Chapter 38: Are You Wearing Books Too?
Ling Xinyao looked at Chen Lichuan's bloody hand, her eyes were full of incredulity, and she looked at him in confusion, and she forgot to make another move for a while.
Chen Lichuan threw a look at her: "Assassinating Your Majesty, capital crime!" Someone ...... coming."
Ling Xinyao understood the hint in his eyes, folded his waist, turned around and swept up the roof, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
The Twelve Guards chased after her at this time, and several of them went after her, while the others surrounded them.
The assassins were already pressed and beaten by the hidden loyalty, but now they are besieged by the twelve guards, and they are even more passive.
Chen Qianzhi put his sword into the sheath: "Why is Uncle Huang here?" ”
"I've been waiting for you, but I haven't seen His Majesty, so I came to take a look, but I didn't expect to encounter this incident, how about it?" Chen Lichuan looked at Ling Xi with concern: "Miss Ling is okay, right?" ”
"It's okay, thank you," Ling Xi rubbed the hurt on his eyebrows, "It's my face that is disfigured." ”
Chen Qianzhi looked coldly: "It's just a small scar, for you, is it the same!" ”
Ling Xi immediately gritted his teeth and angrily: "Your Majesty, what do you mean by this?" ”
"Say you're ugly!"
“……”
Tatsu Lechuan's eyes showed a little surprise.
Chen Qianzhi is the emperor's nephew, he knows, he has a cold-blooded stability that does not match his age, he has been cautious in his words and deeds since he was a child, and he never talks nonsense with anyone.
Now, he is arguing with a straw bale beauty like Ling Xi??
Chen Qianzhi also seemed to realize something, and the aura of the whole person instantly sank like an abyss, and he snorted coldly.
"Twelve guards, lonely to live!"
"Poof!"
The blade of the sword slipped the throats of the two assassins, spurting blood all over him.
But the blade of the sword then turned and turned to Zhou Chang, flowing smoothly.
Zhou Chang quickly retreated, his mind turned, and he realized that he couldn't escape today.
But.
He must not be caught by His Majesty!
So.
At the moment of withdrawal, he made the final decision.
The moment he stopped and landed, he suddenly grabbed his face.
"Not good!"
Qian Xizhong hurriedly picked up the sword blade and broke Zhou Chang's tendon, but it was still too late.
The white smoke that came out of Zhou Chang's face instantly filled the air with the smell of bloody carrion.
With the screams, the flesh and blood on Zhou Chang's face fell off piece by piece.
"He's ......"
Ling Xi subconsciously leaned forward, wanting to see a little more clearly, but a hand fell from his eyes, with a faint fragrance.
"Don't look!"
Chen Qianzhi covered her eyes with her left hand, and took the opportunity to take a belt behind her: "Twelve guards!" ”
One of the twelve guards understood, raised his knife and fell, and cut off Zhou Chang's head.
Soon, his head turned into a pool of blood.
"This is bone powder, used to transform corpses...... He actually used it on his face, corrupted alive...... Kind of a man! Qianxian Zhong bowed in admiration.
The enemy is the enemy, but the respect that deserves is still there.
Such an iron-clad man deserves his praise.
Chen Qianzhi was expressionless: "What does Uncle Huang think?" ”
"The fact that he was so desperate to ruin his face shows that this person ...... Your Majesty may know! Chen Lichuan remained silent, and he couldn't see any waves.
"Yes, that's why he can't wait to be disfigured, but it doesn't matter," Chen Qianzhi smiled and smiled: "Twelve guards, hang his body at the gate of the city, if there is someone who can provide clues to his identity...... Reward! ”
He raised his head and chuckled: "What does Uncle Huang think?" ”
Chen Lichuan bowed his head elegantly: "So, very proper!" ”
Ling Xi had been hiding behind Chen Qianzhi until Zhou Chang's body was disposed of, and half of his head was revealed.
"Where's Uncle Huang?"
"What? Do you miss him? Chen Qianzhen frowned: "Just left, do you want to call back for you?" ”
"Don't you think it's strange? Why did he save me just now? ”
Chen Qian's shoulders shook, shook her hand away, and took off the blood-stained plain clothes: "Heroes save beauty, what every man is willing to do, maybe he is fascinated by beauty and has a crush on you......"
"I think he likes me, as a woman with a big male lead, he will definitely not cut off his brain," Ling Xi sourly, "It's a pity, people only miss my sister-in-law, without me!" ”
"Smack!"
Chen Qianfolded his clothes: "Yes, how good it is to follow him, he looks good, his force value is high, and he can ensure that you live a long and prosperous life, unlike me, I will only be affected to the point of cutting off my brains!" ”
"Bang, Bang Bang ......"
The sound of bangs suddenly came.
Chen Qianzhi's movements suddenly stopped.
Ling Xi also held his breath.
The two tacitly counted the sound of bangzi in their hearts.
In the era when there were no clocks, Bangzi was the best time clock at night.
"Do you hear me clearly? How many voices are there? ”
"Eleven Voices...... What about you? How many do you hear? ”
"Eleven!! It's eleven o'clock, and there is still half an hour......" Ling Xi looked at Chen Qianzhi: "There is still half an hour, we are going to the guillotine!" ”
She and the tyrant died in the riot before the Son's time.
Before twelve o'clock, the mob rushed into the palace and killed everyone they could, cutting off her and the tyrant's skull.
According to the original plot line, it's almost there!!
Although Ling Xi was prepared, he still couldn't help but be nervous at this moment: "You said, if we fail to reverse the plot and still die, will we ...... Back to the original world? ”
"What? What the original world? Chen Qianzhi avoided her gaze, and the cloud was light: "What nonsense are you talking about?" ”
"You're going to die, you're still going to lie to me, aren't you?" Ling Xi kicked him angrily: "Don't think I don't know what way you are, you are the same as me, you are a person who wears books." ”
"Wear a book?" Chen Qianzhen's pupils were shocked: "What are you wearing?" ”
"Wearing a book is wearing a book, it's a very popular stalk now, you don't pretend to be less!"
“…… What meme? What does this have to do with wearing books? Chen Qianzhi's expression was very dazed, not like he was pretending.
"Still pretending, aren't you?" Ling Xi was angry: "The poem that Qian Shizhong said before, the poem you did...... That white horse poem! ”
Originally, she wanted to wait for the matter to be completely over, and then have a good chat with the tyrant.
But now that he is still pretending to be stupid, she doesn't care.
"Abandon the edge of the blade, and your life can be safe? Parents don't care, what a son and wife! The name of the strong man is not allowed to take care of his own interests. Donate your life to go to the country, and see death as if you were going home! ”
"This poem is called the White Horse Chapter, it is a poem written by Cao Zhi of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, don't think that I really don't read much and don't know anything!"
"Fan Kang said, this is a poem you made when you were five years old...... You are a five-year-old milk doll, you know what it means to donate your body to go to the country, and you see death as if you were going home...... Wait! ”
"Five?"
“…… Five?? Is it five years old as I understand it? ”
Ling Xi caught another blind spot, and looked at Chen Qianzhu in shock and helplessness: "You, you are five years old, you will ......"
A five-year-old child would never be able to write such a compassionate and shocking poem.
Unless......
(End of chapter)