The first-level Zhaohua Thousand-level Hall

Chapter 132
"The Ninth Prince is here!"

With a shout, as if he had provoked a hornet's nest, more than a dozen crossbow arrows were aimed at the Ninth Prince and Xu Qingluo beside him in an instant among the crowded crowd.

No matter how powerful Xu Qingluo's poison skills are, she would be blinded by such a long-range attack, and her face tensed up for a moment.

The people beside him were constantly crowded, and it was estimated that they were not sure that they could kill with one blow. The crossbow arrows aimed at the Ninth Prince and Xu Qingluo had never been shot, but there was only a short pause. Once there was free time, at that time, It was the date of her and the Ninth Prince's death.

Sweat rolled down the girl's forehead, her fingertips flicked, and she was already thinking about how to avoid it for a while.

Suddenly, Xu Qingluo tightened his sleeves, and the boy's sobbing but suppressed voice came from his ear: "You, you don't mind me, you go by yourself!"

He said to let her go by herself, but his hand grabbed her uncontrollably, as if grasping the last straw, like a lonely little beast facing a fierce beast. The controlling one wants to seek the protection of the mother beast.

It's just that Xu Qingluo is not his mother, and she has no obligation to protect him.

The goal of those people is the Ninth Prince. Xu Qingluo can get away with just a roll at this time. Thinking about it, at this critical juncture, no one will care about her life. Xu Qingluo is not a kind person, nor is it for anyone. They can all put their own lives to death.

The Ninth Prince and she only had some contact, and she only had some pity for this child, and she had a little idea about the future, no matter how much, there would be nothing.

Telling himself the right choice in his heart, he pulled away the hand of the Ninth Prince and saved himself.

She still has so many things to do, and so many people who care about her can't feel at ease, how can she squander her life at will.

The girl's fingertips moved slightly, and the next moment, she was stunned for a moment, because the child's small, cold and sweaty hands staggered her sleeves a little bit, staggered her fingertips, and cried while wearing a prince's costume The embarrassed boy let go of Xu Qingluo's hand, and was about to stand up tremblingly.

At that moment, Xu Qingluo suddenly thought of Yang Qian, Yang Qian who could be said to have died for himself, if he hadn't met her, hadn't risked his life to save her, hadn't been seriously injured and lived in Xu's residence, Yang Yunping would not have done anything to him .

All thoughts and things are slow to say, but in fact it is only a blink of an eye. The moment the Ninth Prince let go of Xu Qingluo's sleeves, the people running around them made a gap, and with a whoosh, the sound of piercing the air came from the wind. Shuttle came.

Xu Qingluo held down the Ninth Prince, and blocked him with his back.

The crossbow arrow was about to hit the girl's vest.

The Ninth Prince's eyes widened in horror. The girl's back was facing the direction the crossbow came from, while he was facing it. He could clearly see the ferocious sharpness, and the malice in the eyes of the ordinary-looking man who shot the crossbow. Feel the warmth of an embrace that clings tightly to yourself.

"I paid a lot of money for you, you must repay me well in the future."

With a puff, the crossbow arrow pierced into Xu Qingluo's shoulder fiercely, and a cluster of blood blossomed in front of the boy's eyes. The girl mumbled, and regardless of her injuries, she hugged the Ninth Prince and dived into the crowd.

As for the altar?Everyone is concerned about the safety of the emperor. Who cares about the life and death of the Ninth Prince? Running over there with the Ninth Prince in his arms at this time is completely a living target for others. If it is not done well, it may even be a hostage No matter whether it is her or the Ninth Prince, in the eyes of those assassins, it is estimated that being a hostage should have some weight.

I couldn't help but glanced at the altar again, Langcheng, you have been through so many storms and waves, don't capsize in this kind of gutter.

Xu Qingluo quickened her pace with the Ninth Prince in her arms.

It was just that she had lost her mind for a while, and now the assassin is still attacking from the altar, even if she is a genius doctor, it would be useless if she couldn't make it through.

A little bit of blood fell from the girl's wound and fell to the ground, blooming with coquettish and strange blood flowers, surrounded by people shouting for help, the Ninth Prince fled for his life in the arms of Xu Qingluo in a daze, as if he was stupid .

Excessive blood loss, unable to stop.

Xu Qingluo's head was a little dizzy, and finally saw a hidden corner, and rolled in with the Ninth Prince in his arms.

I hope that the imperial guards and officers and soldiers remember that the Ninth Prince also needs protection, and don't rush to the emperor's side. There are too many people there, and they can't get any credit.

"don't want."

The boy's whimpering was lost in the wind.

you don't die.

"To shut up."

The girl scolded coldly, and closed her eyes weakly.

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"Ohh Ohh ohh."

Weeping sounds kept ringing in his ears, like mourning, Xu Qingluo gritted his teeth and opened his eyes, and immediately met Baicao's red eyes that looked like rabbits.

