She favors the Sixth Palace again

Chapter 112 Assassin
Yang Hongcheng was dragged and hidden in a corner of the tent.

Yun Yu slightly leaned over and looked at him, only to see that his head was bleeding and his lips had lost some color; and the golden hairpin that Peng Qingyin inserted into his neck was only one of the four hairpins that had been absorbed. It didn't hurt the major veins in the neck, it just inserted between the collarbones, causing skin injuries.

"Sure enough, it is a disaster that will last for thousands of years." Yun Yu sneered slightly, "He is not dead."

"He was just too drunk, lost blood all of a sudden, and fainted." Yun Yu said softly.

"Thank God, Amitabha." Lianmeng chanted sutra immediately, but only recited two sentences before she shed tears again, "Although he is not dead, our queen..."

King Annan is very powerful and holds military power. The entire southwest is under his control. Even if His Majesty is not used to him, he will not touch him easily.

Yang Hongcheng was the son of King Annan again. This time King Annan came to Beijing and only brought this son with him, which shows that he attaches great importance to him.

This Yang Hongcheng is a pervert and has a dirty mouth. If he becomes angry and directly slanders the empress...

Lian Meng almost didn't dare to think about it.

"Our empress is always upright. If she is humiliated by him again, she won't be able to survive no matter what..." Lian Meng covered her mouth desperately, for fear that her crying would attract the attention of outsiders.

"I know, don't worry." Yun Yu sighed slightly.

She thought for a moment, then stretched out her hand and pulled out the gold hairpin from Yang Hongcheng's neck. Blood immediately splashed on her hand.

Lian Meng covered her mouth and whispered: "He...he won't be dead, right?"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Hongcheng groaned due to the severe pain, and he seemed to be about to wake up.

Yun Yuwei's movements were even crisper, and he slashed his neck with a knife. He rolled his eyes and fell down again.

The way Lian Meng looked at Yun Yuwei was different.

Yun Yuwei stuffed the golden hairpin back to Lian Meng: "Put the hairpin away, it will be useful later."

"Yes." Lian Meng didn't understand the meaning and just said tremblingly.

"I'll be leaving in a moment." Yun Yu said softly.

Lian Meng was stunned, her knees softened and she knelt down in front of Yun Yuwei. She kowtowed violently: "Your Majesty, you are the only one who can save me, please!"

"I didn't say I didn't care." Yun Yuwei stretched out his hand to support her, feeling helpless, "I'll go out first, you guys are in the tent, do whatever you should do at this time, just keep doing it, don't make others suspicious. "

"If I can't go far, someone will be shouting for the assassin outside," Yun Yuwei stared at her closely, "Good girl, do you know what to do?"

Lian Meng nodded tremblingly.

"Okay." Yun Yuwei did not comfort her or say anything more. She just stood up and said, "If the assassin enters Concubine De's tent in a while, you and Lian Meng must know what to do."

"My slave understands." Lian Xin said tremblingly.

Yun Yu stood up slightly and walked outside.

"Empress De Fei is so true," Bai Zhi supported Yun Yu and said softly, "Where can I have tea at night? What should I do if I can't sleep at night?"

"Then come out and count the stars." Yun Yu said with a smile.

As she walked on the road, she looked at the sky.

The night sky in the mountains is even cleaner. The stars in the sky are sparkling, like ink jade is covered with little pearls.

Before he had gone far, several black shadows suddenly flashed past.

Bai Zhi Bai Su's scream broke through the silent night in the mountains: "There is an assassin! Protect the empress!"

The patrolling guards quickly moved in the direction of Yun Yuwei. Peng Qingyin quickly came out of the tent and looked at the fight not far away. She was trembling all over and almost collapsed in Lian Xin's arms.

"Why don't you go over and protect the imperial concubine!" She almost broke her voice.

The guards guarding Peng Qingyin's camp hesitated for a moment, and Peng Qingyin said angrily: "The imperial concubine is in danger, what are you hesitating about?! The imperial concubine made a mistake after she came to this palace. If anything goes wrong, neither I nor you will be able to escape." Take off!" These words were on point, only a few of the guards remained, and the rest all headed in the direction of Yun Yuwei.

However, this group of assassins came with force and were extremely difficult to deal with.

After the situation escalated, they began to disperse.

"No!" Yun Yuwei's face turned pale, "I'm not the only target they have!"

And from Peng Qingyin's tent, two black shadows came out.

Lian Meng stumbled out, holding a gold hairpin stained with blood in her hand. Her voice was so trembling that she could hardly utter the entire word: "Mother, mother! Don't be afraid, slave, slave is here!"

There was a scuffle.

I was in panic for half the night, but not even a single assassin was caught.Their kung fu was excellent, their figures were ghostly, and they seemed to blend in with the night. They entertained the guards in the palace for a while, and then left without interest.

Emperor Hengchang was furious at this assassination.

"What do I feed you for?!"

"Not one of the assassins was caught, they all ran away?!"

"My noble concubine was injured, Concubine De lost her soul, and even the son of the Annan family was hit by an arrow!"

"Check, let me investigate this matter carefully!"

The commander of the imperial army and Qin Yunzheng stood side by side in front of Ning Zhao. Ning Zhao was so angry that he almost threw the bookcase on their heads.

"Your Majesty, calm down!"

"You trash!" Ning Zhao said angrily, "What are you doing here? Why don't you get out!"

After smashing everything that could be smashed in the tent, Ning Zhao finally calmed down a bit.

He took a deep breath and looked at Yun Yuwei with a gloomy expression.

As soon as Yun Lan heard that Yun Yuwei had met an assassin on the road, she was so frightened that she rushed to Yun Yuwei's tent regardless of the obstruction.

When Ning Zhao walked into the tent, Yun Yuwei was softly comforting Yun Lan.

"Does your arm still hurt?" Ning Zhao glanced at the bandage on Yun Yuwei's arm.

Yun Yuwei was helpless: "It's just a scratch, and it doesn't actually need to be bandaged."

"It doesn't matter what you say." Ning Zhao turned his attention to Yun Lan.

Yun Lan was very angry, but before Ning Zhao came, Yun Yuwei briefly explained to him that he couldn't blame Ning Zhao entirely for these things.

But he is still the culprit!

Yun Lan shouted angrily: "What kind of scratch?! Who would scratch it on the sword?"

Yun Yuwei: "..."

Ning Zhao's face suddenly darkened.

Yun Yuwei knew that he was in the wrong and kept silent under the gaze of the two of them.

After all, Yun Lan was inconvenient to stay with Yun Yuwei, so Qin Yunzheng, who was rushed over, took him away with hard and soft words; Bai Zhi Bai Su served Yun Yuwei and Ning Zhao to lie down, extinguished the candle, leaving only a small The glass lamp was outside the gauze tent, and then he retreated silently.

In the darkness, Ning Zhao's gaze was like a torch.

Under such scorching eyes, Yun Yuwei really pretended that she couldn't sleep anymore, so she had to open her eyes and sighed: "It's my fault today."

(End of this chapter)