When Spring Comes

Huachun lay on the table looking at the sword and sword shadow over there, and said seriously: "I think this place is the safest. If they bump into me, they won't hit me."

Look at this promise! Yu Wenjie didn't fight with anger, and he reached out and brought her over and put her next to him: "You should bump into you. It's useless for you to hide from the beam of the room, just stay honest."

"...Oh." Huachun nodded, then turned to watch the battle.

This is obviously a premeditated trap. They are just bait in it. They just wait for these assassins to show up, and then catch them one by one like a chicken.

Looking out the window, the street was also very lively down the street. Many burly men in ordinary clothes carried the people who had been thrown down upstairs into the bullock carts and carried them away.

It's terrible.

However, this group of assassins seemed to be in a hurry. He Changan was planning to fight back. At first, He Changan was able to deal with it easily, but the guards around him were injured a lot. The remaining assassins rushed to him, and he was a bit unable to resist.

"Sit and don't move."

Hua Chun was taken aback, looked up at the emperor who was talking next to him, and he actually stood up.

"Second Lord?"

When you just wanted to ask if it was possible, you had to fight, but Yu Wenjie had already rushed towards He Changan.

She didn't react a bit, staring blankly at the back of the two of them.

It was the first time I saw the emperor personally come on the court to do it. This feeling was like in a fierce confrontation, the gang boss himself **** a mace and beat the opposite soldier.

It feels... very subtle.

However, although their movements are not as good as those in TV shows with their own background music, Yu Wenjie's strength is so powerful that he hit the opposite person against the wall and bounced back like a spring, really vomiting. Take a bite of blood. The man next to him stabbed at his vest with a knife. He just had eyes on his back, and kicked him down the stairs with a reflexive kick.

Although Yu Wenjie's personality is really bad, Huachun couldn't help holding his heart in both hands and shouted, "Handsome!"

With his help, He Changan was also relieved, the guards were half injured, and there were about ten assassins, which was barely manageable.

If you didn't bring Huachun today.

A man was kicked by Yuwen Jie and took a few large steps back, holding his chest so painful that he dared not go forward. For a moment, I might think of my own performance bonus, and remember that I have old and young people, how can I easily contribute and save my life?

Thinking about this, he turned his head and saw the prime minister beside him who was smiling like dementia.

So Hua Chun was staying there to enjoy the live performance, and someone came over to hold her up coldly.

Her heart sank, feeling the chill of the blade on her neck, Huachun was in grief and indignation: "You won't fight them, why are you here to catch me?"

"You look weaker." The person behind said honestly: "They are too powerful, I can only pick soft persimmons."

Huachun: "..."

You said that even if you were kidnapped, is it really a mockery? She gritted her teeth, she didn't say a word, closing her eyes was considered submissive.

"You all stop!" The man shouted towards the other side.

Both He Changan and Yu Wenjie were taken aback, turning their heads one after another, their faces darkened.

"Let go of him." He Chang'an frowned: "Opponents who have no power to bind chickens do, what kind of heroes are you?"

Huachun sighed. Although she is a meat ticket now, she still can't help but want to complain: first, she has the strength to catch chickens, and second, the boss, people are originally assassins, what a hero...

Sure enough, the humanity behind said: "We are not heroes or heroes, you are obedient, otherwise the prime minister will die here today!"

After a slight meal, Huachun raised her eyebrows.

Prime Minister Flower?

Taking a deep breath, He Changan asked: "What do you want?"

"It's very simple." The man looked around: "You guys will be caught with nothing."

"You'd better kill him." The emperor didn't hesitate at all, turned around and continued to solve the rest.

He Changan also sighed helplessly, and looked at Hua Chun and said, "Brother Xian, this is not the eldest brother and the second brother not helping you, there is no way to help."

Take the emperor's life in exchange for the minister's life? What a joke.

Huachun was also about to cry with anger by the stupid assassin behind him. He knew the impossible, so why did he still bring it up?

Seeing that the other end continued to fight, the man **** with Huachun was a little stupid, and he didn't expect that the prime minister **** would be so intimidating. They ignored him, but he didn't know what to do? Keep holding on? What's the use?

"Brother." The man in his hand spoke and said indifferently: "Do you know? It's useless to put a knife on your neck, so you can't scare them."

"What?" The man was taken aback.

"A knife in the neck may be saved, after all, you may not be able to mark the artery. The correct kidnapping posture should be to aim the knife at my heart." Huachun said solemnly, then reached out and grabbed the man. With his hand, he pointed the dagger at his heart: "This is the right way, do you understand?"

