Empress please be more ruthless

Chapter 36 Song Zhaoye's pride
Suddenly, her shoulders tightened, and her body was brought into a firm embrace. After a while, someone exclaimed: "My lord!" Song Qingtong hurriedly turned her head to look, Feng Lingxue gave her a comforting smile, her thin lips parted slightly: " Her Majesty the Empress was frightened." As he spoke, he helped Song Qingtong stand firm before withdrawing his hand.

At the same time, Shui Jing saw that the sleeve arrow shot straight at Song Qingtong, and his heart stopped beating in fright. Bang Bang jumped again, sharp eyes aimed at the dancer in red who was about to run away, and flicked the handkerchief in her hand, but the power of the handkerchief was really not that good, the dancer was slapped without a hair. Injured, sweating profusely in the water mirror, used to use the dust whisk, wanting to be the dust whisk for everything.Throwing aside the veil, she threw her palms out like lightning, and after a few encounters, the dancer was defeated, so she drew out the dagger she was carrying and slashed it across her neck.

Song Zhaoye picked up the wine cup and slammed it at Wu Ji's wrist, and the dagger fell to the ground with a 'clang'.Seeing this, Song Qingtong almost wanted to get mad, he had these two tricks, if he just made a direct move, it would be over!Song Zhaoye also felt a little guilty, and laughed dryly: "Cough, if you care about it, you will be confused, ha ha."

It took less than three seconds from when the dancer started to assassinate to when she was captured. Many people didn't even see what was going on. Not stupid, one of them was assassinated, and none of them could live.The young masters also woke up from the stupefaction, and they all stood up and looked at Song Qingtong's table.

The guards had already swarmed up and tied the red dancer's hands behind her back. The red dancer's hands were tied, her mouth was not idle, and she shouted at Song Qingtong at the top of her voice: "Bitch! One day you Die badly! I, Mei Wanru, will not let you go even if I am a ghost!" Her sharp soprano voice was comparable to that of a dolphin.

Song Qingtong was a little dazed by the scolding. This woman was only 24 or [-] years old, tall and handsome, with a beauty mole on the right side of her lip, which made her look very charming.

Before Song Qingtong could speak, Fa Luan walked up to Mei Wanru twisting her waist, slapped three mouths, pinched her waist arrogantly and reprimanded: "Where is the wild woman, so ignorant of the rules, the emperor is also scolded by you? Let's see how I deal with you!" Song Qingtong was angry and funny, if I remember correctly, he almost piled it under the table just now.

Mei Wanru was beaten by him, and stared at Fa Luan with cannibalistic eyes, Fa Luan trembled in fright, turned her head and rolled into Song Qingtong's arms, "Your Majesty, look, she is so scary!" Song Qingtong There was another chill, and he pushed Faluan away without a trace.

Song Zhaoye's mocking eyes lingered on Mei Wanru's body, and he exhaled like blue: "Mei Wanru, it's not easy for you to come here, and you can't justify it if you don't see your old friend. Come, go and invite Chu Xiang!"

Mei Wanru's complexion immediately turned pale when she heard the words, and her lips trembled: "Song Zhaoye! Kill me if you have the ability!"

The guards took Mei Wanru down, and the dancers knelt and crawled to Song Qingtong's feet, kowtowing and weeping: "Your Majesty, the slaves don't know the assassin, and she pretends to be the lead dancer, and the slaves don't know." Song Qingtong naturally wouldn't To embarrass them, I just ordered the guards to put them under house arrest. The matter is pending investigation, and they will record a statement for them later, and then let them go.

At this time, two of Feng Lingxue's attendants supported Feng Lingxue, and exclaimed: "My lord has passed out!"

Everyone's attention immediately shifted from Song Qingtong and the assassin to Feng Lingxue. They saw that his phoenix eyes were closed, his forehead was covered with bead-sized beads of sweat, and his slender, white hand was tightly covering his left arm, pointing Black blood flowed out from the cracks, Song Qingtong was shocked, the arrow was poisoned!Take two steps, "How are you, Your Highness? Please call the imperial physician!"

Behind him, Shui Jing rushed forward, "Let me take a look!" Feng Lingxue saved Song Qingtong's life, and he remembered this kindness.

Gently opened Feng Lingxue's sleeve, only to see that the elbow was cut by a sharp arrow, thick black poisonous blood gushing out, Shui Jing quickly took out a bottle of medicinal powder from his arms, and sprinkled it evenly on the wound, the wound There was a hissing sound, and a puff of white smoke came out.

Shui Jing raised her head and said to Song Qingtong, "If you treat him now, Prince Jing's arm may still be saved."

Song Qingtong seemed to catch a life-saving straw, took Shui Jing's hand, and looked at Shui Jing with the eyes of a living Bodhisattva, "Shui Jing, you must save him!" It caused dissatisfaction in the Southern Dynasties, and it was inevitable that swordsmen would meet with each other.

Shui Jing looked down at the little hand on his arm without any trace, and when he raised his eyes again, his eyes were as gentle as water, "It's natural, as long as you are fine. Oh, by the way, I am in the process of curing the poison for King Jing." No one should bother."

Song Qingtong nodded repeatedly in response, and ordered the guards to carry Feng Lingxue into his bedroom, and ordered all his subordinates to listen to Shui Jing's orders.

After finishing all this work, Song Qingtong raised her sleeves and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Turning her head, she realized that everyone was staring at her with big eyes. After such a big event, the banquet could not continue. The banquet was withdrawn, and everyone dispersed. go.

When Faluan parted, he did not forget to wink at Song Qingtong, and his voice was extremely ambiguous: "Your Majesty, I have been thinking about you these days..." Song Qingtong was almost amused, did he want to kill her?Yun Jin's eyes were lowered, and after saluting respectfully as always, she turned and left lightly; Cheng Guan's face was flushed, and when he walked back, his steps were not brisk. Song Qingtong wondered if this kid had drunk alcohol.

The front of the Yong'an Hall became empty again, and everyone left, except Song Zhaoye. Song Zhaoye's face turned into a flower, with an excited expression of watching a good show. Uncle is so happy, Chu Tianmo is the only one in this world who has stumbled, Xiangfu, take care of yourself.

At this time, Chu Tianmo was feasting for the ministers of Song Qingtong in the Changle Palace. As an important minister of the two dynasties, Chu Tianmo had been in office for 12 years. , Until the arrival of the chief eunuch Fuquan.

Fuquan was over 50 years old, with all white hair. He was the chief eunuch next to the late emperor. Later, when the late emperor passed away, he stayed with the empress.Such a big event happened in the Yong'an Palace, and it would be disastrous for ordinary people, but Fuquan didn't show at all, and he walked in front of Chu Tianmo without haste or slowness, and said in a neither high nor low voice, "Prime Minister, the empress invites you Let’s go to Yong’an Hall.”

(End of this chapter)