Song Song was quite anxious, he frowned, thinking about the key points repeatedly.
As the guard of the city defense camp, Dongwei has to pass through a very lively Yongchun Street from the palace. The night is as lively as the day, and it is a place where many people who have a little spare money are willing to go shopping for fun. Building, people who can't sleep at night and are very lively will go there.
In other words, there are not only ordinary people, but also some dignitaries.
What would happen if he was Li Xiao and suddenly saw the palace on fire when Dongwei was fighting the fire, and Li Xiao was pregnant and left in the palace with no strength
He would gallop back quickly to make sure Li Xiao was not injured.
Then, what if you want to pass through a lively Yongchun Street? What if the son of any high-ranking official happened to be killed on Li Xiao's way back? Killing Song Song is actually very easy, but killing Li Xiao is not easy. If he wants to kill Li Xiao, he will definitely send a dead man to pretend to be a commoner, and lead Li Xiao, who was anxious to come back, to kill him on the road.
Song Song turned around immediately and said, "Let's go out of the house and send someone to lead a fast horse here."
"You're going out now? The city defense camp is on fire. Do you know how chaotic it is outside?"
Butler Qi also looked over in amazement.
Song Song did not speak, Bai Yan followed him without saying a word, several times in the middle of the way, the sword of the assassin was about to pierce him, Bai Yan pulled him to escape, and then looked at Song Song, but he did not walk for a moment. He stopped and walked forward, his eyes were firm, and he didn't see the slightest panic.
Bai Yan was close to him, and he came to kill one. His sword was very fast. He was obviously a top expert by Li Xiao's side. The purpose was also very clear, that is, to protect Song Song at every step.
All the way out of the palace, there was no shadow of the patrolmen on the street, Song Song continued to walk forward, Ji Ying clinging to him like a piece of paper, shamelessly rubbing against Bai Yan's protection.
The sound of hooves came from his ears. It was Steward Qi. He jumped off the horse and said, "Can you ride?"
"You can try."
He had never ridden a horse in the past and this life, and when he was crawling up the horse, he accidentally slipped off. Ji Ying reached out to support him and said, "You go by yourself?"
"Bai Yan is with me."
Of course, Song Song couldn't run out and die by himself. Although the assassins of the palace were fighting with the guards at the moment, who knew if there would be any outside, not to mention his poor equestrian skills, it would be miserable if he was thrown off.
Bai Yan, who received the order, mounted his horse neatly and said, "Offend me."
He stretched out one hand from behind Song Song, held the reins of the horse, and rushed out with the horse's belly.
The horse just rushed out not far, when a masked man suddenly drew his sword from the roof on one side, Bai Yan blocked it with his backhand, the swords collided, and the tiger's mouth was slightly numb from the shock, and he looked stunned and said, "Yes Master."
He slapped the horse's hips and jumped up with strength, and had to fight with each other.
Song Song hurriedly grabbed the reins, lifted his feet clumsily several times, and barely hooked the pedals. Once there were no guards around, he couldn't help but feel nervous. At this moment, he noticed a figure falling on his side. Behind him, when he turned his head, it was Ji Ying's fellow. He said, "The white guards fought with that man so hot, it seems that only I can barely protect you."
Song Song thanked him.
The horse rushed into Yongchun Street, Song Song hurriedly tightened the reins and stopped. Yongchun Street is brightly lit and lively—unusually lively.
The windows upstairs are wide open, and some people stick their heads out to look east, and there are also people downstairs watching, but if you look closely, you will find that some people are immersing themselves in the lively, while frequently growing up. Looking at the end of the street, it seems that he is waiting for something.
Ji Ying also felt that standing on the horse's back was too high-profile, so he sat down behind him and said, "It looks like you don't have to worry."
Song Song stretched out his hand and pushed him off the horse. Ji Ying was about to say something when he saw that he himself got off the horse. Song Song put on the cap of his cloak and said, "Let's go over and find your Highness first."
Ji Ying weighed it, the white guard and the master still don't know whether to win or lose, and the assassins in the palace don't know if they have cleaned up.
