Hearing Rong Sui's sullen snort, he saw that half of the Emei thorn had passed through his shirt and pierced into his heart, and a stream of blood flowed out of his chest, gradually soaking the moon-white clothes. That touch of red, with a scorching temperature, is like a red lotus slowly blooming in the snow, gorgeous and enchanting, compared with his elegant and dusty appearance, it looks out of place.

Seeing that the Emei thorn was about to be submerged, Rong Sui's expression was awe-inspiring, and the eyebrows that were as warm as jade in the past were already a piece of cold ice under his eyes.

He reacted very quickly, and in an instant, he grabbed the Emei thorn in her hand tightly, and the other hand firmly clasped her arm, so that she could no longer stab the Emei thorn with any more force.

The dancing girl tried to break free from his grip, but found that even if she tried her best to do it in vain, her face changed slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes. At this moment, she suddenly felt an internal force surging out from his slender and white hands, instantly penetrating the meridians of her whole body, making her shake all over, and she involuntarily let go of the Emei thorn in her hand.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that the Emei thorn was shocked out of his body by his internal force, and after drawing a cold light in the air, he fell to the ground with a "dang".

"You ......" There was a hint of confusion and panic on her face, but she quickly regained her composure. She jumped up lightly with both feet, and the silver bell on her ankle "jingled", and almost instantly, she raised her internal force and slapped him on the head and face, and the murderous intent in her eyes was fully revealed.

I saw that Rong Sui's robe moved, and a faint fragrance of the fence passed, and his whole body was already volleyed into the air, easily blocking this blow.

All this happened too quickly and too suddenly, so that everyone present was caught off guard, and they didn't even know how to react, so they could only freeze in place. It wasn't until the Emei thorn fell to the ground that they woke up like a big dream.

Then, the scene descended into chaos, with gasps, exclamations, and screams.

Rong Wei came back from the shock, looked at the two people who were making moves in disbelief, his face became as white as paper, and his eyes still showed a look of horror that had not yet dissipated, and it seemed that he was also frightened by this sudden change.

He didn't understand what was going on, why a good dancing girl suddenly turned into a killer? If Rong Sui had three long and two short at his banquet...... Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a shake in his heart, and immediately shouted outside the hall: "Someone, there are assassins, catch assassins!" ”

After a while, a chaotic sound of footsteps and the sound of sharp weapons unsheathed came from outside the hall, and then more than a dozen guards with weapons in their hands swarmed from outside the hall, and surrounded the dancing girl who was fighting with Rong Sui.

Seeing the appearance of the escort, Rong Wei quickly calmed down and shouted coldly: "Take down the assassin quickly, don't hurt His Royal Highness King Huai!" ”

At the sound of an order, the guards rushed forward one after another.

That dancing girl was already bare-handed, and she didn't have the upper hand when she fought with Rong Sui, and at this time, she encountered more than a dozen guards with powerful and infinite strength, and she was even more outnumbered, and she soon fell behind.

Seeing that a white blade was about to pierce her chest, she was shocked, and hurriedly dodged, but in retrospect, she smelled a wisp of incense, and the next moment, she only felt a pain in her shoulder, and the whole person flew out upside down like a paper kite with a broken thread, and smashed heavily on the red pillar on one side of the hall.

Rong Sui's unexpected palm was fast and ruthless, so she couldn't guard against it, she spat out a mouthful of blood, and when she raised her eyes, she realized that she had been beaten by him a few feet away, and the dozen or so guards were quickly surrounding her.

She glanced around quickly, then her expression sank, and she pulled the silver bell from her ankle.

"Be careful, there's a hidden weapon!" Rong Sui, who was watching this scene from a distance, hurriedly shouted.

Before he could finish speaking, he saw several silver needles shoot out of the silver bell in Mai Ji's hand, and the guards hurriedly waved their weapons to block it, and when they looked at Mai Ji again, where was she except for a large open window behind the red pillar?

The guards reacted immediately and chased after them non-stop.

Rong Wei was shocked when he saw this, and shouted angrily at the attendant who was protecting him: "Don't you take anyone to search? The assassin was badly wounded, and he must not have escaped! No matter what, the assassin must be taken down, whether it is life or death! ”

As soon as Rong Wei finished giving the order, he saw Rong Sui's figure shake, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood from his mouth, then staggered back two steps, and slowly fell down holding his heart amid the exclamations of everyone.

"Old Seven!" Rong Wei exclaimed in surprise, he had no time to care about anything else, he ran towards him anxiously, and shouted: "Someone, pass on the imperial doctor, pass the imperial doctor!" ”

The attendant did not dare to slack off, and rushed out of the hall in a few arrows. And those guests who had already been frightened saw this scene, and all of them showed panicked looks on their faces, and hurriedly stepped forward to check Rong Sui's injuries.

I saw that Rong Sui's eyes were closed, his breath was like a gossamer, and cold sweat was constantly breaking out on his forehead, lying there motionless.

Rong Wei and the others hurriedly helped Rong Sui up from the ground and carried him to the soft couch in the side hall, only then did they realize that the shocking red on Rong Sui's chest had turned black and brown at some point! Everyone couldn't help but gasp, the Emei thorn was smeared with poison! stabbing and smearing poison, this is clearly to put the Seven Princes to death!

Their hearts sank suddenly, and their faces were as dead as ashes.

They all knew in their hearts that although these seven princes were far away from the court, Emperor Xuanwu still cared very much about this son, otherwise he would not have taken him out of the cold palace and taught him personally for three years, let alone recalled him from Beiluo Shimen to seal the king and build a mansion, and let him stay in the world.

If the Seven Princes really had three long and two short, Emperor Xuanwu would definitely be furious. Since ancient times, the emperor has been angry and ambushed millions of corpses, how can a few of their insignificant petty officials afford this? If Emperor Xuanwu investigates it, don't say that all the people present today will not escape their fate, even if the prince is afraid, he will not be able to escape the blame.

Just when everyone was nervous, they saw a man in white hurrying with a doctor.

That man, everyone knows it, is Rong Sui's personal attendant - Mobei. As for the doctor, everyone didn't pay much attention to it, they only hoped that he could rejuvenate and let Rong Sui survive this catastrophe smoothly, as for who it was, it didn't matter at all. On the contrary, it was Rong Huan, who felt that this person was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

It wasn't until a long time later that Rong Wei recalled that this person was the imperial doctor who was removed from the Tai Hospital back then-Yan Tingyun.

"See His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

After Mo Bei and Yan Tingyun hurriedly saluted Rong Wei, they immediately took Rong Sui from Rong Wei's hands.

After seeing the black-brown wound on Rong Sui's chest, the two glanced at each other, and frowned in unison, Yan Tingyun hurriedly probed Rong Sui's pulse, and his gaze gradually sank, and after a while, he said to Mo Bei with a solemn face: "The prince's dream is a thousand nights." ”