If he was stabbed in the neck by this seemingly ordinary hand knife, he believed that it would be even easier than being chopped in half by the White Rainbow Sword.
Princess Qing Luan, who was at a loss, stared blankly at the harmless maidservant who was brewing tea. The corners of her mouth held a faint smile, and the lingering charm between her graceful brows even remained the faint fear that she had deliberately faked after the previous unforeseen event.
She twisted her wrist.
The hand knife swept horizontally towards the young king's throat.
The next moment, Hsu Fengnian held two arms with both hands and blocked two hand knives at the same time.
One hand knife was from the mysterious maidservant who was cooking tea.
And the owner of the other arm, even Song Yu, who knew everything about the Qing Liang Mountain, probably didn't expect it.
Princess Beimang widened her eyes and couldn't help but have a look of disbelief on her face. She didn't know when a girl was standing next to her. She stepped on the table with one foot, and her hand knife was probably only a thin line away from the temple of the maidservant who was sitting sideways.
Hsu Fengnian didn't look at the maidservant who was cooking tea, but raised his head and smiled helplessly at the little girl who still had the childishness of a girl's body: "In front of so many distinguished guests, it's not appropriate for you to make a bloody scene, right?"
The girl snorted with a fake smile, retracted her hand, and then jumped up, grabbed the eaves of the pavilion by the lake with one hand, and disappeared after a light flip.
Hsu Fengnian turned his head and said to the maidservant: "What is your relationship with the little girl in the Princess's Tomb?"
The eyes of this young maidservant, who was actually very good-looking, were still gentle, without the slightest ruthlessness of ordinary Jianghu killers. She turned her eyes and saw that the young king was holding her hand, and there were drops of black blood oozing out from his fingertips.
She raised her sharp chin again and saw that between the young king's eyebrows, there was a purple-gold mark, as if an immortal had opened his third eye.
She used the most mellow Gangnam-do voice and said softly with a smile: "Your Highness, you have a good method."
Hsu Fengnian laughed it off.
Blood that was as black as Hsu Fengnian's fingertips seeped out of the corner of her mouth. Her face was filled with relief as she slowly closed her eyes.
After Hsu Fengnian let go of her arm, he held her shoulder and let her lie on the yellow rosewood table.
She was just like an ordinary servant girl, slacking off and falling asleep.
Hsu Fengnian replaced the maidservant and handed Bai Yu a cup of fragrant Spring Spirit Lake Tea.
Mr. White Lotus took the teacup, sighed again, and drank it in one gulp. Drinking tea was like drinking wine.
The Vice Commander of the Qie Xue Guards watched all of this with cold eyes. It was very likely that her real identity was the maid of the Princess Tomb Female Death Warrior. When she attacked, he didn't have the intention to take advantage of the situation.
At this time, he had a heroic smile on his face. He didn't show any sign of kneeling down and begging for mercy. He said loudly: "Your Highness, my life, do you want to take it personally, or do you want someone to do it for you?"
Xu Fengnian reached out his hand and gestured for him to sit. With a Northern Mang official's voice that carried the accent of Gusai Province, he said with a laugh, "This king is truly strange this time. The family that you, Yelu Canglang, belong to has always considered themselves to be the orthodox Yelu surname. Didn't you, Yelu Hongcai, and Yelu Dongguo, this pair of grandfather and grandson's families always view each other as enemies? You all hate that Yelu Hongcai, who had been loyal to the emperor for three dynasties, let down the previous emperor. Moreover, since you can sit here this time, you can clearly be considered a trusted aide of your Northern Mang crown prince. Why would you help them turn around and stab the crown prince? "
Yelu Canglang hesitated for a moment and finally sat down. He was puzzled: "Why does Your Highness think that I am allied with Yelu Hongcai? The assassination of Your Highness came from the Beimang's Crown Prince. Isn't it more reasonable? "
Hsu Fengnian didn't answer his question and asked: "Before you unsheathed your sword today, have you not used it for at least two years?"
Yelu Canglang nodded.
Hsu Fengnian's mouth curved up. "This King also knows this kind of unorthodox sword training method that emphasizes the mind and not the strength. Tuoba Chunsun must have secretly told you."
Yelu Canglang's mouth was slightly agape. Obviously, this young vassal king who could calculate was right again.
Hsu Fengnian explained with a smile: "When This King was traveling around Liyang Lake, he often became a fortune teller. He didn't cheat every time."
Yelu Canglang's mouth twitched.
Hsu Fengnian raised his cup and took a sip of Green Ant Wine. He narrowed his phoenix eyes and asked with a smile: "You don't believe me?"
This famous Deputy Commander of the Qie Xue Guards didn't say anything. He was still skeptical.
Hsu Fengnian laughed and pointed at himself. "It's actually very simple. The ancestor of your sword technique is far away but right in front of you."
Perhaps no one noticed that when it came to Jianghu matters that didn't help the world, this young King seemed to be much more carefree.
Yelu Canglang laughed involuntarily. So that's why.
His family was close to the [War God] Tuoba. Everyone in the grassland knew about this. Especially him and Tuoba Chunsun were sworn brothers.
Yelu Canglang exhaled heavily and asked with a smile: "Your Highness hasn't told me yet. How do you know that it was actually Yelu Dongchuang's idea that I went south?"
Hsu Fengnian said seriously: "This King also only knew about it now."
Yelu Canglang's expression turned sluggish. He was so aggrieved that his blood boiled.
Yelu Canglang suddenly smiled and cupped his fists: "This time I took the risk to assassinate Your Highness. It has nothing to do with Yelu Dongchuang. It's just that I admired Your Highness's reputation as the number one person in the world. I couldn't help but make a move. Originally, that move was for the Qie Xue Guards at the beginning of next year.
I hope Your Highness will be magnanimous enough to forgive me for this! I believe Your Highness can understand the thoughts of a martial arts fanatic like me. If this small matter causes a misunderstanding between the two Kings and delays your grand plan of conquering the world, I, Yelu Canglang, will not be able to absolve myself from the blame even if I die ten thousand times! "
Hsu Fengnian's eyes were playful. Just as Yelu Canglang was about to instinctively think about the deeper meaning of the young King's words, this burly man suddenly turned his head with difficulty and looked at the insignificant woman in his eyes.
What Fan Bai Nu, what Beimang's First Commander? Originally, as long as he completed this business, there would no longer be Princess Qing Luan in this world. She would only become a plaything on his bed.
Could it be that the good-for-nothing Crown Prince had the guts to say no?
If he, Yelu Canglang, was really annoyed, when the Beimang Imperial Court was turned upside down in the future, even the Crown Princess who won the title of "Han Gu" in the Chess and Sword Music School would also be snatched into his pocket!
But at this moment, the Qie Xue Guards' Vice Commander Yelu Canglang was clearly a dying man. A dagger pierced through his thick neck.
And the Beimang Princess who was holding the dagger with both hands quickly pulled it out after her successful attack.
Her movements were clean and efficient, without the slightest hesitation.
Yelu Canglang covered his bleeding neck with one hand and pointed at the woman with the same surname who was even more ruthless than him with the other hand.
Fan Bai Nu gently put down the dagger and didn't look at Yelu Canglang at all. She stared at the young King across the table, "Your Highness, now you and I can continue the original topic! I will still do the business for His Highness the Crown Prince. And now, Your Highness seems to have no other choice! "
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