"Kill her!"
Under the splendid colorful booth, dozens of figures faced the sword, light and sword shadow and rushed towards Yao Ying, who was guarded at the center by the personal soldiers. Dressed in ordinary civilian clothes, they shouted in Turkic, Persian, Sogdian, Sanskrit, called for help, and their faces were full of mad hatred.
They are all royals.
Yuanjue was drenched in cold sweat and slashed over a killer with a knife. There was no fear in the opponent's eyes, and he continued to charge forward, covered in blood, until he fell to the ground exhausted.
With lingering fears, he turned his head and looked behind him.
The people screamed and fled, a figure rushed towards Yao Ying, the cold light flashed, and one person rushed out of the crowd, hugging her and dodging.
The figure of the stabbing woman was as fast as lightning, the man slapped her with a palm, and the dagger in her hand was still sent out, a blanket of blood splashed out, and Yaoying's dress was dripping with blood.
Yuanjue was so frightened that she wanted to rush back to Yaoying, but several assassins entangled him and blocked his steps.
They are not ordinary assassins, but dead men!
The personal soldiers and assassins were trembling in one place, the sound of fighting, the sound of long swords and iron swords hitting each other, screams... In the noise, Yao Ying heard the man's painful hiss.
Her heart throbbed and she trembled.
The man hugged her, thinking she was injured, his arm muscles tightened, and he asked anxiously, "Where is the injury?"
The voice is hoarse.
Yaoying was in a cold sweat, looking at his phoenix eyes that were exposed outside the face towel.
She wasn't hurt, it was him who was hurt.
Why is Li Xuanzhen in the royal court
Yaoying had a splitting headache and fainted from the pain.
Li Xuanzhen had one pupil, and the wound was in severe pain. She hugged her and knelt on the ground, blood gurgling out.
The icy knife light covered them.
"Qiniang!"
The personal soldiers were frightened and shouted loudly, trying to get away to save them, but they were entangled by other assassins.
The wind howled.
Yuanjue held her breath.
Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet, the murderous aura was surging, and the palm wind was surging.
A long knife came through the air, and a figure suddenly rushed from a distance, the wind was fierce.
Several cracking sounds sounded one after another, and the machete in the hands of the assassins surrounding Yaoying shattered into pieces, fell to the ground, and fell to the ground one by one without a scream.
The person who came was dressed in a white robe, with a face towel covering his face, and he rushed towards Yao Ying, his body faintly exuding a murderous aura.
Li Xuanzhen was already unconscious, still holding Yaoying tightly with both hands, blocking her in front of her.
The man in white robe leaned over, pushed away Li Xuanzhen, pulled his hand away, and hugged Yaoying.
Before the screams of killing around him stopped, he turned a deaf ear, lowered his head to examine Yaoying's wounds, and put his fingers on the side of her neck.
Everyone in the field was stunned, reacted, and took out the knife to kill the other assassins.
One person hurried to Yuanjue's side and said coldly, "Remember to keep alive!"
Yuanjue was shocked, glanced at the other party, opened his mouth wide, and then looked at the figure that suddenly appeared and forced back several assassins with a knife, horrified.
"General Ashina, that person..."
Bi Suo crossed the knife and said coldly, "It's him."
Yuanjue shuddered.
Isn't the king in the king's temple? How would it appear here
He has already dissipated his gong, and just now he was forced to perform gong... Is he now a son of Buddha, or Sultan
The face is earth-colored.
Bi Su's face was also gloomy.
Seeing that the white-robed man appeared in time, the personal soldiers were relieved, and continued to respond to the enemy. After a while, they dealt with the remaining assassins. Yuanjue and Bi Suo worked together to capture the two survivors.
The nearby janitorial guards rushed over, Bi Su ordered them to guard the important roads everywhere, track down his accomplices, and let people guard them so that the idlers would not be approached, rushed to Yaoying, lowered his voice and asked nervously: "Is the princess okay? "
Tan Mo Luojia hugged Yao Ying who had fainted, shook her head, and slowly closed her blue eyes under the face towel.
There was no wound on her body, and Li Xuanzhen's blood should be all over her dress.
