After tying them up, Shen Lingjue took off the hat on the clothes rack by the door and placed it on Feng Ningyan's head.
His carefulness and caution made Feng Ningyan's heart warm up.
She then tied up the ribbon on her hood and cupped her fists towards Shen Lingjue: "Your Highness' status is noble, you should not take any risks, please leave quickly."
Shen Lingjue looked at her through the muslin covering her hood. "Do you really want me to leave?"
His gaze was so deep that no one could understand him. Beneath the calm surface, there seemed to be countless ripples.
Feng Ningyan's heart inexplicably panicked as she nodded seriously: "Yes!"
Only she knew how much she was afraid of implicating him.
Shen Lingjue's gaze turned slightly cold. "Alright, this king will leave."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the rear window. With a wave of his white cloak, his elegant figure had already disappeared into the pitch-black night outside the window.
This fleeting image allowed Feng Ningyan's heart to become a lot calmer.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the lobby.
"Your daughter is pretty pretty, but Lord Third is staying!"
The noisy one was the rough guy that Feng Ningyan saw earlier, the one who drank and ate.
At some point, a skinny old man and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl had appeared at the table.
A knife-scarred man threw two taels of silver onto the body of a thin old man, and pulled the thirteen-fourteen year old girl next to him into his arms. He then pinched the girl.
The old man happily picked up the silver and thanked him profusely, "Thank you, Master Leng. "Thank you, Lord Third Cold …"
The little girl was crying and kicking. Lord Leng was furious. He grabbed the little girl's torn clothes and threw her onto the table. With a 'chi la' sound, he tore open the front of her clothes, revealing her dazzling white.
The old man didn't pay any attention to him and just walked out with the silver.
"Little Wumianzi is lacking in discipline!" The Third Master of the Leng Clan sniffed and called out to the brothers beside him, "Come! "Brothers, let's go one at a time. This grandpa's twenty taels of silver cannot be spent in vain!"
Feng Ningyan was enraged.
Just as she was about to open the door and go out, she thought that the killer might be nearby, if by chance the killer found out that Hua Ruoyu was lying, the killer would not appear again. She could only suppress her impulse and observe the situation.
"Save me …"
Right now, the little miss could only beg Hua Ruoyu and the rest at the side for help. She cried miserably, looking like she was about to be humiliated by the scarred man.
However, his duty was to protect the "Miss Feng". Without the orders of the wangfei, he did not dare to act rashly, provoking others. If he implicated the wangfei, then wouldn't he be sentenced to death?
The guards were all filled with indignation as they looked at Hua Ruoyu, hoping that she would give the order to help them.
However, Hua Ruoyu was extremely calm, she peeled the tangerine and placed it into her mouth, as if she didn't see the tragedy that was happening beside him.
The little girl repeatedly pleaded with her pleas …
they couldn't even move Hua Ruoyu's face.
Suddenly, she screamed, and bit on Leng San Ye fiercely, escaping and hiding under Hua Ruoyu's table.
Leng San Ye and the other thugs were furious, they took out their swords and pounced towards Hua Ruoyu's table like hungry wolves.
This turn of events was too quick to be overheard. Hua Ruoyu turned pale with fright, and hid behind the Guard Captain.
"Protect the big miss!" The captain shouted and took the initiative to attack Master Leng San. The guards also began to surround and attack the hooligans.
The young lady used her hands and feet to crawl towards Hua Ruoyu who was wearing the wedding dress, and shouted: "Big sister, save me!
Feng Ningyan could see clearly from upstairs
The little girl hid under the table and only looked at Hua Ruoyu's legs. Her expression was not of fear, but was instead filled with malice.
She was an assassin!