"Don't cry, ahem, I'm not dead yet."

Luckily, no deadly poison was used on the crossbow at that time, but some Ruanma powder was used, otherwise, it would be really dead to open your eyes again.

"Miss, miss, you are awake, great!"

Baicao didn't react at first, but after a daze, she became ecstatic, and her voice went up an octave.

Xu Qingluo tilted his ears slightly, feeling that Baicao's voice was too loud.

Even when he was not sick, he became sick from fright: "Where is Ah Cheng? Is he okay?"

Xu Qingluo's voice was unbearably hoarse, and he was extremely uncomfortable, so he couldn't help coughing twice.

Baicao opened her mouth to answer.

The next moment, the door was pushed open heavily, suppressing all the words behind Baicao.

At the door of the room is the figure of a tall and strong man with his back to the sun, which is extremely oppressive.

Lang Sheng strode in with his arms hanging. Even though he didn't run, he walked faster than he ran. His cold face was full of worry and surprise: "Luo'er, you're awake."

He was holding a steaming medicine bowl in his other hand. Although he was injured, he seemed to be fine, Xu Qingluo heaved a sigh of relief.

The man stood in front of the bed, looking at Xu Qingluo, and the girl also looked at him. The two of them didn't speak for a while, but their eyes were full of rejoicing and joy. It's great, you're fine.

The next moment, Xu Qingluo's hand was held tightly by the man, so tightly, so tightly, that she was afraid that she would disappear if he let go.

"You're really messing around!"

The man said this with a cold face.

God knows how terrified he was when he saw her covered in blood being hugged by Feitian. He had never been so scared before. When facing so many life-and-death crises on the battlefield, facing He didn't experience the feeling of being afraid that his heart would stop beating when he was facing each crisis and death situation, but he felt all of them in the girl's body.

"Am I fooling around?"

Since the man is also settling accounts after the fall, Xu Qingluo is not to be outdone. She widened her eyes and stared at Langcheng pretending to be vicious: "I can't compare to you no matter how messed up, what did I tell you at that time? Why did you even That worries me."

Her eyes moved from the man's face to the hanging arms on the man's chest.

Lang Sheng opened his mouth, deeply hating himself for why he came over in a hurry when he heard Xu Qingluo's call from Baicao in the room, at least the splint and bandage should be removed, and he should put on a large robe to cover it up. one time.

Apart from that, Lang Sheng didn't regret it at all. Even if the emperor's favor towards him had other purposes, even if the emperor kept him close to him and prevented him from going back to the border, Lang Sheng would always remember his love. Loyalty to the emperor, and the emperor's initial appreciation.

He wanted to tell the girl these words, but he was worried about offending the girl's temper. Xu Qingluo never had any respect for the royal family, and even somewhat disapproved of it. Langcheng knew it best.

He didn't want to make it difficult for her to be as loyal and respectful to the emperor's royal family as he was, but he couldn't do what she said he would abandon the emperor when he was in danger.

Xu Qingluo could tell what the man was thinking at a glance. She was angry at the man for disregarding her own life, and she also had a guilty conscience. She did the same thing for herself as the man disregarding her life.

"Anyway, we're even."

Her eloquence is very good, and if she can argue a few more words, the man will forget her impulse. Instead, she will apologize to her, but at this moment, she is looking at the man's depressed and helpless expression and doesn't know how to explain it.

Xu Qingluo shook Lang Sheng's hand instead, feeling the warmth of his palm, the heart that had been hanging all this time, just wobbled back to the original place.

"Where is the Ninth Prince?"

Xu Qingluo thought for a while and asked.

Her shoulders were torn and hurt when she moved, and the injury was not serious. If something happened to the Ninth Prince again, she would be really at a loss.

Lang Sheng's eyes fell on Xu Qingluo's five fingers, looking at those five weak and slender fingers, thinking that even though the other party was unconscious, he still hugged the Ninth Prince so tightly that several people couldn't break it apart until he He seemed to let go after going there in person, the corners of his lips were a little cold: "He's fine, you took him and hid under a shrine at that time, luckily Feitian found you in time, otherwise, you two would have to— "

Before the man could finish his air-conditioned words, a shrill, hoarse, crying child's voice came from the yard far away.

"I just want to see Aunt Xu. Why do you stop me? I am the Ninth Prince and His Highness. If you dare to stop me, I will let my father kill you!"

With a crying voice, but the words were extraordinarily domineering, Xu Qingluo could almost imagine what the Ninth Prince was like when he said these words.

I laughed a little for a while.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, I beg you to take pity on the poor slaves. Concubine Xian has explained that you are quite shocked and need to recuperate. Where can I come and see the Xu family? It will be bad if you get tainted with bad luck."

This sentence is really blunt.

