Chapter 3: The deadly weapon

Hearing the woman's cold voice, which had lost its warmth, Han Yujin's heart sank and her sense of foreboding deepened.

The maids came forward, respectfully serving Her Highness to wash, change clothes, comb makeup and eyebrows.

The new red silk dress and silk belt perfectly accentuate the tall and slender figure.

A little bit of bright red flower inlay between the eyebrows, against the mirror of that cold and absolutely vulgar jade face, inexplicably a few more cold and noble, enchanting and merciless.

"Yu Jin." The night red indifferent open, voice clear as the waxing moon ice and snow, can not hear a trace of emotion, "the Palace has a gift to give you."

A gift?

Han Yujin was stunned, dumbfounded, looking at the woman's cold but not any temperature side face.

Night red aya's eyes are beautiful, dark and transparent, turned his head to look at cold Yujin, the bottom of his eyes flooded with a cold and unfathomable luster.

This moment, Han Yujin only feel that the whole body blood to freeze general.

The princess has always been cold and indifferent in front of outsiders, but she has never looked at him with such eyes.

She has never been warm and soft in front of Han Yujin, although not like ordinary women will be pampered, but the only bit of tenderness she has given to Han Yujin.

Why today ...

After dressing properly, night red aya stood up, looking carefully at the mirror cold and beautiful woman, a bright red flower inlay brow dripping out of her craggy, cold, beautiful.

Like the flower of the high mountain, noble and unattainable.

"All of you go out."

The maids curtsied and excused themselves, and went out like trained fish, without making a single sound under their feet.

The spring sun is bright, golden light shining through the window, hitting the woman's delicate and noble makeup, more and more appearing as noble as jade, unreachable.

Han Yujin look at the heart of a flutter, but the pressure is like a mountain overturning the sea towards him.

"Your Highness?" Han Yujin suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, "Your Highness how-"

"Come in." Night red aya stood in front of the dressing table, lightly spoke, voice always half emotions, "close the door."

Han Yujin's heart became more and more suspicious, but still did as she said, turned around and closed the door.

Night Red Aya stood in front of the dressing table and took out a small and delicate dagger from a box on the dressing table, "Yu Jin, this dagger used to be my defense."

Han Yujin followed her gaze and walked behind her, encircling the woman's slender waist from behind, with a gentle smile appearing on his eyebrows: "Your Highness kills enemies in battle, danger is everywhere, it is necessary to have a sharp weapon to defend oneself."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on the dagger in her hand.

The ancient and simple bronze dagger sheath was engraved with intricate and detailed patterns.

A flying fire phoenix climbed on it, which for no reason made this originally not very outstanding dagger a bit more touchable noble and solemn.

The dagger is an imperial treasure, Princess Zi Ling once wanted, but the emperor finally gave it to the red damsel who can lead soldiers into battle.

"Your Highness just said you want to give me a gift?" Han Yujin's eyebrows moved slightly, and a guess surfaced in his mind, "Could it be this dagger?"

Night red aya inclined head to look at him: "You want?"

Han Yujin smiled: "If it was an ordinary time, I would be happy with whatever you send. But right now you are about to go on an expedition, you need to have a defensive weapon on you."

The body protection weapon?

Night red aya sneer hooked lips.

Body armor ...

It should be a life-threatening weapon.

"Yu Jin, if this dagger is inserted into the heart of this palace ..." night red aya turned around, indifferent and calm gaze at him, as if telling a commonplace thing, "Guess, what will be the result? "