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"Yes, yes!"

Liu Ruo Qing nodded again and again, her seemingly obedient eyes rippled with a bit of captivating light.

"Brother Jue, I like to shout when I see injustice. I will make my move when the time is right."

She called Pang Yue Qiu "Brother Jue" extremely happily, which formed a stark contrast with his ugly expression.

Seeing that Pang Yue Qiu was already like this, and her father was the Grand Preceptor Pang, Yan Jue couldn't make things too unsightly for himself. In any case, he had already been taught a lesson by Tian Xin, so it was fine.

"Alright, that's enough for today's matter. Yueqiu, hurry back as well. You still have to accompany your father to the palace for the banquet tonight, don't be disrespectful."

Yan Jue said to Pang Yue Qiu with a straight face.

At this time, Pang Yue Qiu did not have the mind to stay and make a fool of himself, so he stood up and left.

Seeing Pang Yue Qiu leaving with his face covered in dirt, Liu Ruo Qing felt completely refreshed.

The surrounding crowd also dispersed, leaving Liu Ruo Qing and her servant there.

"Eighth brother, when did you come back?"

Liu Ruo Qing looked at Yan Jue's blushing face and asked.

"I came to back you up right after entering the city. Is eighth brother very loyal?"

Yan Jue returned to the slovenly look that he had known before, as his long arms wrapped around Liu Ruo Qing's shoulders, and they became as familiar as a pair of lovers.

Liu Ruo Qing was pressed down to her wound by this subconscious action, and in addition to that, when she was holding back the little girl earlier, she had a fight with Pang Yue Qiu again.

"Hiss —"

"What's wrong?"

Seeing her grimace in pain, Yan Jue immediately pulled his hand back in fear.

"It's nothing. Last night, an assassin barged into the manor and got injured by the assassin."

Liu Ruo Qing did not dare to say the true reason for her injury. If Yan Yuan did not allow her to say it, she naturally knew the severity of the matter.

Although he knew that Yan Jue would not harm her, he still had to be careful.

"Someone is invading the King Jing Palace to assassinate him?"

Yan Jue was shocked by the news, someone actually dared to go inside the Easternum to assassinate someone?

"What about Ol 'Nine? How is he?"

"It's nothing. The assassin has been sent to prison."

"Do you know who sent them?"

"I don't know."

Liu Ruo Qing shook her head, she had only been in this world for two months, and the people she knew could be counted with one hand.

"I guess it must be because your Ninth Brother's attitude is too terrible and offended someone in the martial arts world. I was just lucky."

Liu Ruo Qing held onto her shoulder, and continued, although the wound was not completely healed, it was more or less healed.

Yan Jue did not take her words to heart, as he was continuously shocked in his heart by the people who were trespassing the King Jing Palace to assassinate him.

Other than the Shen Ji Hall, he could not think of anyone else. However, the People from the Divine Artefact Hall had been wandering around for a long time and he had been trying to track their whereabouts the entire time. It was impossible for him to barge into the King Jing Palace at this time to assassinate them.

"Ninth Aunt."

At this moment, a familiar male voice sounded from behind them.

Liu Ruo Qing turned her head, and saw Yan Yuan and Yan Shuo's uncle and nephew standing behind them, the two of them had different expressions on their faces.

Yan Yuan seemed to be colder than usual, especially when she looked at Eighth Brother's and his eyes, it was as if he had met his father's murderer, the killing intent in his eyes constantly emitted.

What was wrong with this person? Had she provoked him again in the early morning?

Liu Ruo Qing did not speak first, she only looked at Yan Yuan's dark expression in confusion and did not say a word.

Yan Jue, who was beside her, naturally noticed Yan Yuan's terrifying aura. She also saw his eyes, which were staring straight at her.

He was stunned for a moment. Following his gaze, he saw the palm that was on Liu Ruo Qing's shoulder.

Could it be that when this Old Ninth saw his older brother, he had a straight face and did not have the slightest joy of reuniting with him after a long time? Was it because he was "frivolous" towards the Crown Princess Jing that he had always disliked?

Yan Jue calmly raised his eyebrows. It was fun, but it turned out that Tian Xin had gotten the right girl to marry Ol 'Nine, and her family's Ol' Nine was becoming more and more fun.

Yan Jue thought naughtily in his heart, but his gaze still stayed on Yan Yuan's dark and gloomy face. In the end, he still awkwardly withdrew his hand from Liu Ruo Qing's shoulder.

"Eighth royal uncle, Ninth Aunt, why are you two here?"

Yan Shuo pretended to be surprised as he looked at Yan Jue and Liu Ruo Qing, as if he had just met them.

Yan Jue's gaze calmly swept across Yan Yuan's face, and then, she casually smiled and said: "I was just about to enter the palace, and saw that Tian Xin encountered some trouble, so I helped her out. That's right, why are you guys on the streets today?"

With regards to Yan Yuan's dark and gloomy expression, Yan Jue pretended not to see it at all, and stayed in a very natural state the entire time.

Yan Yuan's face was black, but he did not say anything. Looking at Yan Jue and Liu Ruo Qing standing shoulder to shoulder, he felt that they were being more inconvenient.

Initially, I had intended to go to the King Jing Palace to look for the Ninth Aunt, but now that I have coincidentally met him here, I might as well save myself from going to the King Jing Palace.

Yan Shuo laughed and looked at Liu Ruo Qing, "Ninth Aunt, I will have to trouble you to come with me."

Seeing Yan Shuo's fawning smile, Liu Ruo Qing could not help but roll her eyes in annoyance.

"Your Majesty, it can't be that you've always been planning to rely on me to chase after Yun Jiao Rong, right? If you like her, then think of a way yourself, and use me as an excuse to get close to her every day.

Yan Shuo was a little embarrassed by her words. He was the king of an entire country, and this was the first time he was being lectured like this.

He was a little angry in his heart, but he knew that Liu Ruo Qing was speaking the truth.

He also knew clearly in his heart that he couldn't possibly use the Ninth Aunt as an excuse to find Rong Er, but …

Without the Ninth Aunt with him, Rong Er did not want to see him at all.

"Tian Xin, don't be rude."

Just as his thick eyebrows were frowning, Yan Jue's slightly reprimanded voice sounded. That tone that carried a bit of protection was as though he was Liu Ruo Qing's husband.

The more Yan Yuan listened on the side, the more agitated he became. Unable to hold himself back any longer, he walked forward and pulled Liu Ruo Qing away from Yan Jue's side.

Because of his anger, Yan Yuan used a bit too much strength to pull Liu Ruo Qing, causing him to involuntarily knit his brows in pain.

"Ol'ninth, be careful. There's a wound on Tian Xin's shoulder."

Yan Jue couldn't help but remind Yan Yuan after seeing his big movements.

Originally, when Yan Yuan saw Liu Ruo Qing's frowning expression, he had naturally thought of the wound on her shoulder and felt a burst of nervousness in his heart.

But Yan Jue's warning of good intentions had replaced the nervousness in his heart with anger.