Ye Qianning was shocked. She didn't know what emotion she saw in those eyes. She suddenly came back to her senses and her eyes became a little complicated.

"you.."

She wanted to say something, but the complicated emotions stopped her.

Sang Zhi seemed to be no longer the Sang Zhi he knew. Even though he pretended to be gentle and obedient in front of her, she had completely felt something since going home the day before yesterday.

At that time, Nan Xiang was very drunk, so she didn't take it into consideration. Only when she saw him again and saw the darkness under his scarlet red again did she suddenly realize.

Sang Zhi seemed to be waiting for her to say something, but he didn't expect her to walk away. The dark color on her face was indifferent as he had never seen before.

This time Sang Zhi didn't chase her, he just stood there and stared at her figure.

“Master, all our people were seriously injured.”

A black shadow fell behind and knelt down to salute.

"The remaining people will have to watch from a distance and never be exposed in front of her." A cold voice sounded in a low voice.

“Yes.” The hidden guard responded, hesitating for a moment and then said, “It was Yingge’s hand that moved it.”

Sang Zhi was not surprised.

“Master is so worried about Miss Xiang, and Miss Xiang even lets people attack the master’s people, why does the master.. pfft..”

Before the hidden guard could finish his words, he flew backwards.

"There is no more chance."

Sang Zhi’s voice was cold.

Looking completely different from the person who just lowered his eyes and looked embarrassed.

Yinwei fell to the ground and crawled, clutching his chest and spitting out blood. He propped up his body and flopped a few times before he stood up and knelt down. He struggled to utter one word: "Yes."

“Tell those people that it is not their turn to interfere with my prince’s affairs. When you come to the capital, you should be more at ease. If I find out that there is any overreach, I will definitely help those old guys clean up the house.”

Cold with absolute murderous intent.

"yes."

Sang Zhi turned and left.

Ye Qianning returned to the room arranged by Concubine Zhan. It was less than half an hour before the flower viewing party started. She was sitting at the table drinking a cup of tea when Yingge knocked on the door and came in.

“Miss, there are suddenly many guards in the imperial garden. They don’t look like imperial guards.”

Ye Qianning put down the cup: "Well, the guards around Sang Zhi were all trained by Du Yi?"

"Part of it is, and the other part is that the Eighth Prince went to Jiuyun Mountain five years ago and disappeared for a few days. When he reappeared, there were some guards around him. Du Yi asked about it, and the Eighth Prince said something trustworthy. As a subordinate We won’t be able to ask any more questions.”

Yingge thought for a while and then said: "Those guards are on par with Du Yi in martial arts, and they all have tiger head tattoos on their left arms. Du Yi has checked and found no information over the years."

“Draw the tiger head pattern.”

"yes."

Yingge turned around to look for pen and ink.

Ye Qianning's expression was complicated. Generally, dead soldiers would have marks symbolizing the organization's identity. Last time, she felt an aura of murderous intent on the female guard of the Xiang family.

Not an ordinary guard, but a killer with his unique aura.

The blood emanating from her bones was hidden deep in her eyes, and she was filled with bloodlust. In the past, she was surrounded by various killers, and she could still detect them no matter how much she hid them.

The people Sang Zhi arranged around the Xiang family were more murderous and murderous than the female guard, as if they wanted her to attack at any time. Ye Qianning would not keep such people around.

Even if they dare not take action, Ye Qianning will not allow such a group of people to be around.

Yingge took a pen and paper and drew the tiger head tattoo.

The tiger head on the side has its mouth wide open, revealing terrifying fangs. Ye Qianning watched it repeatedly, searching for information about the martial arts in his mind. There were several books on the island that recorded the martial arts in the martial arts.

Each sect has its joyful flags, and the sect's service weapons are clearly described. There are two tiger heads, but they are different from the ones in the picture.

‘Dong dong. ’

There was a knock on the door.

Ye Qianning put away the rice paper and waved to Yingge.

Yingge went to open the door.

"The flower viewing banquet has begun. The empress ordered the servants to lead the young lady over." The palace maid saluted.

"knew."

Yingge said coldly.

Ye Qianning stood up and walked out of the door.

"Miss Xiang, my servant will guide you."

Ye Qianning nodded.

The queen was dismissed, and Concubine Zhan took over the flower viewing banquet. As it was about to begin, she had already arranged seats in the imperial garden with her maids and eunuchs.

Some official ladies who were frightened at noon still did not recover from the shock at noon after several hours of rest.

Those who knew each other well gathered together, not daring to say much and standing quietly aside.

Although there are many people, the atmosphere is very strange.

The flower viewing banquet was mainly about flowers. All the flowers in the palace had been moved to the courtyard closest to the Imperial Garden by the Queen. After Concubine Zhan took over, she only needed to have people move them to the Imperial Garden.

