"Will you give it to me?" Wen Qinglan's mood relaxed, but she still held the dagger tightly, but not as strongly as before.
Wen Qingzhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Her poisonous smoke had already taken effect. As long as she delayed it for another two-quarters of an hour and released Wen Qinglan, she could save Ping Shu.
"Ahem!" Wen Qinglan suddenly coughed violently and covered her mouth with her other hand.
After letting go of her hand, her palm was covered with black blood. She looked at the blood in her hand in horror, her legs became weak, and she exclaimed: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! The emperor has helped me detoxify, how could it relapse again?" ?”
Instantly, Wen Qinglan raised her head and stared at Wen Qingzhu with her scarlet eyes: "It's you! You poisoned me!"
While speaking, Wen Qinglan raised her hand without hesitation and stabbed Liang Pingshu fiercely.
"Stop!" Wen Qingzhu immediately rushed forward.
At this moment, she wished she knew martial arts or hadn't let Beidou leave.
At the critical moment, an afterimage flashed before his eyes.
With the sound of bones breaking, a cold light flashed before his eyes, and blood flew in the air. Wen Qinglan looked at her hands that had been chopped off in disbelief.
The cold light flashed again, and the sword sank directly into Wen Qinglan's heart.
Her body and hands fell to the ground together. When she finally looked at the man in front of her to save Liang Pingshu, a strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth.
When Wen Qingzhu saw Wen Qinglan's smile from the corner of his eyes, he subconsciously felt something was wrong and quickly shouted: "Wait!"
Unfortunately, it was already too late. The person who came was Lu Lei. He couldn't wait to cut the rope and let Liang Pingshu down.
The moment the rope broke, Lu Lei instinctively felt that there was danger approaching above his head.
Seriously injured, he had just raised his Qing Gong to the extreme, which was already his final limit.
Injury added to injury, Lu Lei caught Liang Pingshu without hesitation and turned over to protect her.
Ten poisonous darts fell from the sky and nailed Lu Lei directly on the back.
With a pop, Lu Lei couldn't control himself and sprayed a mouthful of blood on Liang Pingshu's face.
At this time, Liang Pingshu opened her eyes because of the severe pain in her leg, and her vision was instantly stained red with blood.
After finally confirming that Liang Pingshu was safe and sound, Lu Lei was completely relieved. He didn't even have time to raise a smile on his lips before he threw himself on Liang Pingshu.
"Lu Lei! Lu Lei!" At this moment, Liang Pingshu broke down and cried. She wished Lu Lei had not come to save her.
Arriving at their side, Wen Qingzhu quickly dragged Lu Lei over, took out two purple pills, handed them all to Liang Pingshu and said, "Take one, then chew it up and feed it to Lu Lei! I'll help him detoxify as soon as possible!"
He turned back and looked at Lu Lei. His back was facing the sky. In addition to dozens of poison darts, there were also two wounds more than a foot long. He hurriedly tore his robes into pieces and tied them to stop the bleeding, but to no avail.
Judging from Lu Lei's increasingly darker complexion, he had lost too much blood and suffered severe internal injuries. Now he was poisoned and his pulse was rapidly weakening.
Liang Pingshu next to her endured the severe pain and fed the chewed purple pills to Lu Lei, but it took some time for the medicine to take effect, but Lu Lei didn't have much time.
Liang Pingshu grabbed Lu Lei's increasingly cold hand and cried bitterly: "Qingzhu! Please save him! Save him!"
Internal and external injuries and severe pain, any movement will affect the whole body.
Wen Qingzhu hesitated for a while and finally made a decision: "Be careful not to let Lu Lei bite his tongue! I'll pull out the poison dart for him first!"
Several poison darts were pulled out, and the crimson blood had turned black. The most terrifying thing was that the blood continued to flow.
He used gold sore medicine and a bandage to press the wound. Because the internal injuries were too severe, he could not use maximum pressure to stop the bleeding, which further led to Lu Lei's bad condition.
Liang Pingshu kept following Wen Qingzhu's instructions to help, no longer caring about the injury on her calf.
