Chapter Seventy-Six: Crisis
The person who just flew off the wall was just deliberately using Lord Shangshu as bait to transfer all the guards.
Here, that's what they're for.
But what could be their goal here?
Shi Qinghuan couldn't guess, so he had to huddle tightly in the corner, and deliberately lowered his breath.
I saw that the man in black walked directly to the bookcase, quickly rummaged through the file, and then went to the bookshelf behind him and rummaged through.
Shi Qinghuan hid in the dark, and his eyes could just see the figure of the black shadow.
This burly figure is very familiar, and it is clearly ... Hao Yong!
Didn't he go on a spring hunt? Why are you here?
It seems that Baili Huan said that their target was actually in the household department.
What could it be?
Shi Qinghuan was thinking about it, Hao Yong had already come out of the bookshelf, and he was about to enter the secret pavilion that Zhao Huan had entered before.
In the Secret Cabinet, there has always been an extremely important file for storage.
He must not be allowed to take it.
But he is definitely not his opponent, even if he calls for help, those guards may not have time to rush back to save her.
Thinking of this, she hesitated again.
It's hard to live again, but you can't easily die again.
But Baili Huan also said that if their purpose is achieved, it may shake the entire Tiansheng.
Just when Shi Qinghuan was entangled, Hao Yong had already arrived at the door of the secret pavilion and walked inward.
Shi Qinghuan's eyes sank, and he took out the medicine bottle from his arms, and the person hid in the dark and smashed the medicine bottle out of the window.
The movement really caught Hao Yong's attention in an instant, and he walked quickly to the window, but he didn't see any figure.
When I looked down, I found that outside the window, a medicine bottle had been shattered, and countless fine smoke floated up in an instant.
Drugged!
Hao Yong's body shook, and his eyes turned black for a while.
Shi Qinghuan stood still, just thinking about delaying time.
But she still forgot what Baili Huan said.
Hao Yong is not only a military general, but also extremely delicate.
After a moment of silence, a deep voice suddenly sounded.
"Little man, dare to plot against me, go to death!"
As soon as the words fell, a powerful internal breath swept in, directly shattering the screen on Shi Qinghuan's side.
The moment the curtain was raised, Hao Yong came with a sword.
Shi Qinghuan's heart trembled, without the slightest hesitation, the medicine powder was thrown out, and the figure flashed, and in an instant, he had already jumped out of the window.
"Someone, there's an assassin!"
ran and shouted, and also set off warning fireworks.
That was the distress code of her, Baili Huan and others.
But the guards went away, and Hao Yong seemed to be angered by Shi Qinghuan's tricks several times, so he didn't continue to look for things, but chased Shi Qinghuan and killed him.
Shi Qinghuan ran desperately and fled in the direction where the guards were.
But the speed was still not as fast as Hao Yong, and in an instant, Hao Yong had caught up.
The cold light flashed, and the long sword had already reached Shi Qinghuan's back.
Shi Qinghuan turned sideways, and the sword blade passed by, but the sword qi was surging, even if it was separated from each other, it still scratched Shi Qinghuan's shoulder.
Ignoring the pain, Shi Qinghuan turned around and fled, but Hao Yong's combat power was once comparable to Beiyao's, and Shi Qinghuan couldn't escape at all.
The road ahead was trapped, and Shi Qinghuan could only turn around and respond.
Lin Manyun's body is still weak, even if Shi Qinghuan later imposed training, it is still not as good as half of his previous life.
In just two moves, Shi Qinghuan was knocked out, and his internal breath was surging violently.
"Humph!"
Hao Yong snorted coldly and struck again.
At the last moment, a figure flashed, grabbed Shi Qinghuan with one hand, and turned to face Hao Yong with a palm.
Cheng Shangju?
The internal breath was turbulent, and in an instant, Shi Qinghuan and the others were knocked out again.
Hao Yong's long sword stabbed directly, Cheng Shangju hurriedly pushed Shi Qinghuan away with one hand, and the long sword stabbed directly into Cheng Shangju's left shoulder.
"Your Highness!"
Shi Qinghuan clenched his fists, and when he saw this, he didn't care about anything else, and rushed towards Hao Yong.
The silver needles of the Chinese medicine powder in his hands came out, and he just wanted to find a gap to take Cheng Shangju away.
