The rosewood desk was smashed, broken wood, debris scattered all over the ground, a slender water-colored figure fell into the mess, the jade crown with hair tied half crooked, clothes slightly disheveled, handsome face pale as paper , it was Prince Rui Gong Qianze.
Gong Qianyu walked forward slowly, looking down at him from above, with a clean face and pure eyes, seeing Gong Qianze was furious, and slapped Gong Qianyu suddenly: How could he be the loser? It can't be him...
Gong Qianyu turned sideways slightly, avoiding his attack, raised his foot and kicked him on the chest, rolling him two or three meters away, before he stopped, there was a burst of blood in his chest, and he tried not to spit out blood.
The jade crown that bundled her hair fell to the ground, and her brocade-like ink hair was scattered in a mess. How embarrassing it must be, how embarrassing it is...
"You lost!" Gong Qianyu looked at him lightly, his dark eyes were as clear as springs.
"Shut up!" Gong Qianze yelled angrily, his eyes were burning with raging anger, he is the eldest son of the southern Xinjiang royal family, he is better than Gong Qianyu in all aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, how could he lose to Gong Qianyu...
'Shut up! 'The sound of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded, and a large number of soldiers in armor rushed over, surrounded the imperial study room, and aimed their bows and arrows at the few people in the imperial study room.
Gong Qianyu turned around gently, and blocked Murong Xue behind her without any trace, and Wuhen also stepped forward, protecting Murong Xue in the middle.
"It's my king's reinforcements that have arrived..." The corner of Gong Qianze's mouth curled up gracefully, and his voice was as light as a breeze.
Murong Xue heard it clearly, her gaze froze, she stretched out her hand to grab Gong Qianze, the sharp dagger was mercilessly pressed against his neck, her cold gaze swept across the soldiers, and said coldly: "If you dare to take a step closer, I will kill him!"
Looking at Gong Qianze who was being held hostage, the soldiers frowned, the bows and arrows in their hands were full, and the arrow points were aimed at the vital points of several people, but they did not act rashly.
A middle-aged man leaped over the soldiers and strode over. He was dressed in a military uniform, he was very heroic, his eyes were sharp, and he was not angry. His cold eyes swept over Gong Qianyu, Wuhen, Gong Qianze, and fell on Murong On Xue: "Let Prince Rui go, this general can spare your lives."
Murong Xue snorted disdainfully: "Think of us as three-year-old children. You only take care of him when he is in our hands. You don't dare to act rashly. If we let him go, these hundreds of soldiers will immediately shoot us. Become a hedgehog…”
The sharp eyes of the middle-aged man narrowed slightly: "This general guarantees that you can leave the palace safely!"
Murong Xue sneered disdainfully: "You even betrayed the emperor whom you kowtowed to and swore to serve to the death, do you still have personality?"
The middle-aged man's complexion was so dark that it was about to drip ink: the throne was contested, passed down from generation to generation, Prince Rui was the eldest son of Nanjiang, they wanted to support him as the next emperor, so they betrayed the current emperor, it had nothing to do with his personality .
"I, Song Shizhong, have always kept my word. I promised to let you live, and I will definitely let you leave the palace alive. If you don't believe me, this general can swear to the sky..."
What? He is Song Shizhong
Murong Xue was startled, and looked at the man carefully, only to see that his eyes were sharp, his brows were straight, his outline was two to three points like Song Shiren's, but a bit more cold and resolute than Song Shiren, he should be Song Shizhong without a doubt.
But isn't it widely rumored that Song Shizhong was poisoned by the devil, and he will die soon? How could he appear here intact? It doesn't look like he has been poisoned at all. Could it be that the poison on his body has been cured
The scene of Gong Qianze snatching her red vine flower and Song Shiren descending to the bottom of Motian Cliff appeared in front of Murong Xue's eyes, her eyes sank, Motian Cliff was so dangerous, they tried their best to dive down regardless of safety, so it was to find antidote for Song Shizhong, There are many people in southern Xinjiang who know poison, and it is not surprising that they can make medicine to cure Song Shizhong's poison...
Song Shizhong is a generation of famous generals. With his planning and leadership, their chances of succeeding in rebellion will be much higher...
The corners of Murong Xue's mouth were slightly curved, and she raised her eyes to look at Song Shizhong: "In the past, General Song was indeed a trustworthy person who kept his word, but now... the emperor is still alive, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is also safe and sound. Everyone will know about usurping the throne, and you will become rebellious officials and thieves that everyone shouts and beat. You have planned a rebellion for so long, and all your previous efforts will be wasted... "
Only by killing them all, silencing them, and covering up this scandal, can Prince Rui's ascension to the throne be justifiable...
Song Shizhong's handsome face was instantly gloomy, and he looked at Murong Xue coldly: "You are smart."
"Thank you for the compliment, no matter how smart I am, I can't compare to General Song's scheming!" Murong Xue smiled slightly, as cold as ice.
"How are you doing?" Song Shizhong looked at Murong Xue, his eyes flashing darkly.
"Let all the soldiers retreat, we are going out of the palace!" Murong Xue's eyes were dark: Song Shizhong's people are already inside and outside the palace, they are trapped in a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, they must leave as soon as possible!
Song Shizhong's eyes were narrowed, and the incident was rushed. They only got 50,000 soldiers from Li Zong, and there were 70,000 to 80,000 garrisons stationed outside the city. Come to crusade against them, and they will really become rebellious officials and thieves who will notoriety for thousands of years.
Song Shizhong's gaze swept across the emperor, Gong Qianyu, Wuhen, and Murong Xue, and a cold light shot out from the bottom of his eyes: The fact that they rebelled against us must not be spread, and none of these four people can stay...
"Uncle, you have rested for so long, your internal strength has almost recovered, let's do it, the feeling of being held hostage by someone is very uncomfortable." Gong Qianze said suddenly, the lazy tone seemed to have completely ignored Gong Qianyu , Murong Xue and others take it to heart...
Murong Xue's eyes froze, a bad premonition arose in her heart, she raised her head to look at Song Shizhong, only to see that the corner of his mouth curled up, and he said leisurely: "They don't want to toast or eat fine wine, this general will let them do it!"
The moment the words fell, Song Shizhong's tall figure disappeared from the spot without a trace. Murongxue was shocked. Song Shizhong's martial arts were so high. The reason he negotiated terms with them just now was not because he was afraid that they would hold Gong Qianze hostage, but because he was delaying time. , to restore the internal strength, and now, the internal strength has returned to normal, and it is time to start dealing with them...
The breeze blew, and Song Shizhong's tall figure suddenly appeared beside Murong Xue, and he slapped Wuhen's chest with his palm, and sent Wuhen flying, hit the wall not far away, and fell down again, with a puff , spit out a mouthful of blood...
Song Shizhong turned a blind eye, and slapped Gong Qianyu with his palm. Gong Qianyu's eyes froze, and he raised his palm to meet him, only to hear 'bang! With a sound, the two palms faced each other, Song Shizhong stood still, and Gong Qianyu was sent flying...