Shangguan Wan'er soon heard the sound of soldiers, but it was not a magnificent scene of soldiers on the battlefield.

The people who came were serious officers and soldiers, a total of 20 people, led by Xue Daxin, the commander of Guoyi in Baijian Zhechong Mansion, who was stationed in Jiange County, in the name of visiting Qincha, and entered the camp.

At the gate of the big tent, they broke out, took advantage of the unpreparedness of the feather forest, cut them all down, and stormed the big tent, and the four halberd guards on both sides of the big tent fought and retreated, covered in blood, and retreated into the big tent.

Xue Daxin shouted loudly, drove his subordinates to step forward, and found that a halberd guard was stabbed into the body of his subordinate soldiers, and before he could withdraw, he immediately stepped forward to hold the halberd, cut the halberd in one piece, and cut the throat with the last knife, taking the life of the loyal guard.

In the manager's seat in the tent, Quan Ce sits, he holds an ink strip in his hand and smears it on the table, Shangguan Wan'er lies on the opposite weapon rack, and Quan Ce paints a portrait of her.

Suddenly seeing the blood light, Shangguan Wan'er was in a mess and screamed.

Quan Ce dropped the ink strip, came to the weapon rack, propped his hands on Shangguan Wan'er's side, smiled, and said softly, "Wan'er, don't be afraid, wait for me for a while"

With a hard suffocation in his hand, a Mo knife was withdrawn from the weapon rack in his hand, untied the hairband on the top of his head, his hair was scattered, and he shouted, the dancing knife was like a wheel, and a step rushed violently, suddenly rushing to the enemy, seeing that a silver horizontal knife would be cut off from the top of his head, he suddenly spun in mid-air, and made a back-facing iron plate bridge to avoid, and the Mo knife in his hand did not change, and swept across their waists, and a cut was a big circle.

"Wow, yes" screams abounded, the strength of the Mo knife was unabated, several government soldiers were cut in half, Xue Daxin's body was back, and he dodged in time, and his abdomen was still cut open.

Quan Ce hit with one blow, and his heart was determined, these government soldiers seemed to be murderous, but they had never been to the battlefield, and they were not the same as him, an old oilman on the battlefield.

At this time, outside the account of the Chinese army, a large number of soldiers and horses had gathered, and Zhao Youhuan's voice was particularly loud.

"With Huan, restrain the soldiers and horses, don't act rashly"

Quan Ce yelled and ordered, swung his knife forward, like a mad tiger, and smashed straight into the enemy, and cut down a few people, and also ate a knife on his back, and when his blade fell again, it was Xue Daxin who was the leader.

He didn't have the courage of his soldiers, so he simply knelt on his knees, his face was pale, and he shouted with his eyes closed, "Spare my life, I am willing to surrender"

Quan Ce's brows furrowed, and with a slash, he cut off his head.

With a "bang", Quan Ce threw the Mo knife aside.

The soldiers brought by Xue Daxin gathered together, holding various weapons and nervously moving with his posture.

Quan Ce turned around and returned to Shangguan Wan'er's side, held her trembling hand, and stared at those government soldiers, "You guys, still putting on this look, do you want to die?" ”

Ping Pong, all the weapons were thrown away, people were all kneeling on the ground, and there were more than ten people, if they really wanted to be killed one by one, Quan Ce was afraid that he would have to be stabbed a few more times.

After Quan Ce gave the order, Zhao Hehuan rushed in with his troops and took away all the people who knelt on the ground.

The medical officer entered the account, applied medicine for the power policy, and bandaged the work, but Shangguan Wan'er refused to fake his hands to others.

Shangguan Wan'er's craftsmanship could not be complimented, Quan Ce felt even more painful than when he was just slashed, and grinned and said, "This Jiannan has a story"

Shangguan Wan'er ignored this stubble and kept a straight face, "Why did you take the risk yourself, call General Zhao in earlier, where would you get hurt?" ”

Quan Ce's face was flushed, and he said a little cowardly, "Wan'er is smiling, there are beautiful women by the side, and men probably only have blood and bravery, especially when they are a little sure."

