The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

Luo Ci lowered her head slightly, and said in a very soft voice, "Father, I really want to practice martial arts."

It seems to be talking to him, and it seems to be talking to other people.

It seems that this can make up for the previous regrets.

She didn't treat her father as someone else, her father was her father, and no one could replace her.

Huai'an Wang was slightly startled, he just patted her head and didn't speak anymore.

Another carriage.

There are three people, Chasing Shadow Chasing Blade and Ming Cui.

Chasing Shadow is relatively proficient in medical skills, as long as it is not a poison that has a fast poisoning rate and is extremely toxic, it can cure ordinary poisons, and although Chasing Blade's poison is a bit severe, it is just that he quickly taps the acupuncture points, and the detoxification is relatively easy.

Zhuiying turned his eyeballs, and then smiled at Ming Cui, "Miss Ming Cui, I have to treat other brothers' wounds, some of them can't be dealt with, so I'll leave the medicine to you."

Saying that, he put down the porcelain bottle and retreated from the carriage.

Chaying's voice came from outside the door curtain of the carriage, "Fortunately, you had acupuncture points before, otherwise it would be a disaster now."

It is suspected that he is healing another confidant.

Ming Cui held the porcelain bottle in her hand, bit her lip slightly, and was still a little hesitant.

Originally, with the help of his own brother, Zhuiying was still a little happy. Rao's cold face that had been tense all day gradually eased up, and there was some joy in his brows and eyes. He was born with a cold face, usually expressionless, but now he is very Strange.

But seeing Ming Cui not moving for a long time, Zhui Ying's eyes gradually dimmed.

He was always unwilling to force her.

He said in a low voice, "I'll do it myself."

Ming Cui held the porcelain bottle and refused to hand it to him. She gritted her teeth and untied his shirt with trembling hands.

She knew that he was injured to protect herself. Without him, maybe she would have died by the sword of the assassin. It is reasonable to apply medicine to him. How can the life-saving grace be repaid? .

It's just that due to traditional concepts, a woman can't look at a man's body at will, which is contrary to the guidance she once received from the nun.

She couldn't let Zhui Ren apply the medicine by himself, he was injured on his back, he couldn't see it, couldn't reach it, and it was easy to drag the wound, how could he apply the medicine.

Ming Cui's hands were trembling the whole time, she could only slow down and apply the medicine a little bit, not only was she extremely nervous, but she was actually even more nervous and restrained towards Chasing Blade, who was clearly thinking about her.

He didn't dare to move around at all, and even breathed a lot less, for fear that he would disturb her, but he almost didn't hold himself back, because his breathing was not smooth, his face flushed red, and he quickly took a deep breath.

When Ming Cui found out his condition, he thought it was a poison, and asked eagerly, "What's wrong with you? Do you need to call someone?"

He even wanted to go out to find Zhuiying and come back to show him.

Zhui Ren was very embarrassed, held her wrist through the fabric, and said in a low voice, "Don't call someone..."

He whispered with some embarrassment, "I accidentally held my breath earlier, that's why it happened."

Ming Cui was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

Because of this smile, the tense atmosphere gradually became relaxed and harmonious.

She calmed down quite a bit now, and continued to apply medicine to the chasing blade, and then wrapped it with a bandage. As for the clothes, she was not going to put them on by herself, "You do it yourself."

If I was not sure before, I understand a little now.

At that time, she thought that she was going to die here, and she was very desperate, but she didn't expect that he would rush to save her so eagerly.

It would be a lie to say that she was not moved, and there was some heartbeat, but these were not enough for her to marry the other party.

She used to... She wanted to stay in the palace all the time, serving the little princess, and when she got older, she would lead the newcomers just like the nanny in the mansion.

She resists marriage.

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After that, there were two more assassinations, but they were all successfully resolved.

After returning to the palace, King Huai'an first entered the palace to meet the emperor, and stayed there for an hour before leaving the imperial study.

On the path out of the palace, the King of Huai'an met the Third Prince, who saluted him in a friendly and cordial manner, first exchanged some pleasantries, and then wanted to inquire about why the King of Huai'an came to the palace.

Originally, King Huai'an didn't want to pay attention to the third prince, but he sent it to his door, so what if he didn't make good use of it.

His face was calm and his voice was flat, "Third prince, I was assassinated three times on the way back to Beijing, and my subordinates even found the tokens of the third prince from those assassins."

He glanced at the third prince again, and wanted to leave.

The third prince's face suddenly changed, and he repeatedly defended, "I have always admired you, how could I attack you, besides, I only found out today that you have returned to Beijing, and you are definitely not one of my subordinates, someone must be impersonating you!"

King Huai'an nodded slightly, and said in a low voice, "This king knows."

The third prince looked at the leaving figure of King Huai'an, feeling quite annoyed in his heart, he didn't know who was pretending to be his subordinate, if King Huai'an was wary of him, then he would not be able to get that army.

In fact, the best way is to marry Princess Mingtang, but the other party is too young, it will backfire and make King Huai'an unhappy and disgusted.

...

Although King Huai'an is gentle in his bones, he is not incapable of using tricks like this. He used the third prince to contain the people behind him.

He didn't have a good impression of the princes and princesses in the palace. They were all staring at the power in their hands, and some even made their minds on Xiaoci for this.

Xiaoci is the only daughter of him and his wife, how could he allow those people to covet her.

She is only eight years old now, and she is missed by those people because of her military power, how can she not make him angry.

So he couldn't feel at ease if he didn't make proper arrangements for her.

Xiaoci's future husband doesn't need to be powerful, as long as he can protect her, treat her wholeheartedly, and live a prosperous life, that's enough.

Back at the palace, the King of Huai'an gathered his confidants and staff and discussed it for several hours. Some of the staff members expressed strong opposition, but none of them could dispel King Huai'an's determination.

They can only continue to obey him and perfect the layout for him.

The palace began to get busy. The King of Huai'an found a master for Luo Ci to teach her martial arts, and even cultivated her leadership ability intentionally or unintentionally, giving her the right to control the power of the palace.

It's just that she didn't put too much pressure on her. Except for the stricter martial arts, the rest of the time is pretty loose.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, five years have passed. Luo Ci has grown a lot taller, her pretty face has gradually opened up, her eyebrows and eyes have become more refined, slim and graceful, and she has just grown into a young girl.

In the past five years, the emperor's health has not been as good as before, and various forces are surging. The princes are staring at the dragon chair and guarding against each other.

There were wars in several small areas, the people were displaced, and even the county magistrate was killed, and bandits took over the county to establish themselves as kings. Cultivate troops, and even neighboring countries frequently attack.