That person is very likely to do something in the imperial tomb.
The front team has stopped.
The entrance of the imperial mausoleum is here, and hundreds of civil and military officials need to get off the carriage and walk into the cemetery with the emperor.
Duan Ting opened the curtain and looked in the direction of the imperial tomb.
Because it is a cemetery, there is naturally a solemn and gloomy atmosphere.
And in the corners around the imperial tomb, invisible to outsiders, there are hidden royal defenses.
He was puzzled, what exactly would those people want to sneak into the imperial tomb without knowing it, and set up an ambush inside
"Inner ghost." In the ear, the words light and breeze sounded.
Duan Ting's face changed, and his eyes became steep and cold.
After a while, he suppressed the leaked emotions, looked back at the man, and lowered his voice, "Perhaps you have missed it. Those people will choose to do it halfway on the return journey?"
"No." Feng Qingbai slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were blurred, and there was no hesitation in what he said.
Duan Ting pursed his lips and looked at him.
"The motorcade worshiping the imperial mausoleum, there are too many carriages, no one knows which carriage is sitting on which person, even you, don't know where the emperor and the other princes are." Feng Qingbai got up and passed him and got out of the carriage. The voice floated past his ears, "He can't do it without a hit."
Staring at the man's unhurried back, Duan Ting closed his eyes vigorously.
If he didn't want to admit it, he also had to admit that what Feng Qingbai said was right.
And in the royal family, there must be an inner ghost, so that he can interact with the assassin and help the other god to sneak into the imperial tomb without knowing it.
Putting aside the already established facts, Duan Ting started to meditate all the way. In the royal family, besides Beicanghuang, who else has so much power and energy
The ranking order of entering the imperial tomb is also particular.
Therefore, the worship was for the establishment of diplomatic relations between the two countries, so the members of the Nanling delegation were able to walk on the left side of the emperor Bei Cang, and on the right were the children of the royal family.
After that, there were hundreds of civil and military officials arranged in order of rank.
"Enter the imperial tomb—"
At the forefront, the shrill voice of the eunuch chanted, and everyone looked solemn, lowered their heads, and followed the emperor Bei Cang into the tomb.
When the two walked side by side, Duan Ting found an opportunity to stick to Feng Qingbai's side, turning his wheelchair to be level with him.
Feng Qingbai cast a glance at him, then retracted his gaze.
Duan Ting finally showed a bit of complacency about this.
Later, if an assassin really committed an assassin, he would follow Feng Qingbai closely, and he would be safest only by his side.
Anyway, the surrounding Imperial Guard Habayashi was unreliable.
When danger comes, no one will care about him.
Who calls him just a handicapped.
Eyes were raised slightly, and the bright yellow figure at the front was condensed through the gap of the crowd, and Duan Ting's mouth evoked a touch of coldness. Fortunately, he was disabled.
When he walked to the Temple of Heaven, the emperor walked up to the stage, burned incense, worshipped, read aloud, and finally told his ancestors about the relationship and alliance.
Everything is in order.
Everyone is solemn and respectful.
Feng Qingbai looked at the top, with the corner of his eyes calmly closing the performance of the princes around him.
However, every member of the royal family is a good acting player, and no one shows any clues.
The change of things appeared between the electric light and flint.
On the stage, someone saw Emperor Bei Cang suddenly pulling the eunuch next to him to block him, and then a bloody flower burst out of the eunuch's chest.
After a brief stupefaction, there was an anxious roar, a mess.
"Guardian!"
After a loud roar, the surrounding guards rushed to the Temple of Heaven.
Feng Qingbai stepped aside a little while Duan Ting grabbed his sleeves for the first time, only to turn into brown sugar.
"Feng Qingbai, don't leave me alone. I am disabled now. If you even run away, I won't want to take it anymore. Very pitiful."
"you're brain damaged?"
"If you are sick, you must be sick. It's important to save your life." Feng Qingbai is more useful than any guard, anyway, he is going to follow him.
Being ridiculed for a sentence or two is nothing compared to saving one's life.
The team around them was in chaos, clamoring ceaselessly, and the crowds rushed to the Temple of Heaven to stand in front of the emperor and take the lead.
At this time, if anyone dared to escape, he was lucky enough to leave his life, and he would die when he returned.
It's better to show merit and get a good impression in front of the emperor. As long as you don't die, you will jump to the sky after you go back.
Duan Ting was about to ask Feng Qingbai if they should squeeze into the Temple of Heaven, lest they turn their heads and be told that there is no filial piety, so they felt a force of force. Feng Qingbai buckled his wheelchair armrest and slammed him directly. The chair with the person moved one place.
And where he was just now, there were two more hidden weapons on the ground!
Leng Khan slid down Duan Ting's forehead.
"Hurry up, protect you princes!"
With another sharp roar, Duan Ting looked up and saw him opposite. The place where the prince was standing had already fallen by two people, one of them was King Yuan!
The black-clothed man who broke into the siege wandered under the attack of the guards, as if he had entered the land of no one, with ease.
After sealing his opponent's throat with a sword, one of them looked sideways and faced Feng Qingbai's cold gaze.
In those eyes, sneers flashed.
Feng Qingbai's thin lips tightened, his eyes narrowed, and he was about to pass with a cold snort. Duan Ting hugged his arm, "Hey, Feng Qingbai! Don't go! I'm afraid!"
"Get out!" This is a drag!
boom-
A soft sound.
White mist immediately filled the cemetery, and everyone's sight was blocked by the mist, making it difficult to see the front.
"Escort! Escort!"
"Don't act rashly, protect others!"
"Hold your breath! The smoke is poisonous!..."
When the fog cleared, the scene in front of him made the unharmed Bei Canghuang complexion on the Temple of Heaven pale!
His eighth son, Duan Yuan, Shang!
The man was lying there quietly, with a thin sword mark on his neck, blood still gurgling out from there, the dazzling bright red burned human eyes!
Step by step, he staggered down the Temple of Heaven, came to Duan Yuan, leaned over and put his fingers in his breath, and when he raised his eyes, Bei Canghuang's eyes were already scarlet, "Find, find for me! I will smash those people into pieces. part!"
Not far from the crowd, Duan Ting slowly let go of the hand holding Feng Qingbai's arm, staring blankly at this scene, looking at the man who appeared crazy, his eyes were cold and ironic.
This man, who was always on top, finally tasted the pain of losing a loved one.
He regards other people's lives as if it were a stubborn thing, but it is not as ridiculous as it is today.
The assassin has left the field.
A perfect exit.
The entire confrontation was actually very short. The corpses lying down in the cemetery were all royals, they were royal guards, none of them were dressed in black.
Feng Qingbo was expressionless, watching all this with cold eyes.
It turned out that Gong Lei used such a method.
Kill the beloved son of Emperor Bei Cang, and then, Emperor Bei Cang will cast doubt on every other prince.
Because only those who are ambitious for that position will kill the heir to the throne.