Unfortunately, within a few moments, the worst happened and Lu Lei's heartbeat stopped.
Liang Pingshu kept holding his head and paying attention to Lu Lei's condition. At this moment, she was confused.
"Don't be in a daze! Help turn him over! There's still a chance!" Wen Qingzhu shouted, accidentally glancing behind him. Beidou hadn't come over yet. Is there something wrong with Fu Lie too
After turning over, Wen Qingzhu quickly performed CPR on Lu Lei, which was the method she used to save Fu Lie last time.
The strength and speed gradually increased and accelerated. Even though she had used her maximum strength, Lu Lei's heartbeat still did not recover.
Tears flowed from Wen Qingzhu's eyes. She wished she had the tools to save Fu Lie beside her.
Time passed slowly, and in the main hall, Liang Pingshu's cry shook the world. She hugged Lu Lei, whose body was cold, and cried heartbreakingly.
"Lu Lei! Wake up! Wake up! Why do you want to save me! Why do you want to save me?"
I don't know how long it took, but a glimmer of morning light came on outside the door, and someone rushed to the door.
He saw Liang Pingshu's face and body covered in blood, and Lu Lei's body in her arms was completely cold.
Wen Qingzhu turned his back to him, lowered his head, and looked at the two people in front of him stiffly.
Bottles, jars, gold and silver needles, and various small and easy-to-carry tools were scattered around her.
The bottles and jars were empty, and the gold and silver needles and tools were covered with jet-black blood, which had now dried and turned into deep black.
The visitor slowly walked over. He knelt slumped in front of Lu Lei and wanted to reach out to touch Liang Pingshu's shoulder, but stopped suddenly when he fell.
It was too late for him now, so what qualifications did he have to comfort her.
Looking at Lu Lei's expression, he finally spoke, his voice was so calm that he could not imagine: "County Lord, Lu Lei is dead."
Liang Pingshu raised her head with a calm expression, raised her hand and slapped the man in front of her, and said very calmly: "Lu Lei is not dead!"
There was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and Xi'er, Jin Yuanbao, and the emperor hurried over.
When she saw the tragic scene in the house, Xi'er was so frightened that she went weak, but she still forced herself to walk in, holding back her tears and said to Wen Qingzhu: "Princess! The regent and Beidou were seriously injured and are now unconscious! Go back and take a look. Look."
Wen Qingzhu sat on his knees on the ground, his legs were numb, and his coat was stained with blood.
She slowly twisted her neck and looked behind her. At this moment, the morning light was like sloping golden sand, spreading out and falling on the bright yellow figure, making him look so tall!
"Ha, hahahaha..." The hall was silent, no one spoke, only Wen Qingzhu's sad laughter echoed in the room.
After a while, Wen Qingzhu raised his hand and told Xi'er: "Help me up."
Xi'er quickly held her arm, and Wen Qingzhu stood up slowly. Her legs were too numb to move, but she still forced herself to stand up.
Slowly walking towards the door, Wen Qingzhu stopped beside Jiang Yuanhan, looked at the morning sun outside the door and said, "Your Majesty, you win."
Jiang Yuanhan clenched his fists and looked at Liang Pingshu in front of him calmly. She hugged Lu Lei's head tightly and stared at herself in front of her without saying a word.
In her eyes, Jiang Yuanhan saw endless hatred, the kind of hatred that was restrained and calm but like the vast sea.
Jiang Yuanhan knew that Liang Pingshu wanted to kill him.
All this happened because of him.
After walking out of the door, Wen Qingzhu seemed to have thought of something. He stopped and looked back inside the house and said, "Xiushan, take good care of Pingshu. From now on, you are the only one who can protect her."
Standing in front of Liang Pingshu, Cui Xiushan trembled, and then solemnly promised: "I will do it!"
Walking out of Qianyuan Palace, there was no one in the long palace corridor.
Wen Qingzhu walked to the exit of the palace and saw Fan Rong leading the troops from the Ministry of War to clean up the blood stains on the street.
He sat on the tall horse, pursed his lips tightly, and looked at the arm guard left in front of him.
