agent queen is too wild

Qingfeng was so stared at by the sharp eyes that he lowered his head, knelt on the ground with a plop, and said loudly: "Since the emperor has already drawn a clear line with her, why should he care who this child belongs to?"

"Bastard!" Dongfang Chen kicked Qingfeng and jumped into a rage: "How dare you bully me?"

Swipe, the Qinglong sword was drawn out, it was as cold as ice, and it was placed on Qingfeng's neck.

Qingfeng didn't move, he closed his eyes and begged for death.

Dongfang Chen was on the verge of weeping blood, looking at the woman who was slowly falling down, seeing the blood dripping down from her, he suddenly lost his composure.

"Come on, tell the imperial physician, and get Cheng Wushuang back from me at all costs!"

Cheng Anran watched Wushuang fall, and said in a voiceless voice: "Save the princess!"

The Eighteenth Kill responded loudly, surrounded Wushuang, with their backs turned, protecting Wushuang from being snatched by Dongfang Chen.

Cheng Anran glanced at her phoenix eyes, flew across the city wall, grabbed the neck of the Queen Mother who was watching a play on the city wall, and exerted force.

The queen mother suddenly opened her eyes and said in a trembling voice: "You, what do you want to do—"

The nanny next to the queen mother wanted to sneak away, but was nailed to the throat with a silver moon nail by An Ran, and died instantly.

Those soldiers who had just reacted hadn't drawn out their weapons, An Ran had already disappeared on the city wall like a ghost.

He threw the queen mother to the Eighteenth Kill, and then with a sharp "ding", he pulled out a long spear of a dead soldier, and stabbed at Dongfang Chen like a tiger descending a mountain.

Dongfang Chen was also full of anger, waving his silver spear to fight, and the two long spears flashing with silver lights collided suddenly, like two long dragons in the dark night, with a luster that wanted to devour people.

A cold snort sounded immediately, and the unruly man in a black gold robe glanced coldly at Tang Shaoyuan's arms holding Wushuang, his eyes almost poking a hole in his body.

"Your sister was snatched away by another man, why are you fighting with me?"

These words made Cheng Anran's heart shake slightly, so he shot Dongfang Chen unceremoniously.

Tang Shaoyuan closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "The enemy is now, the grievances between the prince and you, it is best to put aside for the time being."

Dongfang Chen snorted coldly, turned his head slowly, his eyes were cold, he didn't say a word, but full of killing intent.

There was a flash of sharpness in his eyes.The silver spear in his hand exploded, and the dust all over the sky rose into the air, and a silver light shrouded Cheng Anran.

The corner of An Ran's mouth smiled faintly, but his eyes were as clear and sharp as snow, and he shot his spear immediately, and the spear went slanted, eclectic, nimble and light, and it was like a fine tide.

Dongfang Chen's moves were extremely ferocious, with astonishing strength, opening and closing, sweeping the world like a storm.

Both of them are the emperors of the time, with unique skills, fierce moves, breaths of mountains and seas, and their bodies are like antelopes hanging horns without any traces, and the sky is dim and the earth is dark, and the sun and the moon are dark.

Wushuang only felt his ears buzzing, but his body, which had experienced many battles, was extremely weak at this moment, and his whole body seemed to be floating in cotton. It was obviously painful, but he felt like he was floating on the clouds.

His face, which had lost too much blood, was getting paler, and his lips were bloodless. If he didn't seek treatment, his life might be in danger.

Tang Shaoyuan felt the cold temperature in her hands, and shouted in horror: "Break out for me at all costs."

With the Eighteen Kills as the core, the [-] Tang Army rushed forward protecting Wushuang.

Wherever the eighteen killings went, blood flowed like rivers, flesh and blood were flying in the air, and stumps were thrown around. Anyone who stood in their way died tragically.

The ruthlessness of the eighteen kills has definitely made the Qin army afraid to go forward. These 18 people were murderous and expressionless. Facing a strong enemy, they were not afraid of death. out.

Seeing Wushuang leave, Cheng Anran made a false move not to get entangled with Dongfang Chen, but flew back to the formation, held the Queen Mother with him, and pointed Sen Leng's spear point at her throat.

"Dongfang Chen, if you take one more step forward, I will kill her!" An Ran's eyes moved slightly, a faint sneer hung on the corner of her mouth, her snow-white and slender hand tightly grasped the tip of the gun, reflecting the empress dowager's frightened smile. pale face.