Xu Qingluo hadn't done anything, but awe had already flashed in Langcheng's eyes.

"Shut up, what is bad luck? Aunt Xu was injured in order to save the prince. Her injury is not bad at all. It is better than you damn servants who ran away and left His Highness behind at the moment of life and death." There are too many, come here, slap your mouth, and let this lowly slave know what to say and what not to say!"

The Ninth Prince's voice was filled with a hint of hostility, which was never seen before in the prince's highness who longed for maternal love and was domineering on the outside and soft on the inside.

Xu Qingluo frowned slightly.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, Aunt Qiuhe is the big maid next to the imperial concubine. You can give the imperial concubine some face, a few slaps are enough. Aunt Qiuhe knows it is wrong. You forgot that Aunt Qiuhe took care of you when you were young. After a few months, she will be loyal to you."

Some palace people persuaded the Ninth Prince, but the Concubine Xian in those words was not as easy to use as before.

In the past, as long as it was related to Concubine Xian, no matter how angry the Ninth Prince was, he would be extra tolerant towards his servants, but now, this palace man's persuasion with some special words has stabbed a hornet's nest: "A servant girl Isn't it what she should do to take care of the prince? Loyalty? Loyalty can't be proved by doing such a little thing that anyone can do!"

The Ninth Prince's face was filled with cold air: "Continue to fight. You are not allowed to stop until your highness says to stop. And you, when the master gave the order, you interrupted at will. You also forgot your duty as a slave, and you slapped your mouth thirty times. Who Talk more, double it!"

"If you feel that His Highness's judgment is unfair, and if you have any objections, His Highness can go to Father Huang to talk about it."

The crackling sound continued, but for a while, no one dared to say a word.

Concubine Xian was banned and neglected some time ago. None of the palace people around her forgot. I didn't pursue it too much, but after all, I was a little bit weaker towards Concubine Xian.

Light footsteps sounded at the door, a small figure lingered, and then poked a small head in from the door, eyes full of fear and worry.

Like a poor and cute little animal.

Xu Qingluo met the red eyes of the Ninth Prince, fighting with Baicao, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

It's just that her wound obviously shouldn't vibrate randomly. The sudden smile caused her chest to vibrate, and the wound twitched, and the girl's pretty brows frowned.

"Stop laughing."

Lang Cheng held down Xu Qingluo, looked coldly and saw that Xu Qingluo was awake, impulsively ignoring everything, and the Ninth Prince who ran directly to this side stood between the Ninth Prince and Xu Qingluo: " Your Royal Highness, Luo'er's injury cannot be disturbed, if there is nothing wrong, please go back."

Xu Qingluo never knew that Lang Sheng was so cold when talking to the child, and couldn't help but glance at his face, it was almost like ice scum fell off.

And because of the man's cold words, the Ninth Prince involuntarily dropped his gesture of reaching out for a hug.

He stopped in his tracks, bit his lips, looked at Lang Cheng, and couldn't help being dissatisfied: "General Lang, why do you stop this prince? Aunt Xu is not someone like you. She came here to save me from being injured. Seeing that she should, why are you here!"

The little boy said the back, looking at Langcheng quite hostilely, he thought of the scene of Xu Qingluo kissing Langcheng that time he saw, he is not a child who doesn't understand anything, naturally he knows that such things only Only a truly intimate person can do it.

He refused to accept, he didn't want to, Xu Qingluo was so good, why should he be chased away by this person Lang Cheng.

Xu Qingluo saved the life of the Ninth Prince, but she didn't know that at the moment when she was protecting the little child in her arms, and the relatives she cared about abandoned him, and she kept holding him and never let go, the little boy's love Something has changed in my heart.

Seeing the Ninth Prince questioning Lang Cheng like a young adult now, Xu Qingluo curled his lips, raised his hand lightly, touched the man's fingertips, and said to the child without any concealment: "Did you not that time?" See? He is my favorite person, my future husband."

The Ninth Prince looked at Xu Qingluo's intimate eyes looking at Langcheng, and was very angry: "Aunt Xu, how can you like him the most? He is not good at all, and he will hang around the father, flatterer, you Like me the most, okay! If you like me the most, I will give you all my own small treasury, as well as the pony, small bow and arrow my father gave me, and those—"

Before the boy finished speaking, Xu Qingluo's brows and eyes were already cold: "Your Highness, Ah Cheng is my favorite person and this will never change. Please maintain the minimum respect for what he says, and don't make me regret saving you." !"

Even though she was still a child, the other party's three words of sycophant made her remember unexpectedly.

The Ninth Prince looked at Xu Qingluo in disbelief, and then glanced at Lang Sheng who was smiling because of Xu Qingluo's protection.

Slowly, slowly, the boy's eyes turned red, as if he was about to shed tears.

