Second, the fragrance is gone

Xiangbao told Hua Mei that her husband allowed them to go out of the palace to worship Sicha and Autumn Painting, and they could finally give their sisters a ride openly.

The sky was clear, and the carriage in the palace slowly drove out, and the coachman was Shi Lian, and all the women who entered Wu from Yue Country were sitting in the car, except for Sicha and Qiu Hui. On both sides of the car were escorted Wu Bing, and Wu Feng was the leader. This was the first time they left the palace after entering Wu, and there was silence in the carriage, and no one spoke.

The carriage came to a slow stop.

"Here we are." Wu Feng opened the curtain of the car and unconsciously looked at Xiangbao.

Xiangbao quietly closed his eyes and followed Hua Mei and the others out of the carriage.

"We want to give our sisters a ride in peace." Hua Mei stopped Wu Bing, who was about to enter the cemetery with him, his face was cold.

Wu Feng raised his hand and signaled, let them into the cemetery, and did not follow.

When kneeling on the graves of Sicha and Qiue, Xiangbao didn't know if they were worshipping the dead Sicha and Qiue, or themselves.

The plain-clothed women paid their respects to the dead in silence, and none of them noticed the murderous motive behind them. The man who was hidden in the darkness slowly raised his hand, it was the secret order of the assassination.

In an instant, the arrow was off the line.

As soon as Xiangbao got up, he saw the woman next to him fall silently, with an arrow stuck in her vest. She fell in front of Sicha's grave, and even maintained a kneeling posture. On the plain dress, the bright red blood spread little by little, and those bright colors stung Xiangbao's eyes.

"Run!" I don't know who is shouting.

The sound of the arrow cutting through the air was so harsh that Xiangbao felt like she had lost all her strength, and she could only stand there in a daze.

"Shih Tzu Run!" Hua Mei hurriedly took Xiangbao's hand and dodged those dark arrows.

By the time the guards outside the cemetery heard the screams and ran in, the cemetery had become a hell on earth, and those flower-like lives had withered.

"Is anyone still alive?" Wu Feng shouted, and ordered the guards around him, "Let's see if anyone is still alive." ”

The stunned guards hurriedly stepped forward, they were all warriors on the battlefield, but no matter how tragic the war was, it was not as good as all this.

When they came, they were still alive, and they came to worship their dead sisters, but by this time, they were all ......

Those plain faces were stained with blood, and those beautiful eyes never closed until death......

They don't blink an eye.

"Save ...... Help me......" a faint voice came.

A guard stepped forward and carefully pushed aside a corpse that had been pierced through the heart by an arrow, and saw that there was still a living life under the corpse.

Linglong trembled, her face was pale, and she couldn't speak.

"General Wu, here's one."

Wu Feng, who was confirming the identity of the deceased, hurriedly stepped forward, and frowned after seeing Linglong's appearance: "Send her back to the carriage." As he spoke, he turned back and said loudly, "Look for it again!" ”

Wu Fengzheng bent down to carefully identify the corpse, and a thin voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Aren't you disappointed that you didn't see me?" ”

He looked back and saw that it was Xiangbao, and Hua Mei was supporting her.

He frowned unconsciously: "It's okay, go back to the carriage first." ”

Xiangbao didn't move, just stood quietly. Wu Feng didn't look at her either, and went back to continue looking.

"General Wu, I've looked for it." Someone came forward and reported, "There is no one left alive." ”

Wu Feng nodded, and was just about to leave, but he heard someone exclaim: "This ...... Here's one more! ”

Under a tombstone, a woman in white stood up, her face as white as her clothes, her face was cold, like a wandering spirit.

"Zheng Dan!" Hua Mei whispered.

There were only four people left on the carriage back to the palace.

"Who is it, who is so vicious......" Hua Mei gritted his teeth.

"yes, who is it?" Zheng Dan spoke slowly, the corners of her lips were actually smiling, but there was endless coldness in that smile, her eyes looked out through the car window, and Wu Gong was already close in front of her.

Linglong was probably frightened and sobbed on the side, and Xiangbao was in a daze. The carriage stopped suddenly, and Xiangbao, who was in a daze, hit the wall of the car, and his forehead was red. The curtain of the car was suddenly lifted, and Xiangbao looked up and met a pair of dark eyes.

Husband is poor?

His hair was slightly messy and looked a little ...... Panic? He suddenly raised his hand, Xiangbao was stunned, and felt the slightly cool big hand on his forehead.

"Hurt?" He narrowed his eyes slightly.

