It's hard to change it once, and I ask for a monthly pass, haha.

Anxious to update, and then passed on and corrected the typo, the girls forgave Erjin and touched the big.

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"The Empress Dowager has an attack, coughs and vomits blood, and she is sick!"

Jiao Yu's face was gray, like a frosted eggplant.

Zhao Mianze withdrew his hand and turned his head lightly, "What's the matter?" ”

"Your Majesty, someone from Hanzhang Hall is in a hurry."

Qinglan was beating drums in her heart, and the moment Zhao Mianze's hand pushed open the door, her heart stopped suddenly, but she heard Jiao Yu's hurried shouts behind her.

Wait a minute, Zhao Mianze can't see Miss Seven, what kind of excuse should she find to prevaricate? said that she went out and didn't return, because she was afraid of being discovered by him, so she lied and coaxed him? In this way, it can also buffer a little. Now her greatest wish is that Zhao Mianze doesn't know the secret passage under the bed.

Naturally, Miss Seven will not be in the inner room.

Qinglan walked ahead to lead the way, calculating every step, feeling as if she was hanging on a cliff, so nervous that cold sweat broke out in every pore.

She didn't dare to ask again, and Zhao Mianze didn't speak again, only pinched the two clay dolls in her hands, smiled softly, strode out of the study, and went straight to the inner room where Xia Chuqi lived.

Isn't dodging the way? Does this mean that he knew about Miss Seven's pregnancy?

His words made Qinglan's heart beat with horror.

He looked at Qinglan and softened his tone, "I understand her thoughts. But what should be faced, should always be faced, and dodging is not the solution to the problem. Let's go, lead me to see her! ”

Holding the word tightly in the palm of his hand, the previous anger faded a lot.

It turned out that she was not completely without him in her heart.

……

I promised you a country to marry, but you made me sigh ten sentences in white clothes that were not him.

I was defeated for you and wanted to collapse, but you let me hear the story of the city in September;

I have dyed your hair green and white, but you have made me scream and dumb eight times;

I hid the cinnabar between my eyebrows for you, but you made me laugh at seven bowls of arsenic killing;

I endured the wandering of the world for you, but you made me suffer six times to lose my armor;

I hurt you like lovesickness, but you let me waste five years of old trees and crows;

I gave you a railing to hang on, but you made me wait for four songs, singing and playing;

I planted ten miles of peach blossoms for you, but you let me bathe in the smoke and sand of the city for three and a half years;

I wrote for you to reign in the world, but you made me break two generations of childhood sweethearts;

I wrote a picturesque country for you, but you made me waste my life like water;

I saw that it said-

Zhao Mianze squinted slightly, his gaze fixed.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly took the painting and handed it to Zhao Mianze.

That thing was naturally not written by Xia Chuqi for Zhao Mianze. It's that she missed Zhao Zhu in the past few days, and when she was bored, she casually copied out a paragraph she saw on the Internet in her previous life. But Qinglan didn't know the reason, she only felt that those words were used here, which was very appropriate, and she could soften Zhao Mianze's heart, even if something happened, he might be able to show mercy.

Qinglan was silent, "The slave remembers, it seems to be five days ago. ”

"When was it written?" Zhao Mianze attaches great importance to this.

"Slave maid, here, there is also something written by the seventh lady for His Majesty."

For a moment, she had a flash of inspiration.

Miss Seven actually never let Zhao Mianze come to see these things, and Qing Lan's purpose in saying that was just to delay him and delay time, and it was a while to be able to delay it. Now when I saw him ask, my heart skipped a beat, and I didn't know how to answer.

"I've finished reading everything your young lady wants me to see. Now, can you take me to see her? ”

Ah Kee half-hung his head and did not answer him. Zhao Mianze finished talking to himself, suddenly sneered, and looked up at Qinglan who was standing by the door with his hands down.

"yes." Zhao Mianze retracted his gaze and didn't look at her again, only picked up the pair of clay dolls, clasped them in the palm of his hand and looked at them, rubbing his fingers over and over again, laughing at himself, "You are not a woman, how can you know what is going on in a woman's mind?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, I don't understand my humble duties."

