was poured a large bowl of black and bitter medicinal soup, and Ye Daiwan slept well. When I woke up, the changed bedding was once again soaked with sweat. She woke up from the darkness.

Or is it still night? By the way, she seems to have a fever. Meow, what about meow? No, she's an empress now. Meowth is gone. The most beautiful elf in the world will never again call her with his sweet cry.

Sudden sadness. The sourness that struck the tip of her nose violently made Ye Daiwan feel that she was being burned stupid. How could there be so much sentimentality all of a sudden?

Ye Daiwan took off the towel on her forehead that was dried and sat up. I was still a little dizzy in front of my eyes. But it doesn't matter anymore. Now is not the time to do excess emotions. How's the situation out there? She seemed to hear the terrible sound of weapons in her dreams.

Isn't it over yet? This attack was particularly long.

She coughed twice. The throat is so dry. Can't make a sound. Ye Daiwan tried to make a sound, but there was no way to make any sound. She had no choice but to lift the quilt and get up on her own.

The room was a little dim, and there seemed to be no one, and Ye Daiwan slowly climbed out of bed. The ground is a soft carpet, and even if you step on it barefoot, you won't feel cold. But there was still a chill in the air. It's kind of weird. Is it because her fever hasn't gone away?

No, it's not. It was the fire that went out. Something must have happened. Ye Daiwan shook her figure and walked quickly back to the bed to fumble for her sword. No, the heavy eagle is not there. Ye Daiwan panicked for a while before she realized that the heavy eagle had not been recovered. She held her forehead. I'm really stupid.

She hadn't used the emperor long enough, and if she had placed the blood-stained killing weapon next to her pillow, she would probably have even less sleep. There is no tamed killing weapon, and for the holder, it is still a killing weapon, not a tool.

Ye Daiwan couldn't put the emperor next to the pillow, probably to some extent, because he didn't have the opportunity to use the sword recently. Born in danger, died in comfort. This sentence is really not wrong.

Laughing at herself, Ye Daiwan went to the wall and took the emperor off. Draw your sword. No problem with the blade. Good. Ye Daiwan leaned against the wall and carefully moved out. She opened the door to the dormitory, but did not go out immediately. It's too bad to see from here, and if it's too reckless, maybe it'll be a curtain call as soon as you appear on the stage.

grabbed a teacup and threw it out the door. Only a "thump" could be heard, and there was no other movement. There should be no problem. Ye Daiwan took a deep breath and walked out.

At first, her vision had not become clear, and she could not see anything clearly, but as soon as she stepped out, the soles of her feet touched the ground, and she felt that something was wrong. The ground was slimy, with a touch that scared her. It's blood!

No, it can't be, if it was so much blood, then the smell of blood would have been thick a long time ago. But she couldn't smell anything now. Uh, by the way, she's burned to the point of confusion, how can she still smell it. What a burnt fool.

How can there be blood here! Ye Daiwan reacted at this time. There must be something wrong outside, otherwise, Lu Shushen would never allow there to be blood stains here. Even if the battle line they held on to was here, they should clean it up again when it was over.

There was no other reason, because Ye Daiwan knew that as long as she was still in this hall, they would never easily let the blood stain stay in place. Unless something very serious happens. But what could it be? If she is safe and sound in the dormitory, then it means that the enemy has not succeeded, otherwise she would have died a long time ago.

Then it's not an assassin inside the palace, something must have happened outside the palace? Is King Changle Yi besieging the city? No, it's impossible, King Changle Yi's feet can't be so fast, and Juyong Pass is three days away from Shangjing at the fastest, even if he flies over with wings, it is impossible to kill the defenders of Shangjing at one time.

If he can capture this Shangjing in one day, then Ye Daidu's 100,000 troops will definitely be made of paper.

Damn, what the hell is going on? Ye Daiwan gritted her teeth, supported her crumbling body, and moved out little by little. The body is so heavy. Ye Daiwan felt as if she was the kind of coolie who fought sandbags on the dock, but her weight was just her own body.

If only I could fly. Ye Daiwan thought so more than once.

However, if you can fly, you probably can't be considered a human.

Ye Daiwan really admired herself, she could still think of so many strange things in her head at such a tense moment. But what else could you think? She didn't know anything, and her current speculation was just a child's trick, and there was no logic at all.

At this moment, Ye Daiwan heard footsteps, heavy, tired footsteps. The voice.

"Prudent." Ye Daidu's throat was hoarse, as if it was about to burst into flames, and it hurt terribly.

"Your Majesty!" Lu Shushen was about to go and see how she was, but unexpectedly found that Ye Daiwan ran out by herself, still with a pair of bare feet. "Your Majesty, why did you come out? Shoes, shoes! ”

Ye Daiwan grabbed her, and finally her heart fell to the ground. "Shushen, what's going on? How did the Assassins get in? Is it over? I ......" Before she could finish speaking, she couldn't control it and crouched down clutching her chest. It hurts. I spoke too hard, and I felt my chest tighten.

"Your Majesty, it's over. Don't talk, go back and rest. I'll tell you in detail about what happened. What about the others? I asked them to leave someone to guard you, how could they be so careless and leave you alone. Lu Shushen hurriedly called someone over and hugged Ye Daiwan back to bed together.

Ye Daiwan clutched her chest and obediently closed her mouth. Now is not the time to be reckless.

Everyone carried Ye Daiwan back to the bed, and at this time, Lu Shushen found that her feet were stained with blood. "Go get the ointment and bandages, Your Majesty's foot is injured."

Ye Daiwan didn't have time to speak, and was suppressed by everyone. When Lu Shushen carefully wiped Ye Daiwan's feet and was about to apply medicine, she found that there was actually no wound there.

At this time, Ye Daiwan was finally allowed to speak. "It's not me, doorway. It's all blood. You must have it on your feet, too. Also, what exactly happened? How did the Assassins get inside? ”

Lu Shushen and the others were rarely silent for a while. In the end, it was Lu Shushen who explained the current situation. "Your Majesty, the Assassins have retreated for the time being. At that time, an Assassin broke in through the side window, and was noticed by the guard's maid, and there was blood stained when he was killed here. ”

Wrong. Something more serious must have happened. Ye Daiwan almost immediately heard the loophole in Lu Shushen's tone.