After taking several steps back, Wen Qingzhu almost fell down when Lu Tao arrived.
She grabbed Wen Qingzhu and helped her sit down on the steps.
After resting for a while, Yang Liu and Pei Yi came over.
Wen Qingzhu was still sweating coldly on his forehead. This was the closest he had ever come to seeing the impermanence of black and white.
She looked up at Pei Yi and said with admiration: "It turns out Mr. Pei's archery skills are so good!"
Pei Yi handed the long bow to Yang Liu and said modestly: "Just average, still far behind General Fu."
Hearing him mention Fu Lie, Wen Qingzhu stood up holding Lu Tao's hand.
Glancing at the corpses all over the yard, Wen Qingzhu looked at Pei Yi and said, "The situation here is so complicated. Mr. Pei has always been wise in protecting himself. I thought you would leave?"
"I originally wanted to leave, but suddenly I saw a chess game in the flower hall. I thought maybe I should stay." Pei Yi looked at her, his eyes gradually getting deeper.
Wen Qingzhu looked at the mess in the yard: "If Mr. Pei is willing to come down, that would be the best!"
After saying this, she took out a flare and fired it into the sky.
Blood-red fireworks shot straight into the sky, blooming into a blood-red flower in the dark night.
Fu Lie, far outside the capital, finally saw the long-lost signal flare.
He raised his head and looked in the direction of the capital: "Let's go!"
A quarter of an hour later, Wen Qingzhu and the others met a group of people on the way to Qianyuan Palace.
Su Huo raised his hand to tell everyone to stop.
"Mr. Pei, please take Xiaoyi and Miss Wen to Qianyuan Palace. I will take care of them here."
"Don't worry, Mr. Su, I will definitely do it!" Pei Yi cupped his hands and turned around with Wen Qingzhu and the others.
Zhou Yi held Su Huo's hand and refused to let go: "Brother Su, you must take care of yourself! Come back as soon as possible!"
"Come over quickly!" Su Huo pushed Zhou Yi's hand away and turned his back.
Wen Qingzhu took Zhou Yi's hand and persuaded her: "Let's go! It's okay, the emperor will not let anything happen to Su Huo!"
After pulling Zhou Yi away, Wen Qingzhu followed Pei Yi around a corner, planning to take a detour to Qianyuan Palace.
When we were almost there, before we turned the corner, a eunuch covered in blood suddenly ran out and fell to the ground with a thud.
The moment he saw Wen Qingzhu, the eunuch's eyes lit up, he stretched out his bloody hand and shouted: "Wen, Miss Wen!"
Wen Qingzhu took a closer look, wasn't this the eunuch beside Eunuch Fang
Quickly stepping forward, Wen Qingzhu squatted in front of him and clasped his wrist.
Excessive bleeding! We are almost running out of gas!
"No, don't do it, Qianyuan Palace, go, go, go, go..." Before the eunuch in front of him finished speaking, his breath was gone.
Wen Qingzhu stood up, looked at Pei Yi and said, "I'm afraid it's not safe over there at Qianyuan Palace. Let's turn around and go to Ganlu Palace!"
"Sister Zhou, I'll leave it to you!" Wen Qingzhu let go of Zhou Yi's hand.
Pei Yi frowned: "Are you planning to go to Qianyuan Palace by yourself?"
"Since Li Du is going to kill Concubine Wei, they will surely let the Eighth Prince go! If something happens to him, what's the point of all this we're doing!"
"Miss! I will go with you!" Lu Tao stood up immediately.
Wen Qingzhu shook his head: "Yang Liu and I can just go, you must go to Ganlu Hall!"
Looking at Pei Yi in a blink of an eye, I saw him nodded, holding Zhou Yi with one hand and Lu Tao with the other, turned around and left.
"Let's go!" Wen Qingzhu turned around and rushed to Qianyuan Palace with Yang Liu.
Before reaching the entrance of Qianyuan Palace, Wen Qingzhu heard the loud sound of fighting.
Wen Qingzhu raised his eyes and saw that from near to far, there were more and more corpses of eunuchs, maids, imperial guards, and thieves on the ground.
A strong smell of blood hit his face, and the lights of Qianyuan Palace seemed to be covered with a layer of blood.