Ah Ji was slightly stunned, and his eyes fell on the two clay dolls on the desk with "Mianze and Chu Qi" written on them. Looking at the two clay dolls leaning on each other, her gaze drifted a little, but her tone was a little light.

"Are all the women in this world so fickle?"

He muttered to himself confidently, and casually looked up at Ah Ji who was following him.

"Why do you ...... me like this?"

Every painting is from after Xia Chu. And on the painting, each figure is himself. She painted him ugly, but put all his daily life on paper. Mianze flute, Mianze fuqin, Mianze reading, Mianze looking at the moon, Mianze garden, Mianze poetry, Mianze riding and shooting, Mianze ...... The content of each picture is different, there is a shadow and a dark, there is a sunrise and a sunset, there is a falling sun and a drizzle, almost filling the two of them in that time.

But as soon as he stepped in today, he found that all the traces here were his own. On a rosewood bookshelf, the books are all new, Xia Chu has never turned them, but in the large painting tube under the bookshelf, there are countless paintings that have been turned a little old by her.

In the study room of Chuci Academy, Zhao Mianze had never been here before.

~

Zhao Nineteen...... You...... Don't forget, sew ...... for me"

But she still had to admonish.

The heart that has been slackened can't withstand any more tossing.

She didn't have the strength to answer again.

Sweat and tears blurred her eyes, in a trance, she heard the sound of Wen Po hurrying in, she heard Wen Po loudly scolding how a man could guard the woman's birth, how could he personally deliver the woman's birth, she also heard someone laughing and saying congratulations, congratulations to them for getting a delicate little daughter, she seemed to feel Zhao Shijiu's hands were bloody hugging her body, shaking her, saying something.

In front of her, the light was getting darker and darker.

Death unlocks......

Happiness opens the door......

She cried silently.

A cold wind blew, she opened her mouth weakly, her body sank suddenly, her tight belly suddenly loosened, and there was a "wow" in her ears, a baby's loud cry, like a rope that saved her from the abyss.

"No, that's grand...... Your tears. ”

"No, that's sweat......" he replied, his voice choked.

"Is it raining?" She cried out in heart-rending pain.

His voice was fearful, uneasy, commanding, and cold. At the beginning of summer, Qiqi's ears "buzzed", and the pain spread to all the limbs. She felt him bow his head slightly, his lips fell on hers, his lips met, the warm love slowly diffused, it was power, it was the power that destroyed it.

"Hard, live!"

"Live, hard."

What does it feel like to cut raw without anesthetic? She was so painful that she wanted to curse, so painful that she wanted to just die. But there was more courage to support her, and the belief that she wanted to give birth to a child made her finally take her last breath, struggling to bite the pillow, and force-

She had exhausted her strength, her body was as weak as a fish out of water, her mouth was closed one by one, she moaned, and her body trembled in pain when his scissors struck, and she could no longer struggle.

Xia Chuqi's throat tightened, and he couldn't speak anymore.

"Although the world is heavy, it is not as good as you. Although the child loves, it is only you. ”

Listening to his crazy voice, Xia Chuqi's eyes lit up, "Zhao Nineteen, are you crazy?" Without me, you still have our children, and the world ......"

"Ah Qi, do you believe it or not? If you dare to die, I will have everyone bury you—including me and our children. ”

Zhao Jun didn't stop moving, but his voice became colder and colder.

Xia Chuqi smiled reluctantly, "Master, traveling through time and space, traveling through the past and the present, I can meet you and give birth to a child for you...... In this life, enough. ”

"Ah Qi, you are not allowed to say stupid things. You can't die here. ”

"Who said you would die?" Zhao Ru roared with a cold face, slammed the liquor that had been prepared on the side, soaked the scissors, and almost frantically groped under her, a pair of red eyes as if dripping blood.

"Even if I want to die, I want to see the child...... Hug him and die...... Zhao 19...... You fulfill my ......"

At least so, in the long years of life without her, in the days when she was alone on the Nai He Bridge in the Netherworld, waiting for him to come together, he was cold and lonely, and there was a child of hers by his side.

She was a woman, but she was never a woman with traditional morals. But at this moment, she really felt that it was a great blessing in life to be able to leave a child for her beloved before she died.

"Zhao Nineteen, quick, do as I say. I want to see our children......"

