Five Years Later, She Bombarded the Palace with a Miniature Version of the Regent-Chapter 472 - : Luo Xiuran’s Heart Is Aching

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In a carriage.

“Qian Qing, you must be exhausted today.”

Luo Xiuran smiled brightly and served Qian Qing tea.

Qian Qing felt rather helpless when she looked at him. She said in a low voice, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll return to the Eldest Princess’ side.”

Qian Qing did not understand why Feng Yili asked her to accompany Luo Xiuran when she was Yu Yunxi’s maidservant.

Seeing that Qian Qing was about to leave the carriage, Luo Xiuran’s expression dimmed.

‘As it turns out, she’s still unwilling to be with me…’

Luo Xiuran smiled bitterly and said, “Alright. I’ll get someone to send you back to the King of Zhenbei’s Residence.”

“You…”

Seeing how disappointed Luo Xiuran was, Qian Qing felt a little complicated. Just as she was about to speak, an arrow suddenly shot in from outside.

“Be careful!”

Luo Xiuran reacted quickly. He leaped over and hugged Qian Qing protectively. The arrow was stuck in the spot where Qian Qing had been sitting just a moment ago.

At this moment, an attendant said anxiously from outside, “Young Marquis Luo, there are assassins!”

‘Assassins?’

Luo Xiuran was stunned. He was just a young marquis from a foreign country with no power and influence. Who was crazy enough to want to assassinate him? However, he quickly remembered that he was riding in the King of Youshan’s carriage.

“I was wondering why Yili suddenly showed kindness and asked me to ride in his carriage. As it turns out, he wanted me to make me a target,” Luo Xiuran said through gritted teeth.

However, his voice turned gentle as he said to Qian Qing, “Qian Qing, you stay here. I’ll go and deal with the assassins.”

With that, Luo Xiuran picked up his sword and prepared to rush out.

However, Qian Qing grabbed his arm. She shook her head and said softly, “Let’s go together. I’m not a defenseless young miss.”

Luo Xiuran frowned. After pondering for a moment, he nodded.

When the duo got out of the carriage, they saw that the carriage had already been surrounded by dozens of men in black.

The men’s gazes were murderous, and they were clearly hostile.

“Are you afraid?” Luo Xiuran asked worriedly.

The corners of Qian Qing’s lips curled up as she said, “This kind of scene is really nothing in my eyes.”

Back then, when Qian Qing accompanied Yu Yunxi to the battlefield, not only was the number of enemies higher but they were also fiercer.

“Don’t get distracted!”

Qian Qing suddenly pulled Luo Xiuran behind her.

When Luo Xiuran was distracted, one of the assassins made a move.

“You’re seeking death,” Qian Qing said icily as she raised her leg and kicked the assassin’s chest.

Subsequently, Qian Qing drew her dagger and began to fight with the assassins. Her movement was clean and efficient. She was very agile, and her movement seemed gentle. However, each move was lethal.

On the contrary, although Luo Xiuran’s martial arts were good, he was still a little lacking in close combat. Hence, Qian Qing had to come to his rescue several times. Initially, he felt embarrassed, but as time passed, he felt at ease. He stood silently behind Qian Qing like a damsel in distress and watched her valiantly deal with the assassins. The corners of his lips could not help but curl up as he looked at her.

‘This is the woman I love. She’s really impressive.’

In less than the time it took to burn half an incense stick, Qian Qing had dealt with more than half of the assassins. The remaining fled in panic.

Just as she was about to chase after them, Luo Xiuran grabbed her wrist.

“Don’t chase after desperate enemies. Moreover, we don’t know who sent them. However, it’s likely those few people in the palace,” Luo Xiuran said coldly.

At this moment, Jiang Chuan rushed over with a group of men. He scratched his head and said sheepishly, “Ah, Qian Qing, you’ve dealt with the assassins.”

Luo Xiuran glared at Jiang Chuan and said through gritted teeth, “That’s right.

If it weren’t for Qian Qing, you could only collect my corpse now.”

Jiang Chuan continued to say sheepishly, “Qian Qing’s martial arts are excellent. She’ll definitely be able to protect you.”

“Oh, then why did you come?” Luo Xiuran asked meaningfully.

Luo Xiuran was not a fool. He naturally knew that Feng Yili had planned this so he could further his relationship with Qian Qing. Now that the assassins had been dealt with, it was a good time for him to deepen his relationship with her. So why did Feng Yili send Jiang Chuan here now?

Although Jiang Chuan was also in the singles club, he understood immediately.

He quickly said, “Since Young Marquis Luo is fine, I’ll return to report to the

Prince Regent. I’ll take my leave first.”

Then, Jiang Chuan said to Qian Qing, “By the way, Qian Qing, Young Marquis Luo must have been frightened by the assassins. Since you know medicine, you should have a look at him before you return. I’ll inform the Eldest Princess about this so don’t worry. She definitely won’t have any objections.”

With that, Jiang Chuan fled with his men. freewebn(o)vel

When only Luo Xiuran and Qian Qing were left, a gust of cold wind blew over, bringing with it the smell of blood.

Luo Xiuran frowned.

Qian Qing looked at Luo Xiuran and said helplessly, “Why are you still standing here? Get in the carriage. Don’t tell me you want to spend the night with these corpses?”

“Okay, okay, I’ll get in the carriage immediately!”

Luo Xiuran nodded frantically. However, when he saw Qian Qing was about to get on the horse’s back to drive the carriage, he said, “No need. This is Yili’s mount. It’s very smart, and it knows the way back.”

Qian Qing looked at the horse and saw that the horse was preparing to move.

At this moment, Luo Xiuran suddenly hugged Qian Qing. He buried his face in her neck and said pitifully, “Qian Qing, just admit it. You were worried about me earlier. You still have me in your heart.”

Qian Qing frowned and said seriously, “Luo Xiuran, don’t be like this. Even if it were someone else, I’d still save him or her earlier.”

Luo Xiuran refused to give up. He tightened his hold around her and said in a low voice, “I don’t care. You saved me earlier; you’re my savior. I want to cling to you and devote myself to you.”

Qian Qing: .

She massaged her temples and asked helplessly, “When did you suddenly become so childish?”

She remembered that he did not act so shamelessly in the past.

Luo Xiuran pouted before he said confidently, “Hmph, as long as I can win back my wife’s heart, it doesn’t matter what I become! So what if I’m childish?”

Qian Qing’s expression turned embarrassed as she protested, “Who’s your wife?”

“You!”

Luo Xiuran was extremely shameless. He nuzzled Qian Qing’s next and said solemnly, “You’re my wife. I’m determined to be with you.”

Qian Qing’s expression was complicated as she said in a low voice, “Luo Xiuran.

With my status, I’m not worthy of marrying into your Marquis Luo’s

Residence.”

Their statuses were too different. She still remembered how Luo Xiuran’s mother had warned her not to have any thoughts about marrying into the Luo family.

Upon hearing Qian Qing’s words, Luo Xiuran’s heart ached..

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