"Miss! Why don't you go over and inquire about it first?" Yang Liu was a little worried. It was probably a time of chaos in the Qianyuan Palace.
"No! Let's go to the back of Qianyuan Palace and have a look." Wen Qingzhu turned another corner.
Yang Liu has been following her, and along the road he can see palace servants missing arms and legs.
Seeing that they were about to reach the back door of Qianyuan Palace, a group of forbidden troops appeared in the distance.
The leader happened to be Wei Yu, who was shocked when he saw them appearing here.
After Wei Yu came up quickly, he looked left and right: "How dare you come here? Now the entrance to the palace and Qianyuan Palace are full of thieves!"
"Where is the Eighth Prince?" Wen Qingzhu, regardless of anything else, must ensure Jiang Yuanhan's safety.
"He..." Wei Yu frowned, not knowing what to say.
"Jiang Yue really kept him here?!" Wen Qingzhu suddenly became very angry and grabbed Wei Yu's arm.
As long as Jiang Yue has any conscience as a father, he will take Jiang Yuanhan with him.
Wei Yu gritted his teeth: "It was the King of Chu who suggested it! He said that if the prince evacuated, the thieves would be suspicious! So the eighth prince is still in the front hall."
"Let me in!" Wen Qingzhu turned around and looked at the palace wall behind her. She knew that Qianyuan Palace had a back door through which she could exit.
"The King of Chu is facing the battle now. Nothing will happen to the Eighth Prince in the palace for the time being." Wei Yu still wanted her to evacuate as soon as possible.
"Seventh sister!"
Wen Qinglan's voice came from behind. Wen Qingzhu turned around and saw that she was coming with a group of people.
Seeing them approaching, Wei Yu was worried that Wen Qinglan was cheating, so he raised his hand to stop them.
Wen Qinglan was dressed in red attire, with gold and jade hairpin rings, smiling slightly, and stood under the protection of the imperial army.
Her gaze passed through the Forbidden Army and settled on Wen Qingzhu's face.
"It's already this time, are you still so defensive about me?"
Wen Qingzhu curled his lips and looked at her from top to bottom. This set of hairpin rings and neon clothes looked very much like the ceremony for canonizing a princess.
"It's not that I'm being defensive, but I feel that some people are too clever, and I'm afraid they'll hurt me." Wen Qingzhu waved his hand and asked the Imperial Army in front to get out of the way.
Wen Qingzhu and Wen Qinglan across from each other walked to the middle and faced each other.
"Sister, it is the Emperor's decision for the Eighth Prince to stay inside, you cannot take him away." Wen Qinglan said with a light smile.
Wen Qingzhu blinked, raised his chin slightly, and looked at her contemptuously: "Who said I would take away the Eighth Prince? Since it is His Majesty's decision, of course I will comply with it."
"Then you want to stay in Qianyuan Palace?" Wen Qinglan didn't believe it. At this time, Fu Lie didn't even rush back to the palace. He was probably stopped by King Huai's people.
She didn't believe that with Wen Qingzhu's temperament, he would stay in Qianyuan Palace for Jiang Yuanhan.
"You must know that Wen Mingxuan has been taken to the Manna Palace by Concubine Luo. Is it worth your while to risk your life for a prince who has not yet grown up?"
Wen Qingzhu looked at Wen Qinglan, whose face was gradually changing, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.
She slowly moved closer to Wen Qinglan's ear and whispered: "Anyway, His Royal Highness the King of Chu is here. I think if he really likes me, he will definitely not let me get hurt."
"Wen Qingzhu!" Wen Qinglan took a step back and raised her hand to slap him down.
Wen Qingzhu instantly raised his hand, grasped Wen Qinglan's wrist tightly, and smiled gloomily: "Can't you keep calm now? Weren't you willing to keep a low profile and be a small boy before? Now in order to block the survivors of the Yue Kingdom, the King of Chu, Why not?"
After saying these words, Wen Qingzhu shook off Wen Qinglan's hand, turned around and told Wei Yu: "Take me to the front, I want to see His Royal Highness the King of Chu!"
"How dare you!" Wen Qinglan's expression finally lost its intensity, and her beautiful and delicate face showed a bit of ferocity.
Wen Qingzhu looked sideways at the back and raised the corner of his mouth.