I had to say, "Okay."
Song Song abandoned the overly conspicuous horse and stepped into the lively street. While quietly observing the people around him, he crossed as quickly as possible.
Ji Ying followed him, also paying attention to the person on the side, and said in a low voice, "Do you think there is something unusual here?"
Song Song said, "It's just a guess."
But it's very strange. The fire in the palace is still burning, but Li Xiao has not disappeared. Song Song can only speculate that he is being entangled by someone.
Away from the lively crowd, Song Song immediately ran towards Dongweiying, Ji Ying frowned, and continued to follow him with trembling, "You run slower, be careful of the children."
As soon as these words came out, Song Song's footsteps involuntarily slowed down for a moment, but then, his worries about Li Xiao made him speed up his pace again. He walked out of the lively Yongchun Street and walked a little further, and he could see it when he turned a corner. He arrived at Dongwei Camp, but at this moment, a few men in black appeared. Ji Ying was taken aback. , but the martial arts attainments are obviously not deep.
The two of them were quickly forced to retreat, and when they were about to retreat, there was a rush of hooves.
A figure carrying a blood-stained long knife, with a storm-like murderous aura, stared at the direction of the fire in the palace, walking all the way.
"Your Highness!!"
Although it was late at night, he still hadn't seen the other's face clearly, but from his riding posture, Song Song had already recognized him.
He was standing on the street of Yongchun, and when he saw the man immediately flew up, he rushed towards him like a wolf like a tiger.
Song Song stood still, his heart calmed down because he was getting closer to Li Xiao, he was relieved, his arm was pulled by Ji Ying again, but the long knife that brushed his ear still made his neck cold. He turned sideways, and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Li Xiao's figure speeding up, his long knife raised high, and the bright red blood splashed on the snow-white cloak like ink.
His heartbeat was beating fast, his brain was stuffy, he subconsciously raised his hand to cover his neck, a little wet, he was a little dazed, thinking that he was going to die.
"Song'er!" A hand pressed on his neck, Li Xiao's eyes were splitting: "Song'er, how are you?"
"I..." Just as Song Song was about to speak, Ji Ying said, "It's not a big problem if the skin is scratched, don't cover it, and if you press harder on his artery, you will really cut off his artery."
Li Xiao immediately let go, and Song Song was also a little embarrassed. Li Xiao took out the silk handkerchief and pressed it on his neck, repeatedly confirming with him, "How is it, does it hurt?"
Song Song shook his head, Ji Ying rolled his eyes and said, "It's all bleeding, how can it not hurt."
Li Xiao ignored him. He reached out to touch Song Song's head and whispered, "Why did you come out?"
"I'm worried about you."
If Li Xiao, who was in that state just now, didn't happen to see Song Song, once he entered Yongchun Street, he was afraid that he would have to kill a bloody path.
"What about you?" Song Song looked him up and down, worried: "Are you hurt?"
"Never."
Song Song completely put his heart down, smiled relaxedly, and then lost consciousness as his body softened.
When he woke up again, he had returned to the palace, and the wound on his neck had also been treated carefully, but his abdomen was a little uncomfortable.
There was no one in the room, not even Li Xiao. He closed his eyes again and rested for a while, pressing his palms on his abdomen and stroking them.
The heavy curtain was suddenly lifted, Li Xiao walked in, Song Song opened his eyes, and he said, "Awake? How is your body?"
Song Song wanted to say it was fine, but the cold pain in his abdomen made his smile unnatural. Everything he had experienced last night came back to his heart, and his eyes were slightly red: "I... my stomach hurts."
Li Xiao immediately went out to call Ji Ying, but after a while, an imperial doctor came, and after consulting Song Song, he said, "It's because the fetal gas has moved a little, and the lower official has prescribed a few prescriptions, and then we need to rest and recuperate. "
Song Song was a little overwhelmed: "Move, move the tire... What will happen?"
