They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

Chapter 286 Prejudgment

"Your Highness, go to sleep. I will protect you."

"I already told you not to call me Your Highness when we're outside. If you don't want to add 'Miss,' you can call me Ziyan."

Chu Qiu remained unmoved, listening intently to the sounds around him.

But Wu Ziyan stood up, walked up to him, looked down at him, and was arrogant.

She pointed to her neck, indicating that she wanted him to help her wrap it up again.

She even took off half of her clothes, revealing her bare, white arms.

Chu Qiu had a sudden wicked thought and lightly touched Wu Ziyan's collarbone before immediately withdrawing his hand.

What is he doing? He was acting all coy outside, but he couldn't control himself once he came in.

"Hurry up and change my medicine, then get some rest. I bet I'll have to get up early again tomorrow morning."

"And that assassin will definitely be back tonight, probably using some kind of sleeping gas or something."

"Ziyan, you seem quite familiar with the process."

When I applied the scar removal cream to her, I felt that using the bamboo stick wasn't quite right, so I ended up applying it with my fingers.

His fingers were calloused from practicing martial arts, and Wu Ziyan frowned as he carefully felt his hands.

Chu Qiu then realized that it must be because his hands were too hard.

Touching her wound hurt her, but she just kept enduring it.

"Did my hand hurt you? I've had too many calluses on my hands from practicing martial arts since I was a child."

"It's nothing, I'm just remembering the feel of it. It is indeed different from their hands, but I like it."

He blushed again as soon as he uttered the word "like," especially since Wu Ziyan was currently half-undressed.

When he looked up, his eyes involuntarily fell on the area where there was no clothing to cover him.

"Ziyan, you'd better get dressed quickly."

"Help me, I can't quite reach that sleeve."

There was clearly no intention to provoke anyone.

But when Chu Qiu stood up to help her pull up her sleeves, his hand went around her shoulder and pulled them from behind.

It looked as if he had hugged her, and the two were quite close together.

Chu Qiu could feel Wu Ziyan's breath on his neck.

They tried to pull that sleeve for quite a while, but couldn't get it to come back.

Wu Ziyan casually put one arm around his waist, seemingly as a joke, and moved even closer to him.

"What's wrong, my personal bodyguard? Don't you want to dress me?"

Her fingers circled around his chest and tapped his heart, then she looked up with a playful look in her eyes.

"Ziyan, you're too close, it's hard for me to move."

What a misunderstanding that would be if someone outside the door heard that!

Yue'er also made a face covering his mouth with both hands, as if he had just heard something!

At this moment, Fang Yuerong and the other person's expressions also changed slightly.

That can't be right. We know this room isn't soundproof. It shouldn't be like that!

The two looked at each other, exchanged a silent glance, and then simultaneously sat up in bed. No! At least not when they're together!

"Not moving? You could easily pull me over with your hand. Would it be easier for you to move if I turn my back to you?"

No, they couldn't take it anymore. The two people in the room went out at the same time and walked to the door next door.

They looked at each other, then simultaneously knocked on the door with both hands; they were surprisingly in sync.

Hearing the knocking on the door, Chu Qiu lowered his sleeve and picked up the sword from the table.

Her face was still flushed when she asked, "Who!"

"Yuerong and I think it's too hard for you, Brother Chuqiu, to keep watch all night by yourself."

"Yuerong and I just discussed it, how about the three of us take turns keeping watch tonight?"

Before realizing that the two had misunderstood each other, they opened the door.

Seeing that his clothes were intact, even the buttons were fastened tightly.

Wu Ziyan was also wearing a cloak and her hair was perfectly neat, so what were they talking about just now?

"What brings you two here? Get some rest, no, come in. Don't leave the door open, it's getting cold!"

Yue'er peeked through the crack in the door, thinking to herself, "Wu Ziyan is really playing some tricks!"

After the door closed, Wu Ziyan took off his cloak.

He even revealed half of his arm that wasn't covered by clothes. It turned out he was just changing his dressing. It was a misunderstanding.

"Since the three of you have been so generous, let's decide who goes to sleep first. There's an empty bed over there, I'll go first."

"There's an 80% chance that the assassin will come. Each of you should put one antidote under your tongue."

"That's an antidote for being sedated that Han Yuxiu made."

After she finished speaking, she completely ignored the awkward situation of the three people.

He pulled the blanket over himself, rolled over, curled up into a ball, and fell asleep in no time, not even bothered by the bed.

The three men were left staring at each other. Fang Yuerong said, "I'm going to sleep now. Wake me up when it's time."

When he was traveling as a merchant, he had been to all sorts of places, and he even slept fully clothed, pretending to be asleep.

Changsun Boyu looked around, and even asked Fang Yuerong to move over so he could also lie down.

Chu Qiu sat holding his sword, and sure enough, late at night, he heard rustling sounds outside the window.

Then a bamboo tube was used to break the window, releasing sleeping gas.

All of this was within Wu Ziyan's expectations; she really was an expert in the art of assassination!

He had no choice but to pretend to faint and slump over the table.

Seeing that the drug was working, Yan quietly opened the door and slipped inside.

An assassin's job is to eliminate their target with minimal cost.

But as soon as he went in, the two men on the bed got up.

Chu Qiu also drew her sword, its cold light reflecting in her eyes.

His sleeping pills are so potent, they could probably knock out at least ten people, but how come they're all perfectly fine!

"Who are you? Who sent you?"

"The ones who will take your lives!" he said fiercely.

But instead, she pulled two smoke grenades from her waist, threw them on the ground, climbed out of the window, and ran away in a flash!

She has to control costs; if they start fighting, it will be very loud and wake up the people around them.

She could easily take on two, three, or five opponents, but not two, three, or five. She's a human being, not a god!

Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, running away is the best!

The three of them were blinded by a cloud of smoke, and when the smoke cleared, Wu Ziyan was awake.

He calmly asked, "You've arrived?"

"Left again."

"Oh, then let's rest. She probably won't come. She's probably planning to trip us up on the way ahead."

So she remained so calm after being assassinated?

They even predicted that they would trip her up on the way. Did she already know who sent the assassin?

"How does the boss know their psychology so well?"

"You still don't know what Xiaoyun'er does? I do know a thing or two about the rules of assassins."

To be honest, they really didn't know what Xiaoyun'er's true identity was.

But after hearing what Wu Ziyan said, they each had their own guesses.