"You are honest" Shangguan Wan'er looked at his broad back, the scars on his head were serious, and the admiration, pity and smile in his eyes were mixed, "This beautiful woman's body and mind are already in your pocket, I just ask you not to make any more dangers and make her worried."

Quan Ce repeatedly said yes.

Shangguan Wan'er was full of tenderness, unable to express it, and the green jade fingers wiped the old and new scars of Quan Ce one by one, and after a long time, she said, "In the future, I will definitely find a sword for Lang Jun"

"Hehe" Quan Ce smiled, the sword is an elegant thing, and he goes into battle to kill the enemy, but he is still the best at Modao, "Wan'er takes the pen and ink, and it is better to report this matter to Your Majesty as soon as possible."

Seeing Quan Ce holding a brush and writing hard, Shangguan Wan'er couldn't bear it, "Why don't Lang Jun use that feather last night?" ”

"Feathers? Quill, you say? Quan Ce didn't raise his head, "That's my secret, it's very important, it's not my heart, and I can't show it to others."

Secrets, his secrets, are often used in front of him, without even half an explanation.

Shangguan Wan'er's eyes turned into water, for a moment, she even moved the idea of giving up everything for him, but soon woke up again, they are the same kind of people, if others don't advance, they will retreat, if they don't advance, they will die, the only thing they can do is to cherish every moment of togetherness.

Shangguan Wan'er opened her mind, played with her heart, picked up another brush, dipped it in ink, and drew a lot of messy Taoism back and forth on the recital where Quan Ce wrote a lot of words.

Quan Ce had no choice but to stop writing, watching her laugh and have fun, so he simply pulled another piece of paper and smeared a postmodern style graffiti, arrogantly teaching Shangguan Wan'er, and the graffiti should also have a sense of beauty.

Shendu, Taichu Palace, Shuangyao City, East Palace.

Li Longji designed to spread false news, and if someone really colluded with the prince's guest Wu Yanxiu to make waves, he led the crowd to arrest the people, but he pounced, Wu Yanxiu lost face, and the East Palace caught the traitor's feet, and immediately acted vigorously and resolutely, kicking all the people who were suspicious of their deeds out of the East Palace.

However, Li Dan did not get peace.

Li Longji seems to deal with it impartially, but the people who are eliminated are all the hands of the imperial concubine Liu, who obviously did a lot of tricks and feet secretly, and quietly helped his mother, Concubine Dou, to grasp the initiative in the East Palace.

The imperial concubine is not easy to deal with, so she instigated her mother's family backhandedly, brought up the bad deeds of Dou's mother Pang Shi, and added rumors of the Dou brothers' lawlessness, which caused trouble in the court and ruined the lives of Li Longji's two cousins.

The chickens and dogs in the East Palace jumped, Li Dan appeased the two sides, tired of running for his life, but he was finally ruthless to punish San Lang who caused trouble, sighed, and gradually became a little clear in his heart, the six words on the white silk cloth, the outside must be cleared first, and the one who should be cleaned up is not just a subordinate official.

In this messy season, no one noticed that a paulownia puppet smeared with cinnabar and wrapped in multicolored silk threads was buried under an acacia tree in the backyard of the East Palace.

It was another morning, and Wei Tuan'er greeted the emperor's heir to meet the Empress Wu as usual.

"Your Highness, please" Wei Tuan'er was full of spring breeze, the smile on his face lingered, and the twisting of his waist and limbs was a little bigger.

In front of the Xianju Hall of the Queen's Bedroom, someone had already spread the word, and the Empress Wu said that the Holy Body was healthy, so that the emperor's heir would return to the East Palace, and there was no need to set the province every day.

Li Dan was like a thunderbolt.

Wei Tuan'er next to him looked greedily at his bleak face, and the corners of his red mouth opened more and more, revealing a gloomy smile.

(End of chapter)