Xiangbao shook his head and pointed to the wall of the car: "I just hit it." ”

As soon as his body was light, Xiangbao had already been carried out of the carriage. The three remaining women in the car had different expressions.

Xiangbao was sent back to the Drunken Moon Pavilion, and after being checked by the doctor, the husband left. At the same time, a sense of uneasiness began to permeate the Wu Imperial Hall.

King Wu ordered a thorough investigation into the matter.

When Xiangbao went to Lanyue Pavilion to see Hua Mei, she learned that Linglong's face was injured and moved to Lanyue Pavilion to live with Hua Mei for easy care.

It was an extremely horrible wound that almost ruined Linglong's eye.

"Shih Tzu, you say...... Will I have a scar on my face? "Linglong's spirit is not very good, and there is only this sentence to say.

On the way back to the Drunken Moon Pavilion, Xiangbao bumped into a person head-on when he passed around the corner of the corridor. Stop the footsteps, Xiangbao clenched his fists, it's Wu Feng!

Seeing that it was Xiangbao, Wu Feng was also stunned for a moment, and subconsciously held down the saber. Xiangbao took a step back, looked at Wu Feng with a wary face, and then was relieved, there were palace maids who came and went here, how could he dare to poison her in front of the public.

"Isn't it disappointing?" Settle down, Xiangbao smiled lightly.

"What?" Wu Feng frowned.

"Traps in the jungle, assassinations in the cemetery...... It didn't take so much effort to kill me. Xiangbao hooked her lips and smiled charmingly, "Aren't you disappointed?" ”

Wu Feng looked at the smiling woman in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.

The king's favorite lady, Lady Shih, knew the secret of him and Yun Ji, and he had tried to kill her several times. When I saw her before, she was beautiful, but she was always as ignorant as a child, and perhaps because of this, he didn't have the power to kill her several times. It's just that he never knew that the woman with childlike ignorant eyes could smile like this...... Dangerous.

Yes, dangerous.

The ultimate beauty is danger.

"What nonsense are you talking about? What traps? What assassination? Wu Feng frowned.

"Don't pretend to be confused, who else wants to kill me but you? Oh...... And your father, Lord Xiangguo. Xiangbao pursed her lips and chuckled, "Did Yun Ji give you a piece of champa?" ”

"The veil is there for you?!" Wu Feng was taken aback, no wonder he couldn't find it.

"Yes, the first time I saw you, you brought it to wipe my tears." Xiangbao hooked her lips, "The upper right corner of the handkerchief is still embroidered with Yun Ji's name." ”

Wu Cover's color sank, he was too careless.

"Want to kill me? If I die, the veil will immediately be presented to the king, do you believe it? ”

"What do you want?" Holding the sword, Wu Cover's color was extremely ugly.

"All I want is peace." Xiangbao's eyes suddenly darkened, "Please tell Lord Xiangguo, if he dares to touch any of us again, I will bury you with you." ”

"What do you mean?" Wu Feng was puzzled, "Do you suspect that the mastermind of this assassination is my father?" That's impossible! ”

Xiangbao ignored him and left.

In the afternoon, it suddenly started to rain.

"Madam, General Wu has something to see." Azusa passed at the door.

Wu Feng? What is he here for?

"Ask him to stay in the hall for a moment." Although he had doubts in his heart, Xiangbao still nodded, ready to go and see what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

After tidying up his messy clothes a little, Xiangbao walked out of the room and saw Wu Fengzheng sitting in the hall with his head down, with water hanging on his body. Why is he in such a hurry that he actually came in the rain?

Xiangbao sat down and motioned for Ziruo to serve tea.

"Madam......" Wu Feng wanted to say and stopped.

Xiangbao raised his eyebrows slightly, and his intuition was nothing good.

"My father is old, if there is anything that offends my wife, please forgive my wife." The hand placed at his side slowly tightened, clenched into a fist, and Wu Feng gritted his teeth.

Xiangbao's face was inexplicable, which one is this singing?

"Lord Sangkook...... What happened to him? After a moment's hesitation, Xiangbao spoke.

"Madam, this assassination in the cemetery really has nothing to do with my father!" Wu Feng took a step forward and said with some excitement, "My father is just upright, and he didn't mean to offend Madame, and I asked Madame to explain this matter to the king!" ”

"General Wu is so interested." A joking voice made Wu Feng's face turn white in an instant.

Xiangbao looked sideways at the door, and the husband didn't know when he came, and he didn't know how much he had heard.

"What does Madame say?" The husband looked at Xiangbao with a casual smile in his eyes.

Xiangbao clenched his fists slightly.