"Bold, Mrs. Xu, who gave you the courage to talk to His Highness like this, come, someone, drag her down to His Highness to kneel down and admit her mistake!"

The palace man couldn't wait to jump out from the door, and accused Xu Qingluo.

The next moment, he kicked heavily on his leg: "Shut up, all of you are going to be fucked up by His Highness, don't be meddlesome!"

The palace servants thought of the two palace servants who were still slapping themselves in the courtyard outside, and fell silent for a moment.

"I hate you the most!"

The Ninth Prince cried to Xu Qingluo, and rushed out wiping his tears.

Followed by a large group of palace people chasing and shouting, Your Highness, you and so on.

The courtyard was very lively just now, but within a short while, there was not a single person left.

"Miss, that, that is the Ninth Prince, Your Majesty should be careful with him now, what if he says something in front of His Majesty, what will you do, Miss?"

Baicao worried.

Xu Qingluo smiled: "Don't worry, that little guy won't say a word about me in front of His Majesty."

Turning to look at Lang Sheng: "The Ninth Prince is actually a very good boy, my injury is my own choice, not forced."

So stop blaming a kid for me saving him from getting hurt.

The man rubbed the girl's soft sandalwood-like hair, and sighed: "If you are as selfish and ruthless as you advertise, I will feel at ease now."

Xu Qingluo smirked.

Later, from Lang Sheng's mouth, Xu Qingluo knew everything that happened after the altar assassination.

The assassins were all killed, but they didn't die. After being caught, they quickly bit their tongues and committed suicide. They were all dead soldiers.

Not being caught alive made the emperor furious. If Lang Sheng hadn't been injured, he might have received a good reprimand.

Lang Sheng was shot by an arrow in order to protect the emperor's shoulders and chest. Fortunately, the heart was not injured, and the emperor was protected well. Apart from being frightened, he did not suffer any injuries.

As for the others, the prince saw the opportunity early. At that time, when all the assassins were mainly facing the emperor on the altar, he left early without even being frightened. Later, when the assassins were almost dead, he brought them with him. People come to rescue you.

When Lang Sheng talked about the prince, he also had some disapproval in his eyes. He used to think that the prince was fine, but seeing his father in danger and ignoring the matter of running away, it was too much of a loss in terms of character and courage.

Xu Qingluo saw Lang Sheng's resentment when he talked about the prince, and felt that this assassination was not a completely bad thing. Lang Sheng, who was not crippled, was won over by him.

Several other concubines, queens, beauties, and officials were accidentally affected and injured. The emperor ordered the bones to be collected and returned to Beijing for a proper burial, which is considered generous.

It's just that, in this assassination, the emperor didn't hurt his bones, but the guards officers and soldiers who protected the altar and the common people who were disturbed by the assassins and trampled to death were the ones who died the most.

When Lang Sheng talked about it, murderous intent and heaviness appeared in his eyes.

The ones who should really be comforted and the ones who are really innocent are those common people, but the emperor didn’t think so, and even said that no one noticed that there were so many assassins among the common people in Wuzhou City. It is good not to pursue fault.

Xu Qingluo couldn't see that Lang Sheng was thinking about these things, so he asked him something else: "Where is Concubine Xian? At that time, Concubine Xian and the Ninth Prince were together, and he was in danger and almost died. Where did Concubine Xian go?"

Lang Sheng also took advantage of the situation to change the subject and answered Xu Qingluo's question: "She? Concubine Xian said that the Ninth Prince insisted on joining the crowd to watch His Majesty sacrifice to heaven, and then separated from the Ninth Prince in the chaos, and she had a heartache again. , I have no time to take care of it, how can I think that the palace people around me are useless, no one found the Ninth Prince in time and the Ninth Prince was frightened, so I dealt with a group of people around me."

Even if Lang Sheng doesn't understand the intrigues and treacherous thoughts of the court, and the words of Concubine Xian are too unbelievable, as a mother, don't talk about confusion, heartache, even if she is dying, she won't throw her child away at such a dangerous time Can't find it.

"The prince left when the assassin appeared. When did Concubine Xian leave?"

Xu Qingluo raised her head and expressed her doubts without any concealment: "If she really left before the assassin appeared, I guess she has a good relationship with the assassin."

And she had already predicted earlier that the assassin was probably related to the third prince, so would Concubine Xian belong to the third prince?

If you think about it this way, many things can actually be explained.

Concubine Xian treated the Ninth Prince cruelly in the previous life, and later she found out that she secretly drugged the prince. If she wasn't a real princess of the Southern Kingdom, and she wasn't avenging her home country, then she was doing it for others.

If the princes are all dead, the third prince, the royal blood who was deposed by the emperor, will have a bright future.

Xu Qingluo speculated about this, but did not notice the darkening in Lang Sheng's eyes for a moment.

(End of this chapter)