The scene was in chaos. The women were horrified and huddled together on the chairs, while the ministers hid behind the guards.
Hua Ningxue was hugged by her mother, but her eyes were fixed on Shen Yunxiao.
In the blink of an eye, the guards standing nearby suddenly drew their swords against the ministers in front of them, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.
All the civil and military officials are gathered here today. If blood is spilled on the spot, Shen Yunxiao's reputation as a bloodthirsty and brutal person will be deepened in the hearts of the people.
However, every guard who drew his sword was suddenly killed by the guards around him. Suddenly, the whole palace was filled with a strong smell of blood. No one could understand why these guards would kill each other.
The assassin took advantage of the chaos to break through numerous obstacles and headed straight for Shen Yunxiao, with a gleam of success in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, Lu Jinyue, who was in Shen Yunxiao's arms, suddenly stood up, with both hands spread out, blocking Shen Yunxiao's way. The assassin's eyes flashed with astonishment, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but it was too late.
With a "swish", the sound of a sharp sword piercing into flesh was heard.
Lu Jinyue trembled all over and a mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
Large pools of blood spread out, and the originally light pink dress was dyed bright red by the blood.
Hua Wuyang immediately threw the wine glass in his hand, hitting him in the face. At the same time, he pointed his toes and flipped over in the air. When he landed, he had a sharp sword in his hand.
The assassin tried to block with his hand, but his vision blurred and he saw a sharp sword across his neck.
He lost.
The loss was a foregone conclusion.
"Lu Mingchuan?" Hua Wuyang pulled off his mask and cried out in surprise.
"Since I'm defeated, you can kill me or chop me up as you please, but can you please let my sister go?" From the moment he disguised himself as a guard and sneaked in, he never thought about getting out alive.
"A defeated general, are you worthy enough to negotiate terms with me?" Shen Yunxiao slapped out with his palm, knocking the man three meters away.
Lu Mingchuan fell heavily to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Brother, brother? Why, why are you here?" The sharp sword pierced her chest, and the pain in her bones made her unable to speak.
Her whole body went limp and she fell into Shen Yunxiao's arms.
"Sister! Does it hurt? I'm sorry, it's my fault. I didn't have time to retract the sword. Why did you..." He was so nervous just now that he didn't notice that the person in the tyrant's arms was his own sister. He attacked quickly and fiercely, wishing he could stab the tyrant through.
After such an incident, the ministers and their families were separated and taken to a side hall to await interrogation. They would probably not be released until dawn.
Lu Jinyue was about to succeed, but unexpectedly Cheng Yaojin appeared out of nowhere!
"Lu Jinyue, do you dare to say that you didn't want to conspire with him to kill me?" Shen Yunxiao looked directly at her with his cold eyes, trying to see a trace of despair on her face.
"I didn't. I swear to heaven that I only love the emperor in this life." Lu Jinyue confessed to Shen Yunxiao with her last breath. After she finished speaking, she tilted her head and fainted in Shen Yunxiao's arms.
"Sister!" Lu Mingchuan roared in despair. Was he going to die here with his sister?
"Let's put him in jail first. You've worked hard tonight." Shen Yunxiao picked up Lu Jinyue and turned to leave.
Eunuch Ma went to invite the imperial physician to treat Lu Jinyue's injuries, while Shen Yunxiao stood alone by the window, watching the snowflakes falling outside, deep in thought.
Anyone who knew about his poisoning has gone to hell. How did Lu Jinyue know about it?
Although he was absolutely sure that he could dodge the sword that Lu Mingchuan had just thrust at him, he never expected that this woman would take the initiative to block the sword for him.
If an ordinary woman in seclusion saw an assassin rushing out with a sword in hand, she would probably faint from fright, right?
Could it be that this brother and sister had colluded with each other?
Before he could figure it out, Lu Jinyue's painful groan brought him back to his senses.
"Miss Lu, bear with it, I'm about to draw my sword," Baozhen said softly, her eyes red.
Lu Jinyue was confused and felt drowsy.
The moment the sword was pulled out, Lu Jinyue groaned in pain and fainted again.
"If she dies, I want the entire Imperial Hospital to be buried with her!" Shen Yunxiao's voice sounded coldly.
Seeing so much blood flowing out, he felt inexplicably irritated.
It was a feeling that he couldn't control, a feeling of panic from the bottom of his heart.
The imperial physician was already old, and his hands were shaking badly after being frightened like this.
Shen Yunxiao couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he pushed him aside and started doing it himself.
Baozhen knelt on the side and didn't dare to breathe.
On New Year's Eve, the entire palace was filled with the smell of blood.
By the time Shen Yunxiao finished applying medicine and bandaging Lu Jinyue's wound, it was already midnight and he was sweating all over.
Lu Jinyue had fallen asleep peacefully, leaving Baozhen to look after Lu Jinyue while he left the palace covered in snow.
There were many prisoners imprisoned in the dark and damp prison. At this moment, they were all lying on the straw and sleeping. Shen Yunxiao frowned in disgust as soon as he entered here.
The smell of blood mixed with feces, urine and foot odor penetrated his nose domineeringly, and he couldn't help but cough dryly.
"Yun Xiao? Why are you here?" Hua Wuyang turned around and saw his good brother standing on the steps and reluctant to move.
"Let me see, has Lu Mingchuan confessed?" Shen Yunxiao turned his head and took a deep breath, finally making up his mind and walked down step by step.
The drooping prisoner tied to the cross was Lu Mingchuan, who had just failed in his assassination attempt.
In just a few hours, he became sloppy.
There was a big word "Prisoner" in the middle of the messy gray and white clothes. His hands were burned by the shackles, and his wrists were rubbed with blood marks.
Shen Yunxiao lifted up his coat and sat down on the chair, a hint of gloom flashing across his cold eyes.
"Are you still not going to tell me? The Dali Temple has plenty of interrogation methods. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try." Shen Yunxiao's eyes were serious.
"So what if it is, so what if it isn't? Now that I've fallen into the hands of you, the tyrant, you can kill me or chop me up as you please!" Lu Mingchuan gave up on himself and didn't want to say another word.
Seeing him like this, Shen Yunxiao knew that he would not be able to get anything out of him tonight.
He is indeed a reckless man who does things without thinking. It's a shame that he is a scholar.
"You are clearly a scholar with a deep knowledge of poetry and literature, yet you are willing to be sent to assassinate me. I am surrounded by many experts. Do you think you can kill me alone? How about you tell me who is behind this, and I will let you go?"
Shen Yunxiao's conditions are really tempting.
How could someone escape alive after a failed assassination attempt? Isn't that ridiculous?
"Chen Yunxiao, you are a despicable villain! Our Lu family has long left this dangerous place, why do you still want to kill us?" I don't know what sentence irritated Lu Mingchuan, he suddenly burst into cursing.
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