Chapter 2

Nan Yan's heart was about to jump out, and she looked at the tall figure in horror.

The fire outside the hall was still blazing. Against the light, she could not see the man's appearance. She could only see the heroic armor, with a murderous air. The long knife in his hand radiated under the reflection of the fire. There was a breathtaking cold light.

There was even blood on the blade. The man walked in, and the blood dripped all the way!

When he strode to the bed and saw Nan Yan on the bed, he immediately frowned and let out a "huh".

This voice also contained surprises and doubts. It seemed that he didn't expect to see this scene here. Nan Yan raised her head, and only then could see the man in front of her clearly through the firelight outside.

He is probably in his early twenties and has a handsome appearance, but unlike ordinary handsome men, his features are profound, and his handsomeness is sharp, like an unsheathed knife, giving people an invincible sharpness.

Even at this time, Nan Yan was stunned when she saw that face.

And the man squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes slid down from her face, Nan Yan looked down, only to find that the quilt that was originally on her chest had slipped down at some point, and the spring light on her chest was all present on that person. The flames in front of her, especially outside the door, were getting more and more shining, and the snow-white skin was shining even more.

On one side, there is a sharp blade; on the other side, there is an ice skin that exudes a sweet fragrance...

This feeling is strangely cruel, but it also makes people feel a little unbelievable temptation.

The man's originally indifferent eyes flashed slightly .

At this moment, the fire outside was brighter, and the fire had burned along the beams of the bedroom to this palace, and flames emerged from the roof. After a while, it swallowed several layers of curtains at the door, and watched a group of curtains burned. Flew up, and followed the wind blowing in from outside and rushed straight towards the man's back. Nan Yan yelled, "Be careful!"

The man frowned, without moving his head, swiped the long sword backhand, and the flame was immediately caught by him with the sword, and then slammed it to the corner of the wall with a loud boom.

Sparks were flying everywhere, and the man did not blink his eyes from start to finish.

What a terrible person!

Although the fire demons were raging at this time, what made Nan Yan more fearful was the man's sharpness and coldness.

When he finished all this, he turned his head and looked around again, his sharp eyes traversing the entire palace, as if looking for something, Nan Yan faintly understood when he saw his sharp eyes like a falcon.

emperor!

He came here, of course, to find the emperor!

This person, he was holding a sword, wearing armor, and dripping blood on his body, obviously he had entered the palace.

Who is he?

Just as Nan Yan was thinking like this in her heart, the man had already looked at the entire bedroom and made sure that there was no third person here, so he turned around and left without looking back.

Nan Yan suddenly became anxious.

A big fire has ignited in the bedroom, as soon as he leaves, is she really going to die in the flames?

Seeing that the man had reached the door, Nan Yan felt anxious, and squeezed a thin, trembling voice from the somewhat stubborn throat——

"His Royal Highness, please save me!"

Nan Yan's body was in cold sweat when she said these words.

    As soon as the man heard her words, he stopped walking out of the bedroom. He slowly turned his head and looked at Nan Yan.

    "Do you know who I am?"

    Nan Yan said with some difficulty: "King Yan, Your Highness."

    A strange light flashed in the man's eyes.

    Nan Yan was almost certain that she had not called wrong, let alone guessed wrong. The man in front of her is not someone else but his Royal Highness Yan Wang.

    The fourth son of Emperor Gaozu, is today's uncle.

    King Yan-Zhu Feng!

    This powerful and prominent His Royal Highness Yan Wang held heavy forces and garrisoned at the border, and resisted the invasion of the northern kingdom several times. He was once praised as "the weapon of the country" by Gaozu. However, no one would have thought that this sharp weapon would rise up in rebellion only three years later in Gaozu Bintian, and even attacked the imperial city today!

    At this time, a lot of people ran outside, all of them seemed to be his subordinates. When they saw the fire in the bedroom and King Yan was still inside, they shouted in panic.

    "Your Majesty, there is a fire here, your Highness come out soon."

    King Yan ignored them , only looking at her coldly: "What's your name?"

    Nan Yan whispered, "this servant name is Sinan Yan"

    Zhu Feng's eyebrows frowned: "Your surname Si?"

    The people outside didn't know what was going on inside. Seeing that some beams were about to be burned, they were all panicked. Someone was ready to rush in to rescue King Yan.

    But at this moment, King Yan raised his right hand suddenly, and the long knife with a cold light lay across the door.

    Suddenly, everyone stopped and dared not take one step further.

    Blood was still dripping on the tip of the long sword.

    Nan Yan's heartbeat was getting more and more fierce. Her life was in the hands of this man. When she met the cold gaze, she had no fear, and her stubborn desire to survive in her eyes also burned a flame of the bedroom.

    Finally, King Yan stepped forward.

    Taking another step, slowly, he walked back to the bed, slammed his long sword, and a few drops of blood spilled on Nan Yan's face.

    But at the same time, the wrist was loose.

    The ribbon tied on the wrist was cut off!

    The light of the sword flashed, and the long sword had been retracted into the scabbard. Nan Yan was surprised in her heart and hurriedly sat up, but when she moved, she forgot the thin quilt on her body and was falling down. She exclaimed in shock and hurriedly Grab the quilt and put it on her chest.

    Saving her panicked, King Yan's eyes were still cold, but after a moment of silence, he stretched out his hand to untie the cloak tied to his body, and with a big wave of his hand, the large cloak suddenly unfolded like a cloud of mist covering the top of her head, then slowly dropped and covered Nan Yan's body.

    Nan Yan raised her head in surprise, but King Yan turned around and walked out without looking back.

    At this moment, Nan Yan couldn't even believe it. Looking down at the cloak that was still stained with blood, she gritted her teeth, wrapped her cloak around her body in a hurry, and got out of bed.

    At this time, there was chaos outside. With bare feet, she stepped on the floor that was already hot, and walked out behind King Yan in three steps away.