The deputy chief of the guard sneered and threw away the handkerchief that wiped the long knife.

"When you're dead, guess slowly!"

The long knife reflected a bright cold glow, and Yuwen Shihong's eyes ached.

He was sad and desperate.

"Could it be my death today? God let me cross over just to kill me for fun? ”

Bang!

Just when Yuwen Shihong himself was already waiting for death, the door was slammed open from the outside.

The guard in the house quickly raised his knife and pointed outward, "Who?!" ”

A beautiful figure flew in quickly, and his hands danced long, wrapping around the necks of the guards in the upper hall.

"Ahh

"Hmm!"

The guards' long knives fell to the ground suddenly, and after the clanging sound, they fell to the ground.

Yuwen Shihong looked at it and was overjoyed.

"Cher!"

The person who came turned out to be Queen Yang Qianxue!

The deputy head of the guard was shocked in his heart, his bronze eyes glared, and he was about to swing his knife and kill Yuwen Shihong regardless of it.

But before his long knife fell, a soft long practice quickly wrapped around his head, followed by a pretty shadow flying, and knocked off the long knife in his hand with a single blow.

Yuwen Shihong was dumbfounded.

The guards in this hall are all good at martial arts, and the deputy head of the guard is needless to say, his arm strength is strong enough to cut off a person with a single sword.

Yuwen Shihong can't even beat a palace maid with a weak chicken now, let alone these brave guards.

But now, Yang Qianxue, a little girl who seems to be gentle as water, has subdued them all without much effort.

At this moment, Yuwen Shihong completely overturned his previous understanding of his queen.

"It seems that this plan to practice martial arts must be put on the agenda as soon as possible."

Such a thought suddenly popped into Yuwen Shihong's mind.

When he was still stunned, Yang Qianxue had already withdrawn her long practice, fell in front of him lightly, and asked urgently.

"Your Majesty, how are you, aren't you injured?"

Yang Qianxue breathed a sigh of relief and turned her beautiful eyes to the side in confusion.

"Who the hell are they......"

"Who is the chief of the guard in charge of Ouchi?" Yuwen Shihong's expression became colder, and his tone was cold.

Yang Qianxue pondered for a moment, "It's Changsun Hong, the nephew of General Changsun Jian." ”

"Huh?"

Yuwen Shihong was surprised.

"That Pillar General Changsun Jian?"

The eldest grandson Jian is a famous founding general in history, with outstanding merits and family origins, and is a descendant of famous ministers of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

If this Changsun Hong chief guard is really the nephew of General Changsun Jian, there will be a lot of things involved behind it.

Yang Qianxue nodded and said, "Yes, if General Changsun is still here, my dynasty will not be displaced here." ”

"Ah......h

Yuwen Shihong reacted.

Nowadays, the Northern Zhou Dynasty is very different from the time when the country was founded, and those brave and extraordinary generals died in seventy-seven, eighty-eight.

Yuwen Shihong originally wanted to meet the eldest grandson, General Hong, but after thinking about it, he put it down for the time being.

"Cher, help me wake these two guys up."

He walked over and pointed out the two palace maids who had passed out.

"Yes."

Yang Qianxue glanced at Yuwen Shihong strangely, and although she had doubts in her heart, she still walked over obediently.

I saw her squatting down and tapping a few times on the necks of the two palace maids, and the two palace maids came to their senses one after another.

Yuwen Shihong directly took out the long knives of the guards on the side and pressed them against the necks of the two palace maids.

As soon as the two of them woke up, they were directly frightened, and then they saw that there was blood all over the ground, and there were even two guards who were cut off by the waist.

The timid palace maid rolled her eyes and fainted again.

Yang Qianxue slapped her two directly, and she was forced to wake up again.

This time, the two palace maids no longer had the idea of resisting, and they trembled all over.

"Your Majesty, your majesty's life!"

Yuwen Shihong sneered.

"Now you can say, who instructed you to kill me?"

The timid palace maid squirmed her lips, and the other big palace maid immediately shouted.

"Can't tell!"

Yuwen Shihong's expression turned cold, and he gestured to Yang Qianxue.

Yang Qianxue immediately understood, and Chang Lian deftly wrapped around the neck of the big palace maid, and with a slight force, she lost her breath.

Yuwen Shihong pinched the little palace maid's face, and his expression was gloomy.

"If you say it obediently, I can spare you from dying, if you don't say it, the end will be the same as her!"

The little palace maid was already crumbling, and when she saw that the main heart bone was dead, her heart was suddenly broken.

She broke down and burst into tears.

"Yes, it's Lord Zhang Dezhu, the chief guard in charge of the outer hall!"

The guards in the palace are divided into two places: the inner hall and the outer hall, and Zhang Dezhu, as the chief of the guard of the outer hall, is in charge of nearly 5,000 troops of all sizes, and his power is not small.

Although there is no record of this person in history, Yuwen Shihong has no doubt that this person's influence on the Northern Zhou Dynasty at this time cannot be underestimated.

"Gagged her and tied her to a chair."

Yang Qianxue nodded, and quickly tied up the little palace maid with Bai Lian, and then frowned.

"Your Majesty, what should we do now?"

Yuwen Shihong's maturity and calmness made Yang Qianxue involuntarily begin to worship him, and his image in his heart became more and more tall.

Yuwen Shihong pondered for a moment and did not speak for a long time.

"Send a trusted palace maid to call Imperial Doctor Chen, and say that she will treat me!"

"Okay."

Yang Qianxue nodded, and walked out to order herself to be a personal palace maid.

The Imperial Hospital was not far from the emperor's bedroom, and after a stick of incense, Imperial Physician Chen hurriedly came.

As soon as she entered the inner hall, Yang Qianxue immediately led someone to close the door.

When Imperial Physician Chen saw the corpses in the inner hall, his face turned pale.

He swallowed, his face full of fear.

"Your Majesty, this, this ......"

Yuwen Shihong stood up and nodded lightly at the little palace maid.

"Look, do you recognize this person?"

Imperial Physician Chen trembled like chaff, and knelt down when he heard the words.

"Weichen doesn't understand what the emperor means!"

Yuwen Shihong snorted coldly.

"It's really not the Yellow River that doesn't give up, Chen Wenzhong, do you really think no one knows about the fact that you drugged me with the intention of poisoning me?"

Imperial Physician Chen's face was bloodied almost instantly.

"This little palace maid has already recruited everything, and you still don't recognize it?"

Yuwen Shihong raised his voice and spoke sharply.

"Weichen should be damned!"

Imperial Physician Chen fell to the ground with a soft thud and kowtowed fiercely to beg for mercy.

"Wechen is fascinated for a while, and he deserves death! Please also ask the emperor to dispose of it! ”

Yuwen Shihong asked coldly.

"In addition to you and these two palace maids, who else did Zhang Dezhu order to kill me?"

Imperial Physician Chen's head was covered in blood, but his face was blank.

"The minister doesn't know what the emperor means."

Yuwen Shihong was an actor in his last life, and when he asked others if they were acting, he could see through it at a glance.

But in front of him, Imperial Doctor Chen's posture really doesn't look like a fake.

Yuwen Shihong frowned.

Could it be that there are other ways to do this?