At this moment, facing An Xuetang's gaze, he could only lower his head and dare not look directly into An Xuetang's eyes.

After An Xuetang found out that there was no new injuries on him, she spoke out, "Can you still leave? Or should I support you?"

"No, no..." Eleven's expression was a little surprised. Perhaps he didn't expect that the first sentence An Xuetang said was not to blame him, but to care whether he could still leave.

He nodded quickly, "Princess, my subordinates... I can still leave."

An Xuetang nodded slightly, "It's enough to leave. Go in first, tell the prince, and I'll go back quickly."

Eleven hesitated for a moment. After all, there were other people in the yard, and they were all eyeing him and their princess. If he went in alone at this time, what would these people do if they attacked their princess?

Eleven did not move, An Xuetang knew what he was thinking now, so he chuckled, "Don't worry, this concubine has a great effect on them. Even if they want to kill this concubine, they will not be able to take action now."

After saying that, she reached out and patted Eleven on the shoulder, "Okay, go in quickly, I'll find some medicinal herbs. The trauma medicine on my body is gone, and it's not enough for you to not deal with your injuries."

Eleven pursed their lips and when he wanted to say something, Mo Yunjing in the room spoke, "Eleven, listen to your princess."

Hearing Mo Yunjing's voice, An Xuetang curled her lips and smiled. She raised her voice and said to the room, "Ajing, you and Eleven are waiting for me in the room for a while, and I'll be back soon."

"good."

His prince and princess said this, and Eleven did not feel pretentious anymore. He looked at the people behind An Xuetang thoughtfully, then looked at An Xuetang, lowered his voice, "Princess, be careful of them."

An Xuetang nodded slightly with her lips and watched Eleven enter the house and close the door. Her expression suddenly darkened. Her cold eyes swept the corpse on the ground and the people next to the corpse, and said coldly, "I don't like to see these dirty things appear in this yard and drag them away for me."

"!"

The conscious man clenched his fists with both hands, and he looked at An Xuetang with scarlet eyes, gritting his teeth and said, "Don't go too far!"

An Xuetang sneered, "What, even if I am too much?"

"you!"

The man was completely angered by An Xuetang. He moved his fingers and his fists gradually clenched. He wanted to attack An Xuetang.

But just as he was lucky and before he could take action, a faint voice behind him rang out, "Get back."

It was their master who came.

When the man heard the sound, he forced himself to hold back his anger. He suddenly turned around, arched his hand at the masked man, and said coldly, "Master, it's her, she killed Wu Qian!"

The masked man glanced at the corpse on the ground with indifferent eyes. He glanced at the man again and said coldly, "Wuwu, I will deal with this matter. I will bury Wu Qian forever. Leave the next thing to me."

"But…"

The masked man's face suddenly darkened, "Nothing good, but I will be buried in Wu Qian. I will naturally give you a satisfactory result in this."

Wugu clenched his fists with his hands. Wuqian was his brother. In addition to him, his master also knew about this. Now that the damn Princess of Northern Xinjiang killed his brother, he could not take revenge!

He could not swallow this tone no matter what, but now that the master does not let him take action, he cannot disobey his master's orders.

You can only endure revenge!

Wugu turned his head, he looked at An Xuetang deeply, then hugged Wu Qian on the ground, and walked away from the yard step by step with heavy steps.

No matter what the masked man said to this man named Wukang, An Xuetang had no expression throughout the whole process, and looked like he was not concerned about his own affairs.
Chapter completed!