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After being carried out of Wangyue Pavilion by Shangsu, Ningmeng asked Shangsu in a low voice, "What's wrong with you? Has the emperor bullied you?"

Shangsu was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled softly.

In fact, his eager appearance just now was pretended to be shown to the emperor.

Otherwise, just relying on the appearance of the emperor vowing to him tonight, without pretending, the Shangsu might not be able to leave the palace.

"I'm fine." He raised his hand and touched the back of Ningmeng's head, but after getting into the carriage, he said again: "It's just that we may be wronged later, we can't go back to the house yet."

"It's okay, as long as we are with you, we can go anywhere." Ningmeng grabbed Shangsu's hand, without even thinking about it, she spoke out like this.

She really thinks this way, or that's what Ningmeng always thinks in her heart.

Therefore, she speaks frankly and fearlessly now, with a natural and sincere tone.

But Shangsu didn't know.

He had forgotten all his past with Ningmeng, and he didn't know that he had crossed dozens of planes with her, let alone that she had become the only one in his life when she appeared in his life. Salvation.

Shangsu just felt that his heart became extremely soft in an instant because of Ningmeng's words, as if something had slipped in without fear.

But before he could savor it, his expression was suddenly indifferent.

Someone outside was approaching the carriage, and the sound of horseshoes was very clear and loud in the silent night.

Not only did Shangsu feel it, but even Ningmeng felt it.

Ningmeng immediately raised her head to look at Shangsu, her eyes bright.

Shangsu didn't expect the emperor to be so impatient that he would do it, but it seemed that all of this was in his expectation.

After all, it is no longer a matter of a day or two that the emperor wants to kill him.

When Shangsu was young, the emperor actually liked him because he was talented and intelligent, he was quick to learn everything, and he had no backing. It was easy to hold him up, and easy to bring him down.

Otherwise, even if the emperor had the slightest affection for Shangsu and his son, it would not have allowed Shangsu and Yugui concubine to stay in the cold palace for so many years.

Shangsu is very poisonous, and it will only happen on the fifteenth of every month.

And this poison was given to him by the emperor in order to control him.

The business hotel did not know before.

Because after the emperor gave him the poison, he would give him the antidote before the poison was released.

Shangsu was young at that time, no matter how vigilant and precautions were, there was a sparseness.

It wasn't until Shangsu could really be used to contain the prince, but he also began to want to break free of the emperor's control, that the emperor's insidious thoughts gradually emerged.

Only then did Shang Su know that he had been poisoned by the emperor for so many years.

The emperor has been waiting for Shangsu to bow his head, but stubborn and arrogant as Shangsu, how could he bow his head for the mere cure.

Especially in the past two years, Shangsu has become more and more powerful in secret, and the emperor has already been murderous against him.

Everyone said that the emperor had a strong affection for Shangsu's father and son, but few people knew the relationship between the two, and it was already incompatible.

Shangsu's thin lips hooked slightly, and his face smiled thinly.

"The prince." This time the person acting as the coachman is not someone, but the dark guard leader Mo Qing of Shangsu. Mo Qing called Shangsu from outside the carriage, and said, "Are you going to fight?"

"Yes." Shangsu released Ningmeng and opened the carriage curtain.

Outside, Mo Qing stood upright on the side of the carriage, with the cold sword in his hand unsheathed.

Around the carriage, dozens of people in black had been surrounded by dozens of people in black who did not know when.

Ningmeng also got out of the carriage.

These dozens of people in black dress the same as the black assassins that she and Shangsu met last time on the outskirts of the capital. They were covered with black cloths all over their bodies, and they also wore black face towels on their faces.

However, what was different from last time was the awe-inspiring killing intent emanating from the group of people in front of them, the smell of blood was strong, the eyes were extremely cold, the aura was strong, and the aura of oppression was full.

Unlike the previous batch of black-clothed assassins who looked like they had licked blood on the tip of a knife all year round, the people who surrounded the three people in Shangsu were obviously dead men carefully cultivated.

If it is an ordinary person, just a look in their eyes is enough to make people fearful and tremble.

Shangsu had long known that he would have such an encounter tonight, so when he saw these people, there was no surprise.

As for Ningmeng, she had seen thousands of zombies, so how could she be frightened by the dozens of dead men in front of her.

Those dead men had taken the task of killing Shangju today. After seeing Shangju coming out of the carriage, everyone said nothing, and directly attacked Shangju.

Shangsu Fei went out and opened the folding fan in his hand, and dozens of silver needles flew out of his folding fan.

Everyone quickly rallied.

There were also a few people in black who bypassed Shangsu and Mo Qing, trying to catch Ning Meng on the carriage.

Although Ningmeng is young and has no noble status, her mysterious relationship with Shangsu and Shangsu's love for her can already be the reason why everyone wants to arrest her to contain and threaten Shangsu. .

Unfortunately, what made everyone think wrong was that Ningmeng was young, but she was very powerful.

Seeing the men in black surrounding the carriage, Ning Meng, who was standing on the carriage, was not at all scared, and her expression was a little excited.

fight?

She likes fighting the most!

Ningmeng looked like she turned around and reached out to take out something from the carriage, but in fact she asked 001 to exchange out the iron rod she liked most.

Ningmeng’s favorite weapons are iron rods and Tang knives.

In the previous plane, she used this iron rod to smash the heads of countless zombies.

However, because of her current height and the height of her small arms and legs, even if she is strong, for her convenience, 001 still modified the iron rod slightly to make it shorter.

But in order to fear that the lethality of the iron rods will weaken, 001 has bothered to change the density of the iron rods.

It looks small, but the weight has not changed.

Ningmeng took the iron rod in her hand and waved it a few times, and a familiar feeling surged from her heart.

Even if she changed her body and used this iron rod, she didn't feel the slightest sense of strangeness in her heart.

Ningmeng stood on the carriage, looking down at the men in black, smiling like a little devil.

The people in black thought that Ningmeng was provoking them. They didn't put Ningmeng in their eyes. Even if Ningmeng had some martial arts skills, she was nothing more than a seven or eight-year-old girl.

How much effort can be.

But they will soon pay for their contempt.

Ningmeng stood on the carriage, flexibly evading the attacks from both sides, and the iron rod in his hand turned so powerful that he hit a person directly.

There was a short muffled sound in the dead soldier's mouth, and Ningmeng retracted the iron rod in his hand and struck it again, and the dead soldier with two Ningmeng's height flew several meters away.

The rest of them watched their companions being beaten into the air by Ningmeng, and their gazes suddenly changed when they watched Ningmeng.

Ningmeng jumped from the carriage and waved the iron rod in her hand. Five or six people attacked her together, but they couldn't get close to her.