Ye Qingwan swung the vase and was about to hit the assassin on the head, but halfway through, the assassin raised his head and pulled off his veil...

Oh my god, why is it the old master? !

Stop, stop, stop.

The vase came to rest on his forehead.

Almost got hurt by mistake!

Ye Qingwan quickly put the vase back and went over to help him: "Master, are you okay?"

Why don't you just be the imperial tutor? Why do you want to be an assassin?

As soon as my hand touched him, I felt something sticky on my palm. I picked it up and saw that it was blood...

The moment Liu Sheng saw her, he immediately relaxed and leaned forward instinctively, leaning towards her.

Oops, it’s a bit heavy.

The sudden weight made Ye Qingwan unable to hold him up, and she sat on the ground. But she didn't dare to let go, one hand supported the ground, the other hand held him, and whispered to the outside of the window: "Qingqing, Qingqing, come in quickly."

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But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

Where did he go?

Wouldn't he become an assassin too?

Is it fun to be an assassin?

She struggled for a long time before she finally dragged the old tutor onto the bed, made him lie down, and cleaned his wounds.

It was a crossbow arrow, it was deep and almost pierced through his shoulder.

Ye Qingwan didn't dare to delay any longer, and quickly used the surgical skills she had exchanged from the system to help him pull out the arrow, clean the wound, apply wound medicine, and then bandage it.

He woke up just after the bandage was done. Probably because he was greatly shocked, he grabbed her wrist with a very cold look.

"Master, it's me." Ye Qingwan hurriedly explained to avoid being killed by him as an enemy.

When he heard it was Ye Qingwan, his tense nerves immediately relaxed, and the strength in his hands instantly dropped by 90%, but he still didn't let go: "Are you okay?"

Ye Qingwan:? ?

What could possibly happen to me? You are the one who is in trouble now.

"Master, I'm fine. How about you? Are you feeling better?"

He sat up with great difficulty, nodded and smiled, "Much better, thank you."

"Who hurt you like this?" Ye Qingwan covered him with a blanket, and suddenly thought of Meng Tao's injuries, and asked him again: "My master's injuries were not caused by you, right?"

Liu Sheng shook his head: "I was injured outside. I don't know what happened in the Hunting Palace yet."

It was hard to tell that he was lying to her, but he probably had guessed it.

Both he and Meng Tao fell into the trap. The people in Anliu found out that he and Meng Tao had captured Anliu's killer. They were afraid that their whereabouts would be exposed, so they killed him to silence him.

They first tricked him and Shihu out, and then when he was not there, they disguised themselves as assassins and attacked the palace, luring Meng Tao away, hoping to defeat them one by one.

But Anliu obviously underestimated his and Meng Tao's strength and failed.

The killer who was locked up should be dead.

As expected, Ning Shaoqing suddenly jumped in from the window and said to Ye Qingwan, "The assassin who attacked you that day has been killed, and now the matter has become a big deal."

After he finished speaking, he realized that Liu Sheng was injured and asked in surprise: "They still want to kill you?"

Liu Sheng nodded, as a response: "Do you know them?"

"Undercurrent is a feared assassin organization in the underworld. All assassins are connected in a one-way manner. They are secretive and omnipresent, and are known for not caring about their lives. As long as they are their targets, they will not be able to escape, no matter where they are. But the price they ask for is very high. Killing one person will cost at least a thousand gold coins."

"You have become their target?" Ning Shaoqing asked suspiciously. This was strange. Although the undercurrent was very powerful, they rarely accepted orders from the court, because killing court officials would cause great trouble.

Liu Sheng smiled and said, "Probably."

"Is it because of the assassin who assassinated me in the woods that day?" Ye Qingwan asked him.

He glanced at Ye Qingwan, stretched out his uninjured hand, touched her head, and said with a smile: "No, you are not that valuable."

Although he said so, Ye Qingwan still felt that something was not right.

When the killer appeared, the old master was targeted by the undercurrent, and then when the undercurrent appeared, the killer died. How could it be such a coincidence?

But in the original plot, Undercurrent had not appeared at this time. It was not until much later when the sect could no longer hold on and the sect leader had no choice but to ask Undercurrent for help.

This is a bit too much.

Not only did they add more scenes, they also changed the script, and started by targeting the second male lead. What a psycho.

If the old tutor is gone, no one will have fun.

"Can you do me a favor?" Liu Sheng suddenly looked at Ning Shaoqing.

He was stunned for a moment: "You say."

"Shihu and I ran away separately. I came back, but I don't know where he is..."

Before Liu Sheng finished speaking, Ning Shaoqing understood: "I'll go look for it."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." Ning Shaoqing said, and gave Ye Qingwan a bone whistle: "If you have anything to say, blow this. I can hear you."

"Okay, you should be careful too." Ye Qingwan watched him walk away before walking back to the bed.

"Master, you should take a rest as well. We can talk tomorrow if you have anything to say."

Ye Qingwan let him go to sleep and tucked the quilt in for him.

The old tutor was probably really tired. She closed her eyes for a while and then she began to breathe steadily. But her hand was still holding her and she couldn't get rid of it.

Ye Qingwan had no choice but to sit down under the bed and fall asleep on her stomach.

When she woke up again, she found the bed was empty.

Where is the old tutor?

You won’t get caught, right?

She was so frightened that she jumped up and rushed to the door, but when she turned her head, she seemed to bump into a wall. It was not until she heard a muffled groan that she realized that it was the old master who bumped into her.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Ye Qingwan apologized instinctively. She kept brushing around his wound and blew on it with her mouth: “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

It's just like when you fell down as a kid and the adults would comfort you and blow on you so the pain would go away.

Liu Sheng laughed and grabbed her restless hands: "Okay, I'm fine. The hunt is about to start. Help me take off my night clothes and change into regular clothes."

As he said this, he put a black uniform that he got from somewhere in her hand. He probably felt something was wrong and explained, "I can't move."

Hmm...it seems reasonable!

but……

"Where did you get your clothes?"

"Zhongyuan Yidianhong gave it to me."

Ye Qingwan frowned: "Then why don't you let him help you change it?"

When Liu Sheng heard this, he also had a puzzled expression on his face: "Yes, why?"

Ye Qingwan:? ?

You used this rhetorical question very well. Don’t use it again next time.

It is said that the old master is so good at playing football. If he were to travel back to the modern era, he should be able to lead the Chinese national football team out of Asia and sweep the world.

The Chinese national football team has lost a talented player.

After hesitating for a while, Ye Qingwan still helped him change his clothes obediently. As they were changing, her eyes automatically moved down and stopped on his eight-pack abs.

Good Master, he really has eight pack abs.

It's super motorcycle.

Liu Sheng also noticed something was wrong and silently reached out to cover her eyes: "Ms. Ye, please remember that you are a lady from a wealthy family."

No I'm not!