What tricks are you playing? The man was at a loss, but it made sense to think about what she said. Some people saved their lives by cutting their throats, but never heard that they could survive with a knife.

So he put the knife in the prime minister's heart and continued to think of a solution.

He Chang'an and Yu Wenjie both paid attention to the movement here, and after they beat the remaining assassins one by one, they finally had time to look back here.

Assassins running downstairs will be caught by the guards surrounding them, so they don't need to worry. The only thing to worry about now is this useless prime minister.

"You can't escape." Yu Wenjie looked at the person and said: "Let him go."

The man stepped back again and again, looking flustered, and turned his head to see the scene downstairs.

Taking advantage of this moment, Huachun pulled out his right hand, pinched the sharp bun, and stab directly back!

"Ah!" The screams resounded throughout the restaurant, and the man hurt her sore spot. He grabbed her tightly and stabbed her in the chest with a stab!

"Are you stupid!" Yu Wenjie opened his eyes wide, his face showing anxious expression for the first time.

I really haven't seen such a stupid hostage. When someone is caught, I will honestly wait for someone to find a way to save him. Isn't it an awkward move? What is in your mind?

He Changan acted almost immediately, wanting to go up to save the person, but the distance was too far, even if he had caught the person's wrist, the blade still entered Hua Jinghua's heart.

Taking a breath, he slammed the man away and looked at Hua Jinghua with wide eyes.

The picture seemed to slow down suddenly, and there was a trace of pain flashing between the person's delicate eyebrows, and then he looked at him with a palpable tenderness in his eyes.

Yu Wenjie frowned.

He heard the harsh sound of the dagger landing, and saw Hua Jinghua's slowly rotating body. For a moment, he suddenly felt that He Changan was right. Hua Jinghua was really beautiful and delicious. His eyes were clear and gentle, like a jade rabbit. .

Suddenly I didn't hate him that much.

But now, it seems to be too late?

Huachun pinched the knife in her heart, slowly, slowly, and beautifully fell onto the bench next to her.

"Jinghua!" He Changan went to support his shoulders sadly.

Could the brothers who have just bowed be separated from each other forever? Why is God so cruel!

"I... it's okay." Huachun looked at him weakly, and then at the emperor: "You are fine."

Yu Wenjie pursed his lips, walked over to look at him a few steps, and sighed after hesitating for a long time.

"You are a good prime minister, I am not a good emperor."

"Don't say that, the emperor... You are fine."

Yu Wenjie shook his head and closed his eyes: "I know my own temper. I have wronged you many times, and I also know."

It's just that I can't admit my mistake.

"The minister is very pleased." Huachun continued to laugh weakly: "The emperor is Mingjun. Even if there is no minister in the future, he will definitely be able to give Liang a rule of prosperity."

He Chang'an sighed: "It's all like this, still thinking of the emperor?"

"There is nothing else to worry about." Huachun closed her eyes, stretched out her hand in the direction of the emperor, and said quietly: "The emperor is the heaven of the officials, and the heaven of the people..."

The last word was long and long, the voice disappeared, and the hand that was in the air dropped suddenly.

Yu Wenjie was startled, and quickly reached out to grab her hand, and drew a low voice: "The Prime Minister Hua!"

He Changan felt sad and wanted to cry.

However, before he could brew a sad mood, after the emperor's voice fell, the person in his arms opened his eyes and sat up, and said:

"The minister is here!"

He Changan: "..."

The sadness on Yu Wenjie's face was all stuck, and he squinted his eyes when he looked at the resurrected man with a knife in his chest.

Fraud?

"I'm not kidding you." Huachun smiled and stretched out the dagger, and then took out the bronze mirror in his arms.

The back of the hard bronze mirror was pierced by a dagger. This thing is not an imaginary metal or stone, but a strange mixture of scum, no wonder it is so cheap.

"I'm not that stupid. If I didn't know that this thing was in my arms, I wouldn't dare to take risks." Huachun smiled and looked at the two people in front of him: "How about? I'm great, right?"

He Changan was stunned for a long time, and covered his eyes. Yu Wenjie next to him took all the expressions on his face back, and stretched out his hand to carry him up without saying a word.

"Hey?" Huachun was taken aback: "Second Lord, what are you doing?"

Striding to the window sill, Yu Wenjie hesitates and throws her out! The joking came to the emperor, it was really desperate.

The point is that he was really fooled!

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

"Wow!" At the moment of being thrown away, Huachun's hairs all over exploded, and he hurriedly wrapped around the emperor like an octopus, with his legs between his waist and his arms around his neck. Stubbornly: "Second Lord, spare your life!"

The delicate skin on his neck rubbed against him, and Yu Wenjie turned black again.