Of course, they only pick up those that are half-dead. If they really encounter a tough one, they will run away faster than anyone else.
Yuwen Huai fought with the ghost-faced killers for a long time and finally killed the last one beside him. Suddenly, three small figures came running over, followed by a long group of ghost-faced killers with bruised faces and noses.
Yuwen Huai: “……!!”
Wei Ting caught three little ones who were picking up loose ends and attracting a lot of hatred, and moved them, the female relatives and civil officials to a side hall.
The last assassin in the hall was also controlled. Yuwen Xi wanted to capture him alive. Seeing that the other party was about to bite the poison sac in his mouth, Yuwen Huai hurriedly said, "Cut his jaw!"
But it was too late, the venom sac was bitten open, and the opponent fell straight to the ground.
"Damn it!" Yu Wenxi kicked him angrily.
“Your Highness, Your Highness!” A general of the Western Jin Dynasty squatted down, touched the unconscious ghost-faced killers on the ground, and said in a daze, “It seems… there are survivors.”
This group of people were too ruthless. In order to minimize the casualties in the palace, Yuwen Huai and his group had to use all their strength to kill anyone they saw, which made it difficult to leave anyone alive.
"No, there is more than one survivor." The general said in amazement.
Yuwen Huai and Yuwen Lin were also a little surprised. Who did it? Who left so many of them alive?
The three little ones, who had hidden their achievements and fame, were made to sit in a row on small stools.
Wei Ting said seriously: "Stay still, do you hear me?"
The Emperor of Western Jin was a brave and fearless monarch. Although the palace was fraught with danger, he never fled in panic. He sat firmly on the dragon throne, with the majesty and coldness of an emperor in his eyes.
Yuwen Huai bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty, the rebels have been killed, and the other five are still alive and unconscious."
The Western Jin emperor said sternly: "Take him to prison and interrogate him strictly."
Yuwen Huai responded: "Yes!"
The palace door was opened, and the guards rushed in and began to quickly clear the scene.
The Western Jin Emperor looked at the old marquis: "Marquis Su, are you all right?"
The old marquis cupped his hands and said, "It's all right with us."
The Western Jin emperor sighed, "I'm sorry that you were frightened today. It's my fault for not making good arrangements. I'm very ashamed."
The banquet could not go on, and the emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty arranged for the imperial guards to escort the old marquis and others back to the Xidu Posthouse. Su Xiaoxiao and Wei Ting stayed behind to help the imperial doctors of the Western Jin Dynasty treat the wounded in the hall.
Several royal heirs were also injured, among which the third prince Yuwen Lin suffered the most serious wound and required stitches.
Among the brothers, he rushed the hardest and cried the most miserably. Su Xiaoxiao cleaned his wounds. He sat beside the dragon throne, hugging the legs of the Western Jin Emperor and crying, "Father, it hurts so much..."
Yuwen Huai's right arm was cut by a hidden weapon, leaving a inch-long cut. Chu Yuanpan came over with a medicine box to treat his injury.
He glanced at Yu Wenxi who was comforting the little princess not far away, and said to Chu Yuanpan: "The princess is also injured."
Judge Chu was stunned. Did this mean that he should go and treat the princess's injuries first?
Yu Wenxi held her daughter in her arms, stroking her cheek with her left arm, while her right arm hung stiffly at her side, dripping with blood.
Judge Chu came to her side and said softly, "Your Highness, I would like to take a look at your injuries."
The little princess raised her head from her arms and looked at her with great concern: "Mother, are you hurt?"
Yu Wenxi said: "It's okay, you go back to the side hall and wait, Moye will be here soon."
It was also a mistake today that I didn't bring Moye into the palace.
Fortunately, Qin Su protected her, otherwise Xin'er's life would be in danger.
After Chu Yuanpan treated Yuwen Xi's injuries, he came over to treat Yuwen Huai. When he lifted up Yuwen Huai's sleeves, he found that not only was his arm scratched by a hidden weapon, but his shoulder blade was also cut.
