The seventh princess turned her head slowly, tears flashed in her eyes, she snorted and grinned, "Father, no need, Erchen is here to protect you, whoever wants to move you in the slightest must step over Erchen's corpse!" ”

With that, she turned her head again, and her arm stretched out again.

The emperor was silent, he looked at his daughter's delicate back, and then looked at the drawings in his hand, the sound of swords and shouts of killing in his ears were close at hand, and the drawings in his hand weighed heavily on his heart.

At this time, Leng Yixiu commanded the guards to surround the emperor's dragon sedan chair, and the black-clothed masked people did not seem to come to this side, but only besieged the sedan chair of King Qi, and the guards under King Qi were also fighting hard.

The sword light and sword shadows, in the bright sunshine, shook people's eyes painfully, and the shadows of those black-clothed people were like black lightning, which made people's hearts beat.

Leng Yiwei sat in the sedan chair, opened the sedan curtain, his face was pale but his eyes were calm looking at this qiē, a man in black saw him sitting in the sedan chair, his eyes burst out with hatred, and he shouted angrily: "Leng Yiwei!" Despicable and shameless villain! Give me back my picture! ”

Rong Xi heard it well in the sedan chair, she whispered a few words to Xiao'er, Xiao'er smiled slightly, turned around and left.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the few people who were fighting, and suddenly, another black shadow joined in, he was wearing a black brocade robe, although it was also black, but it was obviously different from the previous black-clothed people, and the hem of his clothes was tumbling with silver ripples, like white spray surging in the night.

The guards of King Ning's Mansion!

Leng Yiwei, who was sitting in the sedan chair, his face sank imperceptibly, his eyes shrank suddenly, sharp as a needle, and his fingers holding the sedan door used a slight force.

The guards of King Ning's Mansion shouted loudly while joining the battle group: "His Royal Highness King Qi is not surprised! Subordinates come to help! ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone confirmed the speculation that he was the guard of Ning Wangfu, in fact, his guard costume had been confirmed, and now this opening was clearly the voice of the commander of the guards of Ning Wangfu!

Those who witnessed the turmoil in front of the cabin couldn't help but breathe a sigh in their hearts, this great commander really had a bit of a stomach, and at that time, His Royal Highness King Qi was determined that he was the one who had a good time with Lan Shuyu inside.

The skill of the commander of the guards of Ning Wangfu is really extraordinary, as soon as he enters the battle group, the two black-clothed men are obviously unable to resist, he is like a bamboo, and the bright blade of the weapon in his hand comes directly with a fierce killing machine, which makes people's hearts awe-inspiring.

The man in black seemed to hesitate slightly, but the commander did not give the first chance at all, he rose into the air, the knife in his hand slashed, the blade and the chest of the man in black went straight up, the man in black was frightened, and hurriedly retreated backwards, but the speed of the commander was too fast, but it was in front of him in an instant.

He smiled lightly, the corners of his mouth were raised with a faint sneer, his wrist was slightly raised, and the blade just swept across the chest of the man in black, although he was not injured to death, but it still made a "whoosh" sound, the sound of the weapon entering the flesh, and then the blood splashed.

The knife in the man's hand almost landed, and he hurriedly gritted his teeth and slammed the ground with the tip of the knife, but the commander did not relent, raised his leg and kicked on the shin of his calf, and said to an ordinary guard beside him: "Tie up!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the injured man in black staggered to the ground, and several guards came up to tie him up, and the commander said slowly: "Look at it, don't let him die." ”

It's a breezy sentence, but it's meaningful.

Rong Xi heard it clearly, and couldn't help but purse his lips and smile, but Leng Yiwei's face became more and more cold, and a little anxious color flashed in his eyes.

Blood splashed, the most terrifying, the rest of the black-clothed heart beat like a drum, his eyes showed a little panic, his body kept retreating, it seemed that he wanted to leave this place, but the commander did not follow, he pressed step by step, and the move in his hand was faster than the other, which was dazzling.

"Phew!"

There was a sound, and there was another bloody light, and the man in black screamed "oops", and everyone looked at him, he knelt on one leg, bleeding like an infusion, and a knife wound, although it was ruthless, it was still not to death.

Obviously, this is to leave a living mouth.

This qiē happened suddenly, and ended quickly, Rong Xi stretched his waist in the sedan chair, adjusted the position of the big pillow, leaned on it more comfortably, and said secretly in his heart: "Leng Yiwei, I will let you know what it means to lift a stone and hit yourself in the foot." ”

Leng Yiwei put down the sedan curtain fiercely, covering his cold face and cold eyes, he forced himself to calm down, the more bad the situation, the more he had to stabilize his mind, otherwise, there was no other way out except to die faster.

He closed his eyes, quickly thought about the whole thing, he resolutely raised the sedan curtain again, bent down and got off the sedan chair, and slowly walked towards the emperor's dragon sedan chair.

The glow shone on his body, and a blue robe reflected a faint pattern of light, and each light exuded an elegant atmosphere.

