Fengqi Jingshi

Chapter 214 The Moonlit Night (7)

A group of people hurried forward. Although they didn't meet anyone along the way, they heard everyone in the palace panic, screams, fright, cries for help, running, and disorderly footsteps. Someone is chasing.

It seems that the Huben camp not only blocked the front hall, but also the rear palace.

The Nine Layers Palace was indeed so big that it had no boundaries. After running for a long time, Shu Yao was extremely tired, but she still couldn't reach the gate of the palace.

They were walking in the narrow path covered by the bushes, through the bushes they could see the red flames in the distance, and from time to time there were people running around, panicking, and Shu Yao felt desolate in his heart.

Dacheng once had a prosperous and prosperous age, but now it has encountered two palace changes in one dynasty. Such an exquisite palace has been bloodbathed and burned again and again.

Too tired to run anymore, Shu Yao couldn't help but slow down.Just as she slowed down a little, Emperor Zhao who was beside her grabbed her sleeves, hunched over, as if she couldn't breathe at all.

She leaned over to look at it quickly, and saw Emperor Zhao's face suffocated like a pig's liver amidst the mottled shadows of the trees, and seeing his hand holding his sleeve, he couldn't stop shaking, and there was still a ray of bright red hanging from the corner of his mouth of blood.

Given his condition, if he didn't want to run for his life, he might not even be able to stand.

When everyone saw each other, they looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally their eyes fell on Shu Yao.

Obviously, Emperor Zhao was an obvious burden if he wanted to escape from the palace.

Shu Yao was very troubled in her heart.With him, it is very likely that everyone will not be able to escape. Without him, those who stay in front of him are doomed to die.

Prime Minister Liu wants to seize power, and what he wants is the death of Emperor Zhao.Once he falls into the hands of the rebels, there is only one possibility of death.

For Shen Junzhuo, together with the dispute with Prime Minister Liu, it doesn't make much sense for a weak master like Emperor Zhao who may die of illness at any time.

It is really sad that a generation of emperors ended up like this.

She looked around at the crowd, saw the different expressions of the crowd, and knew that they were actually unwilling to take Emperor Zhao with them.But Shu Yao couldn't bear to abandon him here.After thinking about it, I just said:
"Let's go slowly!"

Luo Shu hesitated for a moment, looked around, and from time to time someone ran over in panic.Fortunately, their location is relatively hidden, and no one has discovered it yet.

He took another look at Shu Yao, and had no choice but to nod his head. When Shu Yao asked Emperor Zhao to sit down, he pulled Shu Yao over and said anxiously:
"Second Miss Li, there is still a long way to go from the secret passage out of the palace, so don't stay here for long."

Shu Yao nodded, feeling anxious, but at the moment Emperor Zhao's body was at the end of his strength, if he forced him to follow, he might be killed immediately.

She turned around and pressed some acupoints on Emperor Zhao's body. As expected, Emperor Zhao improved a lot, his red face gradually turned pale, and his breathing stabilized a little.

He simply leaned on a tree stump and lay down. A generation of emperors had their hair in a messy bun, and even their robes were torn in several places by the branches, showing no dignity.

Emperor Zhao felt exhausted, even struggling to stand while supporting the tree stump, so he simply slid down the tree stump and sat on the ground.

He knew very well in his heart that if he wanted to survive, he had to go out of the palace with these people, but at this time, everyone would only care about running for their own lives, and his identity became a burden instead.

He hugged the thing in his arms tightly, he had only one to rely on, this was his last straw that could save his life.

As long as they took a short breath, the others were relieved. Everyone glanced at Emperor Zhao who was slumped on the ground, and their eyes fell on Shu Yao.

Whether to take Emperor Zhao with him or not is only a matter of Shu Yao's thought.

For a moment, the atmosphere among the few people was weird, and no one spoke.Emperor Zhao raised his head slowly, first glanced at the others, and finally fixed his eyes on Shu Yao.

He tightened the things in his arms, hesitating very much in his heart, but just when he was about to open his mouth to speak, he saw the doctor in front of him who was disguised as a court lady squatting down, and said softly:

"Can the officials still leave?"

He looked at her shining eyes in the night, as if the sky was filled with stars.

Besides the things in his arms, what else could he exchange with her?And she didn't know anything about what was in his arms!
So, is she willing to help him without asking for anything?

He carefully looked at her eyes, and confirmed that there was only sincerity in those eyes, and he tried hard before saying:
"Let me try!"

But he exerted all his strength, but he couldn't stand up. Instead, he coughed violently one after another.

Every breath he inhaled in his chest was like cutting with small sharp blades. He could even feel the blood flowing out from under the blades and pouring into his throat. As long as he opened his mouth, a big mouthful of blood would definitely gush out.

He hung his head weakly, looking at the weeds on the ground that he couldn't see clearly.He is not reconciled, he is not reconciled to die like this, he is supposed to be the king who holds thousands of miles of country in his hands, and the ruler of the Dacheng Dynasty, how can he die so hastily, can't he even die?
When he was in despair, he suddenly felt a force in his elbow that wanted to lift him up. He turned his head slowly and saw the thin girl standing beside him, pulling him up with all his might.

A burst of heat flowed through my heart, and finally someone still cared about his life!

Seeing Shu Yao stepping forward to support Emperor Zhao, Luo Shu hesitated for a moment, winked at the people around him, and stepped forward to give him a hand.

Someone replaced Shu Yao, set up Emperor Zhao one by one on the left and one on the right, and dragged him forward.

It's just that the people hadn't walked a few steps, and suddenly the front of them was full of fire, and it was bright.

There was laughter, and several rebels appeared in front of them. Seeing the light in their eyes, they immediately surrounded them with knives.

Luo Shu immediately stood in front of Shu Yao, with a long knife across his chest, and made a gesture, and someone behind him rushed out immediately, fighting with the rebels.

Fortunately, they found that they had a small number of rebels, and it was resolved after a few rounds, but the fight on their side soon alarmed more rebels to surround them.

Seeing that it had been exposed, Luo Shu had no choice but to point out the way, let Shu Yao, Emperor Zhao and others go first, and leave behind himself.

The pursuers were getting closer and closer, and time was running out, but Emperor Zhao had no strength at all.With his burden, the group here is much slower than the rebels.

Emperor Zhao was dragged forward and ran forward. He turned his head and looked at the increasingly clear rebels. The fear in his heart magnified infinitely. A fishy smell filled his mouth and nose, and he could no longer hold back a mouthful of blood.

Following the spit out of this mouthful of blood, the last bit of strength that supported him disappeared, and he went limp like a piece of rag.

Seeing this, Shu Yao hurriedly followed him and whispered:
"Officials, hold on for a while longer, as long as you leave the palace, you will still have a way to survive."

Emperor Zhao raised his eyes, his eyes were loose, he tried his best to look at Shu Yao, paused for a moment before saying:
"well."

It's just that even though he said so in his mouth, he didn't have any strength at all, and he could only be dragged by others.

The rebels behind him chased after them, and Luo Shu had already started a fight with them, retreating while fighting, and soon some of the forbidden soldiers were injured and fell down, unable to stand up again.

(End of this chapter)