She doesn't know any martial arts at all, and she has to protect herself for a while, so she must not cause chaos to Zhu Changjin! Lin Zhuozhuo thought about it in his heart, then pulled two hairpins from his head and held them tightly in his hands.

Zhu Changjin looked at her movements, and suddenly thought of a way in his heart, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and looked at Lin Zhuozhuo, although he was smiling, but Lin Zhuozhuo's body was cold.

Lin Zhuozhuo looked at him in a daze, and Zhu Chang snorted coldly, "Go down, immediately, immediately." ”

After speaking, he looked gloomy, kicked open the carriage door, and threw her down with a push, Yu Shu looked at Lin Zhuozhuo, he didn't know what was going on for a while, and was thinking about letting her hurry back to the carriage, and Zhu Changjin also followed.

The Assassin in front of him saw Zhu Changjin appear, and tightened the longbow in his hand, and the bow surface and the bowstring were pulled apart, making a sizzling sound.

Zhu Changjin's ears moved slightly, and he pulled Lin Zhuozhuo in front of him, and his slender and powerful arms hooked Lin Zhuozhuo's delicate and smooth neck.

At this moment, Lin Zhuozhuo couldn't move, Yu Shu saw this, his pupils dilated, what is the prince going to do?!

Lin Zhuozhuo's face was even more incredible, she was stunned at that time, did Zhu Changjin plan to use himself as a shield for the living?

Without waiting for her to think about it, the sound of the feather arrow piercing the sky came to her ears, Lin Zhuozhuo looked at the approaching arrow, and scolded several words in his heart!

Closed his eyes and waited for the stinging pain to strike, and at this moment, Yu Shu used a beautiful straight sword to knock the feather arrow out in an instant.

The airflow driven by the long sword lifted a few strands of hair in front of Lin Zhuozhuo's forehead, and there was no imaginary sting, Lin Zhuozhuo opened his eyes, and Yu Shu's sword was straight in front of him.

The assassin shot an arrow and revealed his position, so he didn't hide it, so Lin Zhuozhuo saw a group of people in black clothes coming out one after another from front of him.

At this time, Zhu Changjin used another force to stuff Lin Zhuozhuo back into the carriage with his arms.

"Stay good and protect yourself." Zhu Changjin threw down a cold sentence, closed the carriage door, drew another long sword under the carriage, and looked at the assassin in front of him with deep eyes.

From the appearance of their bows and arrows, Zhu Changjin recognized that they were still the dragon guards sent by the emperor, and as soon as he was in the carriage, he expected that this assassination was still the means of his imperial brother.

The swords of the two sides were tense, the fight broke out in an instant, the clanging sound of swords and metal colliding sounded all around, Lin Zhuozhuo curled up in the carriage, still holding the hairpin firmly in his hand, and did not dare to slack off at all, after all, this is a fatal event.

Zhu Changjin unsheathed his long sword, attacked with the sword, defended with the sheath, and shot fiercely and steadily, coupled with the cooperation with the dark guard and Yu Shu, although their group was outnumbered by the assassins on the opposite side, but they could all be defeated by one enemy, so they did not lose the upper hand during the battle.

Time passed slowly, Lin Zhuozhuo spent seconds in the carriage, outside the carriage, blood gushed out from the punctured skin on both sides, splashed onto the car window, and leaked down drop by drop.

Suddenly, the carriage was slammed open, the door flew out, and Lin Zhuozhuo saw the seriously injured Zhu Changjin fall under the car.

A burst of intense pain erupted in Zhu Changjin's body, radiating from his spleen and stomach to his whole body, and a bloody breath came out of his mouth, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, but instead of red blood, it was black blood!

Only then did he realize that he had been poisoned!

What went wrong? This poison comes from the spleen and stomach, is it the bowl of slightly bitter white porridge in the morning?!

Zhu Changjin fell to the ground, the blood at the corner of his mouth dripped down his clothes and fell to his hands, on the ground, he held his sword strongly, half-squatting and stood up, but at this time, a long sword came with a roar, his eyes had begun to blur, and he no longer had the strength to lift the long sword in his hand.

The fierce sword qi had arrived, but the expected pain did not come, and Zhu Chang looked at it, and a thin figure was blocking his side!

Lin Zhuozhuo took the broken car door and barely took the sword, but she overestimated her strength, the sword pierced through the car door, and grazed her arm, the sleeve on Lin Zhuozhuo's arm was torn instantly, and the long sword pierced the skin, splashing a string of blood.

Just as the assassin was about to cut off another sword, Yu Shu pierced him in the heart with a sword.

At this moment, there was a sound of horses' hooves, and the assassin heard the sound, and immediately retreated. Zhu Changjin did not let the dark guard continue to chase.

The person who came was the medicine valley doctor who had lived in the palace for a long time, and Yan Feng who had returned from going out to run errands.

At this time, the scene gradually calmed down, Yan Feng took the guards to bandage the injured people briefly, and while treating the seriously injured Zhu Changjin, he sent someone to hire a new carriage.

Yan Feng first stopped the spread of Zhu Changjin's toxin, and then let him take the antidote pill, which can alleviate the toxin for some ordinary poisons.

Lin Zhuozhuo was also simply bandaged.

Not long after, a new carriage came, and Zhu Changjin and Lin Zhuozhuo got into the carriage and returned to the palace.

Along the way, Zhu Changjin's face was terrifyingly cold, and he pursed his lips, because the toxin had not completely faded, so there was still a layer of cold sweat on his face.

But the reason for his cold face was not poisoning, but these assassins.

He thought that this time the assassins were still Long Wei, but what he didn't expect was that these assassins did not do anything to take his life, but chose to seriously injure him.

This is obviously not in line with the style of the emperor.

So, who could it be, so hopefully that he would be upset?