After the cannon fodder prostitute was reborn, she was favored by the entire royal family

Su Xiaoxiao had an injury on her knee, which was caused by hitting a stone wall when she fell off a cliff.

The stone road was rugged and she staggered a little after walking for a long time.

However, Xuanyuan Qingmu had a high fever all night. At this time, he took the pills made by Master Xuanqing. The feeling of powerlessness in his body disappeared, his inner breath recovered by 20 to 30%, and his pace was much lighter than that of Su Xiaoxiao.

He walked beside Su Xiaoxiao and watched as sweat gradually formed on the forehead of the girl beside him. She bit her lower lip with her teeth and drew blood stains, but her eyes were extremely firm.

Is such a girl really a monster?

Xuanyuan Qingmu's heart was touched unconsciously, and he put his arms around Su Xiaoxiao's waist.

Su Xiaoxiao froze as she felt a burning sensation on her waist. Before she could make a move, Xuanyuan Qingmu's faint voice spoke, "Don't be brave. Those killers haven't left yet. Save some energy."

Su Xiaoxiao paused in her struggling movements, licked her chapped lower lip, and simply leaned on Xuanyuan Qingmu's body.

Looking at the rugged stone road in front of her, she whispered: "Xuanyuan Qingmu, send people to check Zhang Ning and the Zhang family. Once they are found, kill them directly."

Zhang Ning doesn't have many roles in the book, but she's better than cannon fodder like her. Since he's an enemy, there's always a hidden danger if he's left alive, so it's better to find him and kill him without worry.

Xuanyuan Qingmu hugged her and walked forward. He glanced at her and hummed softly.

On the rugged stone road, two figures, one tall and one short, hugged each other, their clothes and hair tangled together, making them feel warm and affectionate.

After all, we are under a cliff. Although the rays of the warm sun have shined down, the temperature is still relatively low, filled with mist and cold.

Su Xiaoxiao frowned and looked at the fog that was getting thicker, her expression gradually getting thicker.

The two of them followed the stone road and unknowingly came to a cold pool.

On the surface of the pool, curls of mist rise, and the surface of the pool is like fine emerald, calm, waveless, and beautiful.

The chilly wind blew, and the coldness of the cold pool seemed to penetrate from the pores into the limbs and bones. Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but shudder, folded his arms and rubbed them, "Is this going to kill us?

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Xuanyuan Qingmu frowned and glanced at the smooth cliffs around Hantan, "Can't you hope for something better?"

Sui Xiaoxiao twitched his lips: "There are only two ways here, either downstream from Hantan, or flying up. Which one do you think is suitable?"

The corners of Xuanyuan Qingmu's mouth twitched.

You can feel the chill standing on the shore, and you won't freeze immediately when you go into the water.

As for flying up...

Haha, she might not be able to do it even if she is a spirit. How could he, a mortal, do it?

"Let's go back." Su Xiaoxiao just turned around and saw several figures walking towards this side through the fog.

Her pupils shrank slightly, and she pulled Xuanyuan Qingmu to hide close to the stone wall.

Xuanyuan Qingmu held the soft sword at his waist and slowly drew it out.

Seeing these figures getting closer and closer, a cold light flashed in Su Xiaoxiao's hand, and he scratched the neck of the figure in the front.

At the same time, Xuanyuan Qingmu stepped out and stabbed the other person's heart with his soft sword.

Xia Jinpeng looked at the dagger pointed at his neck, snorted coldly, and slapped the opponent on the shoulder.

Xia Yuze bent his waist, raised his foot and kicked the opponent's wrist hard.

At the same time, secret guards dressed as "house servants" flew forward one after another, shrouding Su Xiaoxiao and Xuanyuan Qingmu with their cold murderous intent.

"Miss!" At this moment, Mu Changfeng's surprised voice came, "Stop, it's miss!"

Xia Jinpeng's eyes suddenly widened, he saw the woman in front of him clearly, he changed the photo to hug, and said in surprise: "Xiao Xiao?"

