After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 227 Yan Yunxiao died, so she gave up?
As soon as the words fell, all the guards guarding the gate drew their swords and aimed at General Douhu.

Su Jiu'er didn't speak after hearing the words.

She may have been shocked by General Douhu's courage and loyalty, but there was no sign of agreement in her eyes.

Even though you know that under this system and dynasty, how can the lives of others be equal to your Majesty's?But Su Jiu'er still couldn't submit to this system in his bones.

Yan Yunxiao's life is his life, isn't General Dou Hu's life his life?

She gritted her teeth and looked at the hall, but did not agree with General Douhu's suggestion, and the two sides remained in a stalemate for a while.

General Dou Hu eagerly shouted at Su Jiuer, "Miss Concubine Su! Why are you still hesitating!"

As he said that, he even rushed forward to fight with the several military guards who were standing in front of him.

King Qi snorted coldly, borrowing Yan Yunxiao's order and shouted, "Come on! Let me detain this trespasser!"

Perhaps it was because time waited for no one, General Dou Hu was impulsive.

He turned his head and glanced at Su Jiu'er, which seemed to mean that he wanted to escort her in, and he would guard her outside the hall, prevent them from entering the hall, and buy Su Jiu'er time to treat His Majesty.

Su Jiu'er understood what he meant, and couldn't help thinking of the trick to leave the palace in her mind.

If you wait for the reinforcements to arrive, you may have to wait for half an hour.

General Dou Hu might not last that long.

Just as he was thinking, General Dou Hu suddenly grabbed Su Jiu'er and threw her into Longhua Hall.

Su Jiu'er had never seen Yan Yunxiao's tragic situation with his own eyes, so he only had a "not good" concept of his situation in his heart, but General Douhu saw him enter the palace covered in blood with his own eyes, so the worry in his heart It was much more exaggerated than Su Jiuer's.

Just so caught off guard, Su Jiuer stumbled into it.

The satchel at her waist was slightly swung up, and it hit the sharp sword that was slashing, cutting a hole in her cloak.

"crash"

The satchel was cut directly, and all the things inside were thrown out.

A white jade-colored sign slid out for a certain distance, and finally hit the threshold of Longhua Hall with a muffled sound, but it was not broken.

Su Jiuer froze for a moment, then crawled over frantically, held the sign in her hands, and held it up high.

"Stop me all!"

She scolded loudly, her chest heaving violently.

Shocked by her sudden fierce aura, everyone couldn't help but stop fighting in their hands, swept their eyes towards her, and finally landed on the jade tablet in her hand.

This fine mutton fat jade is very eye-catching, even under the hazy rain, you can still see the delicate and complicated carvings of auspicious clouds and dragons on it, which is familiar to everyone.

Isn't this the suet jade pendant that His Majesty wore every day and never left?

Su Jiuer slowly got up from her knees on the ground, her whole body was almost wet, and her face after the dispute also looked a little embarrassed.

But the aura in her eyes is still firm and clear, embellishing her whole body with brilliance.

She pointed the mutton fat jade pendant in her hand at King Qi, stared at him, and said word by word, "Here is your majesty's personal token. Seeing this is like seeing your majesty. Who dares to stop me!"

No one spoke at the scene, King Qi's brows furrowed a little more.

Although Su Jiu'er doesn't have the ability to overturn the situation, she always seems to be able to shake his plans at critical moments.

General Douhu let out a cold snort, and swung his sword away from the long swords aimed at by the crowd, sweeping across the faces of none of them in a cold and stern manner.

After a long time, seeing that His Royal Highness King Qi did not speak, everyone silently put their swords back into their sheaths.

Su Jiuer stared at him for a while, then finally threw the pendant of mutton fat jade into the arms of General Dou Hu, then randomly picked up the scattered objects on the ground, and stumbled into the hall.

No one stopped him at this moment.

From the moment Su Jiu'er raised the falling tablet, King Qi didn't make a sound.

His eyes stared darkly, he didn't know if he was looking at the falling card, or Su Jiu'er, who was in such a situation and wanted to go to Yan Yunxiao's side, with such resolute and clear eyes.

A military guard leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Your Highness, did you really let her in?"

"If she was hacked to death with a random sword just now, it wouldn't have any effect."

After all, she has no power or power, and everyone's attention is on His Majesty, or General Douhu.

After the death of a loyal and loyal Douhu General, their behavior may still be criticized, and at that time they will be enemies of the Bian clan, which is very difficult to deal with.

But Concubine Su is a girl, even if she died under the chaos of the sword, everyone would only say that she was a woman who caused trouble, and would not remember her for many days.

As soon as the words fell, King Qi tilted his head slightly, and glanced at him faintly.

This glance was so oppressive that he even felt that if he said one more word, King Qi would strangle him by the neck and make him die first.

The military guard hurriedly said that he was talking too much, and then backed away from King Qi.

Yan Yunting said coldly, "Let her go, I want to see how capable this woman is!"

Did she really give up if she saw Yan Yunxiao die with her own eyes?
Su Jiu'er had long since disappeared from the entrance of the main hall, but his eyes still followed to the deepest part, gloomy and cold, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The candle lamps in the hall were all extinguished, the sky outside was dark, and the inside of the hall was even more hazy, only the vague shadows of objects could be seen.

Su Jiu'er dragged her body to look for it along the blood marks, and finally saw a lonely figure huddled in the corner of the wall under the window lattice on the west side.

A thick and gorgeous curtain hung in the corner, and he rolled it over a corner to cover his body.

Su Jiu'er choked in her throat, and she called out tentatively.

"Yan Yunxiao?"

His voice was so hoarse that he couldn't recognize it.

After the voice fell, what responded to her was the silence of the room.

Su Jiu'er wiped the rainwater off her face, brushed away the hair sticking to her face, and finally came to Yan Yunxiao.

His face was as pale as paper, without even a trace of blood.

Not even breathing.

Su Jiuer suddenly stretched out her hand and placed it under his nose, and felt it for a while before exhaling tremblingly.

She almost thought.
Not daring to think about it, she began to pick off Yan Yunxiao's clothes with serious eyes, only thinking about saving her life.

In such a position, watching her patients die in front of her is an extremely cruel thing for Su Jiuer.

Especially this person is Yan Yunxiao.

She has her own responsibility to this man, and she also has a preference and selfishness that originates from her heart.

No one knew what kind of pressure and suffering she was having in her heart at this time.

When she took off Yan Yunxiao's robe, her hands were trembling uncontrollably.

She forced herself to be calm, her eyes widened.

A tear fell from her eye socket, but there was no sadness in her eyes.

She dared not express her sadness.

At this moment, she can only be her own strong backing, support herself, and try her best to pull Yan Yunxiao back from the line of life and death!
(End of this chapter)