Then he turned around and told Wei Yu: "The King of Chu is righteous and willing to take the lead in order to protect the emperor. We should step forward to support you!"
Not long after, Wen Qingzhu and others entered Qianyuan Palace one after another.
Wen Qinglan's eyes were scarlet and ferocious, her nails were clenching her palms tightly, and she wanted to cut Wen Qingzhu into pieces right now.
Even though she had calculated everything, she still didn't dare to bet on Wen Qingzhu's weight in King Chu's heart.
"Miss, what should we do now? Do you want to follow?" a guard beside him asked.
Wen Qinglan turned around fiercely: "Where are you going! I really want to go. Concubine Wan will not let me go!"
Arriving at Qianyuan Palace, Wei Yu quickly led Wen Qingzhu to the back hall.
Almost all the palace people here have been dismissed. Walking along the road, you can only feel an emptiness and desolation.
I opened the door with a bang, and my eyes suddenly lit up.
Jiang Yuanhan was seen sitting upright in the main seat, and Jasmine stood beside him, holding his hand tightly.
Jiang Yuanhan's eyes were clearly scared, but his back was still straight.
Even though his shoulders were shaking, his face and lips were still pursed, maintaining the dignity that a prince should have.
"Yuan Han!" When Wen Qingzhu saw this scene, he almost thought he saw Fu'er and shouted out hoarsely.
Jiang Yuanhan, who thought he would wait for the thieves, collapsed emotionally when he saw Wen Qingzhu, and tears overflowed from his eyes.
"elder sister!"
He stood up immediately, but his legs were numb from sitting upright for too long.
As soon as he landed, he almost lost his balance.
Fortunately, Jasmine supported him: "Your Highness, slow down."
Wen Qingzhu walked forward quickly holding up her skirt, hugged Jiang Yuanhan, and patted his shoulder gently: "It's okay. Now that my sister is here, it will be okay."
"Yes." Jiang Yuanhan's uneasy heart calmed down and he stretched out his arms around Wen Qingzhu's waist.
Jasmine knew that Wen Qingzhu's situation was also very dangerous, so she made plans that she would not come.
Unexpectedly, she came over anyway. After wiping her tears, Jasmine held Jiang Yuanhan's hand and said, "Your Highness, please sit down and talk."
Wen Qingzhu let go of his hand and asked Jiang Yuanhan to sit down.
He was sitting on Jiang Yue's dragon chair, so he naturally gave up half of his seat. He took Wen Qingzhu's hand and said, "Sister, please take a rest too. Sister Jasmine said, if you come over, you must go to the front to see the King of Chu. I guess King Chu is not free now, so you should take a rest first and wait until Xiao Fangzi comes back before you go there."
"Xiao Fangzi is here too?" Wen Qingzhu was a little surprised. Xiao Fangzi was Eunuch Fang's favorite disciple, and the Si Gongtai would probably be handed over to him in the future.
"Is this your Majesty's intention or Eunuch Fang's intention?"
The little prescription remained, and the meaning behind it is self-evident.
"Xiao Fangzi said that my father didn't know that it was Eunuch Fang who asked him to stay and take care of us. He said that if he was in the back hall, the King of Chu would take care of it."
"Yes, I understand." Wen Qingzhu suddenly laughed, fearing that Eunuch Fang would have guessed who she was after knowing Jasmine's true identity.
"Sister, sit down." Jiang Yuanhan held her hand again.
Wen Qingzhu turned around and saw the red gold dragon chair, and his eyes sank slightly.
Jasmine saw Wen Qingzhu's concerns at a glance and explained: "Your Highness, only the Emperor and the person the Emperor offers to sit on can sit on this dragon chair."
"So what!" Jiang Yuanhan didn't care at all, "Sister is not an outsider. If I really get to sit in this position, my sister will also take credit. She can sit if I say she can!"
"Yuan Han." Wen Qingzhu's mood was a little complicated. The child trusted her almost without reservation.
"Yes, sister said." Jiang Yuanhan held her hand and didn't let go.
Wen Qingzhu looked at him seriously: "If one day in the future, my sister wants someone else to sit in this seat, will you step aside?"
"Give me! I don't really like sitting in this position, as long as I can follow my sister." Jiang Yuanhan almost blurted out without any hesitation.