Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

"Okay, I'll have someone send the calligraphy and painting to my cousin's house later."

You have to be alive to get it.

Xiao Yunxin looked at the attendant behind him with a sharp gaze and whispered something in her ear. The attendant's eyes widened instantly.

"Your Highness, this."

"Go if I tell you to. Today I will make sure Wen Ling dies."

He was obviously so angry that he lost his mind. Even though the servant felt that it was inappropriate, he had no choice but to obey the order.

Xiao Zhiyan glanced at Xiao Yunxin, then looked at Yuan Jiu who was standing next to him. Yuan Jiu curled his lips and quietly left the table.

Soon the third wave of assassinations came with great force.

The ministers were all frightened to the point of their hearts pounding. They were either talking about us or whether this was going to end.

They come in waves, so they can’t all come at once.

This assassination attempt was not aimed at Xiao Yunxin but Wen Ling. Wen Zhou quickly stood in front of Wen Ling with a sword in hand.

Xiao Zhiyan, who was a step slower, snorted. Looking at Wen Zhou's pretty face, he felt a pang of sourness in his heart.

The people around her all had nice faces, but looking at them made people so disgusted that they wanted to scratch them.

Wen Ling raised her eyebrows slightly and pulled Xiao Yunxin behind her.

"Cousin, don't run around. I will protect you."

Xiao Yunxin, whose wrist was held tightly, had his brows furrowed so tightly that he could pinch a mosquito to death.

All the ministers were confused and thought that these assassins were here to kill Xiao Yunxin.

A long arrow pierced the air and shot towards Wen Ling. Wen Ling grabbed Xiao Yunxin's wrist and twisted it, and the arrow pierced her left arm.

Wen Ling pulled out the arrow with a look of concern, frowning and speaking.

"My cousin told you to stay behind me, but now you've been shot by an arrow."

Xiao Yunxin, who was forced to step out to block the arrow, was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Chu Yuexuan almost laughed out loud. Even if Xiao Yunxin was not shot to death by the arrow, he would be angry to death.

Yuan Jiu brought his men to the rescue and together with Wen Zhou's men, they killed the enemies efficiently and effectively.

In a panic, someone shot another arrow, which went straight towards Xiao Yunxin's left atrium. Wen Ling's lips froze, and she pulled her wrist to avoid Xiao Yunxin's vital point.

Then he slapped her hard from behind. She didn't die, but from then on, the knife that Emperor Beizhao used to deal with her was useless.

Wen Ling threw the unconscious Xiao Yunxin to the servant, then looked at Xiao Zhiyan, who was also looking at her.

Wen Ling knew that the arrow was shot by one of his men.

Even though he was not close to Xiao Yunxin, Xiao Yunxin was still his sister, and the two of them did not have any deep hatred, but Xiao Zhiyan could attack without hesitation.

Is it for her?

Wen Ling was a little dazed. Even though she no longer had any feelings for any of the past small worlds, she still had memories. No matter what the characters of the mission objects in each small world were, they were all very kind and special to her.

"Your Highness, all the assassins have been eliminated."

Wen Zhou's cold voice interrupted Wen Ling's thoughts.

"My cousin was shot and her life is in danger. She can't take care of the mess in the house. Take your men and clean up the scene."

"Yes."

Wen Ling sat in her seat, and the ministers left in a hurry one by one. Chu Yuexuan and Wen Ling's relationship was kept secret. The two looked at each other, and Chu Yuexuan also left with her men, staggering along with the main force.

Apart from those working on the field, only Wen Ling and Xiao Zhiyan were left.

The light in front of her eyes suddenly dimmed. Wen Ling looked up and met Xiao Zhiyan's eyes. The outline of his face was hidden in the darkness in the night, making it difficult for her to see clearly. Only his black eyes reflected the lights behind him, with some light.

Wen Ling curled her lips, raised her wine glass, looked at him and said, "Thank you for your help, Third Prince."

