The princess is coquettish and coquettish, conquering the emperor's master

Even though he was dissatisfied with Qi Yuan, he still didn't show it too obviously.

Zhong Que watched the treacherous sword flower, and subconsciously grasped the saber pinned to his waist, waiting for Qi Yuan to reveal his thoughts.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty frequently praised him.

"Young Lord Qi is worthy of being the only heir of Marquis Wuyang and Princess Wenzhao. Since he was a child, he has been extremely intelligent in both human and martial arts. It's a pity that the two of you are thousands of miles away now, and it is impossible to see Young Lord Qi playing so superbly. swordsmanship."

"Isn't it? I have been an official in the court for many years, and I have never met Wu Yanghou and Princess Wen Zhao. Where did these two go?"

Zeng Yu proudly said: "You don't know that, do you? Marquis Wu Yang is a well-known general. He used to be a guard in the princess mansion when he was young, and then he went to the battlefield. There was a good story in Yujing back then."

"When the two of them brought up Lord Qi until he was 15 years old, they traveled south to various states, but they don't know where they are now."

The junior official was surprised and said: "Master Shangshu actually doesn't know where the Marquis and the eldest princess have gone."

"I'm not clairvoyant, how can I know where they are?"

"Master Shangshu was joking."

Before a few people had finished speaking, Qi Yuan over there made a series of moves, and every move was unexpected, which made people's eyes shine.

The sound of the wind was bitter, and the sound of the song turned sharply and passionately.

When everyone was still silent about Qi Yuan's sword dance, he suddenly jumped onto the dancer's platform, grasped the red silk tightly in case of surprise, and jumped straight to Meng Qing's table.

The dancer assassin reacted very quickly, seeing Qi Yuan start to attack, they immediately stopped dancing and stood up, drew out the flying silver sword hidden in their sleeves, jumped up, and Qi Qi attacked Meng Qing.

The civil and military officials of the entire dynasty did not expect that such an assassination show would happen. Immediately, the banquet was filled with chickens and dogs, and the eunuchs and maids fled in panic.

"There are assassins! Quick! Escort!"

"Guard!"

Even though someone shouted his throat, only a few guards came to the banquet place, and the rest of the court ladies, eunuchs and ministers were fleeing.

The current situation is extremely chaotic.

Meng Qing just watched Qi Yuan coming with a sword in hand, his eyes were scarlet and resentful, as if he hated her very much.

Before he could reach the high platform, he was stopped by He Yixuan who reacted extremely quickly with his sword.

"Qi Yuan, are you crazy?"

He Yixuan stood in front of Qi Yuan and scolded angrily.

"I'm not crazy, I'm sober! I'm going to kill this unfaithful person!"

After all, Qi Yuan fought with He Yixuan with his sword skills like a beast.

The dancer assassins swarmed up, fighting with the few imperial guards.

"Rebellion! Lord Qi Xiaohou wants to kill the king!"

"Quick! Go and assemble the imperial guards!"

There were flashes of swords and swords, the sound of fighting, and the blood stained the grass red and splashed on the low guardrail.

Before others could react, more and more assassins swarmed from the darkness, entangled and fighting with the few guards.

"Your Majesty! Quick! Get out of here!"

Ling Yu hurriedly dropped a dagger from his sleeve, and put it in front of Meng Qing, protecting her.

Zhong Qing couldn't get used to the current situation, so he joined the battle in a few moments, and the reigning military ministers even spontaneously came to protect Meng Qing.

Meng Qing was overwhelmed with fright.

She didn't want to understand why Qi Yuan wanted to kill her!
The collision of swords was harsh and unpleasant, and many assassins and imperial troops fell one after another.

Meng Qing shouted angrily: "Come here! What are the forbidden troops doing tonight? Where are the people?"

"Your Majesty—it's the three quarters of Xu time! There is a problem with the defense of the imperial army..."

"Hurry up and retreat with the emperor!"

If you want to leave here, you must go around the Emperor's Platform and pass through those places where swords have no eyes.

At this time, there were already assassins on the stage of the king of the gods, intending to assassinate Meng Qing, but fortunately, they were all solved by Lingyu.

Here Xiao Yan was turning the cup calmly, as if he didn't care about Qi Yuan, a clown making trouble.

He seemed to be in control of the overall situation, and the next second the cup was settled, the crackling of the bonfire blocked the sound of the wheels.

"It finally appeared."

Xiao Yan stood up.

In the chaotic banquet, there were countless dead and injured, and there was a stalemate with each other. A familiar figure appeared opposite Meng Qing.

The wooden wheelchair was pushed by a masked man in black. The wheelchair made the sound of rolling wheels. The person sitting on it was wearing a black and red robe and an ink cloak that covered his face. It was almost impossible to tell who he was from the bottom of his body.

Meng Qing swallowed his throat and was stunned for a moment when he saw the man in the wheelchair, as if he didn't recognize who this man was.

She shouted: "Who are you? How dare you conspire and assassinate me!"

Xiao Yan played with the Buddhist beads and walked around the Emperor's Platform to Meng Qing to protect her.

"Stop it soon?"

As soon as the words fell, a large number of guards poured out from behind the Emperor's Terrace to cover Meng Qing.

The assassins panicked, they didn't expect Meng Qing and the others to prepare in advance, and both sides stopped fighting each other.

"Who is this?"

"I don't know, how dare you conspire to rebel..."

"You are so brave!"

The civil servants gathered in the corner and couldn't escape whispered.

The man in black in the wheelchair suddenly let out a "Jie Jie Jie—" laughter, which was weird and frightening. She raised her hands and lifted the cloak that covered half of her face.

Under everyone's attention, the man finally revealed his true face.

Officials and guards who had never seen this person were all confused, and those who had seen this person shouted: Hell!
After Meng Heng lifted the cloak, she revealed a terrifying face, that face was covered with scars, scratches, scratches, and countless scratches, which ruined her once white and flawless face beyond recognition.

Even on the palm, there is no intact skin.

After seeing her true face, Meng Qing exclaimed, "Meng Heng?"

how come?
How is she still alive?

one Year!She clearly asked Xiao Yan to send people to kill her, how could she come back alive under Xiao Yan's hands...

Meng Qing subconsciously looked at Xiao Yan.

"what happened?"

Xiao Yan raised his sword eyebrows, which was also quite unexpected.

And Ling Yu, who was sent to assassinate Meng Heng, also became disbelieving.

"Didn't expect it, I'm still alive!"

The laughter of "giggle——" resounded through the night, and it was creepy to hear.

Qi Yuan silently stood beside Meng Heng.

No wonder he has changed recently, no wonder he rebelled today, it turned out that he listened to Meng Heng's instigation.

But that's right, Meng Heng is his fiancée, and he should avenge her.

Meng Qing didn't regret letting Xiao Yan's people kill Meng Heng at this moment, what she regretted most was not being able to kill Qi Yuan along with her.

She was not a soft-hearted master in the first place, but she just took a wrong step and her body was smashed to pieces.

"It turned out to be elder sister. Since you are still alive, why don't you go back to Beijing? If you don't go to Yunnan, you will be a feudal lord?" Her tone was very calm.

Others may not be able to hear it, but those who have been with her for a long time can hear the killing intent in her words.