good!"

Xuan Xuan's cheeks immediately turned red, and she lowered her head shyly, as if she was embarrassed by her cousin's praise.

"Tsk tsk..." Yan Yu on the other side naturally heard the conversation here, and let out an ambiguous laugh, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"Ayan, are you tired?" A woman in a black robe asked in a deep and expressionless voice to a cold man in the room, looking at his absent-minded look.

These two people are none other than the Third Princess Hua Heming and the Tenth Prince Hua Heyan of Beihan Kingdom.

After driving the carriage for such a long time, even though the night was very lively and the scenery was beautiful, Hua Heyan was tired and couldn't muster any interest.

Hearing this, Gao nodded coldly in response, "Yeah."

Hua Heming knew that his younger brother was like this, so he didn't care when he ignored him.

"Why don't you go back and rest first!" Hua Heming suggested.

"Sister isn't coming with us?" Hua Heyan asked symbolically.

Because they were away from home, neither of them called each other "imperial sister" or "imperial brother".

"Well, let me take another look." Hua Heming said lightly.

Hua Heyan did not ask any more questions. Since the royal sister said so, he stood up and took his personal servant to go downstairs to the inn to rest.

Tonight, Hua Herean was wearing a light purple dress with wide sleeves and some exquisite but simple hair accessories on her head. She walked lightly, with a graceful figure, her hair was long and her waist was slender, as graceful as a willow in March.

Although we cannot see the face beneath the veil, it cannot conceal her extraordinary elegance and grace.

There was an endless stream of people coming and going on the flower boats.

Some came to drink and listen to music, some came to talk about love, some came just to enjoy the scenery, and some came to chat about everything.

After Yan Yunqi came up, he asked for a room and stood calmly at the window of the boat, admiring the scenery on the river and on both sides of the river.

"Knock knock" someone was knocking on the door. Yan Yunqi frowned slightly. He didn't know anyone here and he didn't ask anyone to come over. Could it be that someone knocked on the wrong door?

Yan Yunqi ignored it, but the knocking on the door continued rhythmically.

"Young Master..." Keshu looked at the Young Master, hesitated for a moment, and walked forward to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, a charming and annoying voice sounded, "It's really not easy to see a beautiful woman!"

It's her again!

Yan Yunqi was too lazy to pay attention and turned around to continue enjoying the scenery.

"Look, this is what I worked so hard to win and was planning to give to the beauty, but who knew that you disappeared in the blink of an eye? It really makes me sad!" Yan Yu opened her big hurt eyes, raised her hand and handed the phoenix lantern in her hand to Yan Yunqi, saying.

However, Yan Yunqi didn't buy her trick and said, "Miss, we are not familiar with each other."

The voice was soft, but the tone was extremely distant, implying that he did not accept her lantern and asked her to leave.

Shameless Yan Yu pretended not to understand his implication. Not only did she not leave, but she even walked towards Yan Yunqi, "We've met twice, so we're already very familiar with each other."

"Oh, in that case, then you can stay!" Yan Yu wanted to say something, but Yan Yunqi directly asked her to stay. She could not help but look at him in surprise.

When did he become so easy to talk to?

But I understood it the next moment.

Yan Yunqi turned around and walked toward the door, saying as he walked, "Since the young lady likes it, then I'll leave this room to her!" He then said to Keshu, "Keshu, let's go."

Ke Shu was confused the whole time and couldn't get a word in. He just watched the young master walk past him and said, "Yes, young master."

The two of them just left.

"Hey, beauty..." Yan Yu was also confused for a moment, then started to chase after the two of them.

Not long after Yan Yunqi walked out of the room, he ran into Hua Heyan who was about to get off the boat. The two of them walked down the boat one after the other.

At this time, a scream sounded, "There is an assassin, hurry, protect the master."

A group of masked men in black flew out of the water, and the entire flower boat was instantly filled with a cold and murderous atmosphere.

"......Master..." Ke Shu had never seen such a scene before. He was so frightened that his face turned pale and his voice trembled. He tightly grasped the sleeve of his master.

Mo Yi immediately appeared in front of Yan Yunqi and stood in a protective posture, with his hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to attack at any time.

Yan Yunqi didn't say anything, but just frowned slightly.

Of course, he wasn't going to sit there and wait for death, as he had all the poison in his hand.

Most of the men in black ran towards the two rooms at the stern, which were Nuo Yue and Hua Heming's rooms, while a few of them attacked Yan Yu who was a few steps behind them.

However, Yan Yu was very calm and knocked the men in black into the water in a few moves. She continued to walk towards Yan Yunqi lazily, "Don't be afraid, beauty. I will protect you."

Yan Yunqi glanced at her and said nothing.

There were muffled groans, cries for help, screams, and the sound of swords clashing from the flower boat.

Just as Yan Yu smiled and continued to talk to Yan Yunqi, a group of men in black flew over from all directions. However, this time their target was particularly obvious. They came straight towards Yan Yu, and their attack was quick and ruthless.

Yan Yu, who had been calm and composed at first, now had a cold look in his eyes. After leading Yan Yunqi a little further away, he started fighting with those men in black.

Yan Yunqi could sense that when faced with the previous wave of men in black, Yan Yu remained calm and composed, responding calmly and not taking them seriously at all; and the aura of this new wave of men in black was not right, a bit like the so-called - death squad.

With the cover of night, the killing was unstoppable and the place was in chaos. Although the men in black were killing with a target, it was too chaotic and accidental killings were inevitable. Mo Yi stood firmly in front of Yan Yunqi, ready to protect the two of them as they got off the boat.

Suddenly, there was a cry of "Ah!". Hua Heyan's men were killed by mistake. Only half of them were left to surround him and continue to protect him and take him off the boat, while the other half joined in and started fighting with the men in black.

The scream was made by him. The men who were protecting him were scattered by the fleeing crowd, and he was pushed off the railing and was about to fall into the water.

However, in his panic, he seemed to have pulled a piece of his sleeve.