Chapter Seventy-Two: Where You Go, I'll Go
"Since your father and daughter both said that this is trauma medicine," Gu Wenlou said in an indifferent tone, "Come on, let Leng Dasheng eat the medicine, it is poisonous or not, you will know if you try it." ”
Leng Dasheng's eyes widened, and his breathing stopped.
Leng Xiuxiu was also stunned: "My lord......"
Gu Rongrong lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes covered the coldness under her eyes.
Sure enough, she guessed it.
Gu Wenlou is suspicious and vicious, narrow-minded, he must rather kill by mistake than let it go.
Gu Wenlou waved his hand, resolutely interrupted Leng Xiuxiu's words, and motioned to his subordinates to hold Leng Dasheng, and without using water, he directly aimed the powder in the bag at his mouth.
Leng Dasheng struggled in horror: "My lord, my lord spare my life!" ”
Gu Wenlou's tone was cold: "This official didn't think about killing you, it was you who said it yourself, this is a medicine for external injuries, and it is non-toxic." ”
Leng Dasheng panicked: "My lord, I'm ...... It's not my medicine and I don't know what it is. ”
"Bold!" The official smacked him, "When you first found it, you said it was yours, and now you say no, what are you being an adult?" It's up to you to deceive! ”
"My lord, except for the things found on Leng Dasheng, there are no other people." The official returned the favor.
Gu Rongrong hooked her lips, the official errand has to be handed over, as for whether Leng Dasheng is the real murderer or not, it doesn't matter.
Gu Wenlou didn't blink his eyes, waved his hand, and ordered to feed the medicine.
Leng Dasheng still wanted to call, but he was pinched in his jaw and couldn't call it at all, and the medicine was forced to feed in.
Gu Rongrong held Leng Zhitang's arm and reminded in a low voice: "Don't look at it." ”
Leng Zhitang was highly nervous, and subconsciously turned his face away when he listened to her words.
After a while, Leng Dasheng foamed at the mouth, his legs kept kicking, and he convulsed for a while.
He's dead.
Gu Rongrong's face was expressionless, her eyelids drooped, and there was no trace of sympathy.
Leng Dasheng, he should have died a long time ago!
Leng Xiuxiu was so frightened that she screamed halfway, and swallowed everything else, choked in her throat, covered her mouth, and her eyes were full of horror.
Gu Wenlou's eyes burst out with a cold light: "I still said that it wasn't poison!" ”
"Someone!"
Gu Wenlou pointed at Leng Xiuxiu, and before he gave the order to kill, he opened his eyes wide and looked into the distance.
He wanted to pull Leng Xiuxiu in front of him, but his injured hand hurt so much that he couldn't use his strength, so he gritted his teeth and changed hands, pulling Leng Xiuxiu.
At the same time, an arrow grazed Leng Xiuxiu's shoulder, opened a bloody hole, and shot at the carriage.
"There are assassins!"
Gu Rongrong protected Leng Zhitang under her and rolled behind the tree next to her with her.
More than a dozen arrows were fired indiscriminately, and two officials died instantly, including Zhao Chaguan, who was lying on the ground and his poisoning had not yet been relieved.
Gu Wenlou's face was pale, he rolled into the carriage, pulled the sword and held it in his hand, but he injured his right hand, and the sword in his left hand was not at all, and his hands were trembling.
Gu Rongrong couldn't care about others, so she lowered her head and asked Leng Zhitang: "Are you hurt?" ”
Leng Zhitang shook his head: "It's okay, what about you?" ”
Gu Rongrong took out the ancient sword and held it in her hand: "Is the dagger for you on your body?" ”
"Here," Leng Zhitang clenched the dagger in both hands, his lips trembling nervously, "Who are they?" ”
Gu Rongrong observed those arrows, the shaft of the arrow was slightly shorter, the feather was light, the range was longer, and the tip of the arrow was sharp, which was extremely good iron.
Her eyes shrunk: this is the arrow in the army.
