The strongest nine thousand years old

"I'm warning you, don't do anything rash!" Wen Xuan said with his hands folded across his chest, looking alert.

Chen Dong curled his lips and said, "You're overthinking it. I'm keeping you here so that I can take care of His Majesty."

Wen Xuan was slightly startled, then he thought, Her Majesty is also a woman. She is indeed more convenient.

But Chen Dong's contemptuous tone made her very unhappy.

"Shameless bastard!" Wen Xuan cursed through gritted teeth.

Chen Dong walked towards Wen Xuan with a smile on his face. Wen Xuan suddenly panicked and quickly backed away, all the way to the corner.

Chen Dong leaned his hands against the wall and looked down at Wen Xuan, "Are you disappointed?"

Wen Xuan's cheeks flushed slightly, and she turned her head away from him. But her pounding heart betrayed her nervousness.

Chen Dong couldn't help but laugh when he saw her shy and uneasy look. "When your majesty wakes up, I will take you out of the palace."

Wen Xuan's face turned pale instantly, and he suddenly looked up at Chen Dong, his eyes full of grievance.

Chen Dong's heart seemed to be pulled. Seeing her sad and upset, he felt very uncomfortable.

"I will pay for you to open a clinic, and I will come to see you when I am not busy." Chen Dong scratched Wen Xuan's nose and said softly.

Wen Xuan lowered his head in embarrassment, "Who wants your money?"

Chen Dong lifted Wen Xuan's chin and kissed him hard.

Wen Xuan hooked his arms around Chen Dong's neck and indulged in his passionate kiss.

The inherent modesty of women and the stimulation of identity taboos constantly collided with Wen Xuan's rationality.