The First Tyrant of Daxia

Outside the shield formation, that is, the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the shouting and killing continued, and more and more black-clad assassins rushed in.

They didn't think of getting out alive. As long as they could kill Concubine Xiao Shufei, they would be satisfied.

But all the shadow guards arrived and frightened the assassins so much that they could not advance even a single inch.

Old Feng gave up and flashed to Qin Yun's side. The moment he saw Concubine Xiao Shu covered in blood, a strong sense of self-blame emerged in his cloudy eyes.

"Your Majesty, I have sent someone to find the imperial physician."

"Let's get out of here first!"

Hearing this, Qin Yun didn't care about anything else. He picked up the emaciated Concubine Xiao Shu and rushed to the side hall.

More than twenty imperial guards still held up their shields, fearing that stray arrows would injure Qin Yun.

"Your Majesty...have all the assassins been caught?" Concubine Xiao Shufei shouted weakly. Her whole body was twitching and blood was dripping from her back.

"Well, he's been arrested. Now I'm taking you to see the imperial physician!"

Qin Yun's eyes were red, and he ran quickly while gritting his teeth and said, "Xiang'er, if I don't let you die, you must not die!"

"You haven't given birth to a son for me yet, you haven't seen me purge the powerful officials and sweep across the world, you haven't even established a queen, how can you die!"

In a daze, Concubine Xiao Shu saw the tears Qin Yun shed for her. A sad smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. This life was worth it.

She was on the verge of coma, and said weakly: "Your Majesty, I am from Jiangnan, we don't call your husband by his name there, can I call you Brother Yun?"

"Okay! Okay!" Qin Yun nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and it was hard to tell whether the water on his face was rain or tears.

"Brother Yun... Ever since I entered the palace, I have been thinking about how to be your wife, but you were unwilling to even look at me. Xiang'er was so sad. One day, I was by the Huaqing Pool and saw you in a dragon robe, with hundreds of officials prostrating themselves around you. I admired you so much in my heart."

"Ahem... a few days ago, you beat up three concubines because you rejected Concubine Wang for me. Do you know how happy I was?"

A gleam of light flashed in her gray pupils, as if she was full of longing and reminiscing.

"In these few days, to me, you are my husband, my elder brother, my father, and the Son of Heaven..."

"Xiang'er can't bear to leave you. I really can't bear to leave you."

"Xiang'er is so cold, I can hardly see Brother Yun..." Her eyelids were heavy and her breath was weak.

Qin Yun's nose felt sore and tears fell like rain!

He had never cried like this in his life.

He swore not to let Concubine Xiao Shufei die and to make her the happiest woman in the world.

"Brother Yun is holding you. You won't be cold if I hold you. Xiang'er, hold on. You are my only relative here!" Qin Yun choked with sobs, feeling extremely sad.

Concubine Xiao Shufei could no longer speak and gradually fainted.

Seeing that she could not hold on any longer, Old Feng no longer hesitated, grabbed Qin Yun and Concubine Xiao Shufei, and rushed into the side hall with a difficult move!

Three thousand imperial guards had also arrived and sealed off the entire Yangxin Palace, preventing even a mosquito from entering or leaving.

This rainy night seems extremely depressing!

Inside and outside the palace, there was martial law in three layers, as if a mutiny was imminent!

More than a dozen imperial doctors came in the heavy rain and were carried away by the imperial guards, fearing that they would be delayed for even a second!

The sounds of fighting gradually stopped.

Under the stranglehold of the Shadow Guards and the Imperial Guards, all the black-clad assassins had nowhere to hide and no chance to escape, and were all killed!

Blood was gushing out and the smell of blood could be smelled all over half of the palace.

The Jinwu Guards also arrived, led by Wang Ming, to protect the emperor.

However, they were refused entry. No one was allowed to enter or leave the entire side hall!

……

The heavy rain hit the eaves without stopping.

It was not until dawn that it finally stopped.

