The big stone that was hanging in the hearts of Liu Zhiyi and Shen Ningzhu finally fell to the ground, and they both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Their reinforcements arrived.
At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted:
"Look! It's the Southern Yamen soldiers of the Jinwu Guard, who are responsible for protecting the safety of the Imperial City!"
Upon hearing this, everyone hurriedly moved to the sides of the road, leaving a wide passage for the approaching Jinwu guards.
At the same time, they began to whisper and talk to each other.
Someone said:
"In my opinion, these two women who dared to cause trouble in the busy city are now completely finished!"
Another person echoed:
"That's right! From ancient times to the present, it's common for officials to protect each other! Let's wait and see, these Jinwu Guards will definitely favor the powerful."
As for who this person is, there is no need to say more.
Some people shook their heads and sighed with a look of gloating satisfaction:
"Women are just women. No matter how beautiful they are, they are always short-sighted and don't know what's good for them. The general is so noble. Fighting him is like seeking death."
"Alas! What a pity for such a beautiful and angelic girl!"
The leading Jinwu Guard had a solemn expression on his face and shouted loudly:
"Who is causing trouble here? Come and confess the truth!"
The other person was eight feet tall, dressed in official uniform, with a long sword on his waist, and a standard square face that exuded great official authority.
When he spoke, his voice was like a bell, making everyone's ears buzz. They unconsciously lowered their breathing, not daring to speak rashly.
At this moment, the driver of Liu Zhiyi's carriage stepped forward steadily. He bowed slightly, approached the leader, and whispered several words in his ear in a low voice.
After listening to this, the leader shifted his gaze to Pei Yunchu who was not far away, but quickly looked away.
He still maintained a calm expression on his face and nodded slightly to show that he understood something.
Immediately afterwards, the leader took big steps without hesitation and walked straight to Pei Yunchu.
He stood as straight as a pine tree, and gave Pei Yunchu a standard military salute with clean and neat movements.
"Cao Zhi, Chief of the Imperial Guard, greets General Pei!"
The voice was low and powerful, with a hint of respect.
Pei Yunchu didn't even raise his eyelids.
"No need to be polite."
The other party stood up, bowed and said,
"I don't know the grudge between you and..., but I hope the general will be kind enough to temporarily clear the way so that these innocent people can pass through."
If the general has anything that needs to be dealt with, I am willing to discuss it with him privately. What do you think?"
The speech was polite and respectful, and reasonable.
Pei Yunchu just looked at him and raised his eyelids coldly.
In an instant, an invisible pressure suddenly burst out from him.
It was a kind of cruel and violent spirit that could only be cultivated after countless life-and-death battles and long experience on the battlefield. Just one glance could make people feel as if they were on the edge of an abyss or falling into an ice cellar.
The leader felt that the gaze was like a cold ray, making his scalp numb.
Just as he was about to withstand the pressure and try to persuade him with kind words, he suddenly saw Pei Yunchu's expression suddenly change, and at the same time, he heard a sound of breaking air.
His pupils suddenly contracted, and he and Pei Yunchu suddenly turned their heads, their gazes directed towards the carriage not far behind.
Then an arrow streaked across the sky like lightning and headed towards Chen Ningzhu's chest at an extremely fast speed.
At this moment, Chen Ningzhu, worried about Liu Zhiyi's condition, did not return to the carriage at all, but still stood upright at the shaft of the carriage.
When she felt the whistling arrow coming towards her, her mind went blank in an instant.
When I came to my senses and wanted to dodge, I found it was too late.
In an instant, a burst of exclamations broke out in the crowd, and then the scene fell into chaos, escape and panic.
Hearing the noise, Liu Zhiyi opened the car door. When he saw the situation in front of him clearly, he screamed with his eyes bloodshot.
"Zhuzhu——"
After a brief moment of fear and despair, Chen Ningzhu used all her strength to twist her body, hoping to avoid the vital points.
“Puff—”
The sound of a knife or arrow piercing the flesh could be heard, but Shen Ningzhu did not feel any pain at all. She opened her eyes in confusion and met a pair of deep and clear phoenix eyes.
At this moment, he was also tightly held in the other party's arms, protecting him tightly.
"Xiaobao, are you okay?"
Shen Ningzhu shook her head blankly, her hand subconsciously covering the wound for him, her tone a little uncomfortable.
"I'm fine, you..."
Shen Ningzhu wanted to say something, but her throat felt like it was clogged with a ball of cotton and she couldn't utter a single word.
My eyes felt sore for a moment, and my heart felt sore and swollen, very uncomfortable.
Jiang Xuanyan smiled faintly, helped her to stand steadily, and then he freed his eyes to look around.
During this time, the people hiding in the dark followed the clues, caught dozens of assassins, and killed them all.
One of them was personally brought to Jiang Xuanyan by Song Hanchuan and thrown to the ground like a dead dog.
"Your Majesty, all the assassins have been killed. This..."
"kill."
"yes."
The two men spoke in low voices, and just these two light words determined Jiang Qingyi's life or death.
Jiang Qingyi's eyes were filled with resentment, and there was a strong unwillingness surging in her eyes. She rushed towards Shen Ningzhu and Jiang Xuanyan like a madman.
"careful."
As Jiang Xuanyan spoke, he hugged Chen Ningzhu and tilted his body, so Jiang Qingyi missed.
She fell down, and her delicate palms were rubbed by the pebbles on the ground, leaving them bleeding. Intense pain spread from her palms to her whole body, causing her well-maintained face to twist in pain.
This made her hatred towards Shen Ningzhu and Jiang Xuanyan reach its peak.
But before he could vent his resentment and anger, he saw Song Hanchuan turn around swiftly.
With a turn of his wrist, the knife came down.
A bloody head fell to the ground, rolled around on the ground, and then stopped.
Chen Ningzhu looked up and saw the bloody head on the ground and the eyes on the head that were poisoned and unwilling to close.
Her scalp tingled and goose bumps appeared all over her body. She quickly turned her head away and stopped looking.
Suddenly, a strange heat wave came from the palm of the hand covering Jiang Xuanyan's chest.
Shen Ningzhu looked over in confusion, and saw a beam of dazzling white light coming out from under the clothes around Jiang Xuanyan's neck. It looked a little familiar, just like what they saw when they traveled through time.
But that time, in addition to this beam of white light, there was also colorful light coming down from the sky.
Thinking of a possibility, Shen Ningzhu's eyes lit up and she quickly pulled open Jiang Xuanyan's collar.
The first thing he saw was a familiar jade pendant hanging around his neck, stained with blood.
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