"Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao!" the emperor shook his son's shoulder suddenly.

The third prince suddenly stood up, the bones of his whole body made a thunderous explosion, and beads of blood oozed from under his skin. His eyes were red, and his mouth let out a demonic howl.

He pounced towards the nearest assassin to him, the female assassin backhanded a sword, the long sword pierced his shoulder, Chu instantaneously let out a huge roar from his mouth, shaking the female assassin to the point of bleeding from the mouth and nose, he quickly pulled out the sword on his shoulder and stabbed it into her heart, the thick blood splashed half of his face, he licked the blood on his face, revealing a look like a new life.

The strange scene in front of them was shocking, they fell to the floor in an extremely intimate position, and the three princes twitched the sword that had been stabbed in the heart of the female assassin, trying to drink more blood.

Chu instantaneously felt a big hole open in his heart, and he needed to drink more blood to fill the emptiness inside.

"Brother, ......" The eldest prince was also stunned, he watched his usually docile and well-behaved brother pounce on the woman's chest like a beast, and the female assassin on the opposite side seized the moment when the prince lost his mind, kicked the sword in his hand with his toes, biting a strand of broken hair in his mouth, and his eyes were blood-red.

"Stop him! don't let him run away!" roared the Emperor.

The belated guards surrounded the three princes, they were afraid, pointed their spears at his chest, they did not dare to take a step closer, but the next moment the prince had disappeared, he appeared next to one of the guards, with a thick smell of blood in his mouth, he lifted the guard and threw it out of the court, the unfortunate guard fell on the eagle banner and nailed him alive, and the blood stained half of the flag blood-red.

The guards were in disarray, and the Third Prince picked up the spears on the ground and fought them bloodily, the spears piercing through their armored bodies as easily as if they were pieces of broken paper, and his attacks were unskillful and only pure violence.

"Don't stop me, I'm going to save him. The guards surrounded His Majesty the Emperor, Su Weiyin pulled out the long knife at his waist, stood in front of the emperor, and looked at the boy in front of him.

A touch of red yarn swept behind Chu Xianzhao, he turned around, his vision was scarlet, and the female assassin who had just kicked off the sword in the hand of the eldest prince was standing in front of him, she stabbed forward suddenly, Chu Xianzhao met the sword, the long sword grazed his shoulder, his right hand just held the neck of the female assassin, she was picked up by him like a dying swan, and she didn't know whether it was sadness or helplessness in her eyes.

Before Chu Xianzhao could crush her neck, the sound of iron tearing the air sounded behind her, and the flying cymbals hit Chu Xianzhao's back, as soon as he was in pain, he let go of his clenched right hand, and the female assassin fell to the ground, and five tragic fingerprints appeared on her delicate neck.

Chu Xianzhao was furious, pulled out the sword stuck in his shoulder, and threw it towards the female assassin behind him, the long sword was like a cold glow that sank into her chest, and the blood was red like a sunset.

"Let's go!" The female assassin who fell in a pool of blood supported her body and said her last words to the woman behind Chu Xianzhao.

She struggled to stand up, Chu Longque grabbed her shirt and pulled it violently, her radiant body was exposed to the air, as white as snow, he pulled out a gauze scarf from the female assassin's chest, the female assassin was stunned, raised her right hand and pumped it at Chu Longque's face.

"Smack!" Chu Xuanzhao's consciousness sobered up slightly, and he saw that he was holding a blood-soaked scarf in his hand, and the half-naked woman in front of him was sobbing in a low voice, crying like a child.

"I'm ......" Chu Xianzhao looked at her at a loss, and the next second the female assassin stood up, thin iron wires pierced out from under her sleeves, hooking the eaves beast under the eaves, the falcon that had been hovering in the sky, swooped down, the sharp eagle claws cut her shoulders, she endured the severe pain and jumped over, and disappeared into the night.

