Gu Jialiang struggled to endure all the thoughts in his heart, and tried his best to comfort himself, it's okay, it's all over again, just don't provoke him again in this life.

Gao Yanzhao was unruly, with a smile on his face that was enough to intoxicate all women, he put away his long sword step by step and walked in the direction of Gu Jialiang.

At this time, only Gu Jialiang was left standing alone on the high platform, still clutching his waist as if he was injured.

Gao Yanzhao only felt that this woman's face was weak, but her eyes were sharp and extraordinarily special, and she softened her tone without hesitation.

"Thank you, sister, for sacrificing her life."

The upright, not humble and not arrogant fist salute directly made Gu Jialiang stunned in place, and she was rarely flustered, and she also returned the salute.

"That's what everyone here should do."

Gao Yanzhao didn't seem to listen carefully to the compliments, and before Gu Jialiang could raise his head, he had already strode towards the old emperor.

At this time, Gao Shaolang felt a sense of crisis, Gao Yanzhao's momentum was too strong, he frowned, turned his gaze to the Cao Guifei, and gestured slightly.

Cao Guifei instantly calmed the old emperor's body and cried loudly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" You can't be fine! ”

When Gao Yanzhao saw this woman who was about the same age as himself, he had a cold face, and he opened her away at will with great disgust, and Cao Guifei was in disbelief.

screaming and about to pounce, "Do you know who I am, who gave you the guts!" ”

Gao Yanzhao's eyes turned cold instantly, as if he saw a corpse, "This king doesn't want to know, no one cares about one or two dead people in such a chaotic scene." ”

Cao Guifei was instantly frightened by his eyes full of murderous intent, and also forgot Gao Shaolang's eye instructions, and staggered back and dodged.

Gao Yanzhao sneered, and went up and patted the old emperor's shoulder.

"Imperial grandfather?"

Because at this moment, the only person who can control the reversal of the situation is Gao Yanzhao who rushed in with people.

All Rao's eyes seemed to be glued to his body, waiting with bated breath, they were not only afraid of whether His Majesty could be saved, but also worried about whether the long sword in Gao Yanzhao's hand would be unsheathed in the next second.

But apparently, he is only here to fulfill his filial piety.

It happened that he entered the palace today, and he also met the assassination of the emperor.

Gao Shaolang stepped forward and tried to control his tone as much as possible.

"Zhao'er is back, first pass the imperial doctor to see your father, I know that you are filial."

Gao Yanzhao turned his back to Gao Shaolang, and Gu Jialiang saw it clearly, what flashed on his face was a disdainful mockery.

The moment he turned around, he turned into an intimate look.

He walked towards Gao Shaolang in three steps and two steps.

"Uncle, I didn't pay attention to it just now, it turns out that you are also here, and the imperial grandfather is almost injured, thanks to this sister."

Gao Yanzhao had nothing to say, so he had to lead the words to Gu Jialiang, it seems that as the emperor's own son, you are not as bold as a weak girl.

A girl who has no relatives and no reason has the courage to rush up and want to block the emperor.

Everyone didn't notice the real scene here when they were fighting, and no one even noticed that they were stabbed at all.

It's just that in that scene, I thought Gu Jialiang was the one who rescued the driver.

Also, in a scene like this, no one would have other ideas, as for the others, there was only one masked woman beside the emperor who had been cut to death, and the other was Gu Jialiang, who was pale on his back.

No one could see how it happened, but the strange thing was that everyone regarded Gu Jialiang as the rescuer.

Even Gu Jialiang himself began to wonder what happened to him at that time, why his memory was blurry, white, and there were no cherry blossoms

Even the tingling sensation in the back of her heart was fake, and her hand trembled and touched it, not even touching anything different.

But the pain in that place really exploded enough to touch the blood in her heart, she twisted her brows, and her face instantly seemed to be brushed with a layer of white paper.

Even the corners of her mouth began to tremble and turn white, she didn't steady, and when the two were still-for-tat, she fainted unsupportably with one hand on the table.

……

Xu Duheng ran around in a panic with Qingdai, and at the same time felt frightened by the warmth of the palm of his hand, and the whole person instantly seemed to be doused with cold water.

He felt Qing Dai's declining body temperature, and he was extremely flustered, and Xu Duheng's eyes were unprecedentedly flustered.

"It's okay, it's okay, Qingdai don't sleep, wake up!"

Xu Duheng hugged Qingdai horizontally, and his voice became trembling and helpless because of wheezing.

A pair of eyes turned red, and those extremely attractive eyes were all hanging on Qing Dai's body, and he only had one idea now, to run faster.

As long as you go out of the palace gate, you can save her.

All the defenses of the inner palace were taken by Gao Yanzhao to the place where the emperor was assassinated, and there were still some remnants to fight with the attendants, and no one noticed such a picture that clashed with the scene.

Only Xu Duheng rushed out of the palace gate without drumming anything.

The trembling palace door seemed to be like a thin piece of paper under the domination of Xu Duheng's emotions, and it was pushed open by him at will.

Qing Dai was shaken groggily, as if someone was still shouting.

She couldn't feel it, it was like drowning, she was weak, she didn't have any restraint and fell, she kept falling.

I couldn't breathe, I couldn't shout, I didn't have the strength, I didn't even have the strength of my fingers, something was slowly flowing out of my body.

It's like constantly sucking something outward, and it's soft on the inside, without the slightest pain.

The feeling around her was getting colder and colder, and it seemed to be the icy lake water, which made Qing Dai lose her sense of security, and she shivered and curled up.

The voice was still shouting Qingdai, she couldn't hear it clearly, and she didn't know who was shouting.

But as if there was a fatal attraction, Qing Dai felt that the voice seemed to have a temperature, and she wanted to reach closer, no matter what she wanted to swim towards the voice.

There is no strength, no strength, I can't lift my fingers, and the things in my body are still draining outward, and Qing Dai can feel that she is gradually becoming lighter, like a feather stained with water.

Pressed by something and unable to float, she was helpless and lonely, wanting to roar in the deep sea, using all the strength she could, only to find that she couldn't hear anything at all.

The voice was really warm, and as soon as she heard it, her body warmed and heated for a moment, flickering far and near, like a dream.

The wave hit, and the feathers seemed to be pressed down again, and the painful suffocation came intermittently.

In this way, the cycle of ups and downs was endless dozens of times, and the body suddenly seemed to be wrapped in something.

Isolated from those cold sea waters, "Qing Dai Qing Dai ......"

The voice got closer, and Qing Dai struggled to raise her arm upward, and actually pierced the mirror-like layer of water alive.

That's another body of water.