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A scarlet flower stains the chest.

The assassin's surprise, Zhao Mu's dazedness, and Shen Qiwu's slightly ironic smile.

The three of them make up a beautiful picture.

The assassin was in front, Zhao Mu was behind, and Shen Qiwu was in the middle of the two.

A sword connected three people.

The assassin's eyes changed again, and he had calculated a lot of situations, and naturally he would have calculated this possibility in advance.

The sword did not stop, and it moved forward in vain.

This sword wanted to pass through Shen Qiwu's chest and then stab into Zhao Mu's body.

"You dare?!" At this time, a guard finally rushed over, he was a sword-armed guard with strong martial arts around the emperor. Originally, he was supposed to stay by the emperor's side, but this time he was appointed to protect the crown prince.

He rushed with his sword, grabbed the ship with his left hand and quickly forward, slashing at the Assassin's head.

Because he saw that this assassin did not dare to die together, he was very sorry for his life, even if the other party was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Great Zhou, he would definitely not be able to lose both.

If the bet is wrong, it is a big deal to accompany the prince to the funeral. He thought so in his heart, but he silently told himself in his heart that he would not be wrong, and he would not be wrong!

The guard's knife is fast.

The Assassin's sword was sharp.

The knife had reached the head of the assassin.

The sword had already touched Zhao Mu's clothes.

The last point.

The assassin is going to die, Zhao Mu is going to die, and the guards are also going to be buried.

But the assassin's sword stopped, and he didn't dare.

He is the second prince of the Jin Kingdom, he is a strong contender for the throne of the Jin Kingdom in the future, and he is also a person who cherishes his life.

His name is Yuan Xiangjie, so he doesn't dare.

Yuan Xiangjie drew his sword, and drops of blood were sprinkled on his mask, and he only covered the part above his nose, revealing a bright red lip.

Yuan Xiangjie avoided it, and the guard's knife naturally cut into the air.

When he looked up again, the guard was already stabbed across his chest, staring at him like an eagle.

Zhao Mu hugged Shen Qiwu, at a loss.

Shen Qiwu lay in her arms, and showed a pale smile to the assassin.

You can't laugh right now.

Yuan Xiangjie read her smiling face, and he didn't know what light was shining in his eyes.

He stuck out his tongue, wiped the blood from his face with his fingers, and took a gentle sip.

"I remember your taste." Yuan Xiangjie suppressed his voice unusually low, he looked at Shen Qiwu, thinking that this woman probably wouldn't die.

This scene happened quickly, and many people did not react, only knowing that someone wanted to assassinate the prince in the chaos, but was blocked by the crown princess.

Chen Kebin was not far away, because the hull of the boat shook too much before, he did not find Shen Qiwu in the crowd, and it was not until the assassination occurred that the boat gradually stabilized.

When he looked up, Shen Qiwu was already lying in the prince's arms, and he closed his eyes dying.

"Miss Shen, you must be fine." Chen Kebin couldn't do anything, he hadn't learned martial arts, and he was even more defenseless, he just prayed silently in his heart.

The door was opened, and more than a dozen black-clad assassins with masked faces entered, holding cold blades in their hands, raising the atmosphere in the cabin again.

The guard in front of the prince with a horizontal knife became nervous in vain, one or two might be able to deal with it, but if there were more than a ten, they could only be cut off by the random knife.

"My lord, the Ouchi guards outside have already boarded the ship. We're going to leave! ”

The Assassin's eyes opened and closed as if a quarter of an hour had passed, and his eyes were as cold as snow.

This time, the plan was a failure, and he had to return to the Kingdom of Jin immediately.

Shen Qiwu? This prince remembers you! He took a deep look at Shen Qiwu in Zhao Mu's arms, and jumped out of the window with those assassins, splashing waves on the surface of the river.

"Protect the prince, protect the prince." A column of guards with knives hurried to the big ship, they were wearing light armor and carrying blades to protect the crown prince Zhao Mu.

"Call the doctor, call the doctor!" Zhao Mu yelled hysterically, hugging Shen Qiwu and roaring like crazy.

He kept saying things like "don't die, don't die", and at the same time hugged his hands tighter.

He didn't expect that there would be an assassination, nor did he expect that he was so incompetent, let alone that Shen Qiwu would help him block this sword.

The sword seemed to cut open his heart.

A little ripple exploded on the surface of the lake in his heart, and it couldn't be dispersed for a long time.

"Miss, Miss." At this time, Huan'er appeared, and she squeezed away the guards with a crying face.

She originally went to another big boat to watch the excitement, but she accidentally saw a few people in black under the water.

Naturally, she didn't know what was going on, but she told the prince's entourage everything.

So the guard was able to rush over at the last moment, otherwise, Zhao Mu and Shen Qiwu would have to lose their lives here today.

……

In the palace, Rongde Palace.

After the imperial doctor prescribed a few more pairs of medicines, he left some instructions to inform the prince of some matters that needed attention, and left with his small medicine box on his back.

Zhao Mu listened carefully, he was very serious, and he didn't miss a word.

Lying on the bed was Shen Qiwu, and at this moment, because the imperial doctor had already taken the pulse, he had decocted the medicine again. His face was finally no longer as pale as snow, and he regained some ruddyness.

Huan'er held Shen Qiwu's hand on the side, and kept thanking God for having a good life and not taking away the young lady's life.

Zhao Mu also did not leave an inch, only in this way might he feel better.

"Bastard, bastard, the people of the Jin Kingdom are so bold and dare to assassinate the crown prince in the capital!?" The emperor in the imperial study no longer knows how many cups he has fallen, which is enough to know the anger in his heart.

The crown prince of the Great Zhou, the future heir to the throne, was assassinated under the nose of the capital. What kind of humiliation is this?

It was a blatant provocation that wiped out the royal face.

Jingzhao Fuyi had been kneeling on the ground, his body trembling. Dozens of highly skilled assassins came to the Jin Kingdom to assassinate His Royal Highness the Crown Prince under his nose, no matter what, this charge of poor jurisdiction cannot be escaped, and it is impossible to say that he will be punished for collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country.

So many assassins of unknown origin have lived in the capital for so long. If there is no internal response, it really doesn't make sense.

"Andeshun, I ask you, what kind of death do you want?" As soon as the emperor saw this Jingzhao Mansion Yi, he was angry, if it wasn't for Shen Qiwu blocking that sword, I am afraid that it would be his son who was lying there.

An Deshun was sincerely frightened, he kept kowtowing, and when he came into contact with the cold marble floor, blood flowed from his forehead, "Please forgive Your Majesty the life of the old minister, please ask Your Majesty to spare the life of the old minister." ”

"You want me to spare my life?" The Emperor laughed angrily, "Okay, if you catch those assassins for me, I'll spare your dog's life!" ”