"As long as the princess takes a good rest, it's fine." The old doctor was very kind, and after comforting Song Song, he wrote down the words, Li Xiao ordered someone to send him away, and then handed the prescription to Steward Qi: "You watch the medicine yourself. "
Butler Qi hurried to do it, Li Xiao sat beside him, his warm palms stretched in from the quilt to hold his abdomen, and said, "Is this better?"
With a warm abdomen, Song Song nodded and asked, "How is Bai Yan?"
"He was slightly injured. Ji Ying saw it last night, and he was fine."
"What happened to Ji Ying?"
"He has a fever." Li Xiao said: "He has cold poison and is extremely afraid of the cold. He suddenly caught fire last night. He got up in a hurry and froze."
Song Song was relieved, put his hand on the back of Li Xiao's hand, and asked, "What happened yesterday, does Your Highness have any clues?"
"It's very strange." Li Xiao said: "Yesterday there was a fire in Dongwei Camp, and Yongchun Street was still lively and brightly lit. It was very strange."
It is really strange that the common people who encountered a little things changed and shrunk in the past, so many officers and soldiers going back and forth in Yongchun Street yesterday, but still very comfortable.
Song Song immediately told him his speculation: "Will it be the queen again? She wanted you to kill people last time at the Tianzi Tower, and this time it seems that this is the idea."
"My father is eyeing her, she doesn't have time to plan these things now, what's more, I couldn't rush back to the palace in time yesterday, because when the Dongwei camp was running out of water, someone took advantage of the chaos to kill Fu Zhao. Some people suspected that I killed it, and I couldn't get away for a while."
At that time, Fu Zhao changed the brand that the queen gave to Qin Zhihe, causing Qin Ning to lose her official position and making it difficult for the queen to ride a tiger, so the person who killed Fu Zhao this time should be the queen.
And if the queen really tried her best to get Li Xiao to kill on Yongchun Street, she would not take advantage of the chaos to pay Zhao's life, because she had to ensure that Li Xiao walked into Yongchun Street smoothly.
"So, there was a fire in Dongwei Camp yesterday, the palace was on fire, and I was assassinated... Is there someone else? And the Queen might only temporarily send someone to kill Fu Zhao after Dongwei Camp ran out of water?"
"Exactly."
"Then, the Queen helped her Highness by mistake this time." If the Queen didn't send someone to kill Fu Zhao, no one would suspect Li Xiaomo's hand. If it weren't for this delay, Maybe by the time Song Song rushed over from the palace, Li Xiao had already killed the 'people' who had been arranged early in the morning on Yongchun Street.
Song Song's mind was a little confused: "Someone used the queen's method to kill you, and... There were so many 'people' in Yongchun Street last night, this person is really a big hand, who else in Kyoto can do this? "
"The people who fought against Bai Yan yesterday used swords, but their moves were quite heavy, as if they were used to swords. Most of our officers and soldiers wore swords, while Jin people were good at swords."
Song Song was stunned: "His Royal Highness means... the people of the Jin Kingdom did it?"
If it was a country, the assassination operation yesterday would be clear. No matter how stupid the queen is, one strategy cannot be used twice, but others can. Moreover, in the incident yesterday, when Song Song was successfully killed, Li Xiao, the killing god, was abolished. May be excessive grief. Even if it is unsuccessful, combined with the failure of the Tianzi Tower to stimulate Li Xiao, the queen can help carry the blame.
That person must be quite aware of the competition between Li Xiao and the queen, knowing that no matter which one fails, he can reap the benefits.
Song Song puffed out his cheeks, rolled his eyes and went through the matter in his mind, slowly let out a breath, and looked at the top of the bed in a dazed way, saying:
"What should I do, Xianggong, I'm so scared."
Li Xiao; "… "
The hand he put on Song Song's abdomen trembled slightly, and his face came closer to him: "Say it again."
Song Song said, "I'm a little scared."
"That's not it."
Song Song said, "What, what should I do?"
"..." Li Xiao squinted at him, Song Song rolled his eyes, and his abdomen was gently pressed by him, listening to him: "Pretend again, I will trouble you."
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