Ye Qianning was shocked. She didn't know what emotion she saw in those eyes. She suddenly came back to her senses and her eyes became a little complicated.

"you.."

She wanted to say something, but the complicated emotions stopped her.

Sang Zhi seemed to be no longer the Sang Zhi he knew. Even though he pretended to be gentle and obedient in front of her, she had completely felt something since going home the day before yesterday.

At that time, Nan Xiang was very drunk, so she didn't take it into consideration. Only when she saw him again and saw the darkness under his scarlet red again did she suddenly realize.

Sang Zhi seemed to be waiting for her to say something, but he didn't expect her to walk away. The dark color on her face was indifferent as he had never seen before.

This time Sang Zhi didn't chase her, he just stood there and stared at her figure.

“Master, all our people were seriously injured.”

A black shadow fell behind and knelt down to salute.

"The remaining people will have to watch from a distance and never be exposed in front of her." A cold voice sounded in a low voice.

“Yes.” The hidden guard responded, hesitating for a moment and then said, “It was Yingge’s hand that moved it.”

Sang Zhi was not surprised.

“Master is so worried about Miss Xiang, and Miss Xiang even lets people attack the master’s people, why does the master.. pfft..”

Before the hidden guard could finish his words, he flew backwards.

"There is no more chance."

Sang Zhi’s voice was cold.

Looking completely different from the person who just lowered his eyes and looked embarrassed.

Yinwei fell to the ground and crawled, clutching his chest and spitting out blood. He propped up his body and flopped a few times before he stood up and knelt down. He struggled to utter one word: "Yes."

“Tell those people that it is not their turn to interfere with my prince’s affairs. When you come to the capital, you should be more at ease. If I find out that there is any overreach, I will definitely help those old guys clean up the house.”

Cold with absolute murderous intent.

"yes."

Sang Zhi turned and left.

Ye Qianning returned to the room arranged by Concubine Zhan. It was less than half an hour before the flower viewing party started. She was sitting at the table drinking a cup of tea when Yingge knocked on the door and came in.

“Miss, there are suddenly many guards in the imperial garden. They don’t look like imperial guards.”

Ye Qianning put down the cup: "Well, the guards around Sang Zhi were all trained by Du Yi?"

"Part of it is, and the other part is that the Eighth Prince went to Jiuyun Mountain five years ago and disappeared for a few days. When he reappeared, there were some guards around him. Du Yi asked about it, and the Eighth Prince said something trustworthy. As a subordinate It's not convenient for us to ask more questions." Yingge thought for a while and then said: "Those guards are as good as Du Yi in martial arts, and they all have tiger head tattoos on their left arms. Du Yi has checked and found no information over the years. .”

“Draw the tiger head pattern.”

"yes."

Yingge turned around to look for pen and ink.

Ye Qianning had a complicated look on her face. Usually, dead soldiers would have marks symbolizing the identity of the organization. Last time, she felt an aura of murderous intent on the female guard of the Xiang family.

Not an ordinary guard, but a killer with his unique aura.

The blood emanating from her bones was hidden deep in her eyes, and she was filled with bloodlust. In the past, she was surrounded by various killers, and she could still detect them no matter how much she hid them.

The people Sang Zhi arranged around the Xiang family were more murderous and murderous than the female guard, as if they wanted her to attack at any time. Ye Qianning would not keep such people around.

Even if they dare not take action, Ye Qianning will not allow such a group of people to be around.

Yingge took a pen and paper and drew the tiger head tattoo.

The tiger head on the side has its mouth wide open, revealing terrifying fangs. Ye Qianning watched it repeatedly, searching for information about the martial arts in his mind. There were several books on the island that recorded the martial arts in the martial arts.

Each sect has its joyful flags, and the sect's service weapons are clearly described. There are two tiger heads, but they are different from the ones in the picture.

‘Dong dong. ’

There was a knock on the door.

Ye Qianning put away the rice paper and waved to Yingge.

Yingge went to open the door.

"The flower viewing banquet has begun. The empress ordered the servants to lead the young lady over." The palace maid saluted.

"knew."

Yingge said coldly.

Ye Qianning stood up and walked out of the door.

"Miss Xiang, my servant will guide you."

Ye Qianning nodded.

The queen was dismissed, and Concubine Zhan took over the flower viewing banquet. As it was about to begin, she had already arranged seats in the imperial garden with her maids and eunuchs.

Some official ladies who were frightened at noon still did not recover from the shock at noon after several hours of rest.

Those who knew each other well gathered together, not daring to say much and standing quietly aside.

Although there are many people, the atmosphere is very strange.

