Chapter 630: Although the move was risky, she felt it was worth it

  630 Although it was a risky move, she felt it was worth it. "The little emperor's people?" She looked at those people and asked quietly.

   As soon as her voice fell, a few suppressed gasps could be heard in the hall.

  Xia Beibei keenly noticed that after several men heard her words, her pupils shrank suddenly, and even her face changed.

   She immediately cursed inwardly, shit!

   really made her stunned, she was the little emperor's person.

   What is that? What does the little emperor want from Wuyu?

   No, she has to remind Wuyu and let her be careful, otherwise, if the little emperor knows what she is doing with his sons, he will not start against Wuyu?

   This is absolutely impossible.

   Young Lord Beitang's gaze also changed, and he swept towards those few people sharply.

   He was also thinking just now, could it be the little emperor's person, but he didn't expect that Bei Bei really got it right in one fell swoop.

   "Of course, catch up with Yanshu immediately."

   "Yes." Ranqing immediately responded and flew away.

   "Prince Regent, listen to Dongfang, you are always injured?" Ranqing left, Youqing ordered a few men to be dragged out, Xia Beibei raised her eyes to look at Young Lord Beitang.

   His face was pale, and it looked like he had lost too much blood.

  What's the matter, there's no medicine to replenish blood in the Prince Regent's mansion? How could the Young Master Tangtang Regent of Beitang become so weak?

   "Small injury." Young Lord Beitang replied indifferently.

   "Small injury?" Xia Beibei raised her eyebrows, but did not refute his words.

"A small injury is fine, but, Lord Regent, if this small injury is not handled properly, it is very likely to turn into a major injury. Now the Belvedere is not peaceful, and Wuyu is in the very center of danger. Is she right? Pointing at what you can do to help her, but..."

   She glanced up and down at Young Lord Beitang and smiled meaningfully.

   "I hope that you won't be a hindrance at this time," she said.

   Hearing this, Young Lord Beitang froze.

   It seems that he is too persistent, isn't he?

   He also understands that if he insists on not caring about his own body, it is very likely that at the most critical moment, not only will he not be able to help Wuyu, but it will drag her down.

   "Thank you Miss Xia for reminding me, this king understands what to do."

  Xia Beibei raised her eyebrows indifferently, "You just understand."

   She took out a letter from her bosom and handed it to Young Lord Beitang.

   "This is what Dongfang asked me to hand over to you. Dongfang Chi ran away. Dongfang hopes that no one in the Tiansheng Mansion will interfere in the wild things." Xia Beibei was more straightforward than Dongfang Yu.

   "Dongfang Chi ran away?" Young Master Beitang frowned.

   He heard Dongfang Yu mention this Dongfang Chi, but he had never seen Dongfang Chi a few times, and was not impressed.

  What are those people in the palace of Xun Xun doing to let such an important person run away?

   "Run, run away, nothing to be surprised about." Xia Beibei shrugged.

  Although she also cares about Dongfang Chi's running away, things have to look on the bright side.

  Dongfangchi's run like this is just the right time for the Xun Wangfu to explain Dongfangchi's origin, the kindness of Xunfufu to Prince Rui in the past, and the ruthlessness to rebels now!

   Kill the arrogance of Feng Mingtian's old clan, and let the grass on the wall see who the wild is in the world!

   "You don't seem to be in a hurry?" Young Lord Beitang asked her.

  Xia Beibei and Dongfang Yu, to put it in a nasty way, are grasshoppers tied to a rope. As long as anyone has an accident, it will inevitably involve the other party.

   And Xia Beibei also has weaknesses, isn't her grandmother still in Xiajia Village?

   In other words, in Xiajia Village, there are many Xia Beibei's friends and villagers who can become targets of Dongfangchi's use.

"There's nothing to worry about. You've already run away. What's the use of worrying? If you're in a hurry there, it's better to think about how to deal with the current problems and feel sorry for yourself. What's the use?" Xia Beibei pursed her lips, looked at Young Master Beitang seriously, and said.

   "Is it useless?" Hearing this, Young Master Beitang muttered to himself.

   That is to say, it is useless for him to blame himself here? is not it?

   "I understand." He nodded seriously to Xia Beibei.

   "Tell Yu, the Tiansheng Mansion will never interfere with the affairs of Yuliuyu, and this king guarantees with his life."

   "Pfft—" Xia Beibei couldn't help but let out a laugh looking at his expression.

   Do you want to make it so serious, just agree to it, and you have to make it so funny.

  Those who don't know, thought that Dongfang Yu was threatening Young Lord Beitang on his stomach with a knife holder. Really...

   "Take good care of Wuyu. She has some business to do recently. In the courtroom, you, the prince regent, have to watch more. Don't let the little emperor make trouble with her." Xia Beibei urged.

   That little emperor, she just sneaked a glance not far away, but her intuition told her that this guy is not a good stubble, Wuyu is in the palace, it is really startling.

