They are all dead soldiers, and their mission today is to kill and send them to their deaths.

Everyone escorted the queen mother and the crown prince to a safe place.

The originally bustling and crowded streets became quiet in an instant. There was a mess around the carriage, there were corpses everywhere, blood everywhere.

Meng Xilan clutched her son's hand tightly, not realizing that her front placket was stained with blood.

Changsheng stared at the outside with burning eyes, his heart was not without fear, but he still did not forget his mother beside him, and kept persuading himself to calm down.

Meng Qingyun's shoulder was badly injured.

He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, but the blood was bleeding too much.

Meng Xilan didn't want to tear off the hem of her clothes, tore them into strips of cloth, and simply covered the wound for him. At the very least, it will help him stop the bleeding.

Meng Xilan looked at Meng Qingyun's slightly white lips, held his face, and talked to him: "Brother Yun, if you hold on, your aunt will take you back to the palace." ”

Meng Qingyun nodded slightly, tugged at the corners of his mouth, and smiled reluctantly.

"Auntie, I'm okay...... Someone will come soon. ”

Meng Qingrong finally caught a live mouth, although he was young, he was very thoughtful.

"Auntie, I found a living mouth." He panted and walked up to Meng Xilan.

He looked at his injured brother and immediately became anxious. "Brother, are you alright?"

Due to excessive blood loss, Meng Qingyun's face became more and more pale.

Meng Qingrong was still bravely resisting the enemy a second ago, but at this moment, because he was worried about his brother, his eyes were red.

Meng Xilan supported Meng Qingyun's body, her face extremely gloomy.

Who the hell are they? Who's sending you dares to ambush here? Whose life do they want? Is it hers? Or is it the prince's?

Thinking about it, she secretly clenched her palms, her nails were about to poke into the flesh, and she didn't know that it hurt.

There was such a big commotion on the streets of the capital, Jing Zhaoyin knew that he was in big trouble, so he hurriedly arrived with troops and escorted the queen mother and the prince all the way back to the palace.

Because Meng Qingyun was seriously injured, he was also sent back to the palace together.

When Zhou Youchen was in the court, he was angry when he learned about it.

He threw the Manchu civil and military on the court and hurried to the Zhengde Gate.

Meng Xilan refused to let Changsheng ride alone anymore and sat in the carriage with him.

Meng Xilan hugged Changsheng tightly and held him in her arms like a child.

Changsheng knew that her mother was scared, and she was most afraid that something would happen to her.

"Queen Mother, it's okay, don't worry."

Meng Xilan was silent, just hugged him, thinking of the thrilling scene just now, and her heart was infinitely afraid.

If the arrow missed by half an inch, or Changsheng couldn't dodge, then he must have been seriously injured now.

Meng Xilan couldn't help but tighten her hands, hugged Changsheng, and secretly swore in her heart: Those who calculated her, she must let them pay for their blood debts.

Zhou Youchen lifted the curtain and looked at Meng Xilan, who was covered in blood, his brown eyes instantly gloomy and glowing.

When Changsheng saw his father, his eyebrows moved, and he only said: "Father, the queen mother and her sons have been assassinated." ”

Meng Xilan looked at Zhou Youchen with a faint gaze and spoke; "Your Majesty, the concubines have been calculated."

Her departure from the palace was only decided last night. Except for the people around the Internal Affairs Office and the emperor, there are few people in this palace who know the news, let alone the Meng family, so naturally they will not predict the prophet.

Zhou Youchen saw that her eyes were gloomy and there was still blood on her body, and he frowned and said, "You come down first, let me take a look!" ”

He was most afraid that something would happen to her.

Meng Xilan gently pushed his hand away: "The emperor must investigate this matter thoroughly!" ”

She doesn't need his comfort, she wants to know who is behind it?

The person in the world who wishes most for her death is Prince Rong, but he is no more. His family was also sent out of the capital! Who else has the ability, the guts, to dare to fight her idea?

Meng Xilan grabbed Changsheng's hand and got out of the carriage with him.

Zhou Youchen looked at the two of them carefully, and saw that Changsheng had a cut on his arm, and it didn't seem to be a big problem. And although Meng Xilan was covered in blood, she didn't seem to be injured.

Zhou Youchen touched Meng Xilan's hand, her hand was cold, like an ice cube.

Zhou Youchen saw that she was holding Changsheng's hand and didn't let go, so he said, "I will send someone to investigate immediately." I will send you back to the palace to rest first, and Jiao Aiqing will personally take care of the prince and Brother Yun. ”

Meng Xilan still shook her head: "No, Changsheng and Brother Yun have to go back with their concubines." ”

They are only in front of her eyes, and she is at ease.

At this time, he naturally relied on her for everything, nodded and said, "Okay, I will accompany you." ”

Within half an hour, the palace heard about the attack on the queen mother and the crown prince. The crowd was frightened and uneasy.

The temperament of the queen mother, no one knows and no one knows. She won't give up on this.

With her flawed nature, she will definitely investigate to the end, and there will not be one or two people who will suffer at that time.

Zhulu knew that Niangniang had been stabbed, and she was so shocked that she almost fainted.

When she knew that Zhulu was dead, it was like being struck by lightning.

What's going on? A person who has been good for an hour, how can he say that he is gone.

After Meng Xilan returned to Cining Palace, Baozhu stepped forward with red eyes: "Niangniang, the slave maid will serve you to change your clothes." It's all dirty......"

Meng Xilan waved her hand absently, and only let them take care of Brother Yun.