The moment she saw her fall to the ground in the distance, the murderous aura that was surging in her heart suddenly subsided little by little.
He hugged her and felt her soft, slow breathing, his hands trembling slightly.
She is fine.
Bi Suo looked anxious and whispered: "There are many people here... I have another courtyard close by, go to my place first."
Tamara was silent and stood up with Yaoying in her arms.
The personal soldiers surrounded him, helped Li Xuanzhen, who was seriously injured, and walked through an alley under the leadership of Bi Su and walked into his courtyard.
Tan Moraga carried Yaoying into the room, Bi Su asked the servant to find some clean clothes for everyone to put on, and followed into the room.
Yaoying was in a drowsy state, and Tamara put her on the couch to check her pulse, her brows furrowed.
"Are you scared?"
Bi Su asked cautiously.
Tan Mo Luojia didn't say a word, took the hot water towel and wiped the blood that splashed on Yaoying's chin.
The maid entered the room and wanted to change Yaoying's clothes.
Tamara stood up and retreated outside the felt curtain.
There was a sound of heavy footsteps outside the house, and Yuanjue came over with the captured assassin.
Tan Moraga lowered her eyes, stared at Yaoying on the couch for a while, then turned and left the room.
Bi Suo raised her foot and followed him, and when she saw several assassins, she was so angry that she punched him, and the assassin's face was covered in blood.
"You are Wang Tingren, who ordered you? Why did you assassinate a woman?"
The target of today's assassins is clear, and they are aimed at Yaoying. Yaoying did not reveal her identity. Why did these people assassinate her
The assassin spat out a few bloody teeth, grinning haha, a pair of brown eyes looking at Tamara, who was standing in front of the porch with his hands behind his back, his face distorted.
"Sultan Gu! You are Sultan Gu, right?! I didn't expect to be able to lead you out today!"
"We guessed right, the woman next to Yuanjue is indeed yours!"
Tamaroga looked at the assassin, her eyes as cold as snow.
Bi Suo groaned in her heart, sweating like rain.
The assassin looked up to the sky and laughed: "Who ordered us? Let me tell you, it's all your fault! You owe a lot of blood, and we can't wait to kill you! Just waiting for the moment..."
His blood-stained face was shaking with excitement.
"Later, we finally found an opportunity... When you entered the city, when you went on an expedition... Sultan, you thought you were perfect, but in fact, we have been inquiring about your whereabouts for the past two years. The woman who entered the city with you is very important to you... So We follow fate..."
Bi Suo clenched her hands into fists: "Just because of a little suspicion, you kill people?"
The assassin Jie Jie sneered: "I would rather kill it by mistake than let it go. Who made that woman get close to Sultan?"
Bi Su took a breath.
The assassin's eyes widened and he laughed horribly: "Sultan, you have killed too many people, and you should also experience the pain of losing your loved ones! Your relatives, your brothers, your friends... those you care about will all die in Let's go under the knife! No matter how powerful your martial arts are, what's the use? We can always find an opportunity to attack!"
"We missed today, and there will be others tomorrow... You don't know how many people hate you, how many people are waiting for revenge, and you will be punished sooner or later!"
Tamara stood in front of the porch, motionless and isolated.
Bi Suo couldn't bear it anymore, her figure bounced up, grabbed the assassin's hair, and twisted it lightly.
The assassin was breathless.
The corridor was quiet, but the assassin's curse seemed to be hovering over the courtyard for a long time.
Bi Su's face turned pale, and she looked back at Tamaroka.
"Regent… "
Tamara closed his eyes for a moment, "I understand."
No matter which status he is, it will only bring harm to Princess Wenzhao.
He is a son of Buddha, and believers will regard her as a witch. He is Sultan Gu, and she will suffer the same assassination as today.
Bi Su's heart was heavy, her eyes were sore, and she couldn't say a word of comfort.
He thought of General Saissan.
…
Nothing happened in the cave last night. But the doctor said that Luo Jia's face was better. Although Luo Jia didn't want to keep Princess Wenzhao, it was clear that he was really in a good mood when Princess Wenzhao was with him.