Chu Xianzhao stood in a daze, several corpses surrounded him, he looked at his sister Wang, the imperial brother looked at him like a devil, His Majesty the Emperor was the first to settle his mind, he beckoned to Chu Xianzhao: "Little Bird, come to my father." ”

"I-" He suddenly felt the world spin around and crashed to the ground.

......

......

The woman stumbled to the corner of the wall, leaning against the wall and gasping for breath, warm blood was bleeding from the falcon scratch on her shoulder, she picked up a paper bag next to the potted plant, turned her head and bit open the paper bag, which emitted black powder, she sprinkled the powder on her shoulder to stop the bleeding, the stinging pain in her shoulder was temporarily eliminated, she hung her head weakly, and her eyes were full of loneliness.

"Sister Yu, are you there?" there was a call from outside the door.

"Who!" she struggled to sit up, her voice tinged with sternness.

"Sister Yu, it's me, An Dingjun has been waiting for you all night, and Xiao Xiao is also looking for you everywhere, why are you only coming back now!" The warm female voice came into her ears, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little Yinzi, I want to take a shower, can you help me get a bucket of water?" her voice had a hint of pleading, she couldn't let the girl look at her like this, her face was covered with cold sweat, and the room was filled with the thick smell of blood.

"I'll fetch water for you, Sister Yu, wait a minute. The girl outside the door trotted away.

The woman looked at the vase on the desk faintly, the voice of her companion when he died just now was still echoing in her head, tears seeped out of her eyes, she bit her crystal clear peach lips hard, it seemed that blood would gush out in the next second, she regretted that her actions were so reckless, she should have waited, in her expectation, that quiet sword could have taken the life of His Majesty the Emperor.

But she stabbed his child, and the moment the sword sank into his chest, she seemed to feel like she had pierced something, and the touch from the tip of the sword made her tremble quietly.

It was simply the scene of the demon in the world, and it might become a nightmare for her next life, and then His Royal Highness let out a beast-like howl, slaughtering her companions like sheep, without mercy, His Royal Highness, who fell into madness, was not like a human, and even the palace guards were killed by him, it was simply a beast in captivity in the deep palace, eating people without spitting bones.

The little maid walked into the bathhouse with a bucket of steaming water, the woman was pulled back to reality by the sound of the hot water washing the bluestone slab, she rubbed her sore forehead, and stood up with her slender hand on the desk: "Xiao Yin'er, you can go out, just let me do the rest." ”

"Sister Yu, do you want to sprinkle flowers today?"

"No, I'll do the rest. Again, she emphasized.

"Sister Yu, are you really okay? An Dingjun has been waiting for you for more than an hour. The little guy asked suspiciously.

"Tell An Dingjun that Sister Yu is not in good health today, so I can't receive him, please ask him to go back. She took a deep breath.

"But ......"

"Little Hidden Son!" she scolded.

The little maid stopped arguing with her, listening to her distant footsteps, she pushed open the door, covered her bloody body, poured the powder in the medicine bag into the hot water, the slightest wisp of medicine smoke drilled into her nose, she took off her veil, slowly climbed into the wooden plate, let the gentle smell seep into her body, at this time she had a tingling feeling all over her body, as if she would fall asleep at any time.

In the milky steam, she was so tired that she leaned against the edge of the barrel, carefully wiping the blood stains on her body, the medicinal power was stimulated by the hot water, and the whole room was full of breath, she felt as if she had returned to her childhood, in her home in Libei, when she was sitting not in a wooden barrel, but in a bath cut out of a whole rock, the pool was sprinkled with peach-colored petals, and her mother sat by the bath, combing her long hair, and then braiding it into two small braids.

The arrival of the army of the country of Taru was so sudden, the country was ruined in an instant, the father of the rich side was hanged on the city wall, the wealth of the family was looted, and the mother was carried away by the soldiers of Zunguo like pigs and sheep.