The girl in front of her had a cold murderous intent in her eyes.

But that face was very similar to his sister's. It was not as gentle as her sister's, and her eyebrows were cold and indifferent, but it did not prevent him from recognizing at a glance that this was the niece he longed for.

Xia Yuze ducked sideways to avoid Xuanyuan Qingmu's long sword and looked at Su Xiaoxiao, with obvious surprise on his elegant face, "Xiaoxiao, it's really you!"

Xia Jinyu's eyes were fixed on the woman in front of her, her fingers in her sleeves were clenched tightly, and her voice was trembling, "Xiao Xiao..."

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes turned red, her eyes were sore, and she shouted hoarsely: "First uncle, second uncle, third uncle, cousin..."

Reaching out to hold Xia Jinpeng and Xia Jinyu's arms, Su Xiaoxin felt soreness and swelling in her head.

In the novel, the maternal grandfather's family died tragically, and the eldest uncle's life's hard work was taken away by Lin Wanru and Xuanyuan Yi, and he made a wedding dress for others.

In this life, she must protect her grandfather’s family!

Xia Ziyan stepped forward and looked Su Xiaoxiao up and down, his eyes full of heartache, "You silly girl, you were so weird when you were a child, how come you didn't tell us when you grew up and you were wronged?"

Su Xiaoxiao let go of his hand, stepped forward, hugged Xia Ziyan's arm and shook it, "Cousin, I didn't have a brain before, but I won't anymore."

Xia Ziyan flicked her forehead with his finger: "What are you talking about?"

Feeling the chill under his hands, he quickly took off his robe and put it on Su Xiaoxiao, "Why is your body so cold? Does the wound hurt?"

Su Xiaoxiao bit her lower lip, resisting the soreness under her eyes, and shook her head, "Cousin, I'm fine. I've applied medicine to the wound and it doesn't hurt."

Doesn’t hurt? That means it hurts!

Xia Ziyan suddenly became anxious and squatted down with his back to Su Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao, come up, my cousin will carry you."

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes were filled with sparkling light, and she reached out to pull Xia Ziyan, "Cousin, I can walk by myself..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xia Jinyu, "Xiaoxiao, just let him carry you."

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes felt hot. She raised her head, blinked hard a few times, swallowed the tears that came up, and said with a smile: "Okay."

After saying this, she lay gently on Xia Ziyan's back.

His back was not generous, but it gave her a great sense of security.

When she was a child, her cousin often carried her around on his back. Every time she came home, she would lie on his back and fall asleep.

Xia Ziyan's eyes were slightly red, and he carefully picked up the girl on his back and walked forward step by step with determination.

Xuanyuan Qingmu looked at this scene, his eyes trembled slightly.

He has never been able to experience this kind of family affection in his life.

Xia Jinyu looked at Xuanyuan Qingmu with a very complicated look in her eyes.

Xia Yuze took a step back, bowed slightly to Xuanyuan Qingmu and saluted, "I have met the eldest prince."

At this moment, Chang Xian also arrived with the imperial army.

Seeing Xuanyuan Qingmu's face clearly, his pupils shrank and he knelt down on one knee respectfully, "I have met the eldest prince in my humble position."

The Imperial Guards behind him also knelt down and saluted.

Yun Ming and Yun Ya gently stepped forward and knelt down on one knee, "I'm late, please forgive me."

Xuanyuan Qingmu lowered his eyes slightly and said calmly: "Get up."

Yun Ming and Yun Ya glanced at Chang Xian warily, stood up and guarded Xuanyuan Qingmu's side.

Chang Xian felt the hostility between the two of them, glanced at them in surprise, and said respectfully: "First Prince, His Majesty was extremely anxious when he learned that you and Miss Su fell off a cliff, and immediately ordered his subordinates to come and find you back to the palace."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Qingmu sneered: "I'm afraid he doesn't even know that I am a son. Where will he live when he returns to the palace? The cold palace?"