"Hold on tight!" the man said in a deep voice, raised the rein of his horse, and galloped away!
Countless horseshoes chased after him. Chu Qiao was held tightly in the arms of the man, the bitter wind blew from both sides, and the sky was full of wind and rain, but it didn't hit her much. She turned her head from his shoulder, and saw that the sky was shrouded in dark clouds, like a night, with horseshoes on the slopes of the dense forest, and she didn't know how many enemies were surrounding her, and she couldn't tell which ones were the imperial army and which ones were Assassin in black. But in the direction she had just escaped from, birds were circling, swords were clanging, and trees were shaking violently, as if they were about to be uprooted.
"It's the young master!"
Suddenly there was a short sound ahead, and the masked men in black brushed past them, nodded respectfully as their eyes intertwined, and then drew out their weapons, their daggers were cold and their long swords were like rainbows, and they followed closely behind without hesitation. The bloodthirsty jackal stabbed at him.
"Young master, straight ahead!"
"Young master, there are enemies in the eighty steps to the west!"
"Young master, someone from the south wing will respond!"
"Young master, there are people in the northwest to respond!"
"Young master, there is someone in Zhengdong to meet you!"
All the way to kill, wave after wave of cover personnel came bravely. Without changing his face, the man rode the horse with one hand, hugged the girl in his arms with the other, and gradually pushed the noisy voice behind him.
The dense forest suddenly disappeared, and the grassland swaying like waves appeared in front of us. Chu Qiao's palm was dripping with blood, she raised her head and asked nervously, "Are you injured?"
Yan Xun was still covering his face, wearing a black outfit, riding a dark horse, lowered his head, his eyes slowly narrowed into a line, and said, "Where is Li Ce?"
Chu Qiao replied honestly: "I escaped."
In the darkness, Yan Xun raised his eyebrows violently. He glanced gloomyly at the blazing dense forest, finally turned his head, waved his wrist, and said coldly, "Go back to the city."
"Wait!" Chu Qiao said hastily, "Zhuge Yue is here, and he's still inside."
Yan Xun slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "You want me to go back and take his life?"
Chu Qiao was stunned for a moment, the original thought was completely crushed by this sentence, and she heard Yan Xun continue to say: "We can't reveal our identity, time is running out, let him off this time first."
The horse's hooves were flying, Chu Qiao lay in Yan Xun's arms, looking over his broad shoulders at the swaying pines. I just felt that the sky was gloomy, as if it was thick enough to drip ink. Spring always comes very late on the Hongchuan Plateau. At this time, the Bian Tang and Huai Song Dynasties are already full of birdsong and flowers, but the land of Daxia is still cold and cold. Occasionally, a cold wind blows from the northwest, bringing a pungent smell. fragrant. Yan Xun said that it was the smell of Huoyunhua.
It seems that as long as everything has something to do with Prince Bian Tang, it will become complicated and weird. Whether it was beaten by Chu Qiao or assassinated, such a major incident was suppressed silently under the official concealment, if it wasn't for the serious injury that made Chu Qiao lie on the bed for half a day One month, she would even think that everything before was just a nightmare.
Even though Chu Qiao was the first eyewitness, the whole assassination incident was still confusing. After thinking for a few days, Yan Xun had no choice but to mobilize all the intelligence forces of the Grand Peer Association in Beijing. After ten days, he got a plausible answer. However, looking at this answer, Chu Qiao felt horrified, and was unwilling to believe it was true, both intellectually and emotionally.
"Since we can't find the reason, we can only look at the results. The result is that even though the Xiaoqi Battalion and the Green Battalion were dispatched together to wipe out the more than 3,000 thieves who followed Li Ce all the way westward and tried to assassinate them repeatedly, Daxia still did it because The lack of protection has left the conversation behind, and he has to give Bian Tang a little sweetness in the Tang Huguan tariff proposal. In Bian Tang's country, a series of investigations have also been launched because of the assassination of the prince, and more than a dozen princes with foreign surnames who commanded the army were involved. There are three other southwestern vassals in the middle who are very likely to have their military power cut off because of this incident. The strangest thing is that even though almost all of Li Ce's men were injured, none of them died. This is incredible. Yu Ji's enemy made a sneak attack and besieged him, but he was able to achieve this record. If Prince Li is really lucky, I can only say that his luck is really good. The reasoning is like this. After all the wrong answers are excluded, The last remaining one, however improbable, is the truth."
Yan Xun leaned on the soft cushion inside the carriage, lying on his side, resting his forehead with his hands, and said with a faint smile: "Ah Chu, you are really lucky this time, if you really take action against Li Ce, maybe you are not here now gone."
Chu Qiao frowned, carefully recalling all the details of that day, but she still couldn't find even a single flaw. If, as Yan Xun said, all of this was arranged by Li Ce, then this man is truly terrifying.
Yan Xun is not the only one interested in this matter. As soon as the imperial physician left, the palace issued an order to summon Chu Qiao. Yan Xun sent her all the way to Changping Gate, and he couldn't go any further. Chu Qiao got out of the car, followed the palace guards who came to guide the way, entered the front corridor, and walked towards the front hall all the way.
Maybe it was still early, the Shengjin Palace was quiet, white birds flew by in the sky, the sky was blue, the cool wind blew on the clothes, and the sleeves fluttered like butterflies.
"Eunuch Bai!" A young eunuch suddenly ran from the direction of the camphor hall, panting to the elderly father-in-law leading the way, "Eunuch Bai, Qin Shuyi from the Shuyi Bureau is dead!"