He frantically pulled open the quilt and pulled off her legs, just like a real midwife, not caring about the blood under her body, not caring about all the dirt, just wanting to drag their baby out. She didn't run away, but she didn't want him to do any more useless moves, so she just half-closed her eyes and held his hand.

"Ah Qi...... I won't let you die. ”

And this time, she had to die of pain.

In the Huiguang Huizhao Building, she didn't have to die in pain.

She wanted to say that she really felt that her life was passing, that her mental strength was running out inch by inch, that death was approaching her step by step. Moreover, this time it is different from waiting for death in the Returning Light Building.

With that, she smiled weakly.

"No, it's useless." Xia Chuqi shook his head, looked at his forehead drenched in cold sweat, and felt as if a knife was pulling on his heart, and it was dull and painful compared to the next. For the first time in her life, she felt that she was so fragile, and her life was so fragile, "It's useless to come here...... As it turns out, it's the same...... Zhao Nineteen, you listen to me...... I feel like I'm ......."

"Ah Qi......" Zhao Jun looked at her pale face, wiped her cold sweat, and shouted out loudly "Jia Yi", and then said, "Wen Po will come soon, Ah Qi, you bear with it a little longer." For the sake of the master, bear with it. ”

"When you can't give birth, cut it with scissors...... It's normal. Many people in later generations did this, but at this moment, Xia Chuqi had no way to popularize obstetric knowledge for her, so he could only use the simplest and most straightforward language to force him to comply, "Zhao Nineteen, listen to me...... Our kids, no, aren't very obedient anymore. He didn't go down the line...... If we don't cut it again, I'm afraid he and I won't survive...... You believe me, my words. ”

"No!" Zhao Jun looked at her in astonishment, his expression extremely scary.

"Take the scissors...... her body trembled, "cut the underneath." ”

"How?" Zhao Zhu nervously shook him, not knowing why.

"You take the scissors...... Wine, sanitizing ......"

Leng Buding shuddered, she grabbed Zhao Zhu's hand suddenly, and no longer cared about the shyness of women, what pride in front of her beloved, she opened her mouth nervously, and called him in a cold sweat.

No way. Even if she had to die, she couldn't die like this.

Thinking of this, her heart sank and she was cold.

She nodded, and in a trance, looking at the cold sweat on his face, she couldn't help but think of what Dao Chang said, and believed it a little. Giving birth to a child will really kill her - this is fate, and no one can avoid it.

"Ah Qi, you hold on a little longer."

"Zhao Nineteen, I can't support it...... I'm so tired......"

She smiled wryly and moaned, sleepy, painful and tired, and the overwhelming negative emotions made her want to close her eyes and never wake up again. Even ridiculously thought, don't regenerate.

Disobedient little nineteen, you are trying to toss your mother to death.

The original good fetal position turned out to be horizontal during production.

Slowly, her face turned pale, cold, cold.

She felt her belly with trembling hands.

Listening to his voice, she wanted to relax, but her shoulders shrunk like a tense, and the throbbing pain in her abdomen came like a tidal wave. Wave after wave, push over, hit through, each time it is denser and more painful. However, the amniotic water broke, the palace opened, and no matter how hard she tried, Xiao Nineteen refused to come out.

"Ah Qi...... Relax. Again! ...... force"

Before she could finish speaking, she cried out in pain again.

With a "poof", the pain in the lower abdomen seemed to be much better. She relaxed her clenched lips, grabbed his hand profusely in sweat, and gasped, "Okay, said okay." In the next life, I will be a man and you will be a woman. You give birth, and I deliver it for you...... Ah......h

His serious voice made Xia Chuqi laugh.

"Ah Qi, if you can, you are willing to give birth for you."

He kissed her hand, again and again.

In the underground hall, there was a smell of blood. The original white mattress was already scarlet, and the blood-soaked quilt had patches of blood, which was an extremely strange color, stinging his heart.

With the only production knowledge, Zhao Zhu cheered for her, and the hand on her forehead couldn't help but tremble slightly. He has gone through life and death, through war, and through blood, but he has never seen a woman give birth to a child, especially his own woman giving birth to her own child, and his worry can be imagined.

"Ah Qi, exert yourself!"

