Chapter 73: Assassination
A sharp blade stabbed straight into the neck of the doctor.
Shi Hui's eyes were sharp, and he noticed something strange, reached out and grabbed the back collar of the doctor, pulled out the sword at his side, blocked the fatal blow, and protected him behind him.
The boiled medicine was spilled on the ground, and the bowl shattered.
This movement alarmed the crowd, and everyone looked panicked and fled in all directions.
There were only four or five men left in the crowd just now, and the leading man had a beard and a gloomy look, and took out a meniscus knife from his waist and placed it on his chest.
That's the weapon of the Huns!
Xiao Jingyi's face changed, and it was obvious that they were the initiators of this poisoning incident.
"Kill!"
Several men rushed towards Xiao Jingyi quickly, and Shi Hui shouted loudly, "Protect Your Highness." ”
He then rushed into the crowd and fought several men.
Soon Shi Hui was defeated, and was kicked to the ground by the leading man, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.
Xiao Jingyi quickly blocked in front of Shi Hui with an arrow step, there was a chill in his eyes, he hooked his lips, took out the long sword on his waist, his eyes were sharp, and then rushed towards several people.
The movements were swift, a few movements were neat, and several people were defeated, falling to the ground and moaning continuously.
Seeing this, the leading man tightly held the meniscus knife in his hand, and slashed at Xiao Jingyi's head with a jump.
He dodged the fatal blow slightly sideways, and then a roundabout kick kicked the man in the abdomen, and the man was in pain, and the man knelt on the ground, holding the sword in one hand, and a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth.
Xiao Jingyi held the sword and slowly approached the man, the sword rubbing against the ground and making a screeching sound.
The man took out a handful of lime from his arms and threw it into the air, and in an instant, Xiao Jingyi's eyes were gray and he couldn't see anything.
The man got up from the ground and waved the knife in his hand, although Xiao Jingyi dodged in time, he was still accidentally cut by the knife and broke his arm.
Xiao Jingyi raised the sword in his hand, cut the man's knife in half, and then lifted his right foot and kicked the man away.
The man slammed into the pole and rolled to the ground, gasping for breath in his mouth, moving his body, but he didn't have half the strength.
"Your Highness, you are injured."
The surrounding soldiers quickly brought several people under control.
The county magistrate was a little worried and stepped forward to check on his injuries.
"Extradermal wounds, no problem."
Xiao Jingyi glanced at the wound lightly, and the doctor immediately stepped forward to take out the bandage and gently wrapped it around his wound.
At this time, everyone's eyes were attracted by Xiao Jingyi's injury, and no one noticed the small movements of the leading man.
The man kicked the soldier in front of him with a corner, then took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed it towards Xiao Jingyi's chest.
"Your Highness, be careful."
A dazzling red soaked through his clothes, and Qing Yu covered his chest and fell straight down.
"Prefectural order."
Xiao Jingyi pressed Qing Yu's chest tightly, but the blood still gushed out, staining his entire hand red, and he couldn't stop it.
He was a little anxious, and hurriedly said, "Like a doctor! Check it out! ”
Doctor Ru immediately squatted down to check the pulse of the county order, and then got up to check his injuries.
In Xiao Jingyi's expectation, Doctor Ru shook his head.
"The pulse is weak, the injury is fatal, I'm afraid it's going back to heaven countless times."
Xiao Jingyi was stunned for a moment, and sat on the ground a little distracted, Qing Yu's panting sound became heavier and heavier, and streams of blood gushed out of his mouth.
He took his last breath, grabbed Xiao Jingyi's hand tightly, and said in a begging tone: "The little girl is troublesome... Your Highness... For... Wechen... Taken care of! ”
Choked, his eyes turned white, his hand slowly drooped, Xiao Jingyi handed his hand under Qing Yu's snort with some trembling, and there was no sound of breathing.
He gently closed his eyes for Qing Yu, and his voice was cold.
"Send the county order home!"
Xiao Jingyi got up and walked in front of the man, his eyes were scarlet, and then he slapped the man in the face.
"You're damned!"
The man slanted his face, spat out a mouthful of blood stasis, with disdain in his eyes, and said, "It's a pity, it's not you who died." ”
Xiao Jingyi stretched out his hand and pinched the man's jaw, his fingertips went deep into the flesh, the man was in pain, his face was distorted, and he said word by word: "I will make your life worse than death." ”
The person in front of him looks like a demon who has come out of hell.
"Take it down!"
Hahaha –
The man behind him suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, stared at the back in front of him, and said: "We, the Huns, would rather die than be prisoners." ”
"Stop him!"
Xiao Jingyi was shocked and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it.
But it was too late, the man had already lost his breath, and the other four people also lost their breath.
Shi Hui looked carefully and shook her head.
"These people hide the poison in their mouths and kill themselves by biting through the bag when it is exposed."
"Hang these bodies at the head of the city."
Prefectural Ordinance Office.
Qing Tanzhi was stroking the piano in the gazebo, and suddenly, a string broke in response, making a piercing screaming sound, and also cut her fingertips.
Drops of blood the size of beans dripped to the ground, wetting the ground.
The maid on the side exclaimed,
"Miss, why are you so careless?"
Qing Tanzhi shook his head and covered the wound with a handkerchief, only to feel panic in his chest.
"It's fine, it's just that the string is broken."
This guqin has been with her for more than ten years, made of good silk, is a birthday gift from her father, these ten years, is still intact, but today, for no reason.
"Miss, it's not good, sir, he was killed."
The butler hurried over.
Qing Tanzhi sat on the ground, his brain was blank, and he only felt that his eyes were dark, and he fainted.
When she woke up again, it was in her boudoir, and it was Xiao Jingyi sitting next to her bed.
At this time, she couldn't be happy, so she hurriedly grabbed Xiao Jingyi's sleeve and asked, "Your Highness, how is my father?" ”
Xiao Jingyi was silent, the maid standing on the side, wearing a white pickaxe, her eyes were red, everything was self-evident.
Qing Tanzhi got up from the bed in a panic, regardless of the cold, stepped on the ground with bare feet, and stumbled out of the house.
All that catches the eye is a large area of white,
"Impossible! When pigs fly! She pulled the white silk silk like crazy and ran to the door of the main hall.
In the center of the lobby was a black-brown coffin, and the butler knelt beside it, throwing the coin into the basin next to it.
Qing Tanzhi walked to the coffin with some loss, and suddenly laughed: "This must be a joke, right, Daddy." ”
The butler slowly got up and walked in front of her.
"Miss, mourning!"
She was lying on the coffin with tears in her eyes, and tried to pry it open in a frenzy.
"No, how could you die?"
Xiao Jingyi ran in and grabbed her.