Yun Xiang walked back to her tent and sneered at the palace lanterns of the pair of beauties fluttering butterflies hanging at the door of the tent.

Liangyue and the three of them followed Yunxiang into the tent, in and out, just like they usually waited for the master to wash up and fall asleep, there was no difference.

It took a quarter of an hour until the lights in the tent went out. Yun Xiang took three maids, all dressed in black flag suits, quietly, cut the tent behind with a knife, and carefully sneaked out.

"County Lord, the lamp ...... of the third princess"

Yun Xiang was silent for a moment. In fact, today's three princesses are no different from mental disorders. As early as the second day when she was pretending to be sick, she sealed her sanity with a needle. It is definitely more painful for her to live like this than to die.

But thinking of her identity and the concubine behind her, Yun Xiang nodded, "Go ahead, be neat." ”

Fufeng dodged and escaped into the darkness, she didn't change Yunxiang's wait, but found someone else's lamp in the camp and exchanged it for the third princess.

Then, on his own initiative, he hung a pair of lamps outside the tent of the pillar of the kingdom. Only then did he sneak back to Concubine Liang's place to meet Liangyue and Fuliu.

If the third princess is allowed to go back to the capital in a mad way, Concubine Liang can guess a thing or two with a little inquiry, and she can't say that she will have to find trouble with Yunxiang.

But if the third princess dies in the recent assassination, the alliance between Concubine Liang and the imperial concubine is bound to collapse.

The recent assassination is obviously the action of the imperial concubine. They probably saw that the throne was missing, so they planned to come out like this and force the emperor to write an edict and pass it on to His Royal Highness. At that time, it will not matter whether the emperor is dead or alive. But Yunxiang has reason to believe that if the emperor really wrote the edict. That would be certain death.

Even, the imperial concubine and the eldest prince had already forged the edict, just waiting to kill the emperor. Then the Shangguo Zhu led the troops back to the imperial city.

When the time comes, there is the emperor's holy decree, and the soldiers are coming to the city, maybe he can really choose a bargain.

But Yun Xiang couldn't understand, the Shangguo Pillar was like this now, could it be that they had already obtained the Tiger Talisman from the Shangguo Pillar's hands? Or, they plan to block the news after that and blatantly 'drive' back to the palace. And then make the decree public?

Since she couldn't figure it out, Yun Xiang didn't bother to think about it. Looking at the meaning of the imperial concubine, it is to take advantage of this opportunity. Simply eradicate dissidents by the way. The concubine who didn't stand by the side of the eldest prince is considered one, and she, who always destroys the original diachronic deeds, is also one!

"Flutter la la la ......" This is a flock of birds that have been resting in the distance after being alarmed.

Yun Xiang curled the corners of her lips and looked at Concubine Shu sitting on the concubine in the middle of the darkness. He said in a very low voice. "Here we are."

These people. The most elite people must be running for the dragon tent. Killing them was just a matter of incident, and they wouldn't find it much difficult.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for shouts like 'escort' and 'catch assassins' to be heard outside.

The Emperor was intent on working together to annihilate all of the Assassins. However, it is impossible to take care of all of them at such a moment.

The sound of swords came from outside the tent. This is the Lady's guards fending off the Assassins.

"Light up!"

Hearing Yun Xiang's order, the people who were waiting beside Concubine Shu lit the candle flame that had been prepared a long time ago with some trembling.

'Whew! ' The tent was opened. A tall man dressed in black rushed in with a steel knife in hand.

Concubine Shu looked at the bright red blood flowing from the sparkling knife. I was also a little panicked for a while. She looked at Yun Xiang, saw her calmly drinking tea, and swallowed back what she wanted to say. A little more stubborn and a little more heroic in my heart! Could it be that she is not as good as a little girl who has not reached the end of the year?

Yun Xiang hooked the corners of her mouth, and the three of Liangyue, who had been prepared for a long time, shot out crossbow arrows in an instant, and the arrows were heading for the vital point.

The big man's reaction was not slow, and the knife in his hand waved and blocked, and both arrows were missed. But he still died at the last arrow.

"Bearded!" The people who followed him closely were startled by the sudden change. He didn't have time to mourn for his companion for a moment, so he gritted his teeth and jumped into the tent.

This man was obviously prepared, after he dodged the crossbow arrow, he rushed at the imperial concubine who was sitting upright, Fufeng was the closest, drew his sword, and met him.

This person's kung fu is good, and his moves are all desperate moves, which should be the outlaws that Song Bing said.

It turned out that Gu Mo and Song Bing had already matched the code, and Song Bing's part of the people had wrapped a red ribbon around their right arm as a distinction from other assassins.

And judging from the sound of scolding and killing outside, Song Bing's side had already turned back in time and helped Qilinwei outflank the assassins.

Among this group of assassins, some of them are the dead soldiers raised by the great prince privately, and they are the most tricky. These people are completely painless killing machines, and they are not afraid of life and death in battle. So even if there are a lot of people here, they didn't subdue them all at the first time.

The Qilin Guards were all equipped with arm crossbows, but Song Bing and the others were mixed in it, but they couldn't use it directly, and they could only use it after they retreated to the rear.

Song Tiangang greeted him, and all his men retreated to the periphery, cutting off the back path of the assassins. The Qilin Guard's side lined up and attacked with crossbows.

There was a lively mind that wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but was caught by Song Tiangang and his party, who were copied in the back. Song Bing remembered Yun Xiang's explanation, and deliberately left a few live mouths, all of which removed their jaws after catching people, in case they bit the poison pill and committed suicide.

"Huh!" Fufeng ended the assassin's life with a sword, took two steps forward with a blood-dripping sword, and guarded the door of the tent with a pair of Emei thorns.

Yun Xiang saw the murderous aura on the faces of the two of them, and nodded with satisfaction. It's a bit of a one-man affair. Liangyue slowly walked to Concubine Shu's side, although she didn't make another move except with her crossbow just now. But Concubine Shu looked at her calmly, but she didn't doubt her ability at all.

Speaking of which, there are also a few palace maids in Concubine Shu who know kung fu. Usually I helped her a lot and solved a lot of troubles.

But those people's kung fu is not so good in front of Fufeng and Willow. Her people are absolutely enough to solve some private affairs. But to face such a big battle......

Concubine Shu glanced at the few people standing behind her, their expressions were a little nervous and stiff, and secretly calculated in her heart. It seems that she must also find a few skilled people to take with her. Just look at the leisurely Liu Yunxiang, how can it not make people envious and jealous?

However, Concubine Shu didn't have the slightest idea of beating the three people around Yunxiang. One is because she knows that Yunxiang does not suffer losses, and she will definitely not give her powerful person to others. Secondly, as a person who has been in the harem for more than ten years, how can he trust other people's cronies? (To be continued.) )