"Master...... It's going to give birth...... Encourage me to ......"

Xia Chuqi has always wanted to endure the pain, but she still overestimated her ability to bear it. The pain of a woman giving birth to a child is really not similar to any kind of pain in the world. It's right to say it's a sweet toss, and it's not an exaggeration to say it's a heart-rending pain. She bit her lower lip tightly, but she still couldn't help but moan, each sentence more poignant.

"Ah...... Hiss ......"

He wrapped her hand in his palm and clenched it into a fist.

She nodded and placed her in his palm.

His eyes were scorching, but his voice was calm.

"Don't care so much, you have your own opinions." Zhao Zhu half-wrapped one hand around her body, and gently rubbed one hand on her lower abdomen according to what she said, "You just take care of yourself, you don't have to think about any national hatred, any grievances and hatreds, leave everything to me." ”

"I'm worried about them...... Will...... Implicated ......"

She groaned, tugging at the covers. It was as hot as a steamer, but his heart seemed to be going through nine cold days, and it was cold. I wonder what happened to them? I wonder if this secret corridor will be discovered? Thinking of what she was facing in the Wei Mansion, she was so nervous that her contractions were even more frequent and painful.

"Zhao Nineteen ......"

So, they can't hear what is happening above. But even through the thick soil, it seems that you can feel the smell of gunpowder in the air.

This place is some distance from the Duke of Wei's mansion.

In the basement, Xia Chuqi's mind was chaotic, but his brain didn't stop spinning. She knew very well that Zhao Mianze would not come to visit overnight for no reason. With her keen sixth sense, almost subconsciously, she felt that her pregnancy had been leaked out. It's just that she herself was accidentally noticed by Ah Ji, Lu Hui and others, or whether there was a ghost in the Chuci Courtyard who told the secret, she was a little unsure for a while.

~

"Take me with you."

Hearing this, he sneered.

In this way, since she has something for him to see, he is not in a hurry, and he is not in a hurry to tear his face with her immediately, and it is good to leave a little time to think and buffer.

The person was already standing here, Chu Ci Courtyard, including Xia Chu, had already been surrounded by him, and it was difficult to fly with his wings, although Zhao Mianze was full of anger and annoyance at this time, he couldn't wait to take Xia Chu out and ask him carefully. But he really didn't think about how he would treat her and how he could treat her when he saw her.

Swept away by his gaze, Qinglan felt that her heart was instantly cold, "Slaves don't dare to deceive Your Majesty." Miss Seven did know that His Majesty was coming. But she was tired and her mood was poor, so she didn't dare to face the saint. I specially instructed the slave maid to lead His Majesty to see some things first......"

"The shouting and killing outside is not stopped, and she doesn't know where I come?"

Zhao Mianze sneered, looking at the few people kneeling on the ground through the firelight of the lantern, sharp, cold, and penetrating, as if he had already seen through the lies in this place.

It's a bit sharp. Qinglan's palms were clenched, her head was slightly bowed, and her expression was quite calm, "It's not that Miss Seven doesn't want to see Your Majesty, it's just that since the summer, she has panicked and sweated, and because of the catastrophe, she can't go out of the house, she is restless, and it is difficult to sleep at night, and she wrote a calming prescription tonight, and the slave maid and others boiled medicine for her and ate it, and she just fell asleep not long after......"

With a soft "oh", Zhao Mianze smiled, "Has she already rested, or doesn't she want to see me?" ”

Qinglan knelt on her knees and said a little shyly, "Back to Your Majesty, Miss Seven has been sick for several days and has already rested. ”

"Where's Miss Seven?"

Zhao Mianze glanced at them, frowned slightly, and stood with his hands in his hands.

The outside of the Chutz Courtyard was like an iron bucket, and it was surrounded by a flood. Zhao Mianze only brought a dozen or so close guards into the courtyard gate. Chu Ci fell to his knees in the courtyard, but unfortunately, among the people who came to greet him, there was no Xia Chuqi, only Zheng Erbao, Qing Lan and Mei Zi and other servants.

Zhao Mianze turned his head to look at him and strode away.

"I'm not afraid!"

