The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 328:

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Can she eat and sleep in this kind of environment? Can he take a good rest and not be overwhelmed by Jin Siyu's ever-present psychological tests?

As for himself, he didn't think much about it - everyone knew that Jin Siyu would never keep her because of her beauty. This legendary prince with great power was the most powerful competitor for the throne of Dai Viet. Otherwise, he could only leave her alive for one purpose - to besiege the city and provide reinforcements.

As long as she is alive, there will be a steady stream of reinforcements trying to rescue her. From these reinforcements, she can figure out her identity and catch bigger fish.

So, no one can miss.

Liu Sanhu pursed his lips and held the things in his hands tightly, thinking that if things were not harmonious and the situation really came to an end, would he die quickly by talking nonsense or kill himself?

At the door of the inner courtyard, a man dressed as a servant was waiting for him without looking back.

The man's posture as he stood by the door with his hands tied was more formal than that of Liu Weiwei, more like a frightened servant.

Liu Weiwei looked at him with narrowed eyes and couldn't help but smile.

Handing the box over, the boy raised his head to take it. The two touched their fingers at the bottom of the box and retracted each other.

Both other's sleeves moved.

There were people on all sides. The two looked up at each other. There seemed to be sparks when their eyes met, but then they both converged.

The two of them came into the house in a group, so it makes sense that they didn't exchange greetings at all, although they actually didn't want to exchange greetings at all.

"What do you call this brother?" Liu Weiwei narrowed his eyes and smiled at the other party, "We met once at the concierge that day, and we almost fell in love."

"Qiu Shu." The man raised his head and smiled, "I don't have the good luck of my brother. Look, the boy in the study."

"Liu Sanhu." Liu Weiwei smiled, "Brother, I am someone close to the prince, not someone like me, a second-class bodyguard, can compare to. Please support me in the future."

"Don't dare."

"Definitely."

With a fake smile and a few nonchalant words, Guard Liu turned around and left as fast as if someone was burning his **** behind him. The study boy named Qiu Shu didn't even look back, and carried the box back to the inner courtyard.

Qiu Shu was holding the box and had just walked to the second courtyard. A group of personal guards were practicing martial arts there. The young man walked around and suddenly heard a voice from behind: "Here!"

The voice came out of the blue, murderous, and then a dazzling crystal light came from behind!

Qiu Shu turned his head in surprise. Like all ordinary people who didn't know martial arts, he was so shocked that he stayed where he was without moving.

"Wow."

Under the hood, a vat of water soaked Qiu Shu in an instant. The vat of water fell on his head. He froze there, eyes wide open, and seemed to be frightened.

The sword flashed with a "Keng" sound, passing close to his scalp, knocking the small vat to the ground, and the fragments splashed at his feet. The guard who came to smash the vat raised his saber, and the sword fell down. A few hairs pushed him contemptuously and said: "What are you doing standing there stupidly? It's in the way!"

Before Qiu Shu could react, he was pushed and staggered to the ground. He subconsciously braced his hand on the broken porcelain pieces, which immediately cut his palm and stained the broken porcelain red.

He breathed in hissingly, his palms were stained with blood and his whole body was wet. His hair was wet and stuck to his forehead. He was shivering in the cold wind of early winter in the North. He looked very embarrassed. Facing the guards who gathered around him, He carefully moved back on the ground, not daring to look at his wounds, and smiled humbly, "Yes, it's the villain who has no expression... It turns out that this is martial arts. You adults really opened my eyes to the villain."

The guard who hit the vat with his sword snorted coldly and walked away, but another man came over, helped him up with his own hands, and said with a smile: "Don't pay attention to Lao Zhang, he is so stupid with his sword, it's all my fault, he just hit the vat to train his horse." I was walking, and suddenly an ant crawled up my neck. I couldn't bear the itching. You happened to be passing by...are you okay?"

"Thank you for your concern, sir. It's okay. It's okay." Qiu Shu looked flattered and grateful. The guard helped him up and said with a smile: "The clothes are wet and the box is stained with water. How can I give it to the prince like this?" Sending paperwork? We have a change of clothes on the training ground here, go and change into a new set."

"How can I wear adults' clothes..." Qiu Shu quickly declined in panic, but the guard pushed him into the room and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's not a guard uniform, it's what we wear when we go out after duty. Whatever clothes you want." Without any explanation, he pulled him into the house, found a set of clothes himself, and held them in his hand to watch Qiu Shu change them.

Faced with the guard's extraordinary enthusiasm, Qiu Shu was polite for a while, then accepted it calmly and changed his clothes generously. However, the guard turned his head away casually, as if he didn't care at all. .

It doesn't really matter whether he looks or not - there are countless places to look around.

After changing out of his wet clothes, Qiu Shu thanked the guard, picked up the clothes and was about to leave. The guard pulled him away and said, "I made your clothes dirty. I have to apologize. You go to the training ground." Go to the wardrobe room on the west side, which is specially used for washing training uniforms for our guards."

As he spoke, he was afraid that Qiu Shu would refuse, so he took his clothes and gave them to him. Qiu Shu smiled lightly and said without asking, "Then I will go and deliver the documents to the prince."

He dismissed the guard and continued walking forward with the box in hand. The wound on his hand had already condensed with blood. The scar was deeper than expected. The blood that gushed out quickly formed a ball of ice in the cold winter wind. ——The super enthusiastic guard just now only cared about his clothes, but didn't even look at these wounds.

Gently raised his hand and wiped away the blood stains on the wall casually, as if he was afraid of staining the box and clothes. The blood stains were clearly printed on the blue brick wall, with a bright color.

New blood gushes out of the wound, and there is a faint trace of white. It is a blood-stained wax pill embedded in the wound.

Just now, at the moment of falling, the wax pill that was originally in the sleeve entered the palm of his hand, and he stuffed it into his wound. The wax pill was not big, and only a small part of the skin was exposed. When it was condensed with blood, it was in The already **** palm looked nothing special.

When he fell, he aimed at the sharpest piece of porcelain, and the wound was extremely deep. At this time, trying to take out the wax ball that had been tightly stuffed in was like another heart-breaking pain.

He frowned and looked at the wound, not afraid of the pain, but worried that the flattened wax ball would shatter into the flesh when taken out. Once infected, the hand would be destroyed.