When is he going to assassinate Fu Mingzhu? Yang Yizun was furious, and suddenly broke away from Zhou Shuyi's embrace, and was about to confess that all this was framed and slandered, when he heard Mingzhu say lightly: "This is the second time." ”

Yang Yizun understood it, squinted his eyes and looked at Mingzhu vigilantly and mockingly, he wanted to know, what did she want to do for the third time? Do you dare to kill him? He has seen a lot of this kind of noble girl, usually with no one in his eyes, arrogant and domineering, self-righteous, and less courageous than anyone else when he really encounters something. All you need to do is swing the knife forward, and you'll be scared of pee.

Looking at Mingzhu's bright and unbelievable, proud and self-contained appearance, Yang Yizun suddenly felt a little nervous, and wanted to see her gaffe when she was so frightened that she cried bitterly and was at a loss. He sneered: "Princess Ying, don't play with me with these little eyes, it's useless!" The lower officials were ordered to arrest the key criminals, and it was the emperor's errand! I want to see who has the audacity to stop me! Come! Please get the princess out of the way and rush inside! Whoever finds Yang Jingsong first will be rewarded with fifty taels of gold! If there is resistance, kill him! ”

Long Linwei's people made a noise, and rushed in with their fists, and the guards of the British Palace's palace also set up their spears and met them head-on, and the scene was chaotic for a while, although it was not enough to die, but it looked like something was going to happen.

Zhou Shuyi was a little anxious, like a delicate lady like the princess who was raised in the deep boudoir, it was already very good to be able to do this, and it would be very dangerous for her to stay here on the next occasion. He was afraid that Mingzhu would be frightened and unstable or something, so he would have no shame to face Yu Wenchu.

He walked up and discussed with Mingzhu softly: "Princess, why don't you go back first?" It's just a lowly position here. ”

Mingzhu glanced at him: "Even Zhou Changshi doesn't believe me?" ”

Zhou Shuyi hurriedly said: "No, this is not a joke!" ”

Mingzhu said lightly: "You think I look like someone who likes to joke? ”

Zhou Shuyi had no choice but to signal Dong Hui and Zhang Huan to protect Mingzhu tightly, don't let Mingzhu be hurt at all.

Mingzhu calmly observed the battle situation, at present, it is the guards of the British Royal Mansion whose combat effectiveness is stronger, and Long Linwei's people are obviously not opponents, but since Yang Yizun dared to break into the British Royal Mansion, he came at the behest of Empress Dowager Min and Yu Wenbai, and did not have the intention of testing the strength of the British Royal Mansion, and it is not a good thing to expose his strength to the enemy too early.

Mingzhu motioned to Zhou Shuyi: "Let them be weaker, as long as they don't break their arms and die lame." ”

Zhou Shuyi also had the same idea and immediately did so.

Yang Yizun puffed up his chest and looked at the situation in the field proudly, the people in the British Palace's Mansion are nothing more than that, a group of rabble who are greedy for life and afraid of death, they will soon be able to control the situation, and when the time comes, he will directly ask Fu Mingzhu's sedan chair to be carried aside, let her roll as far as she wants, and he has searched for this British Palace! Thinking that he could tie Yang Jingsong to His Majesty and ask for merit and reward, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

If Yang Jingsong is tied up today, he can tie up this Zhou Shuyi tomorrow, and the two right-hand men of the king will be removed, and the others will not be in trouble. And then there is that group of staff, who can clean up people honestly by just looking for an excuse, and when the king comes out of the palace, the palace of the king of England has already existed in name only.

Just as he was complacent, he suddenly saw a beautiful maid beside Fu Mingzhu coming over and said softly: "Commander Yang, our princess invites you to come over and speak." ”

Can't hold it, right? Yang Yizun squinted at Mingzhu arrogantly, but when he saw Mingzhu frowning, he looked at him very unhappily, still looking arrogant, so he was angry, it had come to this point, what kind of big-tailed wolf was pretending? I wanted to make Mingzhu ugly, so I walked over arrogantly with a shy stomach, looked at Mingzhu condescendingly, and said, "What does the princess of England command?" Do you regret it? ”

"What will you do? Make an offer. Although Mingzhu was discussing with him, her tone was still contemptuous.

Yang Yizun was born in a slight cold, and what he hated most was this kind of noble girl who was high up and looked down on people with dog eyes, he looked Mingzhu up and down obscenely, and said with bad intentions: "The lower official wants it, I'm afraid the princess can't afford it." ”

Mingzhu curled the corners of her lips, beckoned him over, and said like a whisper: "How do you know I can't afford it?" ”

The faint sweet fragrance was mixed with a very clean fragrance, and followed Mingzhu's breath to invade Yang Yizun, he looked at Mingzhu in disbelief, puzzled for a while, vigilant and dizzy, but Mingzhu just looked at him sweetly and smiled, white and tender hands holding a copper inlaid treasure pine crane hand stove, the expression was charming and innocent, it was really a rare beauty.

He paused, leaned over and smiled, "What does the Princess of England think I want?" "Anyway, as long as he doesn't say it clearly, others can't catch his flaws, what can he do?

Mingzhu suddenly spat in his face and said contemptuously: "The toad wants to eat swan meat, go back and cultivate twenty times before coming out!" ”

"What did you say?" Yang Yizun was extremely angry, his face was hideous and he yelled, and at the same time raised his hand to wipe the saliva on his face, but he heard Mingzhu say loudly: "Yang Yizun! How dare you be rude to me? ”

She raised the hand stove and hit him at the door, Yang Yizun is a person who practices martial arts, instinctively raised his arm to open the hand stove, the hand stove smashed into the warm sedan chair, making a crisp sound, the body and head separated, the charcoal fire splashed, Su Jin and the others let out a scream: "Someone stabbed the princess!" ”

Yang Yizun heard this scream, his back was cold, he felt very bad, he was trying to quickly retreat and dodge to prove that he didn't want to stab Mingzhu, but the back road had been blocked, he couldn't retreat, raised his head to look at Mingzhu and sneered: "Princess Ying, you are so big......"

Before the word "guts" could be spoken, his heart was already cold, and he looked at his left chest in disbelief, and saw a small arrow made of stainless steel inserted on it, and the arrow went deep into his heart, leaving only a small section outside. His eyes were torn and he looked at Mingzhu angrily, and saw Mingzhu slowly withdraw his hand, looking at him with indifference, contemptuous and disdainful as usual.

Yang Yizun stretched out his hand to Mingzhu indignantly, trying to grab her and pull her back, but someone pulled him behind his back, the force was abnormal, he couldn't help himself at all, he fell backwards and fell to the ground, and the hard soles of his boots immediately stepped on his face, he was in pain, but he was powerless to resist, the noise in his ears was getting farther and farther away from him, and all that was buzzing was: "Yang Yizun tried to assassinate the princess, and he has been killed!" Something like that.

He couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't see it. Why did things turn out the way they did?