"Your Majesty!" Zhao Kai wanted to stop it, "I'm afraid it's not safe." ”

"There is such a big commotion outside, and I don't know if the queen has scared me. Sixth uncle, you take someone to wait outside, and I will go in and have a look. ”

"Nothing!" Zhao Mianze glanced at him, shook his head, and returned to his usual gentle expression, and even smiled when he spoke.

Zhao Kai put away the knife and made a gesture to Zhao Mianze.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?"

Such an order is somewhat cold. The night breeze was gentle, the shadows of the flowers were heavy, and after a loud sound of gold and iron colliding with swords, the black-clothed people who were surrounded by heavy swords finally all subdued. In the empty courtyard, no one spoke for a long time, fell into a short dead silence, the blood on the beach, very dazzling, the wind blowing in midsummer, can not relieve the stuffy heat, the strong smell of blood, make people smell sick.

"Chop off their arms!"

Zhao Kai glanced at him, and a chill ran down his spine, "Yes!" ”

His cold, emotionless voice was ghostly, completely different from the benevolent and gentle image he usually gave people. Even people who don't know the situation can know from it - this emperor, today's mood is very wrong, and the seventh lady in the Chuci courtyard is in a hurry to annoy him, I'm afraid she will be unlucky. And the Wei Mansion is probably going to be unlucky.

"Chop off all their hands for me, and see how he dies."

After just a few words, the black-clothed assassin who took the lead in shouting was the first to wipe his neck, and his tall body fell heavily in a pool of blood. Seeing that more assassins were about to commit suicide with him, Zhao Mianze's gentle face became a little distorted. With a cold snort, he didn't say a word, he stepped forward and snatched the weapon of a crossbowman, pulled the bow, and shot a man in black who wanted to kill himself in the arm with a "whoosh".

Who is the lord? Nobody knows.

"Swear allegiance to the Lord!"

"Swear allegiance to the Lord!"

As soon as he finished yelling, someone immediately responded.

"Brothers, if you can't kill the Dog Emperor, we don't have to live!"

Seeing that there was no way to escape, one of the men in black wiped the blood from his face in embarrassment, and suddenly roared in a hoarse voice.

With Zhao Kai's shouting, the surrounding Praetorian Guards stopped their slaughter-like attack, and the sword attack in their hands slowed down slightly. However, the Black Assassin did not end the siege. Compared with Zhao Mianze's people, their number is too small, even if they want to break through several times, they still can't get rid of the iron bucket-like encirclement.

"Your Majesty said to keep your mouth alive, but you didn't hear it?"

Seeing that Zhao Mianze was silent, he waved his arm holding the saber.

"Command!"

Zhao Kai, who was dealing with the aftermath, was named by him, as if he had just reacted from the state of killing red eyes, and after being slightly stunned, he glanced back at Zhao Mianze.

Again, he gave the order.

"Sixth uncle, stay alive!"

The encirclement in the Chuci courtyard is shrinking smaller and smaller, Zhao Mianze looked at the black-clothed man surrounded by the Praetorian Guard Legion, his body was stiff all the time, he didn't move, and he couldn't see emotion in his eyebrows. It's just that every time a knife enters the flesh with a "poof", every time someone falls to the ground, his complexion will sink a little.

~

Chen Jing's figure in armor pierced into the deep palace from the night......

In the midst of all the palaces, there is also something brewing.

The affairs of the Wei Mansion have touched the hearts of countless people.

In the Qixia Temple in the suburbs, Dao often sits on the platform, watching the heavens, twisting the Buddha beads in his hand, and keeps whispering "Amitabha Buddha". Outside the Ruhua Wine Shop, in the deep night fog, Jia Yi led the midwife with two small feet, and sneaked in under the response of Chen Daniu. In the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, Dongfang Qingxuan is reorganizing his people and preparing to leave the mansion.

In the inky sky, there was a flash of light as if a meteor had streaked by.

~

On the eaves, there are hidden archers who are releasing cold arrows, but Zhao Mianze's side is also defensive. The Praetorian Guards held their shields in their hands, and they couldn't hurt him at all. If this continues, the side with the largest number of people will naturally have the advantage. It didn't last long, and the dozens of black-clad assassins couldn't support it, and they were killed and wounded, and pools of blood flowed out like pools of blood, staining the courtyard red, stabbing people's eyes, and embellishing this unusual night even more darkness and panic.

