中文国产日韩欧美二视频

Chapter 1213 - 1213: Do You Really Think 1 1 m Stupid?

It would also let the old Emperor know that she was not a weakling who could be easily captured and used to threaten others.

An Jiuyue threw her saber to the ground after the entire group of men in black had become corpses. She looked even more disdainful.

“So much blood. So dirty.”

“You did this yourself. And now you find it dirty?” Wei Na could not help but mutter.

An Jiuyue pursed her lips and remained silent.

So what if she did this? If that knife was not stained with the blood of these men in black, it would be stained with her own. She could not let that happen, right?

Hence, she decided to let these people suffer and make the best use of them by

putting ner skill to the test.

“I’ve settled everything. It’s time to go back.”

She clapped her hands and looked at the big tree beside her. The coachman was still hiding there. He stuck his head out, as if he were extremely afraid.

Everyone in the Prince Zhan Yun Residence knew the Princess Consort and how much Prince Zhan Yun adored her, but no one knew how skilled she was.

There were so many assassins, but she dealt with them all herself. Moreover, she was not injured… No, she did not even get any blood on herself.

How did she do it? She was amazing!

An Jiuyue noticed that he was still hiding, too afraid to move. She waved to him and said, “Why are you still standing there? Hurry back to the carriage so we can move along.”

“Ah, I’m… I’m coming,” the coachman replied, his voice trembling as he jogged over. He was so afraid that he nearly sprained his ankle.

Though it was only a short distance, it took him quite a while to walk over. When he finally returned to the carriage, he smiled at An Jiuyue, embarrassed and apprehensive.

“Princess Consort, please… get into the carriage.”

“Mhm.” An Jiuyue nodded and walked towards the carriage.

However, just as she was about to board the carriage, a dagger thrust horizontally towards her, nearly piercing her waist.

“Be careful, Master!”

In the space, Wei Na exclaimed, almost breaking out in a cold sweat.

An Jiuyue didn’t evade; instead, she reached out and intercepted the dagger, grabbing the wrist of the hand that held it.

“You—” The coachman looked up at An Jiuyue in shock.

“Do you really think I’m stupid?” An Jiuyue looked at him, sneered, and snatched his dagger forcefully.

She then raised her leg and kicked him away.

“Damn it! He’s actually from the old Emperor?” Wei Na cursed angrily.

He had never sensed any murderous intent from this coachman earlier. He was too good at concealing it!

“Master, how did you know he wanted to hurt you? I didn’t even sense it,” he asked.

“I didn’t know at first.”

An Jiuyue’s expression was indifferent as she stared at the coachman, who was moaning on the ground and clutching his stomach. The dagger in her hand swayed before her eyes.

“If he hadn’t reined in the horse so quickly, I would’ve thought he was just an ordinary coachman in the Prince Zhan Yun Residence.”

When the group of men in black stopped her, she realized that there had to be more to this coachman.. The men in black had not yet come to a halt, but the coachman had already stopped the carriage!