The guards in the distance rushed in, Hao Yong still didn't give up, and turned around and struck a fatal blow at Shi Qinghuan.
"Be careful!"
Cheng Shangju shouted, the cold light fell from the sky, a sharp sword knocked Hao Yong's long sword away, Zhang Yue Fei took the long sword and hit Hao Yong directly.
Seeing this, Shi Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Hao Yong saw that the situation was not good, so he turned around and fled.
The guards and Zhang Yue chased out, and Shi Qinghuan hurried to check on Cheng Shangju's injuries.
"Quick, carry His Highness into the temple."
When Zhao Huan saw this situation, his face turned pale, and he arranged for someone to carry Cheng Shangju into the hall, and hurriedly ordered, "Go and ask the imperial doctor." ”
Cheng Shangju was bleeding profusely, but he still reached out and grabbed Shi Qinghuan's hand, "Are you okay?" ”
"I'm fine, Your Highness, don't talk yet, I'll help you stop the bleeding first."
Shi Qinghuan hurriedly tore open his clothes, put silver needles into the acupoints, added medicinal powder, took a clean brocade handkerchief, and pressed the wound hard.
Zhao Huan was frightened on the side, and helped Cheng Shangju take the pill.
Shi Qinghuan looked at Zhao Huan while rescuing.
"Their target is not Lord Shangshu, but the documents and files in this temple, but I don't know what they want."
With a mention, Zhao Huan quickly turned around and went inside, and when he came out, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Nodding at Shi Qinghuan, Shi Qinghuan also breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Cheng Shangju's injury was not too serious, he lost too much blood and his consciousness gradually blurred.
Fortunately, Shi Qinghuan treated him properly and stopped the bleeding in time.
When the imperial doctor arrived in a hurry, Cheng Shangju's injuries were stabilized.
After all, it was the prince, and everyone panicked, and hurriedly sent Cheng Shangju back to the palace.
There was a turmoil, and the whole household was in chaos.
Shi Qinghuan didn't dare to stay for a long time, and when Zhang Yue came back, he went back to Wenyuan first.
Back in the inner courtyard, Shi Qinghuan was in a trance, not because of fright, not because of Hao Yong's purpose, but because of Cheng Shangju.
Why is he in the household?
And in that critical moment, he gave his life to save her?
Shi Qinghuan couldn't figure it out, sat on the steps, looked at the blood on his hands, and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Suddenly, the courtyard door was opened, and as soon as Shi Qinghuan raised his eyes, he saw Baili truss coming quickly.
He was cold, hurried, and a little embarrassed.
"Aren't you in the royal hunting grounds? How could it be..."
Baili Huan didn't answer her question, but when he saw the blood on her body, his face turned white in an instant.
"Are you hurt? Still badly injured? ”
There was a tremor in his voice.
Shi Qinghuan looked at himself, and then quickly explained.
"No, it's not my blood, it's the Fifth Highness."
Baili Huan carefully examined it and made sure that it was not her blood, so he breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the scar on her shoulder, his expression sank again.
Quickly pulled her into the room.
"And you say you weren't hurt?"
"Just a little bruising."
Baili Huan didn't listen, squatted down beside her, and carefully tore the shirt on the side of her shoulder, revealing the wound.
Seeing that the wound was extremely deep, his expression sank again.
Turn your head to help wash and apply the medicine.
Without saying a word, Shi Qinghuan looked at him with a dangerous aura and didn't speak for a while.
Only after he finished dressing the wound gently, then he smiled and said, "I'm really fine, but how can you come back?" ”
"I saw your fireworks."
"So far, how could you be so fast..."
Before the words fell, Shi Qinghuan saw the strangulation marks on the palm of Baili Huan's hand, which should be caused by the reins.
And he was disheveled and embarrassed.
With such a long distance and such a fast speed, it is a speeding all the way back at a high speed.
Shi Qinghuan's heart warmed.
But in an instant, the tips of his brows were furrowed.
The blood and qi in the body are surging, and it can't be suppressed at all.
"Poof..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and then everything in front of him turned into a virtual shadow.
Hao Yong's internal impact is really strong.
At the moment when he was completely plunged into darkness, Shi Qinghuan felt a familiar embrace.
There is also the eager voice of Baili truss.
"Qinghuan!"