Chapter 420: Prince, Leave Him Alive
Song Yanxi's expression suddenly changed. She pushed Song Xubai away regardless of his obstruction and quickly jumped off the carriage, grabbing the dagger.
She stood beside the carriage, her eyes passing through the soldiers and assassins fighting each other, anxiously searching for the familiar figure in her memory.
No, none of those are him.
A huge panic suddenly enveloped Song Yanxi's heart, and she murmured: "No, it won't."
His Royal Highness Prince Jin’s martial arts skills are so powerful, and he has survived so many mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the past. How could he fall into the hands of a few assassins?
Yes, she was mistaken, she must have missed it.
Song Yanxi comforted herself in her heart, but her eyes uncontrollably looked at the corpses lying on the ground.
I silently said in my heart: "It's not him, these can't be him."
But when she saw the familiar corners of clothes exposed from under several bodies stacked up not far away, she could no longer deceive herself.
That piece of clothing was exchanged for tiger bones when they were in Qinghua Town. Because the sleeves were a bit long, she specially learned needlework from Aunt Wu to help him shorten the sleeves.
This is what he was wearing when he got off the carriage just now.
For a moment, Song Yanxi felt that her vision was darkening, and it felt like a sharp dagger was inserted into her heart, twisting it repeatedly.
Just as she was about to lose her balance and fall forward, someone held her arm and a familiar voice came to her ears, "Be careful."
This sound!
Song Yanxi suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Mo Jinchuan in front of her, who looked a little embarrassed but not injured, and her eyes turned red in an instant.
She opened her mouth, caught a glimpse of the black figure from the corner of her eye, and her expression suddenly changed. She said anxiously, "Your Highness, be careful!"
The next moment, the sound of a sword piercing through flesh was heard.
Song Yanxi stared blankly at the scene in front of her, feeling as if her heart had stopped beating.
The surrounding scenery also lost its color in an instant.
She slowly lowered her gaze, staring intently at his chest, fearing that the tip of the sword would pierce through it.
A sword pierced his heart, and even she couldn't save him.
But if the tip of the sword is just an inch higher, just an inch, she will pull him back even if he ends up in the palace of Hades.
The expected scene did not appear. Instead, Song Yanxi heard a low laugh, "Don't stand there like an idiot. Move away."
She blinked and was about to say no when she heard a hoarse groan, clearly coming from Mo Jinchuan's back.
I wish it wasn't his voice.
Song Yanxi finally felt relieved. She pursed her lips and took a few steps back.
The farther away you are, the clearer you can see.
"Puchi!" Mo Jinchuan drew out his sword with his backhand, and the splattering blood dyed his clothes on the back red.
Song Yanxi only heard a light "tsk" and did not miss the regret in his eyes.
She knew without him saying anything that he was worried about the clothes he was wearing.
But even if it wasn't splashed with blood, I'm afraid it wouldn't be wearable.
Mo Jinchuan followed her gaze downwards and discovered that a piece of his outer robe had been cut off by a sharp blade at some point.
He lowered his eyes, concealing the strong murderous intent in them, and said in a deep voice: "Stand here and don't move. I will be back soon."
Song Yanxi responded softly, only to feel a pair of eyes staring at her closely. Following the feeling, she looked and met Zhuang Shihan's eyes, which were as cold as a poisonous snake.
At this moment, she was curled up and hiding behind the carriage. Her dress was stained with blood, her hair was messy, and she looked very embarrassed.
Looking at that look, if you didn't know, you would think that she was the one who caused her to become like this.
"Sister!" Song Xubai walked forward quickly, holding a long sword in his hand to block in front of Song Yanxi, and met Zhuang Shihan's gaze without fear.
There was an indescribable determination on the young man's face.
Zhuang Shihan watched with such intensity that her teeth were almost broken.
If she had known that having a younger brother would be useful, she would not have stopped her grandparents from giving her father a concubine. Now she doesn't even have anyone to help.
But her father is still strong and healthy. If he takes in a few concubines and has some younger brothers and sisters, they will be able to help her run errands in a few years.
Just as she was thinking, Zhuang Shihan felt a chill on her back. She turned her head suddenly and met Dehai's fake smiling face.
Her expression suddenly changed, and her pretty face turned pale as she said, "Eunuch De."
De Hai nodded, looked past her at the last two assassins who were still resisting stubbornly, and shouted loudly: "Your Highness, remember to leave them alive."
Upon hearing this, the two killers looked at each other and immediately bit open the poison that had been hidden in their mouths.
An Yi and An San rushed forward to remove the jaw, but it was too late.
In just a few breaths, the two men vomited black blood, convulsed all over, and died.
Song Yanxi watched from the side, unable to hide her shock.
But it's a powerful poison that can take a person's life in the blink of an eye.
Dehai walked forward with a dark face, kicked the corpse hard, and spat, "You blind thing, you dared to assassinate His Royal Highness Prince Jin at the foot of the Imperial City? You are truly very bold."
He raised his hand, summoned a eunuch, and ordered, "Hurry up and ask Mr. Qiu from the Dali Temple to come."
Zhuang Shihan covered her nose with a handkerchief and said with disgust, "The person is dead, why not just take the body back? Why bother with all this?"
Dehai glanced at her and sneered, "My princess, you don't know that whether the case is handled by the Dali Temple or handed over to the local government, no one is allowed to move before they arrive."
"Anyone?" Zhuang Shihan's eyes, visible from outside the handkerchief, widened as she said unhappily, "We're already at our doorstep. You can't just leave us here waiting for the Dali Temple to arrive."
"What are you talking about, Princess? When we say 'Don't move without permission', we're referring to these." Dehai smiled and pointed to the ground.
Following the direction of his finger, Zhuang Shihan saw the bloody mess and immediately turned her head and vomited.
Dehai was waiting by the side, and after she had vomited everything, he considerately handed her a handkerchief.
Zhuang Shihan had just accepted it and thanked him when he said with a half-smile, "The journey back to the capital was bumpy, and the princess must have suffered greatly."
You knew she was suffering, but you turned a blind eye all the way?
The four children were like hungry wolves. Every time food was delivered to the carriage, it was divided up by them before she could even touch it.
Especially that dead kid Li Zhuang, she at least provided him with a few meals, good food and drinks. How could she have treated him badly?
All day long, he looked at her as if she were an enemy.
What a worthless life he had. He should have died with his mother.
Zhuang Shihan took the water bottle handed to her by Dehai and drank a few sips of water. When she turned around and was about to get on the carriage, she heard him remind her, "Princess, be careful with your steps. You might fall."
What a joke! How could she fall down while walking?
Zhuang Shihan quickly got into the carriage, muttering, "A weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken must have bad intentions."
Noticing the pair of eyes in the corner, she became even more annoyed and warned fiercely: "What are you looking at? If you look again, I will dig out your eyes."
Li Zhuang pursed his lips and held tightly in both hands the purse left by her mother.
Liu Goudan on the opposite side rolled his eyes and stared at the purse in his hand, and reached out to grab it while he was not paying attention.
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