It is far from being comparable to the arrows used by the soldiers sent by the Song Mansion last time.
Looking at the injured people, most of them were officials, and there were basically no prisoners.
Gu Rongrong's eyes quickly swept around, looking for Leng Xinghe's figure.
But there was no one to be seen.
She remembered that Leng Xinghe had said last night that she would leave for a place early this morning and let her take care.
Could it be that it's gone?
Gu Rongrong touched a token in her arms - it was from Leng Xinghe's study in the palace.
The token of the Changning Palace.
I don't know if it can work at this time.
She had a feeling that this group of assassins should be coming for the people of Changning Palace.
"Zhitang, don't go out if you hide here," Gu Rongrong advised, "If, I mean if, if you are assassinated, tell the assassin that you are the daughter of the king of Changning and the sister of the prince, remember?" ”
Leng Zhitang nodded vigorously: "What about you?" ”
"I'm fine, remember!" Gu Rongrong said, jumped out, ran in the direction where the assassin came, and fired arrows all the way.
Soon, she was attracting the Assassins.
Gu Rongrong ran to the intersection over there, the road was narrow over there, and there was a small forest, so she could escape and hide.
She just wants to attract these people to the past, identify themselves, show the royal token, and find out the real intention of the other party.
If they are really the old people of King Changning, and they have come to save them, then they have to talk about it, and it doesn't have to be like this.
The distance was getting closer, and he met several Assassins.
Gu Rongrong saw that the knives on their waists, the style of the handles, and the habit of carrying knives were all the same as those of the soldiers of the Changning Palace.
Really!
She kept holding the sword in her hand, and said in a low voice: "I am the princess of the palace, if you have something to say, you can go to the forest to talk!" ”
The people on the opposite side were stunned, and the offensive slowed down significantly.
Gu Rongrong fought and retreated, and retreated into the forest.
The person at the head was in his thirties, his eyes were blazing, he tore off the black cloth under him, and arched his hand: "Dare to ask, are you the princess?" ”
"Exactly," Gu Rongrong returned the salute, "I don't know the name of the hero?" ”
"In Xia Chun Yu Meng, I am ordered by the great master to save you."
Gu Rongrong's heart moved slightly: "Big boss? But Phoenix Ridge? ”
"Exactly!" Chun Yu looked at Gu Rongrong fiercely, "The princess has heard of Phoenix Ridge?" ”
"The prince mentioned it," Gu Rongrong nodded, her tone solemn, "Thank you for your help, it's just ......"
Chun Yu took a step forward: "In this case, please also ask the princess to go back to Phoenix Ridge with us, the big boss has prepared a banquet and is waiting for you to go." ”
"Don't worry, we will be able to keep you safe!"
"We have all received the favor of the prince, and we have admired the king of Changning for a long time, and the big boss often says that he is willing to go to the soup for the prince."
"Princess, please!"
Gu Rongrong was about to speak, and someone in the forest had a clear voice: "Chun Yu Meng, long time no see." ”
Gu Rongrong turned around and saw a person coming slowly.
A dark robe, with a knife on his waist, steady steps.
The black hair was tied up and buckled with a black copper crown, revealing two long black eyebrows, eyes as thick as obsidian, and the tails of the eyes were slightly raised, with three points of sharpness.
The prince of Changning, Leng Xinghe.
Chun Yumeng was overjoyed: "Shizi! There has been no news of the son before, and the big bosses are in a hurry, it's so good to see you! ”
Leng Xinghe nodded slowly, walked in front of Gu Rongrong, and was stared at by her cold gaze, inexplicably a little weak-hearted.
"You go back first," Leng Xinghe said, "I'll go with them, and after you go back, I'll say ......"
"I'm not going back," Gu Rongrong interrupted him, her tone was reasonable, "I'll go where you go." ”
Leng Xinghe's eyebrows jumped slightly: "What?" ”
Gu Rongrong's eyes were as black as ink, and she said word by word: "I said, I will go where you go." ”