Chapter 150 The Prince Is Very Sick 78

With a knife in her backhand, she slammed one of the Janissaries on the neck.

Probably, no one would have thought that Su Yan would resist at such a time.

The leading janitor's face was serious, and his tone was much harder now.

"Grab it!"

Then, just watching, dozens of guards fought with Su Yan.

Chunhua looked anxious.

Struggling to break free from the restraint, he ran to the imperial study with his skirt in hand.

Xiaohua looked at her host's force value in shock.

It originally thought that the host was already very powerful.

But now... I saw these janitors fall to the ground in a blink of an eye like green onions.

Xiaohua was once again fascinated by her host.

Its host is really powerful.

Su Yan glanced over and looked at Ouyang Ling who was being protected by the Janissaries behind him.

She licked the corner of her lips, her hand getting harder.

Ouyang Ling was also dissatisfied with Su Yan.

That day, Su Yan killed her white tiger.

Today, she must be repaid with blood.

Ouyang Ling pulled out the dagger and stabbed it straight at Su Yan.

Flanking around, Ouyang Ling stabbed with a dagger.

Su Yan mobilized most of her physical strength, and her body became sluggish. She raised her hand and caught the dagger head-on.

Then, he lifted his foot and kicked Ouyang Ling's knee, forcing her to kneel down.

In the next second, he saw Su Yan's hand pressing an acupoint on Ouyang Ling's neck.

Ouyang Ling's body was uncontrollable, and he collapsed to the ground.

Su Yan turned a blind eye to the surrounding guards.

All attention was on this Ouyang Ling.

Pulling out the knife in her hand, she stabbed her shoulder blade with a backhand.

Su Yan held the dagger, blood spattered somewhere on her cheek.

Xiaohua was so frightened that she didn't dare to come out.

Ouyang Ling cried out, his face was pale and he was dying.

"Stop it all!"

Lin Liqiang's majestic voice sounded.

The next second was already at the center of the battle.

His expression froze.

Look at the dying princess.

He thought that he was trying to persuade those who were determined to use force, but as soon as he finished speaking, Su Yan had already stood up.

She drew the dagger and took a few steps back.

The light blue shirt was full of blood.

On the cheeks, everywhere.

So much so that it covered up her pale look caused by her lack of physical strength.

Su Yan lowered her head and took a few steps back.

Prime Minister Zhao's voice sounded from her ear

"Miss Su Yan, are you alright?"

Originally, he and Lin Liqiang came to look for His Highness.

Unexpectedly, I encountered such a thing in the middle of the way, not to mention that it was Su Yan who was fighting.

Su Yan glanced at Zhao Ziyan, she opened her mouth

I wanted to say something, but in the end I didn't say anything.

Her eyes were full of water, and there was no murderous aura from beginning to end.

Shaking, staggering.

Zhao Ziyan stretched out his hand, seeing that she was about to fall, and hurriedly helped her.

Then, as soon as Xuanyuan Yonghao came, he saw the ambiguous scene where Su Yan was very close to Zhao Ziyan with his eyes down.

Followed, looking at the guards surrounded by circles, knelt on the ground

"Your Highness!"

Su Yan looked up and saw Ouyang Ling's maid, kneeling on the ground sobbing

"His Royal Highness! I beg you to be the master! I beg you to be the master! The princess is about to be tortured to death by this bold maid!!"

Xuanyuan Yonghao's face was gloomy, his dark eyes looked at Su Yan, the maid who was kneeling on the ground sobbing and complaining, and the dying palace maid, he seemed to see it, but he didn't seem to notice.

All his attention was on Su Yan.