This morning, Luo Jia was sitting in the meditation room copying the scriptures, and when he finished copying a volume, a few birds came flying outside the porch, chirping and playing on the flower vines. He listened for a while, put down the pen, and got up and went out.
Bi Suo was worried about his injury, and was worried. She followed him quietly and followed him to Changjie, thinking that he was observing the public sentiment.
Finally, Tamara stopped in a hidden corner and stared in one direction for a long time.
Bi Suo followed his line of sight and was stunned.
Yuanjue came over from that direction. The woman beside him was dressed in fresh clothes, her hair was braided down her shoulders, and her face was covered with a veil. Although she couldn't see her face clearly, judging from her gaze, she must have been smiling and having fun. Very happy, the personal soldiers behind her are also dressed in Wang Tingren's clothes, and there are two personal soldiers holding a bunch of new things to eat, drink and play.
She stood under the high platform to watch the singing and dancing, and did not move for a long time.
Tamara stood in the corner with her back to the lively singing and dancing on the stage, watching her quietly across the crowd.
She played to the fullest in the red dust, and he watched her outside the red dust.
Bi Su sighed.
At this moment, the mutation suddenly occurred, and the assassins erupted. A woman took advantage of her soldiers' inattentiveness and threw herself in front of Yaoying and raised her dagger. A man next to her suddenly stepped forward and blocked the blow for Yaoying.
Bi Su was startled.
At that moment, the aura of Tanmaraka changed.
He suddenly drew his sword and rushed out, "Prince Regent, you shouldn't show up, I'll go..."
Tanmaraka glanced at him, took out the saber from his waist, and turned his figure.
Bi Suo was stunned, recovered, and followed.
…
Thinking of the scene at that time, Bi Su still feels scared now.
This is what he is most afraid of that will happen... Princess Wen Zhao has an accident, and the king can't suppress the exercises... Just like General Sai Sang Er, who went mad because of the tragic death of his family...
Now, finding out that the assassin actually assassinated Yaoying in order to retaliate against Sultan Gu, Bi Suo felt more and more terrified.
"I will send additional personnel to investigate this matter thoroughly to prevent anyone from approaching the princess..."
he said tentatively.
Tamara turned and entered the room.
Both of them understand that this kind of dead man with the determination to take revenge will never die, and it is impossible to guard against it.
In the past, he had encountered many assassinations. He was alone, he didn't care about life and death, he had no desires, and he had nothing to fear.
But thinking that she would suffer the same danger, his thoughts were up and down, and it was difficult to settle down.
He wanted nothing in his life, only this little selfish desire.
He will kill her.
Tamara closed his eyes and turned to enter the room.
The maid was cleaning and changing Yaoying's clothes. The accessories, small daggers, cloth bags on her back, dew bag, and brocade bag were put down and stacked on the edge of the couch.
With a snap, a sheepskin wrap slipped out of the cuff where she was changing clothes and fell onto the felt.
The maid hurriedly leaned over to pick it up, a dark shadow came down and picked up the package before her.
She raised her head, met a pair of icy eyes, turned pale with fright, and walked out of the room as if she was running away.
Tamara took the package, sat down on the edge of the couch, undid the face towel, and placed two fingers on Yaoying's wrist through the veil, checking her pulse again.
She obviously had no wounds on her body, she didn't know what was going on, and she still hasn't woken up yet.
Maybe really frightened.
Tamaroka withdrew his hand and touched her forehead, frowning slightly.
The sound of footsteps came, Yuanjue walked into the house, and said: "Prince Regent, the blood of the Wei Dynasty Crown Prince has stopped. The doctor said that his life will not be endangered, but his old wounds have not healed, and new ones have been added, which is really dangerous. In a daze, I asked about Princess Wenzhao and insisted on visiting the princess."
Tamara said lightly: "Stop."
Fate should be.
"Today she..." Tamara Kahu said, paused for a while, and then asked, "Is the princess happy today?"
Yuanjue looked at his face quietly, thought about it, and whispered, "Today, the princess is very happy... The princess said that the customs are different in different places, and each has its own excitement. She even bought something for the king... The princess also said that she also wanted to be with those people. Maiko dances together…”
Tamaroka listened quietly, with no expression on his face, and waved his hand.
