Rong Changan stopped at the lotus pace for a while, and smiled sweetly, two small dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his bright white teeth were faintly visible between his red lips.
"I didn't expect the majestic Yu Shi to believe in this kind of superstition? Build a rain prayer altar to pray for rain, and it will rain?"
Yan Li took two steps and stood beside Rong Changan.
"As long as there is a chance, we have to give it a try. After all, it is related to the lives of millions of people. Even if others say that I am pretending to be a ghost, I will not hesitate."
Both Rong Chang'an's eyes and Yan Li's had a hint of tenderness, but Rong Chang'an's tenderness was fleeting and replaced by that kind of cold gaze. She pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled.
"The censor believes it, but I don't believe it. What does the life and death of the people have to do with me! Now I only care about my status in the palace, who is threatening my interests, other than that, I don't care at all. You have also seen my behavior since I came to the disaster area. It can be said that I am a vicious woman. You also said that I am a woman whose conscience was eaten by dogs. Therefore, you should do it yourself Let's go! I'm tired too, and I want to go back to the post house to rest. Yan Yushi, take your time to understand the people's sentiments!"
She is not the kind of woman she says, but why does she pretend to be so vicious? Even if everyone criticizes her, she doesn't care
In fact, it's not that Rong Changan doesn't care, it's because she has more important things to do. She wants to seek justice for her past life and the three thousand soldiers who died. She often couldn't sleep at night, dreaming that the three thousand souls were all headless, and their robes were stained with blood, crying out for Chang'an to wash away their grievances and avenge them. This revenge complex, like a seed, has taken root in her heart.
Therefore, Rong Changan had no choice but to sneer at Yan Li's suggestion.
have to! have to! have to! have to!
"drive!"
A fast horse came galloping from the top of the city, rattled, raised a cloud of smoke, and frightened the streets. The man on the horse was covered with a mask, only revealing a pair of deep, fierce eyes, which burst out with murderous intent. Within a breath, the horse had already come to Rong Changan's side. The man on the horse suddenly raised his left hand, and at some point there was a shining big knife in his hand, and the knife struck Rong Changan's neck and chopped it down.
"Be careful!"
Yan Li stretched out his ape arms, passed his hands under Rong Chang'an's flanks, pulled Rong Chang'an back hard, and his body blocked Rong Chang'an's front. The white blade slashed across Yan Li's back, and his white Confucian robe was cut with a huge cut.
"Yan Yushi!" Song Qiang yelled loudly, catching up with a stride, reaching out to grab the horse's tail, but the horse was running too fast, and there was no time to catch it.
"asshole!"
"Yushi, are you alright?" Chuntao turned pale with fright, and she didn't realize until the assassin walked away, "Empress, are you alright?"
"I'm fine," Rong Changan glanced at the assassin who was gone, and countless people flashed in his mind, who is trying to kill her on the thoroughfare? Suddenly, remembering that Yan Li was stabbed in the back, he asked anxiously, "Are... are you okay? Are you injured? Did the knife cut you?"
Rong Changan turned to look behind Yan Li, and saw that a piece of clothing was unwearable, and there were bloodstains inside.
Rong Changan felt dizzy for a while. She has seen so many scenes, throwing her head and blood, she is used to it, but when she sees Yan Li injured, she will be dizzy, it is really ironic!
"I'm fine, it's just a skin trauma, it's not worth making a fuss about." Yan Li's mouth curled up, showing a comforting smile.
Rong Changan was very anxious: "You were injured because of me, how could I not make a fuss! Come on, let's go back to the post house and ask the doctor to treat Yan Yushi's wound!"
Rong Changan wanted to reach out his hand to touch Yan Li's wound, but because of the intimacy between the man and the woman, he just went back and let the doctor handle it.
In fact, it's not a serious problem, just like being scratched by a fingernail, there is only a bright red mark. The doctor applied some herbs to Yan Li and left.
Yan Li had already taken off his white robe and changed into another one. Rong Changan picked up the dress, stroked it, and felt that the material was not very good, but it looked very good-looking when worn on Yan Li's body, as if it was made of the best material. I don't know whether the clothes set off Yan Li, or Yan Li's handsome appearance set off the clothes.
"Chuntao, take your clothes to wash, remember to bring them back to the capital, and ask Yan Yushi to sew the stitches after you finish the needlework in the palace."
As a censor, don't you even have the money to make a new dress? Chuntao was a little puzzled, and there was a tangled expression on her face.
"Queen, this... This is so tattered, why do you need it? And it's stained with blood, so it's unlucky to wear it again."
Rong Changan said: "Don't you know that Yan Yushi is a person who treasures his own broom? New clothes are not as comfortable as old clothes." He turned to Yan Li and said, "Master Yushi, am I right?"
Yan Li really didn't want to throw away the clothes, but it was really embarrassing for the majestic queen to take them back to the palace and mend them.
"I don't need to bother the queen about this matter. I have hands and feet, and I can do needlework myself. It's not a problem to sew clothes."
But Rong Changan said in a non-negotiable tone: "How can I do that! You were injured because of me, and I helped you mend the clothes. It was to thank you for saving your life. Chuntao, take it back and wash it, and keep it well."
Now that the queen said so, Chuntao stopped talking and said: "Okay." She rolled up Yan Li's clothes, took them back, and put them in a willow box.
Yan Li stared at Rong Changan, Rong Changan felt a little embarrassed, and covered his face with his hands.
"Yan Yushi, what are you doing? Isn't it just to help you mend a piece of clothing, why look at me like this! It makes me feel a little uncomfortable."
Yan Li also felt that he had lost his composure, so he quickly looked away and coughed twice.
"Queen, do you know the identity of the person who wants to assassinate you today? From the way he raises and lowers the sword, he is very skilled. One can imagine the strength of his martial arts."
Rong Changan was also thinking, he came to the Northwest for disaster relief, and within a few days after arriving, he didn't offend anyone, and today they all changed their clothes before going out, ordinary people would not be able to recognize her as the current Empress, How could anyone want to assassinate her? Maybe there is only one explanation, the killer has been with her for a long time, the person behind the killer must not be in this place, but in the palace of the capital.
If it is in the palace, there are only a few people. Zi Yan, Queen Mother, apart from the two of them, who else would do such a murderous thing
Rong Changan narrowed his eyes and pondered for a while, then pretended to be relaxed and said to Yan Li: "I don't know who it is, can Yan Yushi tell me who it is?"