My Lord, my wife said she doesn't have time to talk to you.

When they reached the middle of the bridge, Fu Shiyan stared at Huaying with his deep and fiery eyes, "I'm really sorry for the last time you fell into the water. From now on, I will definitely protect you and won't let that happen again."

The tone of his promise was firm and sincere.

Huaying didn't know how to respond for a moment. Fu Shiyan approached her and turned her towards the river, then whispered in her ear, "The gift is here."

With a "bang", a large and gorgeous firework appeared in the sky. People on the street were shocked by the beautiful scene and cheered. Huaying looked at Fu Shiyan with wide eyes and asked hurriedly, "Where did the firework come from?"

Fu Shiyan looked at the fireworks with a smile on his face. "I asked someone to try to make the saltpeter you found, but unfortunately only this one was successful."

Huaying shifted her gaze to the other side of the river, where she saw a few figures busying around. She vaguely saw the figures of Yuexing and Yuelang, and couldn't help but laugh.

At this moment, on this side of the river, Yuexing, Yuelang and others had many failed firework tubes and lanterns that could not be lit next to them. There was black soot on everyone's face, and when they looked at each other, they started laughing at each other's dirty faces.

The dimples on Huaying's face didn't disappear all night. She was very happy and thought she seemed to have really found happiness.

At this time, Li Yuan and his companions who were hiding in the dark looked at Fu Shiyan's figure on the stone bridge, with a barely noticeable smile on their faces. That smile seemed sinister and cunning: "Let them experience what it means to be overjoyed and then sad tonight! Hehehe... Let's go, brothers, and proceed according to the original plan."

A few people tiptoed back to the back door of Zui Jiang Yue like ghosts and hid quietly.

When Fu Shiyan returned with Huaying, he felt with his keen insight that something was wrong with the atmosphere around him.

So he first sent Huaying back to her room safely and told her to have a good rest. Then he returned to his study alone.

After closing the doors and windows, Huaying sat quietly at the table and carefully took out the brocade box given by Fu Shiyan. When she opened it, she saw an exquisite jade hairpin lying inside. The hairpin was crystal clear and exuded a warm luster.

What’s even more special is that this jade hairpin is inlaid with a lifelike peach blossom.

Huaying curiously turned the hairpin gently and was surprised to find that the peach blossom could actually be taken off. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a slender and sharp knife.

Then, she continued to turn the hairpin, and it magically returned to its original appearance.

"Wow, what a beautiful jade hairpin..." Qinghe, who was standing nearby with a basin of water, saw his young lady looking at a jade hairpin so intently, and couldn't help but come over and say curiously.

Huaying smiled and carefully put the jade hairpin into the box. Then she chatted with Qinghe for a while and gradually felt sleepy. She fell asleep holding the hairpin with a smile on her face.

After an unknown amount of time, Huaying vaguely heard the night watchman's shouting in the street, so she turned over and continued to sleep.

However, at this moment, Huaying, who always had a light sleep, suddenly heard a strange sound of footsteps coming from the corridor. The footsteps were furtive and stealthy.

Huaying's heart tightened and she immediately sat up, thinking there was a thief. She hurriedly woke up Qinghe who was sleeping on the floor.

After Qing He was shaken awake, before he could ask, Hua Ying covered his mouth. He only heard the young lady whisper, "Don't make a sound. There's someone here, follow me."

As Huaying spoke, she put the pillow back into the quilt in the faint moonlight, then held Qinghe's hand tightly and quietly retreated to the door.

Although the sound outside the door had disappeared, Huaying could still feel a tense atmosphere in the air, and her heartbeat became more and more violent, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

At this moment, her mind was racing with thoughts: If she shouted for help now, would it still be in time?

Before she could think of a solution, she saw a thin bamboo tube penetrate the window paper. In the moonlight, Huaying watched a puff of white smoke coming out of the bamboo tube and flowing into the room.

Huaying quickly signaled Qinghe to cover her mouth and nose. She didn't know whether Yuexing, Yuelang, Fu Shiyan and the others were also knocked unconscious.

Now we have to think of a way to save ourselves! Huaying held Qinghe's hand tightly, walked quickly to the window, and then gently opened the window, looking down, there was no one on the street.

The third floor is not very low, and if you jump down directly, the chance of getting injured is very high.

After all, neither of them knows martial arts, so if they do this they will either be caught or get hurt.

Huaying's eyes swept across the roof beams and she immediately had an idea.

She deliberately threw one shoe under the window and then threw the other shoe out of the window.

Then, she pulled Qinghe to the pillar of the room and began to climb up slowly and laboriously.

Qinghe stood below, using her body to support Huaying, helping the young lady to climb up quickly.

When Huaying finally climbed onto the beam, she pulled Qinghe up with her.

The two of them had just laid down and covered their mouths and noses when they heard a whispering sound coming from outside the door.

I saw a sharp dagger flashing silver in the moonlight, quietly moving the bolt.

There was a crisp "click" sound, and the door latch was opened, followed by a "creaky" sound of the door being pushed open.

At this moment, Huaying and Qinghe were so nervous that they dared not breathe.

Huaying never thought that she would encounter an assassination attempt after coming to this place.

Her heartbeat quickened rapidly and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Several men in black covered their mouths and noses and crouched down to sneak into the room. Before they took a few steps, one of them seemed to bump into the table, and he gasped in pain. Seeing this, another man in black hurriedly hushed to him, signaling him to keep his voice down.

Then, several people walked towards the bed cautiously.

However, the person who had just been hit, perhaps out of bad luck or poor eyesight, was tripped again by the thin quilt on the floor under the bed.

This time, there was only a dull thud, and his head hit the edge of the bed heavily, and he groaned in pain.

The man behind him cursed in a low voice: "Watch the road! Hurry up and carry the person away!"

The man in front of him covered his head and responded in a low voice.

He quickly lifted the quilt and saw that there was nothing but a pillow and a quilt on it, and there was no one there.

The two looked at each other, obviously not expecting this situation to happen.

The thief behind reached out and touched the bed, feeling that there was still some residual warmth, he turned his head and saw that the window was open.

He was startled and rushed to the window, only to see a shoe on the ground. He turned back and said to his accomplice, "We've been discovered. Let's go, catch up with her quickly. A woman can't run far."

At this moment, Huaying, who was hiding on the beam, heard the thief calling her a woman. She couldn't help rolling her eyes and cursed in her heart, "You are a woman, your whole family are women."

Several people rushed to the door in a hurry, but unfortunately, the unlucky guy who was hit twice knocked over the table again because he ran too panickily.

There was a loud thud, and the man fell to the ground with his arms and legs spread out.

And this time he happened to be facing Huaying...