Everyone seemed to be red-eyed, and in the screams, people kept falling.

The sound of knives, swords, and the clash of gold and iron was tense.

Although the number of the dozens of "assassins" is not too many, all of them are skilled in martial arts, and at a glance they know that they are carefully selected killers. These people can deal with ordinary people, even if there are many of them. It's a pity that Zhao Mianze seems to have been prepared for a long time, and the group of Ouchi guards who followed him are also all masters, plus a large group of Praetorian Guards led by Zhao Kai later, like locusts, densely poured over, and soon surrounded the Wei State Mansion and Chuci Courtyard, including those "assassinations".

Outside the Chutz Courtyard, the fighting continued.

The wind in the basement licked the tongue of fire, almost extinguished, and it was very nervous.

~

"If there is no stable wife, the master will personally deliver the baby for you."

Zhao Zhu's serious face was unusually cold.

"Master...... How can you help me? ”

A woman giving birth today is not as good as having medical protection in the future. As the saying goes, "giving birth to a child is like entering a ghost gate", every time you give birth, it is a fight against death, Zhao Tuo knows this, and his expression is even more nervous than Xia Chuqi. Xia Chuqi held her hand, and the pain was so painful that cold sweat fell down, but she still wanted to laugh.

He wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead, held his breath and said, "Don't be afraid!" Ah Qi is not afraid. Just tell me, what do I do? ”

Jiayi hasn't come back yet. Wen Po has not yet come.

Zhao Zun glanced back at the door of the underground hall and held her tightly.

"The amniotic water broke...... Zhao 19...... Our little nineteen is coming...... It's too late to wait for Mrs. Wen...... I...... You look at me...... Look at me ......"

With the instincts of doctors and women, she bit her lip and grabbed him.

But before her smile fell, her stomach throbbed again, and Xiao Nineteen shook it a few times, and a hot current surged out of her lower abdomen, like peeing, and wet the mattress.

Xia Chuqi smiled slightly.

"There are too many bad things, and there are even more bloody disasters. You and I ......," he paused, his eyebrows thorning, "every step is fought out of the blood." Ah Qi, here in the master, it is very unlucky to see you again. ”

"You're not afraid of bad luck, you're not afraid of the disaster of blood?" She chuckled.

"I'm here, all the time."

Nowadays, men are respected and women are humbled. When a woman gives birth to a child, in order to avoid blood stains and bad luck, the man cannot accompany the child. Therefore, no woman gives birth to a child accompanied by her husband. Zhao Zhu knew this very well, but after Xia Chuqi finished speaking, he nodded without thinking about it.

"Zhao Nineteen, you accompany me...... Be sure to stay with me. ”

The painful contractions each time disturbed her mind; Each time the labor pains were more frequent and more frequent and attacked her sensory nerves. She occasionally exhaled a few painful moans between her lips and teeth, and the nails that clutched at Zhao Zhu's arm sank deep into his flesh, and she didn't know it.

Zhao Shijiu rarely had to say anything numb, a sentence of "obedient", Xia Chuqi's heart jumped when he heard it, and he said "um" embarrassedly, bit his lower lip, and slowly, his eyes became blurred.

Zhao Zhu saw that his gums were clenched, held her hand, and kept wiping the cold sweat with a cotton towel for her, "You hold back, be good, you bear with it." ”

She was a little incoherent in pain, and her expression was strong.

She shook her head, "Women have to have children, and every woman has to go through this hurdle. For women, when they give birth, their husbands can be by their side, which is very happy...... Zhao Nineteen, I, I am also happy. ”

"Ah Qi, don't speak, reserve your strength."

"Zhao Nineteen, I'm ......" Xia Chuqi's fingers ran down his wrist, crawled to his arm, grabbed his clothes tightly, and smiled reluctantly, "I'm fine, I'm sure...... As long as you promise me, you must keep our little nineteen, no matter what others say, you must keep him. Everything else, just, is nothing. ”

"Ah Qi, you hold on, Wen Po will come immediately." Zhao Zhu's eyes were cold, and his forehead was the same as hers, stained with a dense layer of sweat. The hands that were clasped with her were also nervously pinched out of the green tendons.