Xiao Zhiyan held her hand holding the wine glass, bent down and drank the glass of wine from her hand.

"Since you want to thank me, Ah Ling, why don't you come sit in my palace tonight?"

Pulling her hand to play with it, Wen Ling pulled his big hand away and responded.

"Okay, I also happen to have something I want to talk to my cousin about."

Good, I'm not hiding from him anymore. The smile on Xiao Zhiyan's lips became more genuine.

Late at night, Xiao Yunxin's house was brightly lit, and a group of imperial doctors surrounded Xiao Yunxin to remove the arrow and treat her wounds.

After a round of treatment, the imperial physician concluded that Xiao Yunxin's left arm might not be able to lift heavy objects in the future, and he needed to be carefully cared for. The arrow was too close to his heart, and his heart meridian was more or less affected.

Anyway, it's useless.

The Emperor of Beizhao was so angry that he threw all the memorials to the ground.

"Waste! I gave her the entire Lianyue Camp, and not only did she fail to kill Wen Ling, but she also caused the entire Lianyue Camp to be wiped out, and she also ruined herself."

"How could I have such a useless daughter?"

The servants knelt on the ground, and no one dared to answer her question.

Wen Ling returned home, took a short rest, and then went to Xiao Zhiyan's Yuxiao Palace.

I didn't expect to see Emperor Beizhao here when I jumped out of the window.

It was extremely inappropriate for a mother to appear in her son's bedroom at this time.

Emperor Beizhao even stood beside Xiao Zhiyan's bed, his eyes filled with obsession, staring at Xiao Zhiyan intently.

Noticing the movement beside the bed, Xiao Zhiyan's eyes flashed with disgust, then he raised his eyes and curled his lips to smile gently at Emperor Beizhao.

"It's time for you to go back."

The Emperor of Beizhao seemed to be hypnotized, his eyes were dull and he didn't blink, repeating Xiao Zhiyan's words in his mouth.

"Yes, I should go back."

"It's time to go back."

Then he turned around and muttered these words, his steps as stiff as a puppet being controlled.

When passing by Wen Ling, he seemed to have not seen anyone at all, and just walked forward with his head down.

Xiao Zhiyan leaned his head against the pillow and saw him walk to the door.

In a cold tone, he ordered, "Close the door."

Emperor Beizhao obediently closed the door, and then left along with the figures and the muttering voices.

"A Ling, why are you standing so far away? Come here."

There was a lazy look on Xiao Zhiyan's face, but when he looked at Wen Ling, the coldness in his eyes disappeared and was replaced with warmth.

Wen Ling looked at him steadily, "You made me see this on purpose."

Xiao Zhiyan remained silent.

Wen Ling approached, "What did you do to him?"

Xiao Zhiyan sat up, raised his eyes, and looked up at Wen Ling.

"Nothing, just a mind-controlling Gu."

His eyes were dark and made people feel cold in their hearts.

Xiao Zhiyan moved closer to Wen Ling, "Ah Ling is scared."

The corners of his mouth curled up, and his tone gradually became serious, "Yes, I should have given A Ling this mind-controlling Gu as well, so that A Ling can't hide from me for so long."

"If I want to see A Ling, I can just control the insect directly."

Wen Ling subconsciously took a few steps back.

Calling Xiaoqi in my heart.

"Host, rest assured, I'm here. No matter how dirty my tricks are, they won't work on you."

After getting Xiao Qi's assurance, Wen Ling felt relieved.

Xiao Zhiyan pursed his lips, then a look of regret appeared on his face.

"It's a pity that there's only one of these mind-controlling insects, and that old immortal got it for free."

Xiao Zhiyan used his eyes and eyebrows to depict Wen Ling's face with affection, and his tone was cold and nostalgic.

"If I had known I would like A Ling so much, I should have kept this heart-controlling insect. It would have saved me from being sad because of A Ling every day."