Yuanjue withdrew.
Tan Moraga glanced at the things piled on the table beside the couch, his eyes stopped, he raised his hand, and opened the brocade bag.
A stack of scriptures was revealed.
He pulled out the scriptures.
The scriptures are organized like bay leaves, but instead of punching a small hole in the middle and binding them with rope, they are folded. Exquisite patterns, lines are drawn with gold, silver and gemstone powder, delicate and dexterous.
There were many scriptures in his room, and they were all heavy scrolls. Once Prajna asked her to find a few sutras, she moved a large stack and whispered that the sutras were too heavy, so it would be better to make a book that can be easily carried, easy to access, and beautifully decorated with beautiful pictures.
Since that time he said that he only needed to send a few scriptures, and she often sent him scriptures later, and she would send him a few copies of any new style that was printed, and even borrowed his manuscripts for printing.
These scriptures must be new.
Tamara put the scriptures back into the brocade bag, picked up the package he just picked up and put it back, thinking of something, he slammed it into his hand and opened the bag.
A sweet fragrance overflowed, and the thorn honey in the bag was fresh and amber in color.
She once looked at him stubbornly and asked, "Is it sweet?"
He said, "Sweet."
She laughed.
Tamara's drooping eyelashes twitched a few times, and squeezed the package tightly.
The man on the bed moved.
Tamara returned to her senses, put down the package, and looked at Yaoying.
She didn't wake up, her eyes were tightly closed, her body trembled slightly.
Tamara frowned, raised her hand to brush away her long hair, probed the side of her neck and forehead, and checked her pulse again. There was nothing unusual, but her brows were tightly wrinkled, her face was snow-white, her expression was painful, and her body kept shaking.
"It hurts..."
She whispered softly.
Tamara stood up suddenly and asked Yuanjue to seek a doctor.
The doctor arrived in a hurry, checked the pulse, and said doubtfully: "Judging from the pulse, the princess is not injured, there is no internal or external injury..."
Just as she was talking, Yao Ying on the couch trembled even more, and layers of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood.
The expressions of the other people in the room changed drastically.
Tan Moraga didn't care about anything else, she sat on the couch, picked up Yaoying, and carefully checked her body for any wounds that were not easy to find.
Bi Suo frowned and said, "Isn't it poisoning?"
The doctor shook his head: "There is no sign of poisoning either."
Yuanjue's eyes were red with anxiety, and it was his fault that he was not careful and did not take good care of the princess!
The doctor turned over several volumes of medical books, and then probed Yaoying's pulse, his expression suddenly changed.
"How could this be? It's only been a while... The princess' pulse is weak, like... like... "
He shuddered, not daring to say the next thing.
Tanmaraga didn't say a word. He was also skilled in medicine and knew what the doctor had to say.
She couldn't stand it anymore.
In an instant, he fell into an abyss.
Yaoying was still trembling, Tan Moraga hugged her tightly, her face remained calm and calm, but the bottom of her eyes was turbulent, and said: "Invite the princess's personal soldiers and ask them if the princess has had this symptom before. "
"Interrogate the assassins and ask them if they used poison."
The tone was quicker than usual.
Yuanjue and Bi Suo quickly rushed out of the house, and after a while, Yuanjue came with a personal soldier who had stayed in the palace and knew better than others.
When he saw Yaoying, who didn't know the personnel, he fell to his knees with a thud: "The princess has also been seriously ill before... Alang has asked doctors all over the place, but no one can cure..."
Yuanjue almost fainted, and hurriedly asked, "How did the princess recover later?"
The soldiers shivered: "Then the princess survived by herself... The lady said that it might be the princess' dead uncle who bless her... The doctor in Jing Nan said that when the princess was sick, no medicine would help..."
Yuanjue's face was pale.
There was a sound of footsteps at the door, and Bi Suo entered the room with a solemn face, shook his head, and said, "Assassins can't approach the princess, there's no poison."
Tan Moraga's hand holding Yaoying tightened sharply.
