I smiled and looked at Lin Jixiang firmly.

"Lin Qinshi's seer is indeed worthy of the piano, so let the qinist keep it."

Lin Jixiang's eyes showed the pain that could not be concealed, his eyes were foggy, his hands trembled and he took the paulownia wood, and his face slowly became ruthless.

"The slave is grateful to the King of Qin and Mrs. Xi for their great kindness, and the gift of the piano is unforgettable! The slave still has a song, dedicated to the birthday banquet of the king of Qin. He pleaded.

Ying Zheng responded without thinking.

"Good! The voice of the Grand Duke is like a wave, and the law is like a natural one, both with a heart, and all of them are played! His interest was aroused by the hidden sound of listening to the tune.

However, I seem to see the deep meaning in his eyes: even if he has the heart to make a move, even if he lets the horse come, he will not refuse Lin Jixiang's intentions!

I didn't know that Lin Jixiang had prepared other repertoire, at this time, seeing that Yingzheng had the intention of digging a pit, I was very anxious that he would accept it if he didn't see it, and leave through the gap of Yingzheng's kindness, but everyone knew it, and I couldn't dissuade it, so I had to sit back in place with my heart.

Ying Zheng saw that Lin Jixiang stroked the piano with his hand, and also paid attention to it.

"Wow~ding!" Lin Jixiang struck the strings with his fingers, as if giving a command, and the people gathered from the walls on both sides of the hall to the center of the hall with his sword, and began to swing his sword to help.

Lin Jixiang's repertoire is self-created, I haven't heard it, he starts with a slow note, followed by a crescendo melody; From the people's sword momentum is first lightly raised, and then it is also gradually sharpened.

Sudden and slow, sometimes praised, sometimes loose, and tight, and flowing and spreading. Lin Jixiang played attentively, listened to Ying Zheng with relish, and began to close his eyes and enjoy it.

I was worried about Lin Jixiang, and then I began to worry about Yingzheng who closed his eyes and listened intently: Lin Jixiang has gained a free body but is not in a hurry to leave, he must have a strange idea, but what is he going to do?

"Teng Tengteng..."

Lin Jixiang's strings suddenly became urgent, the swords in the dancers' hands also became faster, and the amplitude of the feet was also very tight, and my heartstrings were twisted together with the melody, and the tighter and tighter they were.

The eyes of the audience were condensed between Lin Jixiang's fingers.

I contemplated Lin Jixiang's intentions, and suddenly my mind flashed: Sword?

"Be careful, Your Majesty!"

When everyone was immersed in Lin Jixiang's music, a person suddenly rushed out from the closest place to Yingzheng in the midst of the rotation of the dancers. After breaking away from the large team, he went straight to Yingzheng on the main seat, and in an instant, a series of flying movements made everyone unresponsive, and when Meng Yi was the first to realize the danger and shouted, the sword of the riot dancer had already stretched out and approached the table.

"Bump!"

Meng Yi instinctively drew his sword and the sword light of the riot dancer, and then he had to shout and gather the connections of the attendants.

"Escort! Fast! ”

It's just that in the blink of an eye, Meng Yi and the riot dancer have already made a few moves, and the guards around Ying Zheng rushed up when they heard Meng Yi's order, and swung their knives at the riot dancer.

The dancer's skills are very extraordinary, although he deliberately stabbed, but even the two swords were barely resisted by the martial arts Meng Yi in a panic, and then retreated unscathed to the center of the hall in the siege of the guarded by all the masters, this ability is rarely able to be done.

Because of the soldiers and the sharpness of the weapons, Lin Jixiang and the people who danced with the assassins had withdrawn from the main hall. The ladies who were usually decent-mannered and slow-tempered also retreated to the side halls on both sides of the guard room of the personal maids. I stepped back with the people sitting on the same side. But his gaze remained on the tip of the Assassin's sword.

It seems that this is the person who made an important move in Lin Jixiang's chessboard.

The sword light and sword shadow quickly changed, because the inside of the hall was no more reckless than the outside, and Yingzheng and the ladies needed to avoid accidental injuries as much as possible, so the guards did not dare to wield the hilt of the sword too much. This made the riot dancers profitable and unharmed after a hundred tricks.

The sword was merciless, and the riot dancers kept moving around the guards, and when I saw that I was about to move to the side hall where I had retreated, I panicked, and made a mess with many of the ladies and maids around me, and felt unsafe to run to any corner.

We all know that the person the guards want to protect most is Yingzheng. Forcing the assassin into a corner and stabbing him to death, even if it was sacrificing the lives of one or two princesses in the process, was worth it to save Yingzheng from a catastrophe. So everyone was anxious and restless, but it seemed that there was really nowhere to hide.

The circle of scuffle is flickering far and near, but the battle situation has shifted from the main hall where Ying Zheng is located to this side, and everyone can feel that the guards are desperately trying to surround and intercept the assassins who want to go back to the main hall to the side hall where we are, so as not to threaten Ying Zheng who is watching the battle in the main hall.

I went with the flow. Tremblingly dodging the sharp sword and the brave men in battle, when they forced the assassin to brand his sword and approach the man we were evading, he wanted to run to the other corner with the flow of people, but he was unexpectedly pushed by the end of the line behind him.

Because the purpose was to encircle the assassin to the wall, so the guards at this moment formed a circle of most of the encirclement, and the only gap in the assassin's 360 degree was on my side against the wall.

I knew in my heart that Lin Jixiang would never tell an assassin about my relationship with him, so this assassin would not be soft on anyone, and the sword in his hand had already wounded several people, and the bean-sized blood droplets swung out in the surging sword momentum, and fell decisively on the ground, walls, and people's clothes—

He's already red-eyed, and it looks like I'm dead!

At the moment when I subconsciously felt that I could no longer survive, I saw Lin Jixiang running towards me from outside the palace to pay attention to the battle situation, but he was too far away to save me from the sword...

It was noisy, all kinds of shouts and swords coexisted in unison, and I instinctively suppressed the Luo onion who wanted to rush in front of me behind me to prevent her from coming out - if I die, I will die, anyway, I am also a superfluous existence in this world; But Luo Onion is different, she is only in her teens, and she can't die because of me.

The sword light is getting closer and closer, and the wind that is already close to the thorn makes me unable to open my eyes, it's a long story, but it's just a thought of time, and I have no choice but to say goodbye to this world in my heart...

I wonder if I can go back to my world?

"Your Majesty?"

"Meng Yi!"

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty—"

"Imperial Doctor!"

A tumult of sounds and movements arose, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a large crowd of people rushing to gather around the ground, and a small group of people next to the crowd (that is, beside me) to clean up the mess;

I saw a corpse covered in blood being carried out, and the corpse's chest and head were flowing low