She shivered, goosebumps popping up.

Xia Chuqi was lying alone on a cold wooden bed, covered with a thin quilt, but the cotton bedgown he was wearing had already been soaked with sweat. She was in pain, but the cold wind in the underground hall did not let her go. A cold wind blew, and the sweaty places were cool, giving birth to dense coldness, crawling along the skin all over the limbs.

Jia Yi went out from Ruhua Liquor to find Wen Po, and he hasn't come back yet.

Zhao Mianze came suddenly, and they were also in a hurry. Qinglan, Meizi, Zheng Erbao and others did not follow down. And this corridor can't be discovered, and several of them need to maneuver and respond to it.

At this time, there was no one else in the basement except Zhao Zhu.

In the underground corridor, there is a pre-prepared basement, not too far from the Ruhua Wine Shop. In this basement, there are already production supplies. There was a bed, a quilt, clothing, food, water, and fire. There are some things that Zhao Zhu prepared in advance on the seventh day of the summer month, such as cotton pads, abdominal pressure bands, scissors, toilet paper, etc., and some of them were purchased by Zhao Zhu himself, including clothes for adults and children to wear, etc.

~

Zhao Mianze glanced at him, paused slightly, and said, "Pay attention to keep your mouth alive." ”

"Yes!" Zhao Kai responded in a deep voice.

"Surround the Duke of Wei's mansion, and the assassins will not let go."

Glancing at the impenetrable crowd, Zhao Mianze let out a low snort.

The leader is none other than Zhao Kai, the leader of the Praetorian Guard.

Ouchi's guards drew their swords one after another, and almost instantly fought with the man in black. The fight was fierce, no matter who it was, they shot mercilessly, blowing human flesh and blood splashing everywhere. Zhao Mianze was the emperor in the end, not only did he not panic at this time, but he seemed to have been prepared, but in a moment, a large number of Imperial Forest Army rushed over and surrounded the Chuci Academy.

"Escort, escort - quick!"

With the cold arrow that shot the Ouchi guard, there was an overwhelming shout. Immediately afterwards, on the walls, eaves, and tiles, there was a sound of footsteps, and a group of black-clothed people who touched dozens of people, or put cold arrows or wielded steel knives, jumped down from the roof.

"Kill—"

"Brothers, release the arrows!"

"Kill the Dog Emperor!"

Seeing that he insisted on doing this, although Xia Chang didn't know what was going on, he was not a fool. Xia Chu's abnormality for a while, the emperor's abnormality tonight, everything is definitely abnormal. Obviously, there will be a disaster in the Wei Mansion tonight, or in other words, the Wei Guogong will face a real "heavenly catastrophe".

"I have made up my mind, Aiqing doesn't need to say much."

Zhao Mianze snorted, flicked the sleeves of his robe, and looked at the Chuci Courtyard not far away.

Xia Chang was startled, his face turned red, and he knocked on the ground and kowtowed three times on the bluestone slab, "Weichen really doesn't know where the assassin came from, but Weichen thinks that His Majesty's safety is related to the society, and I am afraid that he will not be able to protect him well if he stays here for a long time." That's why I risked my life to block the holy drive, and I hope that Your Majesty will see it. ”

"Xia Aiqing is trying to say, I should ask you?" Zhao Mianze turned his head coldly, glanced at him, saw that he was shocked and silent, his face sank suddenly, and he said lightly while sneering: "It's very strange that assassins appear in your Wei Mansion at night. However, if something really happens to me here, I am afraid that you will have to fight with your family's life, and I must not dare to be presumptuous in that assassination, even if it is a tiger's den in Longtan today, I will break into it-"

His half-mocking words made the cold sweat on Xia Chang's forehead drip even more. He took a step forward, bowed nervously, and said with bated breath: "The thief who Weichen didn't know where he came from, shocked the holy driver, and hoped to beg for forgiveness." It's just that I'm afraid of life here, so Your Majesty might as well go back to the palace first......"

"This catastrophe deserves to be fast!"

Zhao Mianze looked around, the corners of his lips pursed slightly, but he smiled.

In the evening, Zhao Mianze came to see the seventh day of the summer month, but he was actually attacked, and the seriousness of the situation can be imagined. Almost instantly, the scene became chaotic. A group of internal guards surrounded Zhao Mianze in the middle and waited for him.

