This man knows him!
Hang Qing did not miss the surprise in the assassin's eyes. But this is strange. Zhuo Yu has been in the palace for many years, and he has been in the Yongshou Palace all the year round. He rarely leaves. How did this unknown assassin get to know Zhuo Yu
And the next performance of the assassin surprised Hang Qing even more. - The assassin showed anxiety on his face. He was holding Hang Qing hostage. Hang Qing should naturally be a talisman for him. But he was like Hang Qing's hot potato. This is really intriguing.
It seems that the assassin not only knew him, but was even afraid of him!
"Let go of him, you still have a chance to live..."
By the time the assassin pulled away from the shock, his companions had already been taken down, and he was the only one who was surrounded. The three fierce young men on the opposite side all stared at him gloomily. The assassin had no doubt that if he let go of his hand, he would become a turtle in a urn in the next moment!
How did it develop like this? Obviously it should be foolproof... The mistake is to take the wrong person!
The assassin closed his eyes.
Hang Qing could see that the assassin was using this action to suppress the fear in his heart.
The assassin stood stiffly, his whole body shrouded in the shadow of death. That's off days! Standing not far away is King Xiao Guan Tian! Guan Tian can kill him without the need for the other two to do it!
But following the assassin, he found that the three powerful men did not dare to act rashly. The assassin couldn't help but bow his head slightly and glanced at Zhuo Yu who was holding him in his arms. The assassin took a deep breath, and then made a very bold move in his own opinion - he dragged the petite brother in his arms and jumped out of the carriage.
The guards were about to come up, but Zhong Jinyan's brows were so wrinkled that he almost caught a fly. He shouted, "Don't move!" The guards had to stop.
The Assassin had an epiphany.
This potato is hot to the touch, but it is also the best amulet. Even Guan Tian didn't dare to act rashly at this moment.
The assassin dragged Hang Qing to the side to hide: "prepare the horse! Go!"
Guan Tian's face was extremely ugly, but he, who had never been afraid, felt a sudden tug at the bottom of his heart at this moment. Where can you kill that assassin without hesitation? Guan Tian kicked the guard without thinking about it: "Don't get out and prepare!"
The poor officials, before they could recover from the shock of that brother being the queen mother, were angered by the daring assassin. How can this assassin let go? But no one dared to say anything to stop him. It was the queen mother who was held hostage by the assassin! Even though the reputation is not very good, but the status is extremely lofty Empress Dowager Zhuo!
The guard limped and brought the horse over.
The assassin stared at the horse, sweat dripping from his forehead, and with so many dangerous eyes, he could not wait to find a crack on the ground to hide in.
At this moment, Hang Qing could feel the trembling and shivering of the assassin. The assassin seemed to be holding him, but only he knew that the assassin always surrounded him gently, and he didn't even dare to use his strength. This is so weird. Their position is hostile. Why don't the assassins dare to do it
Hang Qing couldn't expect the assassin to tell him obediently, nor did he plan to go deep into the tiger's den to change the outcome.
Hang Qing lowered his eyelids slightly. Anyone who looks at him will think that he must be terrified. Look, his face is so pitiful, it makes people feel pity. At this moment, Hang Qing did hear a prompt tone: "The villain's favorability has increased by five points."
Hang Qing couldn't help raising his head when he heard the sound. Guan Tian, Zhong Jinyan, Zhong Heng, and even countless officials were all staring in his direction, with anxiety and worry on their faces. This is really a novel experience for Hang Qing.
At this moment, no one could react - they watched Empress Dowager Zhuo suddenly slammed the assassin's waist and abdomen with his elbow. Assassin, there was a flash of light in his sleeve, and the dagger pierced the assassin's waist. When the assassin swayed slightly because of the pain, Empress Dowager Zhuo had already dodged aside.
Guan Tian rushed up without thinking, and hugged Hang Qing in his arms.
Zhong Jinyan and Zhong Heng took a step slowly and failed to protect Hang Qing first. At this time, they naturally had to rush up to hold the assassin and vent their anger on the assassin.
Zhong Jinyan kicked the assassin a few times, and said coldly, "Grab it!"
The guards just woke up like a dream, and hurried around to arrest the assassin.
No one would have imagined that today's incident was entirely due to the Empress Dowager Zhuo's self-help, and it did not cause a catastrophe. If the Empress Dowager was kidnapped and taken away, wouldn't it be a big joke! The officials followed the dog's legs around them, and hurriedly asked, "Is the queen mother okay?" "That assassin is really hateful..." "Is the queen mother injured?"
