Chapter 18: .018

Yan Kewan'er: "I have run out of ink in my room. I want to get some ink in my husband's study. The update is the fastest."
The Dark Guard did not retreat because of this. The Prince had instructed that no one could enter his study. In the meantime, anyone should also include the Prince.
An Wei: "If the princess's ink runs out, the princess will be in the room for a while, and the clerk will immediately send it to the princess."
Seeing that it didn't work, Yan Ke nodded and turned to leave.
There was a kick on the intentional foot, the left foot was wrapped around the right foot, and he was about to fall.
The dark guard didn't have time to think too much. The perennial training allowed his body to do the protector's actions faster than his brain. He walked forward in three or two steps to help Yan Ke stabilize.
Before it was time to let go, the dagger hidden under Yan Ke's shirt was inserted straight into his throat and killed in one hit.
He didn't even have time to react just now that the princess had to move just to get him near him, so that he could kill him easily.
Did not have time to make some noises to tell his companions about this change.
When Yan Ke pulled out the dagger, the blood from the throat of the dark guard sprayed out, spraying him everywhere.
Yan Ke indifferently placed the dagger on the clothing of An Wei and wiped it clean.
After rolling his tongue slightly and blowing a whistle, he gently pushed the door into the study.
He doesn't have to worry about outside, because someone will deal with it.
Yan Ke didn't want to regenerate the branch, so he didn't turn on the lights. Growing in the room by the faint moonlight outside the window.
From the desk to the bookcase, each book will be flipped twice to see if anything is caught in it.
Every corner has not been overlooked, and all places where dark grids may appear, Yan Ke all banged and touched.
The temperature difference between the two countries is large, especially near the early autumn, and the night is even more cold. Yan Ke took a nap, put cold hands on his mouth and sighed, rubbing.
After looking for a long time, the horizon gradually turned white, Yan Ke had no blood on his face, biting his lower lip and insisting.
Finally, he felt relieved when he felt the obviously modified dark grid on the desk feet.
Open the dark grid, take out the contents inside, and tuck into your arms.
Then, when the genius was just bright and the people of Prince Edward were not up yet, they went to the room next to Meng You to find a piece of clothes to change their blood coat, and then returned s room.
Looking at Tang Qi who was lying on the bed and hadn't woke up from his coma, Yan Ke was going to throw it out.
However, with more than enough heart and power, when he closed the door, he slid against the door, and the whole person was hot.
Consciousness gradually fell into chaos, without sleep all night and now with high fever, Yan Ke had a face, his face was extremely bad.
Before passing out, all he could do was pray.
May the next time I wake up is myself.
Seeing Yan Ke's behavior yesterday was a bit strange, and now that it was almost noon, he went to knock on the door.
Supervisor: "Prince, the old lady asked the dining room to prepare something, will the princess come out to eat?"
The knock of the manager did not wake up Yan Ke who was sleeping by the door, but woke up Tang Qi who was sleeping in bed.
Tang Qi frowned slightly, could not tell
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