Chapter 39: Blood Stained (3)
Feng Mian took a deep breath, pointed at the acupoints, and quickly sealed the blood that kept gushing out of his chest, and then reached out to catch him who had long been unconscious, and placed him against the chair.
Then he turned his head to look at the empress rather helplessly, and his eyes flashed a little unbearable.
The empress looked back at him quite innocently, beckoned the secret guard behind her and ordered: "Quickly send the imperial doctor, come and save people." ”
"Your Majesty, why are you doing this?"
Feng Mian sighed shallowly, in fact, he knew that Emperor Wu would not let go of the kite line, and he also knew the compassion and contradiction in her heart for the ten princesses. It's just that people are not saints and sages who are not proficient and not greedy, and if they haven't seen the stars and the unstained appearance of each other, it's fine.
It's just that since fate has called him to see him, how can he go against his heart.
He stepped forward slowly, with the long sleeves of his snow coat holding the etiquette of the polder mountain, and solemnly saluted the empress.
"My polder mountain walker clan is not out of chaos, can Your Majesty know?"
"I've heard a few." The empress sat upright and looked at the people in the audience with cold eyes.
Feng Mian smiled lightly and continued to speak: "What I am talking about is not the chaos of one country, but the chaos of two parties for five weeks. ”
The people on the stage frowned, but did not answer again.
"So, I want to make some small deals with you that have nothing to do with the big picture." His tone was slow, neither heavy nor light, but what he said was enough to shock the emperor's heart.
The Empress's expression flashed, with her usual sneer.
"I'm very impressed by what you said, but ......," she paused, and continued, "If I want to keep you, it seems that I can use some other means. ”
As soon as she finished speaking, a row of guards behind her gradually appeared. That is one of the martial arts talents in the Dayong Dynasty, and it is also the strength guarantee that the empress is never afraid of assassination.
Feng Mian took a step back, but his expression did not change much, he silently recited the spell in his mouth, and the long sword that had never been used in his hand was unsheathed, the cold light flashed, and the temperament of his body suddenly changed, and the original long-sleeved scholar suddenly looked like a god, and after a while, the place where he stood was bounded by a circle, and the white light suddenly wrapped the stars and the unstained, and it was a little empty.
"Slow."
Seeing this, the empress hurriedly stopped it.
Feng Mian was as good as a stream, stopped the spell, and explained: "What Your Majesty said is really unwanted by the ministers, my Polder Mountain Walker clan has been born and entered the world for generations, and the reason why it comes and goes unhindered depends on the Five Elements Formation that has been passed down from generation to generation in our clan, and it is not a rumor that it has come and gone without a trace. ”
The empress nodded, and when she looked at Feng Mian again, her expression was actually smiling. "The Walker said he wanted to make a deal with me, but I don't know what the deal was."
"Let them go, Your Majesty has also seen it, and the emotional entanglement between them is very bitter."
After saying this, he laughed at himself and glanced at the unconscious two people on the ground. These two people are entangled, and today's hall is even more powerful to perform a drama of life and death.
If you say that you are not tempted, it is false, and if you say that you are tempted, it is actually false.
The Empress looked at him with a smile in her eyes and shook her head.
"No."
Feng Mian was slightly surprised: "Your Majesty has not listened to my conditions yet. ”
The Empress waved her hand. "In front of the doers, falsehood is also falsehood, and I will tell you the truth today." "This daughter of mine is born with a noble life, and the astrological relics once predicted that she will be the lord of the next world, how do you think such a kite can I really fly her into the sky."
She glanced at Feng Mian and continued, "So, either this monk stays, or she can't get her ridiculous freedom in her life. Can walkers understand? ”
Fengmian sighed. "Above the imperial power, there is indeed a lot of helplessness, I can understand Your Majesty, that ...... I took the princess with me. ”
The Empress slowly walked down from the high seat, crouched beside the lifeless star, looked at it for a long time, sighed imperceptibly, and reached out to touch her hair.
"When she was young, her hair was yellow, and she was often laughed at by her peers, I was unwilling, and I wiped her with sesame and ginger every day, you see, now this black hair is so good-looking."
Feng Mian didn't say a word, and stood quietly with his head down.
"This medicine can change a person's appearance, and even I don't know what it will become, and from then on, I am really alone." Her words were soft, and she couldn't hear anything, but if she listened closely, she could find a slight tremble.
Feng Mian couldn't bear it, and opened his mouth to comfort.
"If there is giving, there will be gain."
The Empress smiled wryly.
"You're right, if you give something, you get it."
She turned around and glanced at Feng Mian, the door of the palace was wide open, and the secret guard rushed the imperial doctor in one go.
Everyone was terrified when they saw the scene in the hall, and they didn't know whether to salute or save people first, you look at me and I look at you, and they were all shocked in place for a while.
"Save people." The empress's lips opened lightly and spit out two words.
Everyone comprehended, and divided into two groups of trotters and rushed to the two who fell to the ground.
The wave of people who rushed to the unstained took his pulse, and his heart breathed a sigh of relief, and he hurriedly fed the ginseng, beckoned the medicine boy to carry him onto the shelf, and then knelt on the ground and saluted.
"Back to the empress, the monk is still saved, and he needs to be taken to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible."
The empress waved her hand, and they hurriedly carried the monk to the trot for treatment.
The other group of people, after pinching their pulses, fell to their knees and looked at the empress with horror on their faces.
"Straight to the point." The Empress's voice was unwavering, short but penetrating.
Everyone knelt on the ground together, their eyes full of fear, and cautiously replied: "Ten princesses, it's ...... It's gone. ”
The empress's face did not change, and she only paused: "Heavenly prison." ”
After speaking, he waved his hand to the dark guard, no longer looked at everyone, and retreated. Those secret guards looked silent, and they dragged the imperial doctor who kept calling for help out of the main hall.
The chaotic crowd retreated, and Feng Mian carefully picked up Xingchen, and wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth with her sleeve, and her eyes were incomprehensible.
"I'll only let it happen once today."
He whispered, but a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.
A palace rebellion, the three thousand loyal soldiers of the first emperor were all exterminated in the Zichen Palace, the three princes were hanged alive on the palace wall, and the ten princesses who rebelled were given poison and wine to death, and half of the imperial doctors were imprisoned.
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Two princes, three thousand soldiers.
Died in this imperial city, there was no sound, and the palace people seemed to be used to seeing it, but no one mentioned it again for two or three days.
I think so.
Originally, this palace was a place for cannibalism.
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Koyanagi furrowed his eyebrows and looked at the person in front of him.
"The Emperor......" He wanted to come forward to comfort her, but he was afraid that she would think she was nosy.
This time, however, it was different, and the Empress beckoned him lightly to step forward.
He was overjoyed in his heart, stepped forward and leaned against the empress, and his tone was soft and gentle: "Is the emperor a little tired, slave help you, massage it." ”
The Empress let out a long breath and followed him.
Koyanagi smiled slightly, his eyes were full of affection, he took off the empress's blouse lightly, and he walked around behind the empress, stretched out his white fingers, gently pinched her shoulders, and asked softly while pinching: "Is the strength moderate?" ”
The Empress snorted and stretched.
At this moment, when she saw the person standing behind her, her face was no longer the softness of Fang Cai, but ......
Hatred carved into the bones.