"Great King, Great King......" In the distance, it was Yun Ji's voice, she rushed into the Drunken Moon Pavilion in embarrassment, and knelt at the feet of her husband, "Please forgive your uncle!" ”

"What do you say, ma'am?" Turning to look at Xiangbao, the husband said with a smile.

"But it's up to the king to decide." Xiangbao let go of his fist.

The husband smiled.

In the end, it was just a small punishment and a big punishment, and it was over. Wu Zixu is Wu Xiangguo, not to mention, there is no direct evidence to prove that he is the mastermind behind the scenes.

Sitting in the room, Xiangbao felt that she was becoming less and less like herself, because she couldn't raise any interest in front of a table of delicacies.

"Madam, Mrs. Zheng Dan sent a maid and said that you would like to come to the garden for a drink." Ziruo came in and said.

"So late?" Xiangbao was a little surprised, Zheng Dan had always been very cold to her, how could he suddenly invite her to drink?

Ziruo stood aside with her hands down, Xiangbao looked at her, got up and put on her robe and walked out of the Drunken Moon Pavilion. It was already dark outside, and there wasn't even a star in the sky, so Xiangbao wondered as she walked, would one or two assassins pop out of nowhere and send her "woe water" to Huangquan Road with one sword.

"There are assassins!" A shrill voice pierced the silence, and then there was a cacophony.

Xiangbao stood at the gate of Zheng Dan's garden, looking sluggish, really thinking about something.

Husband is poor? When he saw the figure fighting in the garden, Xiangbao was slightly stunned, he was also there? Which one is this singing?

Several black-clad and masked assassins surrounded him, and the ground was already full of dead and wounded, and the fucha stood under the moon, the sword in his hand glowing with cold light, and his attack was as fast as lightning. With the piercing scream just now, the surroundings were already lit up, and the guards surrounded them with torches. If it is an assassination, now it can be regarded as a complete failure, there are more and more guards, don't say that these assassins can't kill Fucha, even if they can kill Fucha, they will never be able to escape from this Wu Palace.

If it were usual, this kind of scene Xiangbao would definitely be avoided, but ...... Xiangbao's gaze fell on the assassin who was entangled with her husband. The image of his back is amazing...... Weiqin.

The corners of Fucha's lips were slightly raised, as if he didn't care about this life-and-death contest at all, the sword in his hand was as elegant as a dancer, he was the absolute king. Although the black-clad assassin was barely able to fight against him, his physical strength was obviously insufficient, and his movements gradually slowed down.

Under the moonlight, the husband is dressed in white singles, and her body is thin, people often say that she is a disaster. Just looking at the cruel smile at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, Xiangbao couldn't help but think of the cruel decision that day at the foot of Fujiao Mountain, he instantly put all the thieves to death with the strength of one person.

The splash of blood, with a sticky fishy smell, seemed to be his best background, Xiangbao never knew that killing people could be so gorgeous...... Such a cruel beauty......

A sword stabbed at the attacking black-clothed assassin, his thin lips raised coldly, and his narrow eyes raised, he looked straight at the last man in black standing. With a slight tremor in his heart, Xiangbao took a deep breath and strode over. Although the Yue Nu said that Wei Qin went to the Yue Kingdom to supervise the country, it seemed unreasonable to assassinate in this Wu Palace at this time, but ......

Xiangbao's mind is full of Weiqin's appearance. That day in front of the hut, after Wen Chong told the fact that she was his sister, the unruly red-clothed young man's death-like silent eyes, she still felt heartache when she thought about it now...... And in the Wu Palace, he said that he liked her......

However, she is his sister, and she is his blood relative!

The black-clad assassin raised his hand sharply, and something flew out of his hand, shooting straight at Fucha. Xiangbao's eyes were blank, she couldn't think, but her body was already one step ahead, and she quickly rushed into the crowd and rushed towards the black-clothed assassin......

The hidden weapons that were originally shot at Fucha were all nailed into Xiangbao's body, and the stinging pain in her shoulder blades almost stunned her, Xiangbao took a few steps backwards and fell into the arms of the man in black: "If you don't want to die, take me as a hostage." Holding back the pain, she spoke in a low voice.

It's just that at that moment, Xiangbao suddenly didn't understand herself, just be a hostage, why did she block that row of hidden weapons for that troubled water? Isn't it an addiction to being a target? She's also flesh and blood...... Hurt......

The black-clad assassin did as Xiang Bao wished, and held his sword across her neck.

"Let her go." Fucha's gaze fell on Xiangbao's bleeding wound, and the hand holding the sword tightened slightly.

With such a cold voice, even Xiangbao shuddered when she heard it. Holding back the severe pain, Xiangbao looked sideways at Fucha, who was also staring at her, and his eyebrows were no longer as leisurely as before, full of strong killing aura.

"Let her go." The husband repeated coldly, and the momentum was terrifying.

If it was Xiangbao, I am afraid that he should have been frightened and abandoned the sword and fled.

"She's already seriously injured, and if you want her to die, just stop her." Faintly, the black-clothed assassin who held Xiangbao hostage said.

The voice...... It's not Weiqin! Xiangbao looked up with difficulty, and those eyes were ...... Shi Lian?

Xiangbao was about to vomit blood, but it had come to this point, she couldn't jump up and point at Shi Lian's nose and say, why aren't you Wei Qin. But...... How could she have mistaken Wei Qin? The surprise in his heart was not shown on his face, and Xiangbao was quietly detained.

"Do you think you can get out of the palace like this?" The corners of his mouth pulled into a very faint smile, and the husband said.

Shi Lian didn't say a word, but just pressed the cold blade close to Xiangbao's neck.

The smile on Fucha's lips deepened, but his eyes became colder, and after being by his side for so long, Xiangbao knew that this expression meant that he was about to go crazy.

"Let's." Holding Xiangbao in his arms with his left hand and holding a sword in his right hand, Shi Lian, who was masked in black, said coldly.

"The king......" Wu Feng arrived with his troops, and he looked at his husband with some hesitation, waiting for instructions.

"Get out of the way." With a wave of his hand, Fucha narrowed his eyes and said.

This is the first time in his life that he has endured, just for a woman.

Wu Feng was slightly stunned, and then hurriedly led the team to take a step back and make way out. Shi Lian clasped Xiangbao's shoulder, looked at his husband vigilantly, and slowly retreated. At this moment, a trace of fishy sweetness suddenly surged up in his throat, Xiangbao was dizzy, and couldn't help but let out a mouthful of blood.

Shi Lian was startled, and he had already received a sword on his shoulder.

"Let her go." Fucha raised his lips coldly, "If you don't want to die." ”

Feeling the viscous liquid fall on her face drop by drop, Xiangbao couldn't help but raise her head slightly, and saw the sword in her husband's hand stabbing straight into Shi Lian's right shoulder with a cold light. Under the moonlight, the dark red liquid slowly dripped down the cold sword, which was extremely strange.

Xiangbao knew that as long as Shi Lian made the slightest movement, the sword would split him in half.

Shi Lian was not moved at all, just raised his hand, and some warm fingers gently slid over the corners of Xiangbao's lips. The blood-stained hand stretched out, and he said, "Her blood is black." ”

The husband was stunned, and the sword in his hand hesitated slightly.

"Kill me, and she'll bury me."

Through the black masked cloth towel, Xiangbao could see Shi Lian's sneering expression. That secret weapon was actually fed with poison!

The husband frowned faintly and did not speak.

"I forgot to tell you that in three hours, if there is no antidote, she will surely die." As if afraid that the chips would not be sensational enough, Shi Lian added again.

The thin lips pursed slightly, the husband raised his hand slightly, and pulled out the sword that pierced Shi Lian's shoulder, and the viscous liquid immediately gushed out from the wound.

"Let's go, as long as you have the ability to get out of Wu Kingdom." The husband put the sword back into the sheath, "The widow only waits for one day, if you don't see the lady come back intact before the sun goes down tomorrow, even if you turn Wu Guo upside down, the widow will find out you." He spoke slowly, his voice was terrifyingly cold, although he was looking at Xiangbao, the words were said to Shi Lian.

Xiangbao couldn't help but tremble spinelessly, she had never seen her husband's eyes so terrifying......

"Let's go!" Buckling Xiangbao into his arms, Shi Lian gritted his teeth and snorted softly, and quickly retreated.

"Seal off all the gates at once, and detain and question all those who are injured." Behind him, Fucha's voice rose coldly.

Shi Lian was slightly stunned, but he didn't pause at his feet, and left quickly.

The husband is a demonstration, a warning. The city gate is locked, if Xiangbao does not return to Wu Palace before the sun sets tomorrow, then he will inevitably come to an urn to catch turtles.

With a slight lightness of his body, Shi Lian took Xiangbao to jump out of the palace wall with a sigh of relief, and quickly dodged the pursuers behind him.

In the shadow of the garden, there was a plain woman standing all the time, and she watched the whole fight with a sneering expression, as if she was just watching a performance.

That woman is Zheng Dan.