"Chen'er, leave me alone, kill them, kill them!"

The Empress Dowager Chunyu was really tough, she did not hesitate to sacrifice her own life for the sake of her son's foundation.

Dongfang Chen stood motionless, as dignified as a mountain.

After a long time, he breathed out slowly: "Cheng Anran, after releasing my mother, I will let you go."

Cheng Anran chuckled, whistled, and the snow covered the dark clouds and rushed happily.

He got on his horse, his white clothes fluttering, like a pear blossom pressing down on a crabapple, stunning and peerless.

Cheng Anran rode his horse and galloped wildly for five miles, just then he laughed and threw the Queen Mother behind him.

The veins on Dongfang Chen's forehead popped out, he flew forward, and firmly caught the Empress Dowager Chunyu.

Empress Dowager Chunyu raised her hand and slapped Dongfang Chen's handsome face: "Confused, why did you let these people go?"

Dongfang Chen received a slap, as if he hadn't heard it, he clenched his fists tightly, and said word by word: "Pass my order, block all roads immediately, deploy troops and treat them strictly, and if you encounter a rebellious party, shoot and kill!"

The emotion in the emperor's eyes was unpredictable, he didn't know if it was shock, anger, pain, or resentment!

However, he knew that a big hole had been opened in his heart, and the cold wind was blowing in, so it couldn't be warm no matter what.

As if after a big battle, Dongfang Chen collapsed and went back to the palace.

He is tenacious by nature, and he is invincible in a hundred battles, but today, in just a small battle, he has already exhausted all his strength.

Dongfang Chen leaned on the soft couch, closed his eyes slightly to suppress his chaotic thoughts, even the scent of ambergris could not soothe the mind.

The whole bedroom was eerily quiet, but it made him feel even more depressed.

"Your Majesty, the imperial physician has been caught, what should I do?" the little eunuch asked boldly.

Dongfang Chen waved his hand: "Execute, Jiuzu."

The little eunuch shuddered: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty...General Qingfeng knelt outside the hall to plead guilty..."

"Let him guard the imperial tomb, I don't want to see him again!" Dongfang Chen sighed.

The little eunuch responded, and then quietly withdrew.

His temples were throbbing and painful like needles. He didn't want to think about imperial career or betrayal anymore, he just wanted to sleep well.

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I don't know how long she had been in a coma before Wushuang woke up slowly, but her eyelids were as heavy as a mountain, as if they were stuck by someone, and she couldn't open them no matter what.

He obviously wanted to move his fingers, but he didn't even have the strength to do so.Her throat was hoarse and dry, and she couldn't speak any words.

Just sleep like this, sleep forever, don't wake up again, don't face the blood and hurt, don't, face him...

Wushuang had a high fever and was sicker than Tang Shaoyuan who was injured all over his body. His lips were gray and pale, his face was pale, he was sweating profusely, and his forehead was terribly hot.

Doctors in Nanjiang tried all the methods, even the method of cutting the skin and drawing blood, but it still didn't work.

She has been in a coma, her whole body is hot and cold, because she is afraid of the wind, the door of the inner room has been closed and the curtain has been drawn, it is very stuffy, and there is an extremely strong smell of herbs.

Tang Shaoyuan was also in a coma, but the situation was much more optimistic, and he had already taken medicine and fell asleep.

Prince An Ran kept pacing up and down, and finally couldn't see the waiter next to him feeding and spitting. He grabbed the medicine bowl, half-kneeled in front of the bed, and personally fed her the medicine bit by bit with a copper spoon, but Feeding is very difficult, what to feed what to spit.

The old doctor in Nanjiang had a gray beard and said worriedly, "If this continues, Your Highness will survive today, but not tomorrow."

An Ran shook her hand, and sprinkled a spoonful of concoction on the brocade quilt.

That person actually hurt you so much!

Boundless hatred surged in, and a layer of frost suddenly appeared in An Ran's beautiful eyes, making it so cold that no one dared to push her up.

He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "If the doctor doesn't return her life, I will take you to be buried with her."

An emperor is an emperor, no matter how gentle he is, he will become a ferocious beast in the human-loving palace.

But the color of the fur is different.

An Ran's anger obviously stunned the doctors in Nanjiang. Although this is his territory, it seems that this gentle prince is more murderous.

