Having successfully returned the bracelet, Qing Sui had just arrived back in the backyard when she saw three dark figures fly down into the yard.

The landing was completely silent; that's definitely the work of a master.

Their goal was to enter Jiang Qingwan's bedroom.

Qing Sui was in a great hurry. She quickly thrust out a short arrow from her sleeve and shouted at the same time, trying to attract the attention of the guards in the front yard.

But her voice hadn't come out yet.

One of them had already closed in on her, his hand with steel claws aimed straight at her face.

She had to gather her strength and dodge.

Meanwhile, the other two had already kicked open the bedroom door.

"Jiang Qingwan, run!"

Qing Sui threw another short arrow, blocking the two men from rushing in.

However, due to the leakage of his aura, his movements were slowed down, and he was viciously grabbed on the shoulder by the steel claw. Blood instantly stained his clothes, and he tumbled down from the roof in a sorry state.

Without even tending to her own wounds, she got up and wanted to save the person.

But the steel claws attacked again.

If Ye Qi and the others were in the front yard, they would have noticed something was wrong with such a commotion.

However, before Mo Yunhan went to war, Ye Qi gave some unknown task to the Dark Guard.

Almost all of the imperial guards in the capital were mobilized.

Only the palace guards remained in the Prince's mansion, so their senses were naturally less sharp.

At that moment, the other two had already rushed into the house.

Qing Sui knew that Jiang Qingwan was quite capable, but she didn't know how long she could hold off such a skilled opponent.

He hardened his heart, gritted his teeth and stood up, dodging the steel claws that attacked again with an uncanny movement, and seized the opportunity to kick the other party hard in the side.

There was a sharp knife on her boot.

The other party clearly did not expect that she could still fight back in her miserable state, and was hit squarely.

The movements suddenly became sluggish.

Qinghui seized the opportunity and rushed towards the bedroom, trying to take Jiang Qingwan to the front yard first.

But before she could reach the door, the two men in black who had rushed in were forced out by a long sword.

A man wearing a crimson gold mask stepped out.

The longsword hummed as it was withdrawn into his palm. He stood with his hands behind his back at the doorway, exuding an aura of unyielding strength.

It was Akamori.

While Qing Sui was distracted, the steel claws attacked from behind again.

She didn't know Chisen, but she could tell that he was protecting Jiang Qingwan and that he was extremely skilled in martial arts.

Feeling relieved, she immediately focused on fighting the steel claws.

Mo Yunhan chose her to leave the Dark Guard Camp to protect Jiang Qingwan not only because of her identity as a woman, but also because her martial arts and agility were indeed outstanding.

In a one-on-one fight, Steel Claw was also injured and didn't have much of an advantage.

On the other side, Akamori was fighting two opponents at once and was not at all at a disadvantage.

Every strike of the longsword was deadly.

Seeing that he couldn't take it down immediately, and that if he attracted the attention of the front yard, there would be no way he could escape.

One of the three blew a whistle, and they immediately began to retreat in unison.

Qing Sui was seething with anger and refused to let them pass.

He used his lightness skill to engage in combat again, but was almost injured by a hidden arrow shot from another person.

Akamori coldly watched the three of them fly away from the courtyard wall.

"You stay here, I'll go and silence them."

With a single, emotionless sentence uttered, he had already sped away.

Aside from Mo Yunhan, this was the first time Qing Sui had ever seen someone with such high martial arts skills.

At this moment, Xiao Hong woke up groggily.

Because of the alcohol, he was dizzy and his body swayed, causing him to fall off the wicker chair and fall asleep again.

Qing Sui quickly turned around and ran to her bedroom, just as she bumped into Jiang Qingwan who was coming out.

Are you alright?

Are you alright?

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

Jiang Qingwan also noticed Qinghui's shoulder and immediately stepped aside to let her into the house, then glanced at Li Dou and Xiao Hong in the yard.

Qinghui quickly replied, "They're all asleep, they haven't woken up."

Jiang Qingwan nodded and then closed the door.

"Take off your clothes so I can apply the medicine for you."

There's still a lot of medicine left over from the last time Su Liuer was injured, which is just what we need.

Qing Sui didn't hesitate and directly tore open the fabric on her shoulder.

"I'll do it myself."

Jiang Qingwan frowned as she looked at the deep, bone-revealing wound.

"You don't need to work so hard."

Qing Sui paused for a moment, then reached out and snatched the gauze and ointment from her hand.

While silently dealing with the situation, he explained, "It's not for you. If I don't complete the task assigned by the Prince, I'll be dead even if I go back to the Dark Guard Camp."

Jiang Qingwan was at a loss for words.

Qing Sui added, "Your Highness still doesn't trust me, so you've arranged other guards for you. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have been able to protect you all today."

Jiang Qingwan shook her head.

"He is not one of Mo Yunhan's men."

As for who it was, she didn't explain, and Qing Sui wisely didn't ask.

He just sighed.

"His martial arts skills are truly superb."

Qinghui treated the wound skillfully, clearly doing this often; she applied wound medicine and bandaged it casually.

Jiang Qingwan couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she went over and helped her tidy up.

As soon as it was tied, Qing Sui covered her mouth and nose.

She made a shushing gesture and gestured for people to go outside.

Jiang Qingwan turned her head and saw a wooden tube inserted into the window paper, blowing smoke into it.

She rolled her eyes, speechless.

Her body was already immune to all poisons.

Such a clumsy tactic could not possibly be the same group of skilled assassins who just returned.

She looked at Qinghui, their eyes met, and a moment later they both collapsed to the ground.

Soon, the door was pushed open furtively.

A burly man crouched down and walked in, then paused, stunned, when he saw the two people lying on the ground.

"Why is there one more?"

He spat out several mouthfuls of saliva as he spoke.

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