The flower viewing banquet was mainly about flowers. All the flowers in the palace had been moved to the courtyard closest to the Imperial Garden by the Queen. After Concubine Zhan took over, she only needed to have people move them to the Imperial Garden.

Ye Qianning was shocked. She didn't know what emotion she saw in those eyes. She suddenly came back to her senses and her eyes became a little complicated.

"you.."

She wanted to say something, but the complicated emotions stopped her.

Sang Zhi seemed to be no longer the Sang Zhi he knew. Even though he pretended to be gentle and obedient in front of her, she had completely felt something since going home the day before yesterday.

At that time, Nan Xiang was very drunk, so she didn't take it into consideration. Only when she saw him again and saw the darkness under his scarlet red again did she suddenly realize.

Sang Zhi seemed to be waiting for her to say something, but he didn't expect her to walk away. The dark color on her face was indifferent as he had never seen before.

This time Sang Zhi didn't chase her, he just stood there and stared at her figure.

“Master, all our people were seriously injured.”

A black shadow fell behind and knelt down to salute.

"The remaining people will have to watch from a distance and never be exposed in front of her." A cold voice sounded in a low voice.

“Yes.” The hidden guard responded, hesitating for a moment and then said, “It was Yingge’s hand that moved it.”

Sang Zhi was not surprised.

“Master is so worried about Miss Xiang, and Miss Xiang even lets people attack the master’s people, why does the master.. pfft..”

Before the hidden guard could finish his words, he flew backwards.

"There is no more chance."

Sang Zhi’s voice was cold.

Looking completely different from the person who just lowered his eyes and looked embarrassed.

Yinwei fell to the ground and crawled, clutching his chest and vomiting blood. He propped up his body and flopped a few times before he stood up and knelt down. He struggled to utter one word: "Yes."

“Tell those people that it is not their turn to interfere with my prince’s affairs. When you come to the capital, you should be more at ease. If I find out that there is any overreach, I will definitely help those old guys clean up the house.”

Cold with absolute murderous intent.

"yes."

Sang Zhi turned and left.

Ye Qianning returned to the room arranged by Concubine Zhan. It was less than half an hour before the flower viewing party started. She was sitting at the table drinking a cup of tea when Yingge knocked on the door and came in.

“Miss, there are suddenly many guards in the Imperial Garden, and they don’t look like Imperial Guardsmen.”

Ye Qianning put down the cup: "Well, the guards around Sang Zhi were all trained by Du Yi?"

"Part of it is, and the other part is that the Eighth Prince went to Jiuyun Mountain five years ago and disappeared for a few days. When he reappeared, there were some guards around him. Du Yi asked about it, and the Eighth Prince said something trustworthy. As a subordinate We won’t be able to ask any more questions.”

Yingge thought for a while and then said: "Those guards are on par with Du Yi in martial arts, and they all have tiger head tattoos on their left arms. Du Yi has checked and found no information over the years."

“Draw the tiger head pattern.”

"yes."

Yingge turned around to look for pen and ink.

Ye Qianning's expression was complicated. Generally, dead soldiers would have marks symbolizing the organization's identity. Last time, she felt an aura of murderous intent on the female guard of the Xiang family.

Not an ordinary guard, but a killer with his unique aura.

The blood emanating from her bones was hidden deep in her eyes, and she was filled with bloodlust. In the past, she was surrounded by various killers, and she could still detect them no matter how much she hid them.

The people Sang Zhi arranged around the Xiang family were more murderous and murderous than the female guard, as if they wanted her to attack at any time. Ye Qianning would not keep such people around.

Even if they dare not take action, Ye Qianning will not allow such a group of people to be around.

Yingge took a pen and paper and drew the tiger head tattoo.

The tiger head on the side has its mouth wide open, revealing terrifying fangs. Ye Qianning watched it repeatedly, searching for information about the martial arts in his mind. There were several books on the island that recorded the martial arts in the martial arts.

Each sect has its joyful flags, and the sect's service weapons are clearly described. There are two tiger heads, but they are different from the ones in the picture.

‘Dong dong. ’

There was a knock on the door.

Ye Qianning put away the rice paper and waved to Yingge.

Yingge went to open the door.

"The flower viewing banquet has begun. The empress ordered the servants to lead the young lady over." The palace maid saluted.

"knew."

Yingge said coldly.

Ye Qianning stood up and walked out of the door.

The queen was dismissed, and Concubine Zhan took over the flower viewing banquet. As it was about to begin, she had already arranged seats in the imperial garden with her maids and eunuchs.

Some official ladies who were frightened at noon still did not recover from the shock at noon after several hours of rest.

Those who knew each other well gathered together, not daring to say much and standing quietly aside.