The doctor thought for a while, then frowned and said, "The only way out now is to take a risk, Zhi'er, bring 'healing the dead'."

The accompanying doctor Zhi'er's face suddenly changed, but he didn't say anything after all, and trotted to fetch a sealed jar.

An Ran opened the jar suspiciously, and a pool of green water exuding a strong strange smell appeared in front of him.

It looks more like poison, not to mention, its name is to heal the dead!

"I've never seen this kind of medicine before. Is it a secret from Southern Xinjiang?" An Ran asked with a delicate frown.

The doctor in Nanjiang thought for a while and said: "This medicine is a secret medicine handed down from my family. I take three month shepherd's purse and boil it in water, put it in an altar to cause mildew and hair, then fill it with water to seal the lid, and open it three years later to become this medicine. Jiang Duo plague, patients with high fever drink this water, and the high fever will subside within an hour. It's just—”

"Just what?" An Ran asked coldly, making people dare not hide anything, and their scalp tingling.

Doctor Nanjiang said: "It's just that some people got sicker after drinking this water and died within an hour... The prince must be careful!"

Prince An Ran's eyebrows twitched, looking at the man on the sickbed who had become terribly thin in a few days, he finally gritted his teeth: "Go to the doctor."

On the road to Huangquan, you will never be alone!

The doctor ordered someone to feed Wushuang these terrible soups, and then stood by his side with a frown.

A quarter of an hour later, Wushuang began to feel cold all over, sweating profusely, kept feeding water, and sweating non-stop, but in the middle of the night, the high fever finally subsided.

An Ran breathed a sigh of relief, ordered someone to change the mattress, and stayed by Wushuang's side in person.

In the haze, Wushuang felt a pair of gentle hands gently supporting her head, making her lean comfortably in his arms.

The cold fragrance of peach blossoms came faintly, Wushuang leaned on it with peace of mind, squinting her eyes unconsciously.

Prince An Ran held the honeydew, gently placed it on her lips, and carefully fed it.The sweet honeydew relieved the dry throat, and Wushuang slowly opened his eyes.

The room was quiet and warm, and Prince Anran was still dressed in plain clothes like snow, hair like lacquer ink, face like a crown of jade, with a peaceful and comfortable expression.

Seeing her wake up, she gently bent her lips: "You're awake!"

Wushuang thought, An Ran should be like the moon, the light is soft, not blazing, and he uses his light like a trickle to envelop her, dispel the night and give light.

"Wushuang" Prince An Ran caressed her hair, said with a faint smile: "It's great that you wake up, I can finally rest assured, but you have to promise brother that you will not be so willful in the future and take your own life." Just kidding, you know, when I saw you fall down, how much I felt-" He didn't finish his sentence, but the bloodshot eyes and the nerves that had just relaxed had already explained everything.

"Brother..." Wu Shuang called softly, "Where's Tang Shaoyuan?"

"His eye was injured, and there were many burns all over his body. He is being treated, and he has probably woken up. When he wakes up, we will return to Chu. Do you agree?" An Ran said gently.

Wushuang shook his head and said slowly: "Tang Jun suffered heavy casualties this time, and Tang Shaoyuan was also injured. I can't leave him at this time."

Cheng Anran raised her brows lightly, the light in her eyes flickered, and then changed into a moon-like brilliance: "I don't worry about you being here, and your body——I know, not everything in this world is perfect. What can be obtained, there are some things, no matter how hard you try to get them, you will never get them, so I seldom feel that I have to get something, but you are different—”

An Ran didn't finish her words, but she had already understood his meaning from his eyes.

Some places are flawed and no one can touch them.

However, he couldn't help wanting to touch her over and over again.

"Then?" Wushuang thought for a while and asked, "What about the throne of Chu? Don't you want it?"

An Ran's voice was too calm, and she said slowly: "Being born in the emperor's family, there are many things that are predestined. Even if I have no intention of the throne, I must be able to protect myself. Quitting the battle is never the best way to protect myself. Pass the butcher's knife to others, so that they can slaughter at will. I am like this, and Tang Shaoyuan is like this, I can't help it."

Involuntary, involuntary, Wushuang recited these words silently, with a bitter smile on his lips.

I dare not look at my flat stomach, and dare not think about the tragic things that have happened in the past few days.

My mind seems to be consciously shielding these things, because when I think of these things, my heart hurts.

I can't believe it, she killed her own child with her own hands!

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