Yingying really didn't know that Qin Rong came out too, otherwise she wouldn't leave even if she stayed in the hall until the end.

As soon as he sat in the flower pavilion, Qin Rong's figure appeared. Yingying, who was originally lazy and leaned against her, instantly sat up straight, watching the person coming in, saying hello, "San, the third brother is out too."

"Yeah." Qin Rong's clothes today are more grand than before. The brocade white sleeves are embroidered with complex totems, and the collar and jade belt are rolled with gold edges. The fitted robe lined makes him look wide shoulders and narrow waists, and Yingying can't help but stare at his waist for a few more glances.

She hugged him a lot in her previous life, and Qin Rong was the type that made her feel comfortable anywhere she hugged her.

It was late at night and the palace was full of lanterns.

The hall not far away was too lively, and it seemed that it was abruptly deserted. With Qin Rong in Yingying couldn't sit still, she stood up and was about to find an excuse to leave. Qin Rong grabbed her wrist and asked, "Where are you going?"

Yingying pointed to the front, "Brother, don't let me stay outside for too long."

Qin Rong sneered, Yingying couldn't escape his eyes every time she lies.

Holding the slender wrist in her palm, she rubbed gently, Qin Rong didn't want to let go of her, so no matter how Yingying struggled, she couldn't get out of it. Yingying just struggled weakly at first, but later she pulled her hand with force, raised her eyes and looked at Qin Rong with a slight anger, "Are the third brother drunk? Please let me go quickly."

There is indeed an intoxicating aroma of wine floating in the air, but the sweet fragrance seems to be from Yingying.

Qin Rong leaned closer and smelled it. After confirming that the fragrance of the wine was emitted from Yingying, he not only did not distance himself but got closer.

"Did Yingying forget something?"

Yingying hid after struggling, "What?"

Qin Rong laughed softly, his gentle voice aroused a lingering feeling. He turned his head to Yingying's ears, "Don't you need the third brother to feed you the antidote?"

Today happens to be another seven-day period. If Qin Rong hadn't reminded me, Yingying would have really forgotten it.

Ignoring the strangeness in Qin Rong's words, Yingying explained: "Master Jingshan gave Yingying a few pills to suppress poison. Yingying doesn't need the help of her third brother in the past few days."

It was not without gains at Qingguang Temple. Yingying helped Jingshan collect herbs every day for a few days. Before leaving, Jingshan gave her a small medicine box.

Jingshan's medical skills are trustworthy. He said that as long as he gives him more time, he can always find out the antidote for his lover.

Although she said she was away from Qin Rong, because of this harsh lover, Yingying couldn't help but contact Qin Rong. With that little medicine box, Yingying had a complete reason to avoid Qin Rong. After explaining, she didn't dare to see Qin Rong, but only heard him say "Oh" calmly?

A faint smile appeared on his lips, and Qin Rong let go of Yingying, "Since that's the case, there is no need for the third brother to keep you."

Yingying nodded hurriedly, "Thank you for your help from the third brother these days. Yingying is very grateful."

She was about to make an excuse to leave when there was a loud noise suddenly coming from the hall. At the same time, several black shadows jumped out from somewhere. Yingying only felt the cold light flashing in front of her eyes, and subconsciously pushed Qin Rong.

"Brother Three, please dodge!"

Most of the assassins went to the main hall, and only one assassin entered the flower pavilion.

Yingying was pretty good at being guided by Gu Lingxiao since she was a child, but Qin Rong was a man who couldn't do anything. She had no weapons in her hand, and she saw that the crescent moon knife in the hand of the assassin was not like that of the Northern Region people. She knew something was wrong in the hall, so she grabbed Qin Rong's hand and ran out.

The assassin chased after him, and no one could enter the palace was an ordinary person.

After several dodgings, Yingying became more and more difficult. She grabbed Qin Rong with one hand and kicked the assassin. She quickly came back when she saw someone. Suddenly she let go of Qin Rong's hand to protect him, "Go and call someone!"

This situation has happened in her previous life. Yingying has always been the one who protects Qin Rong. Although she later learned that Qin Rong had secret guards left by his mother, at this urgent moment, Yingying couldn't think of so much. She only knew that her situation was special and she couldn't die. What she was most worried about was the safety of her brother, father and aunt in the hall.

Just as Yingying let go of Qin Rong, the assassin's knife slashed through Yingying's arm and headed towards Qin Rong.

Yingying was injured and rushed towards Qin Rong without thinking. She blocked Qin Rong's fierce attack. She quickly kicked the assassin's leg cleverly, seized the opportunity and quickly took Qin Rong to escape.

This is a large-scale assassination activity. The assassins sneaked into the palace with the help of Yan Jihua's convoy, with the purpose of assassinating Yan Ning and Yan Jihua and causing chaos in the Northern Region Palace. The master behind them thought they were too greedy, and even Emperor Wucheng wanted to go there.

The assassins who were chasing Yingying and the others were ordered to stop and kill the people around Pengzuntai. Fortunately, Yingying shouted and informed the nearby imperial guards in time. A chaos came and went quickly. When everything was settled, Yingying realized that she was still holding Qin Rong's hand tightly.

"Are you... okay?" Yingying quickly turned around and asked, just in time to meet Qin Rong's dark gaze.

Qin Rong was too quiet along the way, which made her a little worried.

Perhaps the moonlight was blurred, so Yingying always felt that Qin Rong's eyes were darker than ever before. She curled the corners of her lips slightly, and Qin Rong said slowly. Then he felt the warmth in his hands evacuate. Yingying covered her arms and nodded, "It's fine if you're fine."

The arms were burning and the cheeks were bulging to relieve the pain.

Seeing that her sleeves were stained with blood, Qin Rong frowned and pulled her to the side hall to treat the wound.

Peng Zuntai still has no choice but to be in charge of the business. After several times of urging, Qin Rong waited for the female doctor to help Yingying bandage the wound before leaving. "You stay here obediently first, and the third brother will be back in a while."

Although all the assassins entering the hall had been captured, there were inevitably fish that missed the net. Yingying felt at ease when she learned that nothing happened to her brother. Knowing that they were busy searching and not caring about her at this time, Yingying yawned and pressed her head against the table, with her eyelids heavy.

Fighting with an assassin is a physical job, and it also requires a high concentration of energy. Yingying is inevitably tired after not having such an activity for a long time.

After using the medicine, the wound on his arm became cold. Yingying unknowingly fell asleep as she heard the noise outside. When she woke up again, her cheeks were itchy. Yingying opened her eyes and saw Qin Rong's enlarged handsome face.

The candlelight in the side hall was not bright enough, Qin Rong held the table with her arm to block most of the light. A few strands of ink hair slid down in front of him, and the shadows kept shaking, making Yingying unable to open her eyes.

"Has it been processed?" Yingying was so sleepy. She was not sober, so she naturally didn't notice Qin Rong's excessive intimacy.

She yawned and almost fell asleep again as she heard the quiet outside the hall.
Chapter completed!