He raised his head slightly, his complexion was as white as the moon, his forehead was full, a few strands of black hair were like silk, falling gently, the contours of the side face were beautiful, the lines were as long as a magic pen, and every move was like a young scholar full of wealth, soaked in the fragrance of books layer by layer, like an ancient book on the desk, needless to say, just the charm made people addicted.

Leng Yiwei's appearance is naturally beautiful, although their brothers and sisters were not born to the same mother, they are all handsome, but the charm is different.

Leng Yiwei's temperament is elegant, like a light cloud flowing, like a mountain spring gurgling, like an ethereal breath, which makes people unconsciously intoxicated, and Leng Yixiu is different, Leng Yixiu is iron-blooded and fierce, it is a magnificent poem, like a blade erected between thousands of horses galloping, which makes people dare not look directly.

At this time, he was not afraid of everyone's eyes, in different eyes, he took a step by step, his posture was upright, and his blue body seemed to bring out a bit of warmth in this autumn breeze, which made people mistakenly think that he was going to rejuvenate again.

He came to the emperor's sedan chair, those guards who were surrounded by dripping water did not move, the swords and guns in their hands were facing each other, not moving like a mountain, Leng Yixiu sat on the horse, leaned over and looked at it from a distance, the smile on the corner of his lips was like a cloud blowing across the sky, extremely far away, so far that people could not see clearly.

"Brother the Third Emperor, the younger brother has something important to tell his father." Leng Yiwei's expression was calm, not annoyed, his voice was faint, no sadness or joy.

"Eighth brother, the current situation is unknown, those two assassins seem to be pointing at you just now? Ignorance...... Can you explain a thing or two first? Leng Yixiu didn't give an order, just smiled faintly, and disappeared quickly.

Leng Yiwei's gaze was far away, like a gurgling spring, his eyes were dark, and he seemed to be bottomless, "Brother Sanhuang, it is precisely because of this matter that the younger brother wants to meet his father." ”

The emperor and the seventh princess inside heard it clearly, the seventh princess opened her arms, looked through the crowd, and vaguely saw the corners of her blue clothes flying in the wind, like a pool of clear water, refreshing her heart, but at this moment, she only felt like a fire burning her heart.

The emperor behind him was silent for a long time, and between his fingers was the drawing, the topographical map of the palace, every inch was described clearly and in detail, even a small palace gate was marked without a single mistake, and the roads were clearly on the paper, and he was in this picture.

The tips of his fingers trembled slightly, as if he was holding not a blueprint, but a cold-blooded poisonous snake with fangs.

"Let him in!" The emperor's voice finally sounded, and the seventh princess who was blocking him was stunned, and then her heart overflowed with a little unwillingness, and she whispered: "Father, the emperor ......"

"Step aside and let him in." The Emperor repeated again.

Leng Yixiu nodded, and with an order, those guards stood on both sides, silently, and stood with their heads held high.

Leng Yiwei walked to the emperor's sedan chair, and without looking at the seventh princess standing on the side, he lifted his robe, knelt down and kowtowed: "Father, the son has come to ask for sin." ”

Leng Yixiu sat on the horse, his eyebrows did not move, his eyes looked at the green banyan tree in the distance, the fat leaves swayed lightly in the wind, the golden sunlight slid between the leaves, plated with a layer of faint golden light, and a few birds happily pierced through the edges, making a crisp call.

The seventh princess didn't have Leng Yixiu's concentration, she heard Leng Yiwei's words, her heart was so happy that it almost bloomed, her eyes were burning, staring at Leng Yiwei's delicate face tightly, and she couldn't wait to pounce on him and prick ten holes in his flat face.

When the emperor heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh? ”

A voice, but like a heavy knife, a faint blade, is hidden behind the word.

Leng Yiwei kowtowed again, "It's the son-in-law who thinks about things too simply, and originally thought that after returning to the palace, he would explain it to his father in detail, after all, ...... Erchen thought that this matter was the matter of my Jokhang royal family, and it was really not suitable to talk about it on such an occasion, but ...... It was also the Seventh Emperor Sister who made a quick decision and presented this picture to her father, so that these villains came to assassinate their sons, thanks to the help of the people under the Third Emperor Brothers, otherwise...... It's really unimaginable. ”

His words were said in a subtle manner, but the meaning in them was clear, and anyone could understand it, which showed that he was not selfish, and it was obviously not appropriate for the Seventh Princess to bring this matter to this kind of occasion, otherwise, it would not have caused these assassins to come to assassinate at this time.

As for Leng Yixiu, what did he do so enthusiastically to let his subordinates come to help?

Leng Yixiu didn't have anything, her face was still calm, and the eyes of the seventh princess were about to burst into flames, she almost screamed in anger, the red dress on her body couldn't wait to burn into a fire, burning Leng Yiwei into a pile of black charcoal.

The emperor's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice: "Where did this picture come from?" ”

Rong Xi leaned idly in the sedan chair, and she didn't have to bother to ask about the situation on the emperor's side, she also knew in her heart that no matter what, at least for now, Leng Yiwei had passed this hurdle.