One shout higher than the other, breaking the original tranquility of the Wei State Mansion.

"Quick! There are assassins! Protect the Holy Driver—"

"Protect Your Majesty!"

"There are assassins!"

"Escort—"

The sudden change frightened He Chengan, who was walking on Zhao Mianze's left side, his sharp voice was almost hoarse.

More than a dozen people had not yet been admitted to the hospital, and after a dull voice in their ears, there was another painful "ah". Zhao Mianze looked sideways, only to see that the guards who were following him only screamed briefly, and his body fell to the ground suddenly, and the blood that burst out of his head splashed out, staining the corners of his robe red.

"Whoosh!"

Walking through the bluestone road in the small courtyard, Zhao Mianze's heart was quite heavy.

The Chutz Courtyard is a courtyard at the end of the Wei Mansion. However, although the Wei Mansion covers an extremely wide area, the front hall is not too far from the backyard. In addition to the courtyard itself, connecting the Chuci courtyard and other courtyards is an extremely tortuous corridor, and there is a small courtyard in the four directions at the end of the corridor.

A group of more than a dozen people, dragons and snakes generally walked to the backyard.

The wind is strong at night, and the shadow is heavy under the lamp.

Xia Chang had a chill down his spine, didn't dare to say more, and walked in front respectfully.

"I have my own measure, and Aiqing leads the way."

"I am ordered by the heavens, the body of the true dragon, why are you afraid of the catastrophe?" Zhao Mianze interrupted Xia Chang's words, and when he glanced at it, he seemed to be smiling, but when he looked closely, it added a bit of anger, and his coldness and condescending attitude as an emperor could not be refuted.

But when his voice fell, no one spoke, and no one dared to refute half a sentence. Xia Chang hesitated, raised his big sleeves and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said hesitantly: "Weichen doesn't dare." It's just that Master Daochang said first, and the sister is a 'heavenly calamity', and before the wedding, it is all a calamity, and it is really not suitable to see guests. ”

The sentence "sharing the same bed" shocked the people in the hall.

But before he finished speaking, Zhao Mianze raised his sleeves and smiled, "Aiqing's meaning is very clear. It's just that although I and Xia Chu have not been married, they have already shared the same bed when they were in the palace, and everyone knows that we are in love, so there is no need to be confined to this subsection. Could it be that Aiqing is still not at ease with me? ”

Even if Zhao Mianze is the emperor, it is not in line with etiquette.

"Thanks to Your Majesty's thoughts, it is the honor of the sister, the light of the minister's house. The sister was supposed to come to pick up the car, but ......" Xia Chang hesitated, his eyes flickering. You know, before ordinary men and women get married, they can't even see each other, how can a man enter a girl's boudoir?

Zhao Mianze looked at the gate leading to the courtyard, calmed down, and said, "I took a nap before and had a dream. I dreamed that Xia Chu was sick, very sick, and he was restless for a while, and he couldn't sleep peacefully, so he came to take a look. Xia Aiqing, take me to Chuci Academy. ”

"I don't know what kind of holy oracle Your Majesty has come?"

"Don't sit down." Zhao Mianze smiled low and said lightly.

Listening to his voice, it was not unusual, Xia Chang's expression was slightly softened. Pinching a cold sweat, he bowed down and spread his hands, "Your Majesty, please sit down." ”

"I'm talking late at night, it's just a private visit, so you don't have to be formal."

Zhao Mianze stood in the hall with his hands in his hands, looked at the people in the place, and smiled gently.

A meritorious family like the Duke of Wei's Mansion usually receives guests only in the side hall, not in the main hall. But now that the emperor is here, the candles in the main hall are bright, and the danqing murals, stone carvings, and nanmu lattices reflect incandescent light. The family knelt on the ground, honestly afraid, and the timid person had to bury his head in the crotch of his pants.

No one expected that Zhao Mianze would come at night, come so quickly, and make such a big noise. However, in a short period of time, his arrival was like pouring a pot of boiling water into the Wei State Mansion, making the mansion boil. The drama of "The Emperor Arrived" has been sung for thousands of years, but only by feeling it in person can we know the tension and anxiety.