Chapter 175: Autumn Night Banquet (3)
Everyone was shocked, and in the face of the sudden change, Murong Qian was shocked, spun around, kicked the flying red tassel spear violently, and stuck it straight into the screen.
The screen collapsed violently, timidly showing the panic of the emperor's relatives under the high platform, and the calm and smugness of His Royal Highness King Yan.
Murong Qian hugged Hun Qingchen and looked at her blood-stained ten fingers distressedly, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the miserable white tendons loomed.
He was terrified, anxious and afraid: "Light dust! Why are you so stupid! Are you, ......?"
Can't you see that this qiē is all a well-planned conspiracy?
Hu Qingchen opened his eyes and looked up at Murong Qian, his voice trembled: "Ah Qian, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I......'m afraid, I
"Don't be afraid! I'll take you home! ”
Murong Qian ignored everyone, picked up Xun Qingchen and was about to leave.
"Stop!"
Yan Wanghua's robe flashed and blocked in front of Murong Qian, "Congjia, do you want to resist the decree and disrespect?" ”
Murong Qian's sword eyebrows were horizontal, and his voice was as cold as a knife: "Get out!" ”
"Congjia, how can you be so rude!"
King Yan's body is like a mountain, majestic and unmoving, "General Sun shot in front of the saint, naturally grasp the inch, Emperor E is just a little skin injury, you are ......"
Murong Qian's teeth were cut, he forcibly held back the rising hatred, and snorted coldly: "Get out!" ”
Li Jing came back to his senses from the bloodshed just now, the anger in his heart had disappeared, and with a little annoyance, he stretched out his hand to summon: "Congjia!" ”
His Royal Highness King Yan squinted his eyes slightly, his figure retreated, Sun Yanxi immediately understood, and with the soldiers from the unknown place, he stepped forward to surround Murong Qian tightly.
"Your Majesty!"
Seeing this situation, the queen noticed a trace of abnormality, and stopped it in time, "Such family affairs, why bother Dali Temple, it is better to leave Emperor Zhou E in the palace, and the palace will teach the three obedience and four virtues well!" Your Majesty, what do you think? ”
Li Jing found the steps and looked at the queen gratefully: "The queen understands the righteousness and ...... it so much."
"Enough! Take whatever you want! ”
Murong had a deep coldness in his shallow pupils, and swept over everyone sharply, "This is the only one, don't touch her!" ”
The killing sound was like a thunderbolt, exploding in the night sky, and several "maple leaves floated"
Then it roared out and spun towards everyone.
Hu Qingchen knew that it was not good, and shouted: "Ah Qian, don't 1 In the autumn water, a huge water curtain suddenly rises, and the maple leaves are all rolled into the pond water, and the red maple is silently undulating with the water lines, melting into the silence after the killing." The red candle was extinguished, and in the darkness, no one could see what was happening. The wet mist is cool on the face, like cold dew in the night wind. Before a qiē happens, it's over. When the lights were brilliant again, they could only see Murong Qian, whose grandeur had disappeared sharply, with a dejected face; Losing more and more blood, he was weak and weak. Everyone didn't dare to say a word, just stood still, waiting for the emperor's execution. "Sister!" Leng Yueping cut through the silence of the crowd and rushed to Hun Qingchen's side. She squatted down, carefully held Hun Qingchen's wrist, and silently froze Hun Qingchen's pain. On his pale face, a smile slowly floated into him: "Sister, it's okay......" Before the words fell, a burst of pain was rushed, and he fainted. King Yan grabbed Leng Yueping and tore her away from Xun Qingchen: "Broken child! What is the mess 1 Li Jing turned his head in a daze, there was no focus in his eyes, and he fell far away, obviously not recovering from Murong Qian's roar of murderous intent: "That's ......" Such a heart-wrenching question, that is, the hatred of Qixi Night! The queen attached her ear to her side, and whispered: "Your Majesty, this is Yingying, Situ's second daughter, Zhou Yingying!" "Poppy?" Li Jing was in a trance, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was a trace of indescribable sadness in his eyes, "Why are you ...... Do you have to force me? Leng Yue's eyes jumped, twisted her body, and shouted vigorously with a crying voice: "Imperial Doctor!" Doctor! "Imperial Doctor?" Li Jing followed Leng Yueping's shout and moved his gaze to the figure around him, looking at the blood-red fingers hanging down, and on the floor, a bewitching poppy bloomed! Li Jing's body trembled, and suddenly, uncontrollably, he shouted: "Imperial Doctor! Doctor! Fast! Fast! Xuan Hanlin's medical envoy! ”