Qin Yun's clothes were stained with blood and his face was exhausted. He held Concubine Xiao Shufei's hand in front of the bed, his eyes dull, staring at her motionlessly.

Concubine Xiao Shufei's face was pale, her eyes were tightly closed, and only a faint breath was coming in, like a living dead.

Her wound was treated not long ago.

The rescue efforts of more than a dozen imperial doctors saved her a glimmer of hope. In addition, Old Feng did not hesitate to consume his internal energy and managed to control Concubine Xiao Shu's injuries.

But his life is hanging by a thread. He has to at least survive tonight to avoid being in danger.

At this moment, the old imperial doctors, whose average age was over 50, were all facing a serious enemy, concentrating on making medicine in a corner and discussing the patient's condition.

They knew very well that Concubine Xiao Shufei was too weak and it was possible that she would die soon.

Once something happens to Concubine Shu, His Majesty, who is extremely quiet, will definitely kill people at all costs.

"Your Majesty, you should take a rest first. I will keep watch over you. Nothing will happen to the Concubine Shu."

Feng Wandao couldn't bear to watch any longer, frowned, and reminded softly.

Qin Yun's face was stiff. He turned his head slowly, then put Concubine Xiao Shu's hand back on the quilt, stood up, moved his numb limbs a few times, then bent down and kissed her forehead.

His Adam's apple rolled and he asked hoarsely, "How's it going outside?"

Elder Feng said in a deep voice: "Thirty-seven assassins, all dead."

"No one was left alive?" Qin Yun frowned.

Old Feng shook his head: "Everyone has poison in his teeth. They are dead men."

"The doctor-in-chief Chang Hong sent people to seal off the palace and not let anyone in or out. Wang Ming from the Jinwu Guard also brought people to protect the emperor."

Qin Yun sneered, his eyes full of murderous intent: "Great, great, this Chang Hong has a good job. More than 30 assassins were able to sneak into my bedroom. He is really capable!"

Having said that, he walked out quickly.

Concubine Xiao Shufei was temporarily stable, and he was relieved to deal with the assassination case.

When he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and looked at all the imperial doctors and palace maids: "If there is any problem with the Concubine Shu, you can just jump into the well yourself."

"Also, if the news that Concubine Shu is not dead gets out, I will slaughter all ten of your clans!"

Everyone in the hall was horrified and knelt down to say yes.

Qin Yun walked away quickly.

After a night of panic and heavy rain, he felt dizzy and almost fell down. Fortunately, Old Man Feng and Eunuch Xi supported him.

The two advised Qin Yun to rest first. After all, the situation was stable and all the assassins had been killed, but Qin Yun did not listen.

There was a raging rage in his heart, which had been suppressed all night and had not yet erupted!

An assassination attempt in the palace, this is so fucking ironic, he almost lost the only person he loved, he must avenge this, no matter who is behind it!

After half a stick of incense.

It is in a pavilion next to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Qin Yun sat in the hall, with many ministers standing below him.

Wang Ming, the general of the Jinwu Guard, Chang Hong, the imperial doctor, Shaoqing of the Zongzheng Temple, Zuo Tang, the minister of the Ministry of Justice, etc.

Everyone was standing, except for the doctor Chang Hong who was kneeling.

His face was pale and he was sweating profusely. Although he was a big and strong man, he felt like crying but had no tears at the moment.

He was in charge of the security of the imperial palace, but such a big incident happened, the emperor and the imperial concubine were assassinated together. Even if all nine generations of the family were executed, it would not be excessive.

The atmosphere was dead silent and no one dared to speak or bring bad luck.

Chang Hong couldn't stand it anymore. He was going to die anyway, so he might as well admit his mistake. Maybe his death could keep his family safe.

He took off his badge and helmet and put his forehead on the ground.

He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Your Majesty, I am guilty of capital crime. Please grant me death!"

"boom!"

Qin Yun threw the inkstone and hit Chang Hong hard on the forehead.

With a red face and thick neck, he roared: "You bastard, how the hell did you let more than 30 assassins in?!"

"Death? What can your death bring back?"