"What?" Eunuch Bai was taken aback, his face turned pale with shock, the whisk in his hand fell to the ground immediately, and he stammered, "What's going on?"
"People from the Shuyi Bureau said that they suddenly fell ill after eating the jujube cake from the Western Restaurant, and now the people from the Internal Affairs Bureau have entered the palace."
"How could this be?" The old man frowned.
When he turned his head and was about to speak, Chu Qiao said, "Go ahead if you have something to do, I know the way to the front hall."
"Then thank you very much." The old man bowed and said to the little eunuch, "Let's go."
Chu Qiao has lived in the palace for many years and is very familiar with these mothers-in-law and father-in-law. To be precise, the emperor of Great Xia was not lustful, and among the women in the palace, no one was particularly favored or neglected. She vaguely remembered that Qin Shuyi from Shuyi Bureau, whose name was Mingshan, did not show her beauty, and was always the most peaceful and peaceful person in Shuyi Bureau's eighty songs and dances, and often came to their Shangyifang to pick up books. . Unexpectedly, such a person who stays out of everything can't escape the disaster of death.
She didn't think about it anymore, and walked through the camphor hall, which was Baqu Minghu Lake. The willows on both sides of the lake had already branched out, and it was crisp and green. The breeze was gentle, and the lake was rippling with blue waves. Chu Qiao stood on the Baqu covered bridge, her clothes were fluttering in the wind, and she couldn't help feeling a little open.
Walk quickly through Ronghua Pavilion, and then go to the Fumen in the front hall. She walked on a side road, which was relatively quiet, and there were few pedestrians. White shirt and black hair, looks very elegant.
However, at this moment, a shrill scream suddenly came, which immediately disrupted the girl's progress.
Chu Qiao stopped and looked up, only to see a big snow-white eagle descending from the sky, and fell to the ground with a bang, its chest and abdomen were pierced by a sharp arrow, dripping with blood.
The sound of chaotic footsteps approached immediately, the girl frowned, stretched out her hand and pushed open a palace door beside the corridor, and dodged to hide in.
However, as soon as the door of the room was closed, a strong force hit him, and the wind in his palm was as sharp as a knife.
The opponent was so powerful that Chu Qiao was restrained without checking. She reacted very quickly, before she had time to see who the other party was, she turned around and grabbed her wrist, and a snake coiling hand grabbed the other party's throat. However, the moment she succeeded, a slender but cold palm tightly pinched her snow-white neck.
The shots are like lightning, evenly matched.
The doors and windows were closed tightly, there was no light, and the room was so dark that it was impossible to see each other's eyebrows. The faces and figures of the two were hidden in the darkness, only the sharp eyes shone with a faint light, like two beasts meeting on a narrow road.
Even though he restrained him, he didn't make a ruthless move. Almost at the same time, the two sides stretched their fingers tacitly, seeing that the other side also made the same move, they continued to let go, and finally, they stood facing each other, but they still couldn't hide the tension in the air.
"Sister Yun, why are you doing this?" A gentle voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard. The woman was dressed in a blue brocade and colorful phoenix court dress, a purple gold carved head crown, sleeves like clouds, a slender waist, a face like peaches, plums and spring flowers, and eyes like an orchid lake in June. Surrounded by a group of palace people, she walked forward slowly.
"You and I are a sister, how can my sister have the heart to see you make a big mistake?" The servants brought up a nanmu recliner. Concubine Shu flicked her sleeves, sat down slowly, took the letter untied from Bai Diao with a faint smile, opened it and looked at it carefully, and said, "It is a serious crime for a woman in the harem to pass it on to someone outside the palace. My sister has been in charge of the Six Palaces for many years, don't you know? Why did you make such a mistake?"
The most honorable woman of the former dynasty stood in the middle of the courtyard, wearing a deep purple colored gold dress, with a straight neck, followed by two court ladies, she still had the same luxurious and graceful look, but her face was pale and slightly pale. Mu Henayun didn't even look at Concubine Shu Gui, and said in a deep voice to the two palace servants behind him: "Let's go."
"stop."
Muhe Nayun continued on his way as if he had never heard of it.
Several servants immediately stepped forward, stopped in front of Mu Henayun, and said in a deep voice: "Queen, please stay, the imperial concubine has something to say."
With a crisp slap, Muhe Nayun slapped the servant's face fiercely. Empress Da Xia raised her phoenix eyes, and said coldly: "What is your identity? How dare you block my way?"
The waiter was taken aback, and knelt on the ground with a plop. Mu Henayun has been a queen for ten years, and his accumulated power for many years has frightened these servants into silence.
Concubine Shu Gui's eyes turned cold, and she said lightly: "Sister Fengwei has not diminished, and her demeanor is still the same. Congratulations."
Mu Henayun's face was as cold as ice, and he said in a cold voice: "You and I have never been acquainted, and we have no friendship. I have never been afraid of you before, and now I don't intend to take you seriously. The women in the palace Ups and downs, ups and downs, prosperity and decline are also normal, since everyone is an enemy and not a friend, you don't need to be sweet-mouthed by sisters and sisters."
Concubine Shu Gui smiled, and said: "Sister Yun has a fiery temper and is outspoken. My sister really likes you more and more."
"Don't dare to do it, I have other things to do in the palace, so I won't chat with you to enjoy the flowers." After saying that, Mu Henayun turned around and wanted to leave.
"Wait!" Concubine Shu Gui's pretty face turned cold, she stood up slowly, held up the letter in her hand, and said in a deep voice, "Sister, don't you plan to explain?"