Song Yan...
He did not disguise himself, nor did he appear as a so-called assassin. Instead, he was dressed in a black robe, his black hair was not tied up in a crown, and a few strands of hair on his forehead were blown by the wind. His handsome face was particularly eye-catching in the dark night.
He exudes an air of elegance, but his dark eyes conceal a dangerous aura.
Xie Shizhu had never been afraid of anyone, but when Song Yan glanced at her, her heart beat faster and she broke out in cold sweat.
Song Ye fell to the ground because of her weak legs. She quickly steadied herself and saw Song Yan not far away. She said in surprise, "Emperor..."
As soon as she opened her mouth, she realized that she couldn't reveal Song Yan's identity at this time, so she immediately changed her words and said, "Brother, you are here."
However, Song Ye felt that Song Yan was as gentle as jade, but he was also sick and had no martial arts skills, so he could not save them even if he came.
Thinking of this, Song Ye's expression returned to its previous worried look.
But she never expected that the next scene would overturn Song Ye's cognition of sixteen years.
Song Yan was not only skilled in martial arts, but also very skilled. Those people didn't even have the chance to get close to him. He drew and struck his sword very quickly, and each time he accurately knocked down the oncoming people.
The wind blew the man's hair, making him look more extraordinary and ethereal.
Song Ye was stunned, with his mouth wide open, watching Song Yan defeat these people like the King of Hell.
He seemed to have given these people a chance to survive and did not hit their vital points.
During this time, Song Yan glanced at the woman hiding in the darkness, and he deliberately made himself look less cruel.
Ever since Xie Shizhu asked her why she didn't stay vigil, he knew that Xie Shizhu was hiding something from him.
So he pretended to fall asleep first, let her go first, and then followed her quietly.
Although he was very angry that Xie Shizhu left the palace without permission, he regretted not showing up earlier when he saw that she was in dire straits.
After Song Yan lost consciousness for a few seconds, the man in black who had fallen to the ground got up, picked up the sword with red eyes and stabbed him.
Song Yan reacted quickly and dodged nimbly, but the handkerchief he had placed on his collar accidentally fell and was then blown into the air by the night wind.
At this time, the man in black saw him dodge and raised his sword to slash at the handkerchief that was in his way.
There was only a slight "ripping" sound, and the handkerchief was torn in two.
In an instant, Song Yan's expression changed from calm to sinister.
A pair of black eyes were filled with gloom, and the corners of the eyes were stained red, with an extremely terrifying and sinister look.
The handkerchief that was pierced in two by the sword, and the mandarin ducks embroidered with gold thread on it were also separated.
A gust of wind blew, and the handkerchiefs flew in different directions.
Immediately afterwards, Song Ye saw his always gentle brother, the emperor, chop off the head of the man in black with his own sword.
The scene was so bloody that Song Ye trembled and screamed.
Xie Shizhu's breathing stagnated, and she quickly raised her hands to cover Song Ye's eyes.
Even though her hands were shaking, she subconsciously protected Song Ye.
More than ten minutes later, Xie Shizhu saw a pool of blood on the ground, and Song Yan squatted down to pick up the half-remaining handkerchief. He did not mind the blood stain, but held it tightly in his palm and put it back into his collar.
Xie Shizhu was a little surprised. Did Song Yan lose his mind just because of the handkerchief he embroidered for him?
She felt something strange in her heart.
Soon, the imperial guards from the palace arrived, and they also gasped when they saw this scene.
But no one thought that the scene was caused by Song Yan, but they all knelt down to atone for being late in protecting the emperor.
There was a slight light in the dark night at this moment.
Song Yan's profile was half-lit and half-dark in the light, making it difficult to see his expression, but his tone was still as gentle as jade as usual: "Take Princess Song Ye back to the palace. She left the palace without permission and is under house arrest for a month."
"yes."
Song Ye was taken away by several guards. Her shoulders were still shaking before she got into the sedan chair, but they had eased a little.
She swallowed and thought to herself, my royal brother is so fierce. He doesn't look like a cruel person at all.
It seems that I have to be more careful in the future and not act recklessly in front of my royal brother.
When Xie Shizhu saw Song Ye also got into the sedan chair, she hurriedly followed behind.
Before she even stepped into the sedan, the man's slender arm grabbed her waist and stopped her.
Xie Shizhu: “…”
With just a slight breath, she could smell the faint medicinal fragrance on Song Yan, mixed with the rusty smell of blood, which was a bit weird.
Xie Shizhu gave a stiff smile, turned to look at Song Yan, and said with a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, shouldn't you be attending the morning court at this time?"
Song Yan smiled, but his eyes showed no emotion. "No need to go to court today."
Xie Shizhu looked up at his face, which was angular and slightly pale.
The sedan chair and the guards disappeared in the night, leaving only the two of them here.
It is already late autumn and the wind is particularly cold.
However, Xie Shizhu could not feel these, he only felt that Song Yan, who was smiling in front of him, was even colder.
Song Yan didn't say another word, but grabbed her wrist and pulled her straight to a nearby inn.
By the time we arrived, it was already daybreak.
The waiter was standing at the door to greet the guests. Seeing the two people, one wearing black and the other white robes and with outstanding looks, he was very pleased with them and immediately greeted them warmly.
"You two, are you here for a quick meal or to stay overnight?"
Song Yan took out some silver and placed it in the waiter's hand, saying softly, "Stay in the hotel."
After a while, the two of them entered a room.
Xie Shizhu had her back to Song Yan. When she heard the door close, her shoulders trembled. Without saying a word, she turned around, pulled off the token from her waist, and held it in front of Song Yan's sight with both hands.
She smiled flatteringly and said, "Well..."
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