"Where's Duke Wei?"
Bi Suo said: "I have already sent someone to invite him. Duke Wei doesn't know what happened here, and there is no news yet."
"Call other medical officers."
Bi Suo responded and ordered his subordinates.
Soon, doctors Bi Suo trusted came one after another, and after checking Yaoying's pulse, they all shook their heads and sighed: "This symptom looks so weird..."
Everyone was really helpless. Finally, some people suggested to try bloodletting therapy, and others suggested chanting sutras and chanting Buddha.
Bi Suo's head was burnt, and she kicked out the group of people who couldn't help.
Yaoying's breath is getting weaker and weaker.
Tamara hugged her tightly, mobilizing her internal strength, trying to warm her up, but she didn't respond, her body became colder and colder, and her lips gradually turned blue.
His brows were red, his eyes were surging, and there was a faint light passing by.
Bi Suo was terrified and prayed in his heart that Princess Wen Zhao would not have any trouble.
Yuanjue clasped his hands together, turned around the room, recited the scriptures aloud, and prayed for the blessing of the Buddha.
Yaoying is still getting weaker and weaker, and she can't even feel her pulse.
Tamara closed her eyes for a while, and put her hands on the back of her neck, her arms tightened slightly.
He once took her to the pagoda and prayed for her.
Under the watchful eyes of the Buddha, he prayed for her, wishing her no disease or disaster, and a happy life.
At that time, he confessed to the Buddha his own thoughts and desires, and it was him who moved his thoughts, not her.
He asked nothing for himself.
I just want her to be at peace.
There are many fears in life, and life is in danger of morning dew. From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear, if one is separated from love, there is no worry and no fear.
Everything is empty, life and death are reincarnated, he looks down on everything, and still hopes that she can enjoy the world.
She is so good.
Tamara held Yaoying in her arms and felt that her life was dying.
so suddenly.
It was like she came to him, silently, and descended from the sky.
He seems to be falling continuously, the abyss is bottomless, and the surroundings are getting darker and colder.
Yuanjue choked softly, and Bi Suo was sweating like pulp.
Tamara took off the bead on Yaoying's wrist and recited the scriptures.
It was getting dark, candles were lit in the room, the doctors were discussing in the next room, the people who decocted the medicine vigorously fanned their fans, and the servants came in and out, and the atmosphere was heavy.
Tamara's eyes were tightly closed.
After an unknown amount of time, the person in his arms suddenly moved and murmured a few times.
A warm breath fell on his chest.
Tamara was stunned for a while, and the fingers holding the Buddha beads suddenly tightened.
The person in his arms then twisted a few times, opened his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were wet, and his face was snow-white.
"Is Li Xuanzhen okay?"
she asked vaguely.
Li Xuanzhen blocked a knife for her. She was in severe pain in her heart just now, and her whole body was in pain. She only recovered after a while. If something happened to him, she would not be able to get through this!
Tanmaraka's eyes were dark and silent, and he probed her pulse with two fingers.
The pulse is still vain, but at least it has stabilized a little, much better than before.
He looked down at her face again, her face was covered with fine sweat, and the whole figure seemed to be pulled out of the water, and the color of her lips recovered, not as white as before.
The body in the palm slowly warmed up.
Tamara closed his eyes and clenched the bead.
Yaoying's consciousness has not recovered yet. She doesn't know what happened. She just felt sweaty and uncomfortable. She struggled to sit up, "Where's Li Xuanzhen?"
she asked again.
Tamara was expressionless.
Everyone else in the room was going to kneel and pray in front of the Buddha. Unexpectedly, Yaoying, who was dying a moment ago, actually woke up on her own. She was stunned for a while, and she rushed forward with ecstasy.
"Princess! You're all right!"
"Is it better? Where is the pain?"
Yaoying rubbed her head, "I'm fine..."
She remembered what happened before she fell into a coma.
"Why is the Regent here?"
Tamara stood up and went out without saying a word.
The author has something to say: "I am so afraid of life..." The whole sentence quoted the Buddha's verse, and the last chapter also quoted two Buddha's verse, and I forgot to mark it.