There were several knife marks on this arm guard. Fan Rong just looked at it quietly, his eyes full of vicissitudes of life and regret.
Wen Qingzhu walked slowly over, stepping on the ground that had not yet been cleaned, and came to Fan Rong step by step with bloody footprints.
Looking at the arm guards on the ground, Wen Qingzhu said calmly: "I never quite understand. Lord Fan knows that Fan Ling will die if he continues like this, why didn't he stop him?"
Fan Rong withdrew his gaze, looked at the pale Wen Qingzhu and asked, "Princess, you know that the matter between you and the emperor will involve many people, but you still haven't continued."
Without saying anything else to her, Fan Rong clamped his horse's belly, took up the reins, and directed the soldiers to work faster.
The carriage on the road passed by and stopped in front of Wen Qingzhu. Wen Qingzhu did not get on the carriage immediately, but looked towards the south of the city.
Wherever he looked, the capital city under the morning sun should be bustling and bustling.
But the silence in front of him only made Wen Qingzhu feel desolate.
Rushing back to the palace, Yang Liuzheng came out of the bedroom door. He quickly said: "Princess, the regent is okay, you should go and see Beidou first!"
"Where is Beidou?" Wen Qingzhu subconsciously looked to the side room, where a maid was coming in and out.
Following Yang Liu's pointing, she turned around and walked over.
When she arrived in the room, she saw Shaoyao standing in front of the bed, holding a utility knife in his hand, but he hesitated to move.
Wen Qingzhu walked over quickly, and when he reached Shaoyao's side, he saw Beidou lying on his back, with three barbed hooks stuck in front of his chest, and his face was very pale.
Seeing her coming, Shaoyao asked with a pale face, "Princess! I, I don't dare to do anything. Two of the three barbs are close to the heart."
"It's okay! I'll do it!" Wen Qingzhu took the knife calmly.
Shaoyao quickly stepped aside, and Xi'er happened to see Beidou on the bed, and the blood on her lips suddenly disappeared.
About two hours later, Wen Qingzhu took out the barb ditch, but Beidou lost too much blood and fainted.
He has a special constitution, and outsiders cannot give him blood transfusions at all, so he has to rely on him to fight it off.
Putting down his tools, Wen Qingzhu slowly walked out of the room and saw Fu Lie sitting at the table wearing a coat.
Wen Qingzhu quickly walked over, turned his wrist, and checked his condition.
"I'm okay. Beidou blocked the fatal blow for me. I just need a little rest." Fu Lie raised his hand and smoothed out the hair that was stuck to the cold sweat on her forehead.
"How come it's okay! If I hadn't taken Beidou over! You might have-" Wen Qingzhu's voice choked up and he couldn't continue.
Thinking of the situation at that time, she felt frightened.
But she let Beidou go, but Lu Lei still died.
She looked into Fu Lie's eyes, which were full of tears: "I'm sorry, I didn't know the situation would be so serious."
Fu Lie shook his head and said solemnly: "No matter whether you have a bet with him or not, he will definitely do this. From very early on, he was not the person we knew."
"Then now..." Wen Qingzhu remembered that in the main hall of Qianyuan Palace, Jiang Yuanhan saw Lu Lei's death, and his expression did not waver at all, as if this was how it should be.
At this moment, Wen Qingzhu suddenly had a thought in his mind, could such an emperor really become a wise emperor
Fu Lie seemed to have read through her thoughts and stretched out his other hand to cover the back of Wen Qingzhu's hand: "Don't worry, I won't just watch him kill Zhongliang and harm the people."
"Yes." Wen Qingzhu nodded, but she still felt that Fu Lie would not overthrow the Jiang family's rule.
For a whole day, no one came out of the capital, and the silence was so disturbing.
At night, the weather gets cooler.
Wen Qingzhu sat in the courtyard, looking up at the stars in the sky.
Lu Tao took out the cloak and gently put it on her: "Princess, be careful of catching a cold."
"Whether you catch a cold or not, what's the difference?" Wen Qingzhu withdrew his gaze and looked at Lu Tao, his eyes full of sadness.