Maybe even Ying Yuan didn't realize it.
Just a line of poetry that she suddenly remembered had such a huge impact on Zhao Feiyan.
At this moment, she was full of affection for him.
"Although it's only one line of poetry, Feiyan will remember it in her heart. Thank you, sir..."
She had a feeling that perhaps she would be passed down to future generations because of that poem.
Ying Yuan smiled and shook his head, indicating that she didn't need to thank him.
Just as he was about to say something, he saw four or five figures rushing out from the private room opposite.
Each of them held a weapon.
Extremely fast.
In the blink of an eye, he was about to touch Ying Yuan.
"Death, tyrant king!"
A man roared.
He shot the arrow in his sleeve at Ying Yuan.
Zhao Gao was shocked and immediately tried to stand in front of him.
But the arrow came too fast.
In an instant.
Everyone in Zuixianju was frightened by the noise and screamed.
Zhao Feiyan looked in the direction where Ying Yuan was standing, her eyes filled with worry.
This moment was so fast that thousands of thoughts flashed through my mind.
He did not hear clearly what the person who assassinated him said.
Bang--
A magical scene happened.
The arrow actually broke when it was within three feet of Ying Yuan!
Afterwards, everyone saw that there seemed to be a golden dragon circling around him.
It's spectacular.
"Protect His Majesty!"
"There's an assassin, protect His Majesty!"
“…”
Before the guests in Zuixianju could feel surprised and shocked by the golden dragon surrounding Ying Yuan.
Suddenly, many palace guards in plain clothes and armed with swords rushed in from all directions.
And those assassins, including Nie Yinniang and Jing Ke, were surrounded by them.
For a moment, the girls and guests in the building seemed a little panicked.
At this time, no matter how stupid they are, they can understand.
The person standing on the second floor and uttering that poem is the current emperor!
When he thought of what he had just said to the emperor, his legs went weak and he fell to his knees.
What's worse, some people even fainted.
At this moment, even Zhao Feiyan was confused.
The person who said that poem was actually His Majesty the Emperor?
Thirty-six Palaces Autumn Night Long...
No wonder he dared to use such a sentence to describe himself.
Thinking of this, Zhao Feiyan felt a little flustered and quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowed.
At this moment, she is still alive.
Moreover, the imperial palace of the Qin Dynasty had thirty-six palaces.
Therefore, using such words to describe her would easily offend the royal family.
"I am late in rescuing you, Your Majesty, and I hope you will forgive me!"
"Your Majesty, please forgive me for being late in rescuing you!"
"Your Majesty, please forgive me!"
“…”
Zhao Yun, who had been hiding in the dark, stood in front of the stage on the first floor with a shiny silver spear in his hand and knelt on one knee towards Ying Yuan who was standing safely on the second floor.
Then, the guards who came to protect Ying Yuan all knelt down.
The momentum seems to be able to expand the world.
If the artifact hadn't said so, suicide is not allowed.
Otherwise, Ying Yuan, who heard these voices at this moment, really wanted to bang his head against the wall and die.
Assassination!
This is what I have always dreamed of.
Why, why did you show up?
Didn’t I say before leaving the palace that only Zhao Gao could accompany me?
And that arrow, could it be a little stronger?
At the very least, you have to break my true dragon energy, right?
After all, after breaking through the true dragon energy, there is still the Holy King Body that is better than a divine weapon!
I'm afraid only God knows how excited Ying Yuan was when he saw the flying arrow.
But now, nothing is left.
The arrows broke into pieces.
Is this damn true dragon energy so strong?
"Long live your majesty!"
"Long live your majesty!"
“…”
The people in Zuixianju also knelt down and kowtowed.
They never dreamed that His Majesty the Emperor would come to such a place.
If they had known it was the emperor, even if they had a hundred times the courage, they would not have dared to speak to the emperor like that.
Not to mention Xianyang, even the entire Qin Dynasty belongs to His Majesty the Emperor.
All the people are his people.
"My foolish lord, I never imagined that you would be protected by the aura of a true dragon!"
The leading assassin Jing Ke was furious.
At this time, they were surrounded by Zhao Yun's troops.
Ying Yuan looked at them and found that there was a woman among the assassins.
It looks very beautiful.
There is a bit of heroic spirit.
However, compared to Daji, she is still a little weaker.
The main advantage is its special temperament.
Female killer, tsk tsk.
This reminded Ying Yuan of a game he played in his previous life.
role play?
"Why do you want to kill me?"
Ying Yuan stood with his hands behind his back and questioned.
At this moment, intentionally or unintentionally, the aura of the Holy King was revealed.
She has a mysterious temperament, and seems to have a magic that makes people want to kneel down involuntarily.
In short, even Jing Ke did not dare to look into Ying Yuan's eyes when facing him with such temperament.
He really couldn't understand why a tyrant could be protected by the aura of a real dragon?
According to legend, only a wise ruler of the time can possess such a thing.
In other words, true dragon energy can only be possessed by a human king recognized by heaven and earth.
"You tyrant ruler, everyone deserves to kill you! If it weren't for you, the Great Qin wouldn't have been invaded to this extent!"
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