Shi Hu stared at Rong Xiu, and after some hesitation, he asked, "You have offended Miss Hua again... What did Miss Hua say?"

"She doesn't know it's me." Rong Xiu's eyes turned cold in an instant. He raised his hand and gently stroked the scar on his neck, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"It even opened a hole for me," he said.

Shihu couldn't bear to watch it, fearing that he would be angry to death if he asked any more questions.

Why did my master have to hang himself on a tree?

"That assassin..."

"Didn't catch him." Rong Xiu frowned. If his poison hadn't suddenly taken effect, he might have been able to keep the person.

"Your poison?" Shihu asked briefly.

"It's okay." Rong Xiu waved his hand and said calmly, "Much better than before."

Shihu choked up, and after a long silence, he asked, "Where are we going now? It's rare for you to come out, do you want to visit my boudoir at night?"

Rong Xiu was silent for a moment, then raised his hand to signal Shihu to turn around and face away from him.

Kicking Shihu on the butt, Rong Xiu gritted his teeth angrily: "You are so smart! Am I such a person?"

What do you mean by "it's hard to come out"? What do you mean by "still want"? Is he a flower thief?

Shihu was kicked and staggered a few steps before he could stand firm. He covered his butt and laughed dryly, looking at him with suspicion in his eyes.

——Isn’t it?

"Han Yunlan was probably killed by the assassin." Rong Xiu took a deep breath and said seriously, "I fought with them, and they didn't seem like people from the Central Plains."

Shihu understood immediately: "No wonder you took the case into your hands. I thought you just wanted to vent your anger on Miss Hua."

Rong Xiu rolled his eyes at him and strode towards the military camp.

Now it seems that we still need to get to the bottom of this matter first.

The next day, in Linyuan Garden.

Hua Yuanzhao was wearing a custom-made tight sportswear and was struggling to tie sandbags around his legs, looking outside the screen from time to time.

Fortunately, Fuling sent the person outside away with just a few words, and when she came back, she was holding a red gold-plated invitation in her hand.

"What's the matter?" Hua Yuanzhao wondered.

"Princess Changle's birthday is coming soon, so she sent someone to deliver the invitation." Fuling handed over the invitation and half-knelt on the footstool to help Hua Yuanzhao tie up the sandbag.

"Princess Changle..." Hua Yuanzhao narrowed his eyes and recalled carefully.

The original body had limited interactions with Princess Changle, and only vaguely remembered that she was a woman as flamboyant and bright as a flame.

He has a quirky personality and acts on impulse. He is sincere to his friends and won't flatter people he doesn't like.

The unrestrained and carefree nature of a royal princess is fully displayed in her.

"Miss, are you really going to wear this dress when you go out?" Fuling said in entanglement.

"What's wrong?" Hua Yuanzhao raised his arms, very satisfied with this non-cumbersome dress.

"It took a lot of effort to finish it!" she said.

"But this is too tight..." Fuling said hesitantly, "How about I make you a silk skirt?"

And this sandbag looks weird when tied to the body.

"Let's just run a few laps in front of our house." Hua Yuanzhao didn't care at all. He looked down and saw Fuling was still struggling, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Did I have any enemies before?"

Fuling was stunned: "Second Miss?"

"It doesn't count her." Hua Yuanzhao was speechless, and before Fuling could speak, he interrupted her, "It doesn't count Aunt Su and Gu Changsu either!"

Fuling tilted her head and blinked blankly. After a while, she said, "Miss, are you still thinking about what happened last night? Didn't the Fourteenth Prince say that they were robbers?"

Hua Yuanzhao nodded her head with amusement, trying to shake the water out of her head.

"Do you believe that someone would draw his sword and rob the emperor?" She shook her head and he slowly analyzed it for her.

"That group of people moved in unison, their tactics were similar, and they were extremely disciplined when they retreated. They must be soldiers."

She said: "Someone wants to kill me."

Fuling was horrified, looked at Hua Yuanzhao with a pale face, and said tremblingly: "Then, then you'd better not go out! Just tell me if you have anything to say!"

"What are you afraid of?" Hua Yuanzhao looked at her with amusement: "First of all, they don't dare to do it in broad daylight."

"Secondly..." Hua Yuanzhao blinked and lowered his voice and said, "They just failed because of the Fourteenth Prince. They probably won't do it again in the short term."

"Three, come..." Hua Yuanzhao pulled Fuling and said, "Let's go for a run. We'll be able to run faster if we practice more!"

It can also help you lose weight!

Fuling was dumbfounded. Before, when the young lady was running, she only had to stand beside her with a towel and water, but now she was also dragged into the water.

Hua Yuanzhao is fat and weak, but at least he has been running for so long that he has gained some exercise.

But Fuling was still a little delicate girl. She was so tired that she was panting after running less than one lap.

She wanted to cry but had no tears. Didn't the lady say that group of people would not come again? Why did she still drag her to run?

Knowing the importance of moderate exercise, Hua Yuanzhao considerately slowed down his pace and said with disdain: "You are so thin, how come you are not as good as me?"

Fuling held her knees and panted, sticking out her tongue in exhaustion.

Suddenly, the light around them was blocked. They looked up and saw several burly men surrounding them. The leader was still moving his wrists.

Fuling was so frightened that she almost cried, and she subconsciously shouted: "Miss...you are lying!"

We agreed that nothing would happen during the day!