The group hurriedly walked forward, although they did not meet anyone along the way, they heard everyone in the palace in a panic, there were screams, frightened sounds, cries for help, running sounds, and footsteps were confused, obviously someone was chasing behind.

It seems that the Tiger Camp not only blocked the front hall, but also the harem.

The Nine-Fold Palace is really big and boundless, and after running for a long time, Shu Yao is already extremely tired, but he has not been able to reach the palace gate.

They walked in the mezzanine road shaded by the trees, and saw a red fire in the distance through the trees, and from time to time someone ran around in the vicinity, panicking, Shu Yao felt sad in his heart.

Dacheng also had a prosperous era, but now it has fallen into the situation of two palace changes in one day, and such a beautiful palace has been washed in blood and burned again and again.

was so tired that he couldn't run, and Shu Yao's pace couldn't help but slow down. Just slowed down her pace a little, Emperor Zhao beside her grabbed her sleeve and bent her waist, looking completely out of breath.

She hurriedly leaned over to look, and saw that in the mottled shadows of the trees, Emperor Zhao's face was like a pig's liver, and then he looked at his hand pulling his sleeve, and he couldn't stop shaking, and there was a wisp of bright red blood hanging on the corner of his mouth.

With his condition, if he didn't want to run for his life, he was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to stand.

When everyone saw it, they looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on Shu Yao's body.

Obviously, if you want to escape from the palace, Emperor Zhao is an obvious burden.

Shu Yao's heart was entangled. With him, it is likely that everyone will not be able to escape, and if you don't take him, those who stay in front of him are doomed to a dead end.

Prime Minister Liu Cheng wants to seize power, and what he wants is the death of Emperor Zhao. Once he falls into the hands of the rebels, there is only the possibility of death.

And for Shen Junzhuo, together with the dispute with Prime Minister Liu Cheng, a weak lord like Emperor Zhao, who may die of illness at any time, does not have much significance.

It is really sad that a generation of emperors ended up like this.

She looked around at everyone, and saw that everyone had different expressions, and knew that they were actually unwilling to take Emperor Zhao with them. But Shu Miao couldn't make up his mind to abandon him here. After thinking about it, I only said first:

"Let's take a moment and go!"

Luo Shu hesitated for a moment, looked around, and from time to time someone ran over in a panic. Fortunately, their location is relatively hidden, and no one has found it yet.

He glanced at Shu Yao again, so he had to nod, and when Shu Yao asked Emperor Zhao to sit down, he pulled Shu Yao over and said anxiously:

"Second Miss Li, there is still a way to go out of the palace, and you can't stay here for a long time."

Shu Yao nodded, how could he not be anxious in his heart, but at this moment, Emperor Zhao's body was already at the end of the crossbow, and he insisted on letting him run with him, but he was afraid that he would be killed immediately.

She turned around and found a few acupuncture points on Emperor Zhao's body and pressed them, Emperor Zhao really got better, his red face gradually turned white, and his breathing stabilized a little.

He simply leaned on a stump and lay down, the hair of a generation of emperors was scattered, and even his robes were scraped by the branches in a few places, which was undignified.

Emperor Zhao felt exhausted, and it was difficult to even stand holding on to the stump, so he simply slid down the stump and sat on the ground.

He knew very well in his heart that if he wanted to survive, the only way to follow these people out of the palace was to follow them, but at this time, everyone would take care of their own lives, and his identity would become a burden.

He clung to what was in his arms, and this was the only one he could rely on, the last straw he could save his life.

As long as they took a breath, everyone else eased up, and everyone glanced at Emperor Zhao who was sitting on the ground, and their eyes fell on Shu Yao.

With or without Emperor Zhao, it was only between Shu Yao's thoughts.

For a while, the atmosphere between several people was weird, and no one spoke. Emperor Zhao slowly raised his head, glanced at the others first, and finally fixed his gaze on Shu Yao.

He tightened the things in his arms, and was very hesitant in his heart, and just as he was about to open his mouth to speak, he squatted down and said softly when he saw the man who was disguised as a palace maid:

"Can the official family still go?"

He looked at her eyes shining in the night, like a sky full of stars.

What else did he have to trade with her besides what he had in his arms? And she didn't know anything about what was in his arms!

So, is she willing to lend a hand to help him without asking for anything?

He carefully examined her eyes, made sure that he saw only sincerity in those eyes, and tried to use force before he said:

"Let me try!"

However, he exerted all his strength, but he could not stand up, but instead caused a violent cough one after another.

Every breath he took in his chest was like a small sharp blade cutting, and he could even feel the blood flowing from under the blade to his throat, as long as he opened his mouth, a large mouthful of blood would definitely gush out.

He hung his head feebly, looking at the weeds on the ground that could not be seen clearly. He is unwilling, unwilling to die like this, he should be the king of thousands of miles in his hands, the ruler of the Dacheng Dynasty, how can he die so hastily, can't he even die at the end of his life?

In despair, he suddenly felt a force at his elbow to lift him up, and he slowly turned his head to look over, and saw the thin girl standing beside him, pulling him up with all his might.

There was a burst of heat in his heart, and there was still someone who cared about his life!

Seeing Shu Jiao stepping forward to help Emperor Zhao, Luo Shu hesitated, gave a look to the people around him, and stepped forward to take a hand.

Someone replaced Shu Yao, set up Emperor Zhao on the left and right, and dragged him forward.

It's just that everyone hasn't walked a few steps before the fire suddenly shines in front of them, and there is a lot of light.

There was laughter, and several rebels appeared in front of them, and when they saw the light in their eyes, they immediately surrounded them with knives.

Luo Shu immediately blocked in front of Shu Yao, a long knife was placed across his chest, and he made a gesture, and someone behind him immediately rushed out and fought with the rebels.

Fortunately, it was found that their rebels were not numerous, and after a few rounds, the fighting on their side was resolved, and soon more rebels were alerted to surround this side.

Seeing that it had been exposed, Luo Shu had no choice but to point out the way, let Shu Jiao, Emperor Zhao and others go first, and leave the broken back by himself.

The pursuers are getting closer and closer, and time is getting shorter, but Emperor Zhao has no strength at all. With his drag, the group was much slower than the rebels.

Emperor Zhao was dragged forward, he turned his head to look at the rebels who were getting clearer and clearer, the fear in his heart was infinitely magnified, a fishy smell filled his mouth and nose, and he couldn't help but spurt a mouthful of blood out of his mouth.

As the mouthful of blood spat out, the last bit of strength that supported him was gone, and he softened like a rag.

Seeing this, Shu Yao hurriedly followed him and whispered:

"Official, hold on for a while, as long as you leave the palace, you will still have a way to live."

Emperor Zhao raised his eyes, his eyes were dilated, he tried to look at Shu Yao, and paused for a moment before saying:

"Okay, okay."

It's just that although he said this, he didn't have any strength at all, and he could only be dragged by others.

The rebels behind them caught up, and Luo Shu had already fought with them, retreating as they fought, and soon some of the forbidden army were wounded and fell, unable to stand up again.

(End of chapter)