Chapter 39: Mess Up
Everyone was a little confused, and their eyes were burning at the two people who were in place. The first concubine was an old man in the palace who was not surprised, and she reacted in an instant.
She held back a smile, and walked to Zhaohua's side, Yingying helped her up, "You stupid child, the mother concubine just doesn't want you to leave the cabinet as soon as possible, for so many years, the mother concubine has long been used to you being by your side all day long." ”
She looked at Zhaohua affectionately, what she said was reasonable, it didn't seem to be enough, and she wiped away the tears that didn't exist at all.
Ling Shuirong was covered in white sweat, secretly blaming herself for being too reckless, and when Shuang Ningqin said this, she hurriedly echoed with a white face.
"Yes, yes, who's to say it isn't." No one looked at her, so she finally let out a long breath and sat back in her seat, causing Xian Fengyi to glance at her angrily.
Bei Anhuang furrowed his brows, and looked thoughtfully at the scene of the first concubine, mother and daughter. How could he not see the clues of his generation of emperors, the first concubine must have done something that he, the emperor, could not know.
He was silent, his eyes wandered between Concubine Chu and Ling Shuirong, and the events of more than ten years ago suddenly emerged. From the first time she saw Ling Shuirong, her bold eyes, coupled with the bold behavior of drugging later, knew that it was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and after weighing it for a long time, she finally married her to Feng Yi, a scholar of the Palace Pavilion.
For a while, the clearing was quiet, the masters were silent, and the minions were even more frightened and did not dare to come out, for fear that if one was not careful, their heads would not be protected.
The first concubine turned her back to everyone, only Zhaohua could see the strong warning in her eyes, and she held back the grievances in her stomach, lowered her head and didn't dare to speak again.
Although the mother concubine looks gentle and humble, only those close to her know that her temperament is moody, uncertain, and even a little ruthless, not to mention the minions, even she, the princess, has to be cautious every day.
Ling Shuirong was on pins and needles at this time, she didn't know what the first concubine and Zhaohua said, her heart was like boiling water, constantly boiling and tumbling.
"Your Majesty, Zhaohua is still young and ignorant, how can he understand the affairs of men and women, but he is just a child's foolish words." She was half-kneeling, uneasy and a little angry. This mother and daughter are really going to make trouble for her.
Bei Anhuang was still silent, Shuang Ningqin was a little anxious, her legs were numb because of the half-squatting posture, and her body was also a little swinging. The sharp gaze on her head made her stab at her spine, and her heart was bottomless.
The atmosphere was tense, like a full bow, either the bow was broken, or the sword was out. No one knew what Bei Anhuang was thinking at this time, Shuang Ningqin was sweating, and his body was shaking even more, and he was afraid that he would not be able to support it anymore.
"In that case, let's all go back." The deep voice was like the sound of a large bell in the temple, as if a century had passed.
Although Bei Anhuang also wants to know the reason, but now is not the right time, it can be said that it is a terrible time, if you really want to ask to the end, it is unknown how earth-shattering things Shuang Ningqin and Ling Shuirong can spit out.
Everyone's tense nerves finally relaxed, Lan Miyun was playing a round on the side, but Shuang Ningqin was alarmed in her heart, the emperor opened her mouth so salty, she didn't ask anything, she knew that she couldn't hide it.
She raised her eyes and gave Ling Shuirong a look quickly.
Just when people thought that Yi Qiē was normal, a Praetorian Guard in the distance rushed and shouted, "There are assassins, and the distant prince is in danger." As soon as he landed on the ground, he was shot in the back by an arrow and fell to the ground.
Then countless sharp arrows flew out of the dense forest, and the black arrow rain came from all directions, and the crowd immediately became chaotic, and the remaining Praetorian Guards surrounded the emperor and others in the middle.
All of a sudden, the sound of "chirping" arrows in the sky continued, and the cries and noisy voices of men and women came and went.
Miao Zhi's nerves lifted suddenly, although she was also faintly afraid, but she was a little more excited about the scene that could only be seen on TV.
"Quick, go, far away is attacked, go quickly, let me take down these assassins." The majestic and calm Bei'an Huang also had an anxious look, and shouted loudly to the crowd,
Although the return just now made her face pale, she didn't panic, and nodded calmly towards Bei Anhuang, she believed that her son would be fine.
The situation was strict, it was a matter of life and death, some timid concubines fainted in fright, but Miao Zhi, who was protected by her eldest brother, saw Yuan Hongxuan disappear into the woods with seven mangs and arrows.
Most of the generals followed the princes, and almost all of the ministers who stayed here were the civil servants, and they were all so frightened by the scene in front of them that their faces turned pale and their bodies trembled.
"Report, the prince has been attacked."
"Your Majesty, King Yao is nowhere to be found."
There are all sorts of rewards coming from the lush woods.
When Bei Anhuang heard this, he sat down on the chair heavily. The composure of the pretended to be a little disintegrated, and his emperor was actually attacked, and even Yao'er was nowhere to be found, let alone dead or alive.
"You guys, go to me to find it, and bring the crown prince and the two princes back safely for me, go quickly." Just in a moment, Bei'an Huang regained his former domineering.
His eyes widened, and his eyes were full of anger. Who is so bold to sneak into the hunting grounds guarded by layers and lay down so many archers. He is thoughtful, and he can calmly analyze the situation in such a chaotic situation, and he is worthy of being the king of a country.
There was a murderous aura everywhere, and the rain of arrows like nets did not stop, and more than a dozen black-clothed people sprang out of the forest, jumping at the end of the tree, and in the blink of an eye, they came to the clearing in front of the big tent.
"Protect the Emperor." I don't know who shouted, and the Praetorian Guards inside surrounded the emperor and others even tighter.
The sound of "ping pong" swords came and went, and the scene became even more chaotic, the ministers were so frightened that their buttocks urinated, and they even rolled and crawled to avoid the sharp sword of the man in black, and Shen Yuqian held the sword and fought with the man in black in front of him for a long time.
"Big brother, be careful." Miao Zhi was really scared at this time, looking at the sword edge of the man in black couldn't help but pass by the corner of the eldest brother's clothes, the sword was extremely dangerous, her beautiful brows had already been twisted into a ball, her hands were clenched tightly, the white and tender palms were printed by the fingertips to debut blood red, and the dense beads of sweat on her forehead were clearly visible.
"Kill, protect my father. Take these Assassins down. "Riding a horse came the North Yiyuan and North Yiyao who were dressed as wolves. The two of them were riding on the same horse, and they all looked calm and solemn.
The generals and janissaries who followed behind them also killed together, and the situation that was outnumbered just now was instantly reversed, and Yuan Hongxuan, who didn't know when he came back, also came to Shen Yuqian's side with a sharp sword in his hand, and surrounded the female dependents behind him even more tightly.
Miao Zhi's tightly knit brows finally slackened a little, but fortunately, the people he cared about were fine.
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