An old servant desperately took her away, and in the process of fleeing, he was shot in the shoulder by a sharp arrow, and the two of them were like a pair of granddaughters mixed in the tide of refugees, and when she looked back, there were falling human heads everywhere on the city, their faces were different, but they were engraved with the same pain, and the soldiers waved their whips to disperse the children of the city, and their cries were earth-shattering.

It didn't take long for the old servant who took her to escape also died of an arrow wound, she traveled a long way from the north to Yinguo, fortunately she had outstanding appearance, plus she played the piano well, and was forced to survive, so she became the Qin Ji in the Qinglou, fortunately she didn't have to sell herself, but if necessary, she would still do it.

After all, chastity is not even as good as a copper plate compared to survival.

"You've failed. The voice came from the window, like a wind blowing in the distance.

The man in black and red sat in front of the window, looking at the woman in the barrel from afar, in the hazy steam, you could see the woman's soft figure and long black hair from time to time, even if the wound on her shoulder was so tragic, it still could not hide her milky skin, the woman raised her head slightly, and did not explain anything.

"Do you need me to apologize?" she smiled miserably, and there was a long sword next to the barrel in the bathroom, and she could raise it at any time if the man spoke, and she was reunited with her family.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking? Even if you die, you won't meet them, death is death, cold as frost, and in the process of dying you won't meet anyone, only yourself. The man's eyes swelled with a faint golden light, like fireflies in the night sky.

"I hate it when you look at my heart. ”

"I have no interest in your heart, I only care about the result. The man said coldly.

He had always been like this, ruthless, she hung her head helplessly, he walked up to her, raised his slender hand to hold the barrel and said sharply: "I bought you, you are mine, once you lose your usefulness, I will abandon you like garbage, you know?"

"Actually, I knew it from the beginning. She said softly.

Such a master-servant relationship seemed twisted, but she was used to this feeling, and since she was thirteen years old, she had been killing people for him and providing all kinds of information, and it had been almost ten years now, during which time he was as cold as a brother, sometimes speaking ill words, but sometimes solving all kinds of difficult guests for her behind her back.

The man looked at her for a long time, and then slapped the woman in the face without mercy, half of the woman's cheeks were red, and the corners of her eyes were slightly bleeding.

The woman did not show any pain, but turned her right face to the man: "It turns out that I am such a failed person, even the man I love the most treats me like a beast." ”

"Don't say such things that don't have any value. His voice was still hoarse.

The woman raised her head, and at this time she breathed rapidly, and the sweat fell down her forehead, and the red in the corners of her eyes made her look extremely charming.

The man was silent for a moment, looking at the woman's slender neck like a swan, he used his best strength to choke the woman's neck, even more powerful than Chu Xianzhao, the woman hugged his neck to death, and the man was like a beast that tore at the prey, they kissed to the death, crazy and crazy.

After a long time, they separated, and the man took out a silver-plated dagger from his waist and stuck it on the edge of the barrel: "A tail finger, left-handed, I still need you to hold a sword." ”

The woman was stunned for a moment, pulled out the dagger and pressed it against the little finger like a spring sprout, blood gushed out, and the broken finger fell into the bucket, the woman still looked at the man stubbornly, and the man turned away and didn't look at her again.

"What's your name, my name is Su Nianyu, and Princess Jieyu from the north also has a Yu character. ”

"I'm so hungry, can you give me a steamed bun to eat? ”

"Useful people, what is a useful person, you tell me if it's good or not, I'll try to do it. ”

"I'm so scared, his blood ...... He kept looking at me when he died. ”

"I've always remembered, not afraid, not back-down, I wish I could always be there for you. ”

"You don't love me......"

"You talk a lot of nonsense! Assassins don't need mouths, the moment you raise the dagger in your hand, the world will speak for you. The teenager in memory said indifferently.

In the slightly cool hot water, the naked woman curled up in the bucket with her little finger covered, her tears long since dry, and a happy smile on her face.