Chapter 167: The Emperor's Meaning
These four words were like a magic spell, making Xuanyuan's footsteps raw. However, before he could appreciate the emotional implications, the first round of arrows rained down from all directions!
Almost without thinking, Xuanyuan subconsciously hugged the woman in his arms tightly, and at the same time changed to hugging Xue'er with one hand, and the other hand was as fast as lightning, and even brought up countless afterimages and grabbed the oncoming arrows!
He held Xue'er in one hand, his body soared into the air, spinning like a spinning top in mid-air, and at the same time threw out the arrow that had just been collected in his hand with a backhand!
When you come, you come in all directions, and when you return, it's still in all directions!
In an instant, the screams were endless, followed by "plop plop", and the sound of someone falling to the ground with his head on the ground was unusually clear in this chaos and noise.
Xuanyuan Yu's hands were still very measured, avoiding vital parts such as the throat and heart, and how many archers who were stabbed by the arrows he threw out were in the middle of the shoulders of the bows, lost their balance, and then fell down from the wall. There are also some who were stabbed in the eye, blurred their vision, and planted in a hurry, and those who really lost their lives did not.
The second round of arrow rain was obviously much rarer than the first round, and even the bows and arrows that came were soft and powerless, and even some of them ran out of strength before they reached Xuanyuan Yu's body and fell directly to the ground.
On the one hand, they were afraid of the identity of the third prince, and those archers were even more afraid of the arrows that Xuanyuan Yu threw out of his hand, which were no less powerful than the arrows they shot when they were full of strings, and their accuracy was poor. What are they doing with their bows so full, sending bows and arrows to the three princes in front of them?
The consequence of this was naturally that a layer of feather arrows fell around Xuanyuan's feet, and some even hit the heads of the guards around Yang Jin, which once again triggered an uneven "oops" cry!
However, those archers refused to "send" Xuanyuan, but Xuanyuan still had to do it!
He put his arm around Xue'er, turned around again, but slowly fell to the ground. However, as soon as his feet touched the ground, he stabbed into the sky again, like a meteor piercing the night sky, rushing in the direction of Yang Jin!
As a result, the arrows that were supposed to fall in front of Xuanyuan Yu were once again caught by Xuanyuan Yu with five or six in his hand!
His gaze suddenly turned cold, his body rushed in the direction of Yang Jin, and the arrows in his hands were even more urgent like meteors, as fast as lightning, carrying a fierce wind, towards Yang Jin's limbs, chest and abdomen!
This almost sealed all the directions that Yang Jin could move, not to mention that the arrow was so fast and urgent, there was no time for Yang Jin to react!
Yang Jin's heart was already in his heart, watching the arrow stabbing at him, he only felt that there was no way to avoid it for a while, and he couldn't even give birth to the idea of resisting for a while, and his whole body was cold!
"Young master! Stopβ"
Just when Yang Jin shouted in his heart, "My life is over", a low voice with anxiety suddenly came from behind, and at the same time, something rotated rapidly, causing a strong wind to howl, and it was actually the last to come first, blocking Yang Jin's body at once!
For a while, there were sawdust, feathers were flying, the wooden arrow shaft was twisted into sawdust by that thing, and the feathers at the end of the arrow were also messy and scattered!
Xuanyuan Yu's face was cold, but his hand finally stopped, and he didn't continue to move towards Yang on the opposite side, but protected Xue'er and slowly fell down again.
He raised his head, and he didn't look at Yang Jin, whose face was instantly pale as paper, and his dark and cold eyes were comparable to the middle of a winter night, staring closely at the direction of the courtyard gate.
Yang Jin seemed to have come back to his senses at this time, and he knew in his heart that he had picked up a life from the third prince's men, but cold sweat could not be suppressed and oozing from his forehead.
The courtyard door was pushed open from the outside again, and Ying Li, dressed in black, seemed to melt into the night, but did not come in immediately after pushing the door, but took two steps back and bowed down to make a "please" gesture.
The emperor was dressed in a dark red robe and walked in slowly, his face was ugly and ugly.
Followed by the eldest princess, her frowning brows seemed to have become a mountain, look at Xuanyuan, look at Lingxin who was hiding in the corner and huddled into a ball, and said to the palace maid beside her: "Why don't you go and hold Princess Lingxin?" β
Then he turned his gaze to Xuanyuan, and for a while he didn't know whether he was helpless or disappointed, but he shook his head slightly.
The eldest princess's small movements, Xuanyuan Yu naturally saw it clearly, but after looking down and seeing the worried eyes of the woman in his arms, he directly chose to turn a blind eye and met the emperor's reproachful eyes.
"What's going on?"
Emperor Xuanyuande's gaze swept over the guards on the ground one by one, and after seeing the woman who was tightly protected by Xuanyuan Yu in his arms, he couldn't help frowning, but he still endured it and didn't speak.
He then set his eyes on Yang Jin's body, and his dissatisfaction became more and more intense: "Yang Jin, you are bad, this is getting better and better!" β
The emperor's voice was indistinguishable from anger: "I just asked you to guard Shan Tianying well, why did you even have a conflict with Princess Lingxin and the third prince?" β
Yang Jin "pounced" and knelt down in front of the emperor: "Your Majesty, your subordinates don't want to conflict with the third prince and Princess Lingxin, but the princess and Her Royal Highness want to shield the woman who let go of Shan Tianying in private, and the subordinates have no choice but to do it, and ask the emperor to give him the guilt!" β
"Oh?" The emperor's gaze fell on Lingxin and Xuanyuan Yu again, "There is still such a thing?" β
Under the emperor's gaze, Xue'er's heart was inevitably a little weak, so she couldn't help but struggle twice, trying to break out of the other party's arms, but without any accidents, in exchange for more strength on Xuanyuan's arm.
