C8 Feng yan what are you doing

Next day

Snow was falling from the sky and the whole world was covered with a layer of white.

"Liu Er, Fuwa, Da Kui, sweep the snow before the door. I will go to the pharmacy to get the medicine."

In front of the gate of the palace, Lin Chuyue, who was dressed in a white dress and carrying an umbrella, left the Lin Mansion while carrying a backpack that she made himself.

A pair of goose-yellow embroidered shoes stepped on the snow, causing creaking sounds.

The silver-white world left a trail of footprints in the distance.

Shi Shi Tang

The owner of the pharmacy offered the best medicinal herbs and personally sorted them out.

"Miss Lin, the restaurant gave these ingredients to you for free. Boss Jiang has already informed me that if you need any, you can come and get them. We won't take a single cent from this store."

The shopkeeper laughed. Although he didn't know why the young miss of the Lin Family would be favored by Boss Jiang, but since he had given it his all, a small medicine store owner like him could only do his best to warmly welcome her.

Lin Chuyue carried the bags of over 10 herbs that she had wrapped earlier on her back. Although it was a little heavy, it was time to train her little body.

"Your family should have some medicinal ingredients to exchange for. They're all substandard products."

With that said, Lin Chuyue no longer bothered with the overzealous boss of the medicine store.

The snow started to fall harder and harder. Seeing the varying depth of footprints faintly discernible under the snow, Mo Yu's eyes lit up.

There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road. In the midst of the heavy snow, Lin Chuyue held onto an umbrella with one hand, while her other hand held onto a dagger with the other hand and hid within her sleeves.

Bringing Dagger out to the door was a habit she had picked up.

In her previous life, as an empress, she must have had someone with her who harbored evil intentions. The dagger had already become a personal possession, and she would have the habit of following by her side when she was reborn.

The blade was hidden between her sleeves, the cold aura would appear and disappear, at this time, Lin Chuyue stopped, and looked at the four black clothed men.

From the killing intents released by the four of them, Lin Chuyue did not know whether to laugh or cry.

"Hehe, you were wearing black during the day, are you all fools, or is it that Lin Tianhao's brain is broken?"

Lin Chuyue focused on the eyes of the four black clothed men. When she mentioned Lin Tianhao, their eyes flickered.

It was only a guess, but it looked like Lin Tianhao had indeed sent the four black-robed assassins to kill him to keep his mouth shut.

"Kill!"

The four of them did not waste time talking with Lin Chuyue, they raised their swords and slashed down, their attacks were fierce and deadly, they wanted to kill Lin Chuyue instantly.

In the moment that the big blade was swung, Lin Chuyue stepped to the side and dodged the fatal strike.

Sharp blades interweaved and snow flew everywhere. A white-clothed female kept on retreating, and the four black-clothed men who were wounded by the blade gradually closed in.

In the end, it was hard for a pair of fists to match a heavy hand. However, in a moment of impact, Lin Chuyue suffered a loss as her left shoulder was struck.

Crap! Dislocated!

With just that one palm strike, her left shoulder blade had been dislocated. The intense pain corroded her nerves, and cold sweat unceasingly poured out.

"Miss Lin, we will send you to the Underworld and the Master Lin."

"This King will send you down to the underworld first."

A sudden voice was filled with a thick killing intent, as if everything in the world was covered in ice, causing everyone to feel a chill in their hearts and fear.

Lin Chuyue slowly raised her head. A handsome man in a purple robe slowly entered his line of sight.

"Seventh Prince?"

Clutching her dislocated left shoulder, Lin Chuyue raised her head and looked at the man who neared him.

Within the alleyway, snowflakes rustled and fell, dazzling everyone's line of sight.

The man had a picturesque appearance, his neither thick nor indifferent sword-like eyebrows were just fine, and the appearance of a monarch looking down upon the world from between his eyebrows intimidated everyone in all four directions, making people willingly submit beneath his feet.

That pair of eyes that were as deep as the ocean were clear and cold as an orchid. It was as though with just a glance, it could freeze a person into ice, yet at the same time, it willingly fell into depravity.

His handsome nose and perfect lips reflected the snow-white color. That purple-clothed handsome man with loose long hair was like a fairy from a painting, flawless and flawless.

However, it was extremely cold.

A chill ran from the bottom of her feet to the top of her head, causing Lin Chuyue to regain her senses as she blessed herself towards Feng Yan.

"Thank you for saving my life, Seventh Prince."

It was so painful that he sucked in a breath of cold air. He did not expect that even the tiny movement of his body would affect his dislocated left shoulder. The pain was so excruciating that it tore one's heart and broke one's lungs.

Not far away, the four black-robed assassins had already become four corpses and Feng Yan's guards had disappeared. Only she and Feng Yan were left in the alley.

Snow continued to fall, and Lin Chuyue looked at the unmoving Feng Yan.

Although she didn't know why Feng Yan had appeared in the alley and saved her, it had already been fifteen minutes since the two of them had stood in the alley.

"Thank you for saving my daughter, Your Highness. I will definitely repay you for saving my daughter. I will take my leave first."

She had no strength to carry her backpack at all. The most important thing for her now was to return to the Righteous Bones of the Lin Mansion. Her left shoulder was in extreme pain.

Lin Chuyue turned her body, wanting to past Feng Yan and leave the alleyway, but the moment she crossed paths with Feng Yan, her entire person was suspended in the air, held horizontally by Feng Yan.

"Prince, what are you doing?"