When Spring Comes

The wind and rain were so great that Duke Qin didn't understand what he was talking about, but the guards around him became nervous inexplicably, and the sound of knives unsheathed everywhere.

The dragon robe was half wet by the rain, and Yu Wenjie raised his hand uncomfortably.

"The emperor?" Qin Gonggong yelled and stopped, glanced around subconsciously, and then looked at him: "The rain is too big, you'd better go to the apse soon."

"Can't go."

A deep voice sounded in the rain, and the emperor stood up from the dragon's blade and looked forward to the dark road: "Sit forward again, my head may be lost."

Shocked in his heart, Duke Qin quickly turned his head.

A silvery thread lay horizontally in the air, and if it weren't for a palace lantern, no one could really see it.

"Guardian!"

Duke Qin's voice was unnecessary, and the guard next to him had already rushed forward. The silver wire on the wall was not fixed, but it rolled straight down.

Yu Wenjie frowned, dodged the thing sideways, and pushed Duke Qin, who was incapable of martial arts, "Go and call someone."

This is not the first time I have seen this kind of scene. Although Duke Qin felt his legs were soft, he ran back quickly.

The sound of sword collision sounded in the rainy night, especially noisy, Yu Wenjie wanted to go up and fight with people, but Huo Zi, the head of the guard, gave him an anxious look, and then fought with people again.

There are too many people here, and the emperor must not take risks.

Realizing this, Yu Wenjie didn't have any willfulness and ran directly to the front hall.

Ten steps and one post in the palace, but don't know why, ran all the way, and half of the guards did not meet.

This is really interesting.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him. There was a bad cry in the secret path, and Yuwen Jie quickly crossed the corridor. When he saw the dark and silent front hall, he thought about it and rushed to the side hall.

"Goo—"

With a cry of stomach, Huachun looked out pitifully. The rain is getting heavier, when will she go back to eat? Wan Shi should worry too.

He got up and went to look at the door. The front hall, which was still brightly lit just now, was turned into a dark area. Hua Chun was slightly startled and frowned.

She is still here, and there is no shortage of this candle in the palace. How could it be possible that the palace lantern would be extinguished on the back foot of the emperor as soon as he left? According to the rules, why would you have to wait for the people in the front hall of the Zichen Hall to leave?

Shrugging, she felt that she must have read too much about the secret history of the palace. When people like to turn off the lights, they will turn off the lights. It would be good if the lights in her side hall were not turned off.

The rain was so heavy that the doorway was all wet. Huachun shivered, reaching out to pull the door of the palace and trying to close it.

A hand came in coldly, and just as she was about to close the door, she covered her mouth!

what!

Huachun wanted to scream like this very much, but the person who came was too witty to give her the opportunity to scream at all, so she entered the room and closed the door.

The lights in the side hall went out immediately.

what's the situation? In the darkness, Huachun's eyes widened, her breath was full of the scent of rain, her back seemed to be leaning against the chest of the visitor, she only felt as strong as a slate.

"Well--"

"Shut up." Yu Wenjie gritted his teeth and whispered.

Turned out to be the emperor? ! Huachun was a little silly, a flash of lightning struck down outside, and she saw Yu Wenjie's profile face.

Really handsome... No, this is not the time to look at your face. She frowned and looked at him curiously. How could the dignified emperor come to her in such embarrassment and rain?

There were many figures outside, and the light of lightning was reflected on the outside of the carved door. Yuwen's hand tightened and Limala got her up.

"Stand firmly, don't make any noise, make a sound, I will kill you all!"

Huachun is stupid, is this too overbearing? She hasn't understood what's going on, she hasn't entered the state yet!

Before she could have any reaction, Yu Wenjie picked up her waist and threw it up, and then took advantage of the ground to fly onto the beam of the house first, and then stretched out his hand to grab the falling flower spring.

A scream was in her throat, and she swallowed it alive. Is this acrobatics or something! Isn't it too thrilling? Although the side hall can only be said to be a small lounge, but the beam is also one foot high, is there a spring under this person's feet?

Also, where did the great strength come from, throwing her whole person up!

With lingering fears, he hugged the beam tightly and was choked with dust. Yu Wenjie frowned and looked outside, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover her mouth.

Soon soon came into the room, Huachun stared at her breath, seeing these people dressed in black, her heart suddenly became clear.

Met an assassin.

This assassin is so awesome that he can push the emperor to the beam, isn't there always a lot of guards around him?

About four or five people wandered around, silently searching every corner of the room. Huachun closed her eyes and didn't dare to look again, for fear that she would really scream when the person below looked up, and then she would be cut off by the whole door.

So she buried her head on Yu Wenjie's chest.

Yu Wenjie didn't look down either, his head was on top of Huachun's head. Someone in the palace is bought, and there will be no guards appearing in a short time. His discovery must be a **** battle. Let alone the question of whether he will die, Hua Jinghua is a person who has no bones and can’t martial arts. Is bound to die. Once he died, he was no different from having a broken hand.

Therefore, you can't go down and fight on impulse, you have to wait.

He ran fast just now, and the people behind didn't even know where he was in the Zichen Hall, so these people looked at the side hall roughly, and when they saw that there was no one, they retreated.

Body slightly relaxed, Yu Wenjie was about to say something, and he felt a strange smell of milk in his breath.

Looking down, Hua Jinghua was held in his arms, thin and thin, even thinner than far away. And his body turned out not to be the scholarly fragrance he imagined, but... the soft and sweet milky smell.

After a shiver, the look in his eyes became even stranger.

There was no movement in the room, only the sound of rain outside, Huachun opened her eyes, raised her head, and looked at Yu Wenjie pointing to her mouth.

Can you speak?

Nodded, Yu Wenjie whispered: "Speak less, quietly."

She understands this, it won't be good if it gets heard. However, she was still curious: "How come there are assassins in the palace?"

In general, the palace guards in TV dramas are very strict. Even if there are assassins, there should be a large number of guards rushing there immediately. How can he let him stay here silently?

"What are you pretending to be stupid?" The emperor glanced at her displeasedly: "Lord Xi is in the palace."

Lord Xi? There is no summary, how does she know? Huachun is innocent.

However, it seems that I can't ask more, and I can probably guess that in the royal family, the swords and guns are all for the throne.

"Goo—"

The belly screamed again, and Hua Chun rubbed it shyly. She was about to say embarrassment, but she heard the same voice in the belly of the person behind her.