  The only one who can help her now is the Young Lord Beitang who has her in his heart.

   Young Lord Beitang did not speak, but nodded earnestly.

   Naturally, he will pay more attention to Yu'er's affairs, but that little emperor...

   I couldn't move, and I couldn't provoke me, so I had to coax me softly. It was a bit of a headache.

   More importantly, the little emperor has always been at odds with him, the regent, and I don’t know if it’s because of Yu’er, or there are other reasons.

   He admitted that in that respect, he was not as sensitive and sharp as Yu'er.

  Otherwise, he wouldn't have made such a big mistake in Ling'er's affairs at the beginning, only then did he know what regret is.

   "I'm leaving, you can slowly think about what to do next." Xia Beibei glanced at him, turned and left.

   The most worrying thing is the situation on the Thousand Layers Realm. Dongfang Yu doesn't know if he can handle it or not. Or, she doesn't know when those killers will strike, or it is better to let Da Mi guard there.

  …

   In the thousand-story summer residence, a number of black-clothed killers have poured in, forming a clear confrontation with the guards.

The    screams came and went, not the servants in the Xia mansion, but the maids brought by the Ye family and the maids next to Nangong Lie. These people have never seen such a battle before.

   "Mother, what's going on?" Xiaoyu shivered, huddled in the corner, and asked the old lady in a low voice.

   Although there are no black-clothed killers in their yard, they are also protected, but who knows if those black-clothed killers will come here after they break through Dongfang Yu and the others.

   She is just here to fight for a place for her daughter, but she doesn't want to die here.

   She is still young.

   "I said earlier, that Xia Jiuniang is an unlucky wild woman, look, what disaster has it brought us."

  Although she was extremely frightened, she still did not forget to step on Xia Beibei more in front of the old lady. These people must have been recruited by Xia Beibei, otherwise, who else would there be?

   "Shut up Lao Shen!" The old lady roared when she heard her words.

   Xia Beibei is now a little girl with no identity, who would attack her.

   You don't have to guess, you can know that it was her grandson who caused Xia Beibei's trouble. It's not that she didn't hear about it. The whole area has been in chaos recently.

  Many officials were either arrested or killed, and the newcomers came up one after another. It must have been a big incident.

   However, when her nephew was in trouble, her daughter-in-law was still here to speak sarcastically.

   Is there such a thing as an aunt?

   Xiao Yu Pian was yelled at by the old lady, and immediately closed her mouth, but she still stared at the door with resentful eyes.

   She was right, if it weren't for that Xia Beibei, why would they come to the poor place of Thousand Layers and still enjoy happiness at home in Tucheng?

   Besides, that Xia Beibei only knew how to curry favor with Ye Yuxin and the old lady. She didn't even take care of her here. Except for three meals a day, she didn't bring anything at all.

   Does she treat guests like that?

  …

   On the other side, Nangong Lie and Nangong Menger just finished talking secretly, Nangong Menger just wanted to leave, but was blocked in the West Side Courtyard by men in black.

   "Father, what's going on? Is there anyone other than us who wants Xia Jiuniang's life?" Nangong Menger asked Nangong Lie with joy in her heart.

  If there are such a group of people, then she can still cooperate with them. As long as Xia Beibei is dead, isn't the prince of the East, hers alone?

   "What are you thinking, these people just want people's lives, and what they want is Dongfang Yu." Nangong Lie gave Nangong Meng'er a cold look and said.

  Xia Beibei is nothing, he has no power or power in the domain, even if it is to get Dongfang Yu, there is no need to spend so much money.

   Hiring so many killers, and none of them are the skills of a three-legged cat, she thought, who would be able to hire them casually?

   "Kill the Eastern Prince?" Nangong Menger's eyes narrowed.

   She immediately thought that Dongfang Yu was the son of Yuliujiao, and there were many people who wanted his life.

   However, these people are too blatant, aren't they afraid of being found out and a tragic end for such an upright murder?

   There was already the sound of fighting outside the door, and Nangong Lie couldn't care less about Nangong Menger, he pushed open the door to see what happened.

   Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, a knife slashed in his face, giving him no chance to react.

   "Father, be careful." Nangong Menger was shocked and pushed Nangong Lie away with lightning speed.

   She slanted and narrowly avoided the knife, but because she couldn't dodge in time, she was cut to her left arm, and blood suddenly came out.

   "His—" Nangong Menger clenched her teeth, covered her wound, raised her foot and kicked the black-clothed killer who dared to hurt her far away.

  Although this is a risky move, in order to make Nangong Lie pay more attention to herself and pay more to herself in the future, she feels it is worthwhile.

   "Meng'er, are you injured?" Sure enough, when Nangong Lie saw that Nangong Meng'er was actually blocking the knife for him, his eyes were red.

  As Prince Jing, it was quite common for him to be assassinated, and it was not unheard of before.