"Erchen has explained to Manager Yang before that this matter has nothing to do with Xue'er, it's just that Manager Yang is eager to make 'meritorious' and doesn't want to listen to Erchen's explanation." Xuanyuan Yu put one hand around Xue'er, and simply didn't even salute the emperor, so he stood in front of the emperor and said, but there was irony in his voice, "Erchen really doesn't want to be shot into a hedgehog, so he has no choice but to defend himself." If the father doesn't like it, the next time the retainers will stand still and use the archers of General Manager Yang as targets. β
As soon as these words came out, the emperor was almost so angry that his beard was about to rise, he looked at Xuanyuan, then at Yang Jin, and then at the embarrassed archers who fell outside the courtyard wall, and finally sighed deeply: "Today's matter, that's it!" β
After speaking, he turned around and left, took two steps but stopped to look at Yang Jin, and said: "Yang Jin, you have always been responsible for guarding people, and since they are lost, you are responsible for finding them!" β
A ray of unwillingness flashed in Yang Jin's eyes, but in the end, he just lowered his head: "Yes, subordinates obey orders!" β
The emperor looked at Lingxin who was supported by the eldest princess's maid again, and finally his eyes fell on Xuanyuan Yu's body, sighed heavily, and said, "You two, each go back to your respective palaces and think about it behind closed doors. As for you-"
As he spoke, he looked at Xue'er, who had been trying to get out of Xuanyuan's arms, and then continued: "I have a headache and need you to use a silver needle to guide me!" β
The matter of Shan Tianying being rescued suddenly was over, and the emperor did not punish anyone, nor did he say a word, it can be said that the thunder and rain were small.
This made Lingxin's heart finally secretly relieved, and even her steps were a lot lighter for a while.
However, the emperor still underestimated Xuanyuan Yu's dedication to Xue'er, although he said that he would let Xue'er go back with him, give him an injection to relieve his headache, and let Xuanyuan Yu return to the Yunbo Palace. But Xuanyuan Yu insisted on following Xue'er and the emperor, all the way to the emperor's bedroom.
The emperor frowned: "Ah Yu, go back!" β
The eldest princess also said: "Wait until your father's headache is not so bad, naturally I will send someone to send Miss Shen back." β
Xuanyuan Yu stood at the door of the dormitory and refused to move his steps: "Where to send it?" β
The eldest princess froze, couldn't help but take a deep look at Xuanyuan, and said helplessly: Yunbo Palace! β
Xuanyuan Yu stopped asking, but still refused to leave, and the eldest princess urged again, so he said; "My father has a head attack, as a son, I am very worried, if I don't wait for my father to ease up, how can I leave with peace of mind?"
After speaking, regardless of the eldest princess's gradually becoming strange and ugly face, Xuanyuan Yu added: "Of course, if my father doesn't want to see me, I'll wait at the door." β
"You-"
The eldest princess was angry, but in the end, she couldn't resist Xuanyuan, so she had to turn around and go into the dormitory to see the emperor's condition, no longer paying attention to Xuanyuan, and he was guarding the door of the emperor's dormitory, waiting for the emperor to "ease his head".
Accompanying Xuanyuan Yu waiting at the door, there was also Yingli, seeing the eldest princess leaving, he finally couldn't help but whisper: "Young master, why are you so troubled?" β
It's good that Ying can't leave his mouth, as soon as he opened his mouth, Xuanyuanyu's face instantly turned cold, and he was silent for a long time before staring at Ying Li, word by word: "Mr. Shadow!" β
"The subordinates are here!" Ying Li replied almost subconsciously, but his heart couldn't help but feel a little weak, and he hung his head and didn't dare to touch Xuanyuan Yu's gaze.
Xuanyuan stared at him, his gaze gradually turning cold: "Do you remember your identity?" β
This sentence seemed to have a deep meaning, and in an instant, a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from Yingli's forehead, and under the background of the palace lamp in front of the door, it glowed with a miserable white light.
"Subordinates, remember!" After being silent for a long time, Ying Li gritted his teeth and replied with these four words.
Xuanyuan stared at him, his cold and deep eyes seemed to see through all his thoughts at a glance: "This young master still thinks that Mr. Ying has been in this palace for a long time, and he is a little happy!" β
"The subordinates don't dare!" Shadow is almost sweating through heavy clothes. He wanted the person in front of him to forget his past identity so much that he forgot it for a while!
Xuanyuan Yu showed a smile, but under the light, those smiles became colder and colder: "So, is there anything Mr. Shadow wants to say to me?" β
"Smack!"
The cold sweat from Yingli's forehead could not stay on his forehead again, and fell at his feet in an instant, making a subtle and crisp sound, which could be heard clearly in the silent night.
Xuanyuan's gaze was always staring at him, without the slightest change, seemingly gentle, but with a trace of irresistible oppression.
Yingli gritted his teeth and spoke after a while: "This time, it is the emperor's ...... meaning"