"What is there to dirty with this blood? This is the blood of Jade, and she died because of Hongu. ”

In a trance, she felt that she could still feel the presence of jade.

She always looks like she talks a lot, and she doesn't know how to look at her eyes.

Zhou Youchen looked at Meng Xilan, who was stunned alone, and a trace of guilt surged in his heart.

"Lan'er, it's my fault, I didn't protect you properly."

Meng Xilan looked at Zhou Youchen and said quietly: "They caught a live mouth, and the concubine will interrogate him personally!" ”

Since he was bent on death, presumably, his master must have confessed something. It is not easy for such a loyal person to want him to speak.

"Lan'er, you've just been frightened, it's better to rest. I will interrogate him myself. ”

"Your Majesty, the concubines will be tried in person!" Meng Xilan's tone became a little tough. "The concubine should listen to him with her own ears and tell who wants to harm the concubine and the prince." Meng Xilan's forehead was exposed, and she tried to endure her anger.

Zhou Youchen looked serious, and didn't say yes or disagree.

Meng Xilan needs someone with wrists, someone who is ruthless and accurate.

"Zhulu, you go out of the palace and let Gao Fuli come over to help me."

Zhulu was stunned when she heard this, and raised her eyes to look at the emperor.

When Zhou Youchen heard Gao Fuli's name, his eyebrows frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything, only waved his hand to signal her to do so.

Zhulu answered, thinking that if Gao Fuli knew about this, he would probably be scared.

At this time, Jiao Changqing was treating Meng Qingyun's wounds.

He was not lightly wounded, his shoulder was pierced by a long arrow, and his muscles and bones were injured. Thankfully, there was no poison on the arrow.

Jiao Changqing must connect the broken tendons for him, otherwise, his arm will not be able to exert any more force in the future.

The process is very painful.

Jiao Changqing looked at Meng Qingyun worriedly: "Can you stand it?" ”

Because it has to be fast, it is too late to use anesthetic.

Meng Qingyun was sweating in pain, gritted his teeth and insisted, "I can." ”

His consciousness had begun to drift away, and he was a little unclear.

Jiao Changqing immediately began to prepare, the palace maids were naturally timid, and they didn't dare to look at such a scene at all.

Jiao Changqing sent them all out, leaving only his assistant by his side.

In pain, Meng Qingyun gradually lost consciousness.

Jiao Changqing frowned and took care of his wound, and soon, a low sobbing sound came from outside.

He followed the prestige and asked who the assistant was?

"My lord, the county lord is here, it may be her ......"

Jiao Changqing put Meng Qingyun on the bed to rest, and then walked out of the door.

Sure enough, carefree is under the corridor, crying alone.

"His Royal Highness the County Lord......"

Worry-free turned around when he heard this, and saw that Jiao Changqing was about to ask a question, but saw that his hands were covered with blood, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Your Royal Highness the County Lord, don't worry, Young Master Yun is no longer in trouble."

Carefree asked with tears in his eyes, "Really?" I've heard he's badly injured! ”

Jiao Changqing didn't hide it: "Young Master Yun is indeed not lightly injured, and now he is fine." ”

Hearing this, he clasped his hands together, closed his eyes tightly and said, "Thank God......"

She opened her eyes again, looked over Jiao Changqing's shoulder, and looked into the room.

She saw Meng Qingyun lying on the bed, through the tent, she couldn't see his face clearly, she could only smell a faint smell of blood.

Jiao Changqing saw that her face was uneasy, and only said, "Your Royal Highness, it's better to go back first." Here, Wechen will take care of it. ”

"Yes, thank you, sir." Sanssouci knew that she couldn't help, and besides, she had to go to see the prince.

Changsheng was also injured, but he wasn't too badly injured.

Carefree hurried back again.

Changsheng's injuries have been properly dealt with, and he is resting. Seeing that he was worry-free, he hurriedly sat up and said, "Brother Qingyun, how is he?" ”

Wuwu walked to his bedside and asked him not to move: "Brother Qingyun is fine, Imperial Doctor Jiao is watching him, and the wounds are all bandaged." ”

Changsheng closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, but then frowned again: "It's all because of me!" ”

Worry-free hurriedly said: "How can I blame you for this? ”

"If I had reacted faster, maybe he wouldn't have been hurt."

Changsheng's heart was full of self-reproach, and he clenched his fists and pounded the bed hard.

Wuwu whispered to stop: "Don't move, in case the wound opens again, won't it be troublesome!" ”

Changsheng glanced at her and asked, "How is the queen mother?" ”

Wuwu hesitated for a moment before saying, "The queen mother was not injured, but she was angry." I just went to see her...... Her face was ugly. ”

Changsheng thought about it when he heard this, lifted the quilt and said, "No, I have to go over and take a look." ”

"No, I can't. You're still wounded......"

Changsheng gently brushed her hand away, and got out of bed and said, "Sister, I'm not so weak, I just shed a little blood." Those people...... Their goal is not necessarily my ......"

Worry-free raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said with a puzzled face: "How could it be?" ”

I heard that this assassination was carried out because someone found out his identity on the street, which caused a huge commotion and gave the gangsters a chance to take advantage of it.

Everything had happened so fast that he didn't have time to think about it.

He remembered now that he had just been in the street, where the archers were aiming, it was clearly not himself, but the carriage in which the queen mother was riding.

In his opinion, the first goal in their hearts is the queen mother, followed by him, the crown prince.