Zhao Mingxi was thrown to the ground, and before he could react to what was happening, he heard the screams of everyone and the sound of tables and chairs moving messily on the ground.

This was followed by Zhao Yuecian's exclamation, accompanied by the exclamations of the other women, "Quick, there is an assassin, escort!"

Zhao Mingxi's mind was buzzing, and he had no way to think about it at all.

Then she felt the viscous liquid in her hand, and her heart was suddenly clenched by an invisible giant hand, so suppressed that every breath she took became extremely difficult.

Then she saw the emerald green edge of the clothes next to her, saw the hair that already had a gray color, and saw the jade double-strand hairpin that she had only rewarded the day before yesterday.

And then there's the face.

The face that has been with me for many years.

Aunt Zhanggong was not her nurse, and her nurse was punished out of the house because of her bad intentions towards her, and she couldn't stay with her all the time.

These private events in the back house appeared prematurely in his life.

Then this aunt in charge of the palace came, the daughter of the grandmother in front of her grandmother, who lost her husband when she got married, and did not stand when she gave birth to her posthumous child.

Grandmother said that he was a hard-working person and a safe person, so let's put it in front of Mingxi!

Like, her girlfriend's name is Wan Niang.

Later, after coming to him, he was called Aunt Yun.

is because her surname is Yun, and after entering the palace, she almost lost her name.

Even Zhao Mingxi herself rarely calls her by her name.

But she has been with her for so many years, and she is indeed a proper character, as her grandmother said, and she is very quiet from time to time, so quiet that sometimes you can't even notice her existence.

But she is the person who knows herself best, knows what color she likes, what material she likes, knows what expression she is unhappy about, and when she is secretly happy alone.

She even knew that the young man she had hidden in her heart for many years, and even often went to the young man's grave to offer incense instead of herself when she didn't know it.

Zhao Mingxi's tears kept pouring out of her eyes, making her unable to see Wanniang's face clearly, and whether she was hiding her worries about herself in her eyes that she had not closed.

She tried to say something, but found that her lips trembled so badly that she couldn't say a word.

The disturbing sounds seemed to be cut off from a distant place, leaving only the sound of "humming".

It's like when I went to Zhuangzi to play when I was a child, the sound of mosquitoes outside the mosquito net was incessant.

At that time, Wan Niang would stay next to her all night and fan for her, while chanting: "But you have to go back quickly, the girl's skin and flesh are going to be burned, whose girl is so sunburned under the poisonous sun, go back and let the old lady see it, and say it."

Wan Niang Wan Niang!

Wan Niang, now she is no longer in Zhuangzi, now they are in the palace, those little eunuchs are afraid of the master's beating, and the work in their hands is very fine, and there will definitely not be a mosquito in this hall.

Wan Niang Wan Niang!

Wrong!

Wan Niang, it's winter right now! There are no mosquitoes in winter.

Wan Niang Wan Niang!

No one has ever seen the crown princess lose her temper like this.

She sat on the ground, her face splashed with thick black blood, her hair fell apart, and she seemed to be unconscious.

The Assassins were quickly controlled.

In fact, there is no need to control it, because immediately after the attack, the man committed suicide by drinking poison.

It was none other than the dancer who was leading the dance.

The movement quickly alarmed the people in the front hall, and the crown prince and the minister of civil and military affairs quickly rushed over.

At a glance, you can see the Assassin lying on the ground, and the crown princess behind the fallen main table.

Even the crown prince has never seen such a crown princess.

He immediately strode over, pulled the person up, and hugged him in his arms, "Mingxi,

Are you alright?"

Zhao Mingxi heard a familiar voice, she blinked her eyes vigorously, and finally removed the mist in front of her, and then saw her husband's face, she turned her head with difficulty, and then saw Wanniang's dead appearance on the ground.

Before she could cry, the prince covered her eyes with his hand, "Don't look, my aunt is here to protect you.

She hopes that you are well, you are pregnant now, it is not appropriate to have emotional ups and downs, don't look at it, let someone take you to the side to rest."

After speaking, without waiting for Zhao Mingxi to speak, he directly ordered people, "Come on! Carry Aunt Yun down."

"No!" Zhao Mingxi hurriedly broke the prince's hand, shook his head and said, "Don't!"

She forgot her reserved and rational nature as the crown princess, "My aunt has never left me too far, so let's go to my palace!"

This is a little unruly, a dead palace maid, how can she be put in the princess's bedroom?

Let's talk about it more seriously, the princess's bedroom is the prince's bedroom.

This move will hinder the prince's luck, and even more, it will have some impact on the fortunes of the country.

None of the people present dared to speak, and the prince's face was already a little ugly.

Zhao Yuecian directly ordered at this time, "Send it to the side hall and wait."

Zhao Mingxi immediately turned his face and glared at her.

Zhao Yuecian didn't shy away and said, "Sister, you are too sad at this time, and some things have not been thought through clearly, otherwise, you should rest first!"

After speaking, he didn't wait for Zhao Mingxi to say anything, so he saluted to the crown prince Yingying, "Your Highness, the most important thing at the moment is to investigate this matter clearly.

Although he committed suicide by drinking poison at this moment, it is difficult to guarantee that there are other accomplices, and the important people in the Chaozhong Palace are here tonight.

The assassin just now didn't succeed, so he just died as a palace maid, and his sister was still safe and sound, but if we weren't vigilant at this time, wouldn't it be dangerous if they had a follow-up move?

The safety of His Royal Highness is the most important, and all the important ministers of the court must also protect it, not to mention, in the Qianyuan Palace, His Majesty is still there!"

Zhao Mingxi was so sad that he couldn't think rationally about the things at hand, but now he came to his senses little by little.

Zhao Yuecia's words were clear to the ear one by one.

But it suddenly gave rise to a chill in her heart.

This is not Zhao Yuechan's temperament, nor is it what Zhao Yuecian can say.

When did she become so organized, so sensible?

She couldn't help but look up at the cousin over there who she had never been able to look at.

saw that Zhao Yuecian was orderly instructing people to deal with the current matter, how to settle the courtiers and internal and external women, and how to appease the frightened people.

There is also advice to the crown prince on how to prevent the murderer and his henchmen from escaping or reviving evil thoughts.

There must be a demon when something goes wrong, and at the moment, this demon wind is obviously blowing towards him.

She watched Wanniang being carried away, as Zhao Yuecian said, and carried to the side hall next door.

Zhao Mingxi's chaotic emotions also seemed to be withdrawn little by little with the stretcher, and he was struggling to become sober.

She got out of the crown prince's arms and finally collected her emotions, "It's just that I'm in a hurry, and I made such an impudent request, don't blame Your Highness."

In the end, after so many years of wife, and he also knew the importance of Aunt Yun to the crown princess, the prince was not really angry, but nodded lightly, "It's okay."

Zhao Mingxi came back to his senses and took a deep breath, "Let's ...... first."

Who knew that only three words were spoken, and someone in the crowd over there suddenly exclaimed, "Jiang Liangdi, what's wrong with you?"

The voice was made by a foreign woman, who seemed to be the wife of the servant of the ministry, and at this time she subconsciously nervously supported Jiang Shuhua.

And when everyone looked over, they saw Jiang Shuhua's pale face and sweaty forehead.