"Your Highness, please be patient." Chu Yuanpan said.
Yuwen Huai hummed lightly.
The hall was filled with Yuwen Lin's screams. Yuwen Huai was a little annoyed and asked Chu Yuanpan to treat his injuries quickly while he went outside to get some fresh air.
Yuwen Xi stood alone at the railing.
Yu Wenhuai frowned and looked at her back, hesitated for a moment, and finally walked over: "Why don't you stay inside?"
Yuwen Xi said calmly: "Yuwen Lin is very noisy."
In her early years, the empress followed the Western Jin emperor in his campaigns, which damaged her health and made her unable to have children. Yuwen Huai and Yuwen Xi were the children of Concubine De and Concubine Shu respectively. However, the Western Jin emperor issued an order that all princes and princesses should be raised by the empress before the age of twelve. Therefore, strictly speaking, they grew up in the same palace.
She had sincerely called him brother, and he had secretly vowed to take care of his sister for the rest of his life.
It’s a pity that there is only one throne, and they fell into the vortex of power without knowing when.
Not only them, but also the third, fourth, fifth... and even the sixth and seventh brothers who are about to become adults, may not be able to escape the fate of competing for the throne in the future.
The royal family has endowed them with an incomparable status and also given them extraordinary ambitions.
"Give."
Yuwen Huai suddenly reached out and handed her something.
"What?" Yu Wenxi asked.
"Sweet dates."
Yuwen Huai said.
Yuwen Xi showed a very strong side when she was a child. She always climbed up the roof and pulled the tiles together with the boys. When she was hurt, she didn't dare to tell the Emperor and Empress of Western Jin, and she just hid in the house and wiped her tears alone.
Yuwen Huai always came with medicine and sweet dates.
Yuwenxi took the sweet dates.
They had fought for too long, contended for too long, and even got beaten to a pulp, and finally had a brief respite and peace.
Perhaps after tonight, they would become mortal enemies again, but at least for this moment, they were brother and sister.
"Father, my Lord—Father—"
Yuwen Lin hugged the thigh of the Western Jin Emperor, crying and snotting, and his dragon robe was all soiled.
Su Xiaoxiao said expressionlessly, "Third Prince, I haven't stitched you up yet."
Yuwen Lin was so scared that he burst into tears: "I still need stitches? Ahhh! I don't want it - Father, save me -"
The Emperor of Western Jin's temples were throbbing, and he wished he could kick this shameful son away.
Feng Xiaoran has been arrested.
He didn't care what others did. He looked at Zhuge Qing who was sitting calmly in a wheelchair in the chaos and really didn't understand why he had failed miserably again.
It was obvious that he was Wei Qing, but no one believed it.
It was obvious that the group of ghost-faced dancers suddenly turned into killers for some reason and killed crazily in the hall, but they failed to kill Zhuge Qing.
Feng Xiaoran was taken away.
After treating the injuries of several royal heirs, the Emperor of Western Jin called them to a side hall, mainly to talk about the assassination tonight.
Yuwen Lin glanced at Yuwen Xi and whispered, "Feng Xiaoran is my second sister's man."
If it were a few days ago, even if Yuwen Xi talked his mouth off, he would not be able to clear himself of suspicion. However, not long ago, Yuwen Xi had just fallen out with Feng Xiaoran. Others might not know about it, but the Emperor of Western Jin knew it very well.
The Emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty asked a few routine questions and then let them go back.
When passing by the corridor, Yuwen Xi saw Zhuge Qing sitting in a wheelchair.
Thinking of what happened tonight, Yu Wenxi walked over and asked, "Did you calculate it early in the morning?"
Zhuge Qing smiled faintly: "What did you calculate?"
Yu Wenxi asked: "Did you expect Feng Xiaoran to take action tonight?"
Although the assassination tonight seemed fierce, it actually did not cause a large number of casualties, especially the women and children who were well protected and most of them were only a little frightened.
