Chapter Seventy-Seven: Assassination

This time, Gong Que shined in the hall, but many people hated it.

Especially Yan Zhengqing, when he thought of Gong Que's coquettish appearance just now, he was so angry that he squeaked his back molars-

Why did you let that girl get such an honor?!

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"You go to bed obediently, I still have something to do, I want to go out."

In the Yongxu Palace, Gong Que carefully changed Xu Yuan's clothes, helped her to the bed, and tucked the quilt.

Although Xu Yuan was not at ease, she was not good at restraining Gong Que, so she could only say hesitantly: "Then I have to come back soon." ”

"Hmm. Certain. ”

After saying this, she walked to the plum garden.

This one is still as usual, the red plum is rippling, and the fine snow is fragrant.

As early as when she asked to return, Lin Jichen sent someone to send a message to her, asking her to discuss Shen Mu's whereabouts with her here.

At the moment, she came early.

Gong Que stood in the middle of the garden, wearing a snow-white cloak, and the red silk used to tie the small balls on his head was still glowing under the reflection of the palace lamp.

It was late, and the whole sky was rendered inky.

There was nothing but the dim candlelight in the Changgong lamp and the snow flakes flying like jade butterflies.

Nothing.

There was a biting cold, and Gong Que blankly stretched out his hand to catch a piece of snow, quietly watching it melt in the palm of his hand, and then turn into a drop of water, overflowing along the lines of the palm.

She sighed softly.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, Gong Que thought it was Lin Jichen coming, and before she could look back, the person behind her suddenly stood behind her.

"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem......"

Gong Que gasped.

Her neck was tightly enclosed by a very thin chain, and her whole body was imprisoned against the man's chest.

There was a dead silence in the air, she couldn't say anything at all, and out of the corner of her eye, she could see the whiteness of the bones of a large hand.

Gong Que resisted desperately, but the more she struggled, the more fierce the man's movements became.

"Whew! Call! ”

His chest fell together, his mouth gasped for air, the sweat on his head began to drip down, and tears kept flowing down his cheeks.

Her throat was hoarse and she couldn't make a sound, she had trouble breathing, and her eyes were dark.

The man continued to increase his strength, as if he had to cut off her head with the tiny chain.

At this moment, Gong Que's mind was blank, and she only felt that she had stepped into the ghost gate with one foot.

As long as the person used a little more strength, as long as she moved a little more, she could be forgotten.

"What are you doing?!"

Suddenly, a majestic voice sounded, Gong Que could no longer hear clearly, at this moment her face was purple and blue, and she faintly saw a bright yellow figure from the faint light.

The assassin was startled, and suddenly let go of the palace and ran into a forest, where three guards with knives set out to chase after him, and several other guards guarded the exit of the forest.

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the Assassin stood.

"Hehehe......

The assassin's eyes were red, and he stared at Gong Que, sneering suddenly, and the corners of his mouth kept stirring, as if he was swallowing something.

The guards were shocked and hurriedly stepped forward, but it was too late, and the assassin's seven orifices were bleeding and his skin was festering.

Instant death.

"Puff"

Gong Que fell to his knees in the snow, pinching his neck and coughing, his pale little face flushed.

A large number of tears flowed from the eye sockets, dripping and falling to the ground, sprinkling a gray trace.

It wasn't until a long time that Gong Que gradually eased up, gasped a few times hard, and tears were dotted in the corners of his eyes.

Gong Lin was distressed, especially when he saw the purple strangulation marks on her neck, and he regretted not doing it at the beginning.

But the little group in front of him looked calm, and even held on to his discomfort, revealing a well-behaved smile.

The voice was hoarse to the extreme: "It's okay." ”

She had to gasp for a long time when she said this, and the suppressed cough in her mouth still sounded from time to time.

Gong Que slowly stretched out his hand and smiled reluctantly: "Can you help me up?" ”

The voice is soft and waxy, which makes people feel pitiful when they see it.

Gong Lin stretched out his heavy palm, lifted the little man from the ground, stroked her thin spine and comforted: "Don't be afraid, my father is here." ”

"Hmm." Gong Que's voice was muffled, but his eyes kept glancing at the assassin's dead body—

What kind of determination, what kind of handle did the mastermind of this matter have, so that that person would dare to murder the emperor's heir?