Only at this time, they still felt a little unreal when they remembered the series of neat and neat movements of the Empress Dowager Zhuo just now. Is this actually a thorn vase? It's just that he was raised in the deep palace, and he was pampered every day, and no one knew about it
They wouldn't know if they wanted to break their heads, the reason why Hang Qing stabbed so neatly was all the valuable experience gained from the previous world.
The assassin suffered but would not die. After being captured, Hang Qing naturally had a chance to find out why the assassin saw him as if he had seen a ghost. After all, Hang Qing searched his memory and couldn't find this face.
Because of a sudden accident, the group had to go back. After returning, someone immediately came to Zhong Jinyan, and in front of a group of officials, said the name of a vassal king - King Zhong. The assassination was planned by King Zhong. This loyal king, Hang Qing has an impression. This man is the son of Emperor Ningde's uncle. Because of his natural power, he made a lot of contributions on the battlefield. Because of his simple and honest temperament, Emperor Ningde rarely named him the loyal king.
The word "loyalty" sounds a little ridiculous at this time.
Zhong Jinyan didn't seem to be surprised by this result, so his expression didn't change. The other officials shouted first: "This matter has something to do with him, it's really shocking..." One person's sentence immediately became a mess. At this time, no one cared to investigate why the Queen Mother was here.
Hang Qing glanced at Zhong Jinyan, he must not be able to leave at this moment. Hang Qing looked at Guan Tian, but Guan Tian happened to be looking at him, and their eyes met.
Hang Qing calmly hooked him with his fingers hanging beside him, and Guan Tian immediately walked towards him: "injured?" Guan Tian asked in a low voice.
"No, you go to the assassin with me."
"No. You can't take risks."
"Can't King Xiao look down on an assassin?"
Guan Tian reached out and held Hang Qing's wrist: "... Of course it can."
Man, you say he can do anything. But if he says he can't, then he really can't.
When no one else noticed, Guan Tian pulled Hang Qing out of the hall quietly. Although the guards outside the door were horrified as to why King Xiao would come out with the Queen Mother, they still obediently took them to the assassin who was under strict guard.
The assassin lost too much blood and looked pale. He heard footsteps and raised his head slowly. His first reaction was to look at Hang Qing in horror first, and then look at Guan Tian in slight fear. In comparison, the assassin was even more afraid of Hang Qing.
Hang Qing got closer, and the smell of blood penetrated into his nose. Guan Tian suddenly stretched out his hand from behind: "Don't go any further." Although Guan Tian's actions were well-intentioned, in terms of his identity, he was more polite, which seemed too intimate.
The assassin's eyes widened, as if in disbelief.
Hang Qing looked at him playfully: "you know me?"
The horror in the assassin's eyes deepened, and he even instinctively denied it. However, this eager attitude confirmed that he knew Hang Qing.
"Why are you so afraid of me?" Hang Qing said lightly, "I'm very weak."
The assassin shouted angrily in the bottom of his heart: "Shit!" At first, he also thought that the Empress Dowager Zhuo was really as weak and brainless as the rumors said. But look, where is this weakness? The assassin still feels his waist hurts!
Hang Qing's words also reminded Guan Tian, who strode forward and grabbed the assassin's collar: "who are you?"
The assassin gritted his teeth, his face rather dead than yielding.
Guan Tian hated this assassin so much, there was no reason to be soft-hearted at this time, he sneered immediately, then turned his head to face Hang Qing, but said gently: "Azhuo might as well wait outside, it will be very bloody later, afraid of getting hurt. Azhuo's eyes."
Hang Qing: "..." No need to pretend. Everyone already knew that he was the Empress Dowager Zhuo, what did Guan Tian pretend to call "Azhuo" here
Hang Qing knew that people like Guan Tian had endless means. In order to save Zhuo Yu's weak character, Hang Qing turned around and walked out.
In a quarter of an hour, the door opened from the inside.
Guan Tian's body was very neat, he smiled slightly, and said, "This man has let go, but he has to talk to you alone."
Hang Qing pushed the switch and walked in: "then let him tell it to me alone."
At the same time, Hang Qing was slightly surprised in his heart.
Guan Tian looked at his clothes neatly, but his tentacles were wet.
The black shirt that Guan Tian was wearing today, it turned out that the blood splattered was not so obvious.
Guan Tian also seemed to know the smell of blood in his body, so Guan Tian hurriedly hid outside the door and kicked the entourage beside him: "Go get this king's clothes!" gone.
Hang Qing entered the house again.
The assassin's face became even paler, and his breathing was much weaker. Hang Qing approached and asked in a low voice, "why do you know me?"
The assassin said in a low voice, "... draw, draw."
"Painting? What painting?"
"Master... Master's painting."