Wang Shaoming did not suffer much in the cold palace, and Xiao Zhaowen finally compromised and wrote an edict to Xiao Yuanda to return to the dynasty.

But after Wang Shaoming left, He Jingying waited for several days and didn't see anyone come to take her out. He Jingying dug a small hole in the wall of the cold palace and looked out every day. But except for the guards who bring food every day, no one will come to the cold palace.

In the cold palace, some gruel is sent every day. Dendrobium gave porridge to He Jingying, and only drank rice soup by herself. It wasn't until one day that Dendrobium fell in front of the guards when she was grabbing porridge, and He Jingying found that Dendrobium was so weak.

When the guard saw Dendrobium fall to the ground, he kicked in disgust: "It's really bad luck today." ”

He Jingying hurriedly rushed forward and protected Dendrobium: "My lord, please save him." ”

The guard was annoyed: "What to save! Who are you, don't you know yourself? A bunch of maggots sitting and waiting to die! ”

He Jingying grabbed the guard's clothes and said, "He's just an old man, he's not dead yet." He was just hungry. My lord, I beg you to be kind and give me a bowl of porridge. ”

The guard kicked the bucket of porridge beside him to the ground. The bucket rolled twice on the ground, and a few drops of rice soup dripped out of the bucket.

The guard pointed to the rice soup: "Isn't this porridge?" Eat yourselves! ”

The guard raised his feet and was about to leave, but He Jingying grabbed the placket of his clothes: "He's just an old man!" ”

The guard didn't expect He Jingying to look like such a crazy, thin and small woman with so much strength. After struggling, he didn't break free of He Jingying's hand, and was suddenly ashamed, he turned around and kicked He Jingying to the ground: "Crazy woman! I don't care about you! ”

He Jingying covered her ribs and looked up at the guard: "Do you really want to do this?" ”

The guard was shocked by He Jingying's cruel eyes: "What do you want to do?" ”

He Jingying slowly stood up, looked at the guards and said, "I asked you to bring him a bowl of porridge, but you really refuse?" ”

"You're crazy! Hurry up and get out of the way! ”

He Jingying looked at the guards indifferently: "Let me ask you again, do you really refuse?" ”

The guard was shocked by He Jingying and took a step back.

The two guards behind him also sensed that something was wrong and surrounded him.

He Jingying's eyes flashed, and her body ghostly attacked the guard. As soon as the guard drew his sword, he felt a chill in his abdomen. He looked down and saw a sharp, polished-edged stone piercing his abdomen.

If you can't even save the life of your own life-saving benefactor, what's the point of hiding?!

He Jingying's eyes were soaked with killing intent.

The two guards behind him were horrified and quickly drew their swords and rushed over.

He Jingying took the knife, blocked it in front, and blocked the blade that seemed to be chopped by herself.

He Jingying's body has not fully recovered, and she only feels that the tiger's mouth is numb under this block, and the knife in her hand almost falls off.

Fortunately, the guards on duty in the cold palace were not like Yu Linwei, and after a few moves, He Jingying slowly gained the upper hand.

"Okay, good, there's a fight!"

"It's so pretty!"

The half-crazy, half-stupid people in the cold palace actually clapped their hands and applauded.

He Jingying suddenly shouted loudly: "It's these people who stop you from letting the emperor come up to see you!" Why don't you do it yet?! ”

Those half-crazy and half-stupid people were stunned by He Jingying's roar.

"Your Majesty?"

"That's right, this palace hasn't seen the emperor for a long time!"

"It's you!"

The madwoman rushed forward, ignoring the guard's sword, and pounced on the guard's hair.

She pounced, and the guard subconsciously stabbed, and the tip of the knife instantly passed through the madwoman's body. Blood was pouring from the mouth of the mad woman, who was still howling: "Slut! You're a slut! ”

When the others saw the madwoman die under the guard's knife, they all screamed instantly.

"Murder! Killed! The emperor doesn't want us anymore! Let people kill us! ”

The scream made the guard's scalp tingle, and the guard who killed the madwoman subconsciously stepped back: "It's not me!" Not me! ”

Those people didn't care what he said, and they rushed up like crazy and tore at his hair and clothes. The guard screamed in fear.

He Jingying took advantage of the moment when the guards who were fighting with her were distracted, and slashed the man's neck with a knife.

He Jingying panted and threw the knife on the ground. The other guard was still screaming in despair.

He Jingying hurriedly picked up the dendrobium on her back and stumbled out. She didn't know where to go, but she couldn't hide it.

But as soon as she walked out of the door of the cold palace, her footsteps stopped.

Wang Shaoming led a palace maid to stand outside the cold palace. Wang Shaoming stood there with a pale face, thinking that he could hear the screams and wails in the cold palace clearly.

The palace maid behind Wang Shaoming saw He Jingying walking out with Dendrobium on her back covered in blood, and turned around and ran away with a scream.

said that it was too late, Wang Shaoming pulled off the hairpin on his head, turned around and chased after the palace maid to stab it.

The golden phoenix hairpin pierced from the palace maid's right neck into the left neck. The palace maid didn't say a word, and fell limply to the ground.

Wang Shaoming leaned against the wall, his hands trembling uncontrollably, and his hands were still stained with the blood flowing from the palace maid's body.

Wang Shaoming endured the dizziness and stood up and asked He Jingying: "Now, what should I do now?" ”

Wang Shaoming looked at the mess, trembling and said, "It's all me, I'm late, it took me several days to think of a way to get you out." Wang Shaoming pointed to the palace maid who fell to the ground, and then pointed to the cold palace: "What now?" Someone will come in a while, and I can't hide it. ”

"You go first."

Wang Shaoming looked up at He Jingying, and couldn't react a little: "Where am I going?" ”

Where can I go? If Xiao Luan knew that Wang Shaoming had killed the palace maid he had arranged to monitor her, he would definitely think that she was out of control.

People who can't be controlled, in Xiao Luan's opinion, can only be killed.

He Jingying turned her heart sideways: "Wherever you go, it counts." ”

While he was talking, several guards approached in the alley.

"Who?"

"What's going on?"

He Jingying gently put the dendrobium on the ground, let him sit against the wall, and held a knife in front of Wang Shaoming. After fighting with the three guards for so long just now, her hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

Her body did not recover, she only drank some porridge every day in the cold palace, she actually had no strength to support it, and her eyes were black. But she still stubbornly stood in front of Wang Shaoming.

The guard hesitated when he saw the scene in front of him: "The queen mother? ”

But the hesitation was only for a moment, and they quickly came back to their senses.

"Take it!"

He Jingying faced the blade that was coming towards her. These guards are all patrolling the palace, and they are naturally much more powerful than the guards guarding the cold palace.

With a "bell", He Jingying's hands were numb, but she still couldn't hold the knife.

He Jingying's legs and feet were weak, and she knelt on the ground. The guard put a knife on He Jingying's neck.

He Jingying smiled weakly.

Is it true that I just stole so many days?

But what's the point? I've been in the cold palace, and I haven't seen the person I want to see.

From the wound of the tiger's mouth that was shattered by the knife, a drop of blood fell to the ground, drop after drop, like a brilliant ruby in the sunset.

He Jingying looked up at the guard, was the last person she saw in her life actually this person?

He Jingying's eyes turned black for a while, such an ordinary face, she may not remember it if she wants to hold a grudge.

With a "poof", He Jingying's pupils dilated slightly. A snake-like thing peeked through the guard's chest.

Wang Baoming screamed in fright. This scream made He Jingying see the things in front of her more clearly. It wasn't a snake that came out of the guard's chest, but a newt. A white newt with scaly arms thick.

The newt came out of the guard's chest, and was immediately exposed to the sun, its head raised and screamed, the blood-red cheeks on both sides were angry, the scale armor on its body turned black in an instant, and its eyes opened suddenly, revealing blood-red eyes.

The guard in front of He Jingying fell softly, revealing a masked man behind him, the sword in his hand still dripping blood.

Ghost-faced Lang-kun?

He Jingying's figure was about to fall down in a flash, but she was firmly supported by the ghost-faced Langjun's hand.

He Jingying struggled to maintain the last trace of clarity and looked at the ghost-faced Langjun. A pair of amber pupils peeked out from behind Ghostface's mask.

What a familiar look.

He Jingying finally laughed.

I recognized the look.

Xiao Lian, I'm finally waiting for you.

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