You must know that if you plot to kill the emperor's heir, you will be punished by the nine clans.

Gong Que's moist eyes were full of calm, without the slightest fear after the death and the happiness of the rest of his life after the disaster.

After carefully pacifying Gong Que, Gong Lin turned his head.

The gentle face on weekdays was full of rage, his eyebrows were twisted together, his eyes burst out with sharp light like knives, and his voice was low: "Come on, check for me!" If you can't find the slightest bit about this assassin, you can see him!! ”

Everyone knew that this incident had touched the emperor's scales and made him angry.

Frightened, everyone present fell to their knees and said in unison: "Your Majesty is angry! ”

Gong Que curled up in Gong Lin's arms and opened his mouth, but he could only make a hoarse voice: "Father, it's okay." ”

In life, who doesn't have a few enemies?

As early as before the banquet, she thought that she would be plotted against after she was in the limelight, but she didn't expect that person to do it so early.

Seeing Gong Que biting his lower lip at the moment, his eyes filled with tears, Gong Lin's heart was like a knife.

He clearly knew that he would be looked at after he was in the limelight, but he was still not well prepared, causing people to hurt her.

The harem has always been like this, this is a fact that Gong Lin has known since he was a child.

Seeing the thin and soft body in his arms move, Gong Lin let go of his arms and let Gong Que stand up by himself.

The tears on the lump had not yet been wiped off, and one couldn't help but worry that the marks would freeze on her face.

Gong Que also noticed it, raised his hand to wipe the tears on his cheeks, and said softly to Gong Lin:

"Don't embarrass the guards, if you can't find out, you won't check it, I've never blamed others, and I don't want my father to worry."

As soon as these words came out, Gong Que felt that he had the same flavor as Gong Chi Chi before his death.

She really didn't want to look into it.

She had long known that even if she asked people to investigate, she would not be able to find anything, and those who dared to openly murder her must have been fully prepared.

Gong Que didn't want to waste his efforts.

Looking at the kind and gentle third daughter in his arms, Gong Lin had mixed feelings in his heart: how much he had suffered in the past, and now she was unwilling to pursue even if someone wanted her life.

"Don't worry, my father will definitely give you justice!"

Gong Lin said coldly.

Gong Que couldn't resist him, so he could only nod slowly: "Then the father, I'll go back first." ”

"Okay, Song An, you escort the third princess back to the palace."

As soon as Gong Lin's words landed, everyone looked surprised-

Song Anke is the sword-carrying guard beside the emperor, if he goes to send the third princess, where should he put the emperor's safety?

Looking at everyone's complicated expressions, Gong Que slowly shook his head, his eyes fell on Lin Jichen, and said softly: "Father, the Song guards should stay by your side to protect your safety, just let General Lin Xiao escort me." ”

Gong Lin pondered for a moment: "Lin Jichen, escort the princess."

On the way, Gong Que put away his supple and pitiful appearance, his handsome face was not shocked, and the whole person was indifferent.

"Wow, the princess was so dangerous just now, if Your Majesty didn't come, would you be strangled to death?"

Lin Jichen felt thrilling as soon as he thought of the scene where Gong Que's life hung by a thread just now, fortunately, Gong Lin said just now that he wanted to go to the plum garden to see, otherwise Gong Que would probably be a mess of dead meat now.

"Hmm." Gong Que nodded, his eyes as calm as autumn water, as if what had just happened had never happened, "However, even if I die, it's nothing, right?" ”

Lin Jichen turned around in surprise, only to find that the man was laughing.

Can she still laugh?!

"Even if you don't have me, you will make the Xuanyue Kingdom prosperous, right?"

Gong Que's eyes were gentle, not at all like the fierce old woman in Lin Jichen's memory.

Thinking of her performance in the hall, it was really Yang Guo wearing a vest - showing him a hand!

"What do you say, old woman!" Lin Jichen pursed his lips and said with some reluctance, "No matter how strong the people of the Imperial Six Family are, they still need a commander and a spiritual pillar!" ”

Spiritual pillars?

Gong Que's smile gradually faded-

She is their deity, their faith.

But what should she believe?

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