Chapter 170: Falling Flowers Dance in the Wind
"Dan Leaves ......"
He shouted her name, and the wide sleeves were stained with blood on her chest, and the fear and anger that he had never felt before rose in his heart
The inner servants were panicked left and right, and they came forward to check on the emperor's injuries, and Emperor Zhaoyuan waved his hand and shouted angrily: "Go and help Zuo Xiang"
At this time, only a deep cry was heard, and under the jade steps, the mysterious black-clothed man who fought with Zuo Xiang and prevented him from stepping forward to save the driver rushed out, wanting to force the opponent back, and also left.
"Want to escape?"
Zuo Xiang snorted coldly, and the long sword that could not be unsheathed in his hand swept across, and between the sword intent, it was like a cloud of energy
He fought against the man in black for a while, and faintly gained the upper hand, but the man in black did not seek victory, only wanted to stumble his hands and feet, and he couldn't get out for a while.
The man in black with the golden knife snorted and took a step back, but he happened to be surrounded by the clouds emitted by the left minister, and he was suddenly in danger.
At the critical moment, a figure rushed over, intentionally or unintentionally, he actually dispersed the cloud qi sword intent with his own true qi
Seeing that the opportunity could not be missed, the man in black with the golden knife hurriedly flew away.
Zuo Xiang narrowed his eyes, his heart was already furious, and when he looked at it, it was Heng Gongzi in a quaint robe.
As if he couldn't feel his murderous gaze, Heng Gongzi stood at the bottom of the stairs and asked with concern, "Your Majesty is okay, right?" ”
"Thank you, Childe, I'm safe."
Emperor Zhaoyuan stepped down the steps step by step, the hem of the imperial robe shone brightly under the light of the lamp and candle, and the edge of the black long sleeves, in addition to the gold thread embroidered edge, there were also dots of blood.
His expression was calm, and he couldn't see any joy or anger, and people who were familiar with him, such as Zuo Xiang, clearly felt the fury and coldness in his heart.
"Hurry up and go to the Imperial Doctor."
He shouted in a deep voice, and finally some of the ministers who had just woken up from a dream rushed out of the palace and quickly went to find the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat him.
He was holding a person in his arms, his face was inward, and judging from the style of the neon brocade clothes, it was clear that it was the maiden palace concubine who had just used her body to protect the danger and block the fatal blow.
Heng Gongzi's gaze stayed on her slightly exposed snow-white Haowan, and he looked at her quietly for a while, as if he was quite concerned about her.
Sensing the intrusion of his gaze, Emperor Zhaoyuan snorted coldly, hugged the person in his arms tighter, and even didn't forget to tidy up the messy skirt for her.
Zuo Xiang took a step forward, his eyes as cold and sharp as a sword, "It's thanks to Childe's reminder, otherwise everyone wouldn't have noticed the assassin's invasion."
His eyes swept away, and all the people affected by him lowered their heads and were ashamed - although this was a feast, and everyone had no weapons in their hands, the assassin's silent invasion was still unaware, thanks to the enemy country's warning, which was simply a loss of face for the court
Zuo Xiang's words changed, "Heng Gongzi really lives up to his name, and he found the trace of the assassin in an instant. ”
There are words in the words, obviously suspicious of Heng Gongzi.
Heng Gongzi was quite well-cultivated, but he was not angry, and replied with a chuckle: "Before I play the gonghou, I must burn incense to purify my heart, and the murderous aura of the person who comes will immediately disturb my happiness, but it will make the adults laugh - fortunately, I will also stay in the Tiandu for a while, and then ask the adults for music and rhythm." ”
Zuo Xiang was silent, but his face became darker and stiffer. Someone knew the inside story, snickered and secretly changed his eyes - Zuo Xiang is proficient in poetry, history and songs, and also studies law and civil affairs, and can win against the emperor in chess, but in terms of music and rhythm, he actually doesn't know anything about it, and he is a music blind person.
Heng Gongzi said this, it is simply a pot that is not opened.
Zuo Xiang smiled coldly, and the people around him were suddenly silent, and they didn't dare to make one more look, only to hear Zuo Xiang ask directly: "Heng Gongzi is too humble - your reaction is not slow, just now you were the first to rush forward, but you almost intercepted the assassin, it's a pity." ”
When he said this, his eyes were firmly fixed on Heng Gongzi, carefully observing any trace of expression on his face, wanting to see the clues.
To his disappointment, Heng Gongzi's smile was as warm as usual, "Yes...... As the saying goes, a mountain is still a mountain high, this person can trap Lord Zuo Xiang, you, your skills are extraordinary, I missed him, I couldn't fight, it's a pity. ”
Everyone on the side listened to their words, only to feel a few bursts of cold sweat on their backs, and their eyes glanced out of the hall, as if they had been pardoned, and shouted: "The imperial doctor is here"
Sure enough, a group of doctors from the Tai Hospital rushed to treat everyone.
The white-robed assassin seemed to be quite measured, and with a slight wave of his fingers like a sword, although he threw everyone out and injured them, he didn't hurt his internal organs, and he couldn't recuperate for a while.
The most tricky thing was Emperor Zhaoyuan's side - Zuo Xiang stood by the pillar, watching the imperial doctors go in and out of the Jing Pavilion in the side hall, as if he was worried about Shi Zhaoyi's injury.
"I really didn't expect her to have such courage......"
Zuo Xiang waved his purple sleeves and said in a low voice, his expression slightly relaxed.
Fang Cai's thrilling scene, even he was moved.
It is better for you to take his life...... Kill me now
Fang Cai's sentence was loud and heroic, even if he was in a hard battle, he heard it clearly
"Is she willing to sacrifice so much for the sake of protection?"
Zuo Xiang raised his eyebrows, but his expression was thoughtful.
Danli, who was rarely praised by him, is now in a coma.
The Imperial Doctor came and went, and the medicinal fragrance smoked Jing Pavilion inside and out, but she still showed no signs of waking up.
The emperor's cold anger and worry, the imperial doctor's diligent treatment, and the endless stream of servants, she was unconscious, just trapped in her own deep dreams
In a trance, some memories of the past are like auspicious feathers flying in front of me.
The little girl, dragging a long sword higher than her head, staggered through the peach forest.
A boy of about ten years old, holding a small wooden sword, watched silently.
"It's too soft here, and the posture is out of shape."
"The next plate is unstable, and people sweep their swords, like this...... And it fell. ”
The boy said in a deep voice, demonstrating with the wooden sword in his hand, and with a sweep, the girl fell to the ground, her bones rolling in dust.
"Get up and practice again - hey, what's wrong with you? Don't cry."
The boy who has always been taciturn, looked at the stubborn little girl who was crying, and suddenly panicked, not knowing what to do?
The peach forest is swaying, there are small flower bones, the first bloom of tender powder, and the fragrance lingers around.
"Okay, okay, don't cry, I'll teach you patiently next time......"
The girl who was silent and cried even more fiercely.
The more anxious the boy became, the more he couldn't say anything comforting, and his heart was broken, so he simply squatted down and clumsily wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve.