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When Xuanwu found Du Ziheng, he was surrounded by a sword light like a swift rain, fighting hard and holding on with one enemy and four enemies. He has already been cut several times by the knife light, and if he fights again, it will not take half an hour, even if those people don't kill him, they will die because of the blood flowing.

Xuanwu's sword light waved, and several screams of "poof-" sounded, and several people around Du Ziheng were cut into several pieces, their heads flew into the air, and then fell to the ground, and blood flowers scattered everywhere. Because he was afraid that the other party would have backup, Xuanwu used a knife to kill him, and he could not give the other party half time to delay.

A long sword stabbed from under Xuanwu's ribs, but it was not him, it was the last opponent he was carrying.

Kill somebody to do away with a witness?

Xuanwu carried the man through the air, and the knife in his hand slashed out from top to bottom, poisonous as fangs and like a broken bamboo, "Poof-" The arm of the sneak attacker holding the sword was cut off, leaving his body, falling to the ground, as if unwillingly, bouncing twice, before he completely lost his vitality.

The man was also simple, and when he fell, he bit the fangs in his mouth, and black and purple blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. In the small courtyard, the three corpses were separated, and a dead corpse with a broken arm looked like a Shura field, extremely miserable and terrifying.

The person who was carried by Xuanwu before, before he swept up, had been pointed and thrown on the ground, at this time he was still struggling, but he couldn't die, only a pair of eyes showed the horror in his heart.

With such a ruthless method, if you can't die at this time, won't you go to purgatory? He regretted that he had hesitated just now and not bitten his fangs, but at this time he didn't even have a chance to die.

Xuanwu, who had killed his opponent, retracted his sword and swept up, holding up the crumbling Du Ziheng, "How are you, can you still hold on?" ”

Du Ziheng saw that Xuanwu was very chic and neat, he was very self-sustaining on weekdays, that is, the top three of the martial arts list, but he only lost a few moves, thinking that the world was big, how could he be ranked first, this time down, only to know that there was a sky outside the sky, and the four killers who he couldn't fight hard, this person was solved in a moment, and in the night, this person's black strength suit was clean and not stained with much blood, bronzed face, knife-like heroic spirit, like the sun rising, brilliant and bright.

Compared with this person, Qing Jun Yingting, who is praised by others on weekdays, has become a fat powder.

Seeing that Du Ziheng didn't reply, Xuanwu turned around and said to the subordinates who came over: "Bring the people over there back and greet him well, don't let him die, you must let him confess." ”

The subordinate replied in a low voice and asked, "Lord Xuanwu, what about this person?" He was referring to Du Ziheng.

"The young master asked him to find him, so he took him back to the courtyard, and I took him over first."

Although Zhu Zhanji has become the grandson of the emperor, Xuanwu still calls him "young master" when he is outside.

Du Ziheng refused to leave, "I will follow him to interrogate the dog thief who kidnapped me here to see who wants my life." They asked me to hand over the Geng post before, but it was obviously the mastermind behind me who asked me to quit, but I didn't quit. Wait for him to confess, I will go to Dali Temple to complain, how can such a person Ruizhu marry him, she must be waiting for me to save her now, I can't go with you. ”

He came out drunk in the Sun Mansion last night, and was taken captive in this courtyard with a sack, and now it was easy to find a chance to escape, and before he left the hospital, he handed over hands with these four or five people, only knowing that these people wanted the Geng post in his hand, he took it for granted that the person behind the command must be the one who forcibly married Ruizhu.

As Zhu Zhanji's cronies, Xuanwu Yumo knew the whole story of this matter, but it was not good to say much here, and only said: "Come back with me, you will naturally understand what is going on." ”

Du Ziheng suddenly felt blessed and guessed: "How do I know that you are not in the same group?" One sings with a red face and the other with a white face, to deceive that Gengti, I don't care, I'm going to follow him......"

Xuanwu didn't wait for him to finish, he knocked him out directly, and tried his best to save time, but he couldn't let this kid waste his talk.

When Xuanwu carried Du Ziheng to the East Warm Pavilion of the Showa Palace, Du Ruo, who had been waiting anxiously, saw them, and saw Du Ziheng silent, thinking that her younger brother was dead, and she was afraid of losing her honor in front of Zhu Zhanji, she desperately covered her mouth with her hands to prevent herself from crying, but she was shocked by her brother's immobile appearance and was so shocked that her heart was cold to the bottom, and she didn't even have the strength to pounce, she only firmly grabbed Sun Qingyang's hand beside her, and begged in a low voice word by word: "Your concubine, please, save him, save him......"

It seems that Sun Qingyang is a doctor, as long as Sun Qingyang agrees, Du Ziheng will not die.

"Don't worry, since Lord Xuanwu brought him here, he will definitely be saved, don't panic, Ziheng just fainted, not dead." Sun Qingyang felt that it was impossible for Xuanwu to carry the dead to the Showa Palace, so he was much calmer than Du Ruo, and patted her shoulder and comforted.

As early as when Xuanwu and they found Du Ziheng, they sent someone back to report the situation, the imperial doctor had been invited over early in the morning, everything was ready, since Du Ziheng could return here, he would definitely be able to save his life.

Xuanwu didn't expect that there would be a female dependent here for the emperor's grandson, but Zhu Zhanji did not order him to retreat, he was down-and-out by nature, and only put Du Ziheng on the big kang near the window of Dongnuan Pavilion, and whispered: "The girl doesn't have to be anxious, he was just knocked out by me, it's okay." ”

The imperial physician who had been waiting on the side for a long time immediately poured Du Ziheng with a hemostatic decoction composed of crane grass and baiji, and sprinkled his traumatic injury with powders made of herbs such as notoginseng, purple bead grass, and small thistle after debridement, and then tied his wound carefully with a clean cloth belt, and then wiped a handful of sweat and said: "Fortunately, it came quickly, if it was two quarters of an hour late, I am afraid that this life will not be saved, he has lost too much blood, qi deficiency and blood stagnation, and he has to take care of it." ”

Du Ruo's hanging heart was put down, and he looked at Du Ziheng, whose face was like gold paper, anxious and angry, "This muddy boy, why didn't you listen to him when he told him!" This is good, I almost lost my life. ”

Xuanwu said to Zhu Zhanji on the side: "It's a good seedling, it's a pity that the previous master was not effective, and it delayed the time, and after waiting for it, the young master asked him if he agreed, and transferred to the shadow guard, it's a pity in the Shenji Camp." ”

Hearing what they said, Du Ruo looked at Sun Qingyang with a frightened face, pulled her sleeve, Ben and Du Ruo bowed their heads together, Sun Qingyang, who checked Du Ziheng's situation, turned around and raised his head, "Yingwei lives a life of licking blood at the tip of a knife, no matter how high his martial arts are, he can't guarantee that something will happen that day." Ziheng is the only seedling of the Du family, please ask His Highness to choose someone else, if you want to take care of him, say hello to the Shenji Battalion. Lord Xuanwu, you better dispel this thought, I won't let him go to the shadow guard. ”

The words were blocked back by Sun Qingyang, Xuanwu's face did not change, and he bowed his hand, "Yes, it is abrupt." ”

Although he was respectful, he was not flattering, and his words were neither humble nor arrogant, and he did not call himself a "subordinate" as he spoke to Zhu Zhanji, and obviously did not disdain to please the concubines favored by the emperor's grandson.

Sun Qingyang respected him even more, "Lord Xuanwu is polite, you saved my life last time and you haven't thanked you, this time you saved Ziheng again, thank you for your kindness, I won't say much, Your Highness and I will keep it in mind." ”

"Your concubine is polite, this is a matter of the next one." Xuanwu still didn't squint, only looked at an inch in front of his feet and replied.

"You're tired this night, go back and have a good rest, give you a few days off, go home and take good care of your sister-in-law, and come back on an errand after the fifteenth day of the New Year." Although Zhu Zhanji and Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu are subordinates, they have been learning martial arts with them since childhood, so they are also brothers and friends, and their feelings are still a little different from other shadow guards, on weekdays, Zhu Zhanji calls several of their daughters-in-law sisters-in-law in private, especially Xuanwu, the youngest of the leaders of the shadow guards, only five years older than Zhu Zhanji, the two often fight and practice together, and they have some friendships, so they will not say anything to him about the caring and caring lies between his subordinates at all.

Xuanwu's daughter-in-law is a relative of the family since childhood, and she has been sick since she was married, and Zhu Zhanji once sent a doctor to see that there was no improvement, but he only said that he wanted to recuperate and slowly rest.

Xuanwu saluted and retreated.

Looking at Du Ziheng, who had been unconscious, Du Ruo kept whispering there worriedly, "Why hasn't he woken up yet?" The imperial doctor said that he was fine, he would definitely be fine...... "I recited Guanyin and asked for the Buddha, but I didn't ask for the gods and Buddhas of the four directions."

"The doctor said that he lost too much blood, and he would work hard when he was awake, and added some sleeping ingredients to the decoction, it's okay, don't worry."

In fact, when the imperial doctor said these words just now, Du Ruo was also listening, but her mind was all on Du Ziheng, and she didn't listen to half a sentence, and when she heard Sun Qingyang say it, she was completely relieved, "Your concubine, you and Your Highness go down to rest, I'm here to watch, this night, thanks to you, the slave and maid don't say anything to repay you for being a cow or a horse, in short, the lives of my Du brothers and sisters are all you and Your Highness." ”

Sun Qingyang covered it with his hand, yawned and smiled: "Stupid words, is it just to save him for your life?" You don't patronize and take care of him, you have to rest yourself, let the two little maids change guards, don't he wake up and you are tired. ”

When Du Ziheng woke up, the first thing he did was to find the person who collected the Rui Zhu to take revenge, "At the feet of the Son of Heaven, is there no royal law?" I have Geng post in my hand, Ruizhu is a member of my Du family, she must have been forced, sister, I want to go to Dali Temple to complain. ”

If it weren't for the fear that he would lose blood again from his cracked wound, Du Ruo would have slapped him and woke him up, she said angrily: "Du Ziheng, wake up, this matter is purely someone who makes you Qiao, embarrassing His Royal Highness the Prince, you still miss that woman, people have climbed high branches and become Zhu Fengyi, I never thought about marrying you......"