Five Years Later, She Bombarded the Palace with a Miniature Version of the Regent

"Qianqing, you must be exhausted today."

In the carriage, Luo Xiuran smiled brightly, and then served Qianqing tea and water.

Qianqing looked a little helpless, and she whispered: "If nothing happens to you, I will go back to the princess."

She didn't understand why, even though she was the princess's maid, the prince asked her to follow Luo Xiuran.

Seeing Qian Qing about to get off the carriage, Luo Xiuran looked sad.

It turned out that she was so unwilling to be with him.

He pursed his lips and said with a wry smile: "Don't worry, I will send you back to Zhenbei Palace first."

"you……"

Seeing him so disappointed, Qianqing's mood was a little complicated, and she opened her mouth to say something.

But at this moment, an arrow shot in from outside.

"Be careful." Luo Xiuran reacted very quickly.

He rushed over to protect Qian Qing in his arms.

And the arrow was inserted right where Qianqing was sitting.

"Young Master, there are assassins." The anxious voice of the entourage outside came in.

assassin?

Luo Xiuran was stunned for a moment.

He was a powerless young prince from a foreign country, and some assassin who was out of his mind actually wanted to assassinate him.

But he soon remembered that the carriage he was riding in now belonged to Prince Youshan's Palace.

"I'm just telling you why a certain regent suddenly showed such kindness that he actually gave me his carriage. It turned out that he wanted me to be a target."

Luo Xiuran gritted his teeth.

But when facing Qianqing, his tone became gentle again.

"Qianqing, you stay here, I'll go out and kill all those assassins." After saying that, he picked up his sword and prepared to rush out.

But Qianqing stopped his arm. She shook her head at him, and then said softly: "Let's work together. I'm not a defenseless young lady."

Luo Xiuran frowned and thought for a moment, then finally nodded.

Soon, they both got out of the carriage.

The carriage was already surrounded by dozens of men in black.

They were full of hostility and their eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Are you afraid?" Luo Xiuran asked Qian Qing worriedly.

The corner of Qianqing's mouth curled up: "This kind of scene is really nothing in my eyes."

When they went to the battlefield with the princess, they faced more and more ferocious enemies than these assassins.

"Stop being distracted!"

Suddenly, Qian Qing pulled Luo Xiuran behind her.

It turned out that when Luo Xiuran was distracted, assassins started to sneak attack on him.

"Seeking death." Qian Qing shouted coldly, then raised her foot and kicked the opponent hard in the heart.

She took out the short knife from her body and started fighting with these assassins.

Her movements were crisp and neat, her body seemed light and her movements gentle, but every move was fatal.

On the contrary, although Luo Xiuran's martial arts was not bad, his close combat skills were still a bit lacking.

So several times, it was Qianqing who blocked the attacks on his behalf.

At first, Luo Xiuran was a little embarrassed.

But after being protected more, he felt at ease.

He stood silently behind Qian Qing, like a little spoiled wife.

Looking at Qian Qing's heroic figure, the corners of his mouth curved. This is the girl he likes. She is so amazing.

In less than half a stick of incense, Qianqing took care of most of the assassins, while the remaining ones fled in panic.

Qian Qing wanted to chase her, but Luo Xiuran held her wrist.

"Don't chase after poor criminals. Besides, we can't guess who instigated them. It has nothing to do with those in the palace."

At the end of the sentence, Luo Xiuran's eyes became even colder.

"Ahem, Qianqing, have you dealt with all the assassins?"

Jiang Chuan came over with someone at this time. He scratched his head and sounded slightly embarrassed.

"Yes, if Qian Qing hadn't taken care of them all, by the time you arrived now, you would have come to collect my body." Luo Xiuran stared at Jiang Chuan and spoke through gritted teeth.

Jiang Chuan continued to say awkwardly: "Qianqing's martial arts are excellent, and I will definitely be able to protect you, Mr. Luo Xiaohou."

"Oh, then what are you doing here now?" Luo Xiuran's eyes and tone became sad.

He was not a fool, so he could naturally guess that Feng Yili was behind this incident and wanted to promote his relationship with Qian Qing.

But now that the assassin has been dealt with, it's a good time for them to cultivate their relationship. Why did Jiang Chuan, a fool, come here?

Although Jiang Chuan is also a loner, his advantage is his clever mind.

He quickly understood what Luo Xiu meant, and he quickly said: "Since Mr. Luo Xiaohou is fine, I have to go back and report to the prince, so I will leave first."

"By the way, Qianqing, Mr. Luo Xiaohou must have been frightened by those assassins. You also know medical skills, so remember to give him a good examination before going back. I will explain it to the princess, and she must agree."

After saying that, Jiang Chuan and his men disappeared without a trace, and even the horseman driving the carriage was taken away by them.

Therefore, there are only two living people left here, Luo Xiuran and Qian Qing.

There was a faint cold wind and the strong smell of blood, which made Luo Xiuran frown.

Seeing him like this, Qianqing said helplessly: "Why are you still standing here? Why haven't you gotten in the car yet? Are you going to spend the night with these corpses?"

"Okay, okay, I'll get on the carriage right away." Luo Xiuran nodded crazily like a well-behaved little daughter-in-law.

When they got to the carriage, Qianqing wanted to catch the carriage.

But Luo Xiuran shook his head: "No, this horse is the mount of a certain regent. It is very smart and can find its own way."

Qianqing turned around and took a look, and sure enough she found that the horse was leading them in the right direction.

It was also at this time that she was held in Luo Xiuran's arms.

Luo Xiuran buried his head in the crook of his neck, and then said pitifully: "Qianqing, just admit it, you were worried about me just now, and you have me in your heart."

"Luo Xiuran, don't be like this. I will save whoever is here today." Qian Qing frowned and said in a serious tone.

But Luo Xiuran refused to let go no matter what, he hugged her tighter, and then said in a low voice: "I don't care, you just saved me, you are my savior, I have to rely on you, and then I agree with you."

Qianqing: "..."

"Why are you so childish now?" She pressed her eyebrows and asked helplessly.

She remembered that when he was with her before, he would not act like this.

"Hmph, as long as I can win back my wife's heart, it doesn't matter what I become. Just be childish." Luo Xiuran curled his lips and sounded very confident.

"Who is your wife?" Qianqing's face was unnatural, and she groaned.

"You."

Luo Xiuran took his shamelessness to the extreme. He rubbed Qianqing's neck, and then said seriously: "You are my wife, and I rely on you."

"Luo Xiuran! My status is not worthy of marrying into your palace." Qian Qing said in a low voice with complicated eyes.

There was a huge gap in their identities. She still remembered Luo Xiuran's mother warning her not to marry Xiao Xiang into the Luo family.

Sensing Qian Qing's loss, Luo Xiuran's heart stung.