If you think about it carefully, most of the people attending the banquet tonight are military generals, so it's no wonder that the situation can be stabilized quickly.
Yuwen Xi recalled, "That day, my father called Feng Xiaoran over and asked him to hand over the Ganoderma lucidum. You suddenly mentioned that he had used poisonous herbs to frame you, and forced me to choose between him and Qin Su. I thought you just wanted to give him a crime so that he would have to make amends. But then I thought, if he is not guilty, wouldn't my father force him to hand over the Ganoderma lucidum? Your purpose was actually to force me to break up with Feng Xiaoran in front of my father, so that he can't blame me for any actions in the future.
The portrait...was given to Feng Xiaoran by you, right? Feng Xiaoran thought he had something on you and couldn't wait to deal with you. Those assassins were also your men."
Others take one step and look three steps ahead, but Zhuge Qing takes one step and looks ten or even a hundred steps ahead.
Yuwen Xi suddenly realized that Zhuge Qing had never really dealt with her. If he really wanted to kill her with such means and schemes, she would have been powerless to turn things around.
During his three years in the Western Jin Dynasty, by Yuwen Huai's side and under the command of his father, the emperor, he always did only one thing - balance.
Yuwen Xi looked at him steadily: "Zhuge Qing, it's not shameful to lose to you."
Zhuge Qing looked at her leaving back and said, "Your Highness, the assassin is not mine."
Yuwen Xi was stunned.
…
The Chongming Hall was brightly lit all night long.
As dawn approached, the emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty called Zhuge Qing, who had been waiting in a side hall all night, to the imperial study.
The Western Jin Emperor looked at Zhuge Qing and said, "You are indeed much better now. You couldn't have endured it before."
Zhuge Qing said softly: "Qin Su is an excellent doctor."
The Western Jin Emperor asked, "I heard that we are still short of two more herbs. What are your plans next?"
Zhuge Qing said bluntly: "Qing, I want to go find medicine together."
"With Qin Suweiting?"
"yes."
The Western Jin Emperor said calmly, "That's right. You only have half a year to live. If you wait until you find the medicine and then go to the Great Zhou to look for Qin Su, it may be too late. And I can't keep her in the Western Jin forever. You know, I want to keep you here."
Zhuge Qing said: "I am very lucky to be valued by your majesty."
The Western Jin Emperor looked into the distance and said, "When I saw you before, I always felt that something was missing from you. I finally realized in the past few days that your heart was dead before, like a living dead. After that boy came, you came back to life."
Zhuge Qing didn't say anything.
The Western Jin Emperor did not specify who the boy was. He said with a complicated expression: "You are someone that even I cannot bring myself to kill. Go away."
He and his father-in-law walked forward holding a large brocade box and handed the box to Zhuge Qing.
Zhuge Qing took the brocade box and left Chongming Hall.
He opened the brocade box, and inside was the medicinal herb he needed - jade coral.
In addition, there is a yellowed booklet.
It was a military book written by Wu'an Jun himself and presented as tribute to the Western Jin Dynasty by Northern Yan.
Zhuge Qing stroked his grandfather's relics and felt a sudden pain in his throat. He turned his wheelchair and bowed to the gray-haired, lonely Western Jin emperor who had long disappeared from the Chongming Hall.
"gentlemen!"
Meiji came running over quickly.
Last night, her master didn't allow her to follow the assassin, and she was so anxious that she couldn't wait to go into the palace at daybreak.
"Are you okay sir? I heard there was an assassination last night!"
"I'm fine." Zhuge Qing smiled slightly.
Mei Ji didn't notice the military book, her eyes were full of the jade coral in the box: "We got the jade coral? Can we leave the Western Jin Dynasty now?"
"Yes, we can leave Xijin now."
Zhuge Qing looked towards the direction of Da Zhou.
Xiyue, daddy is back.
I updated 7,000 words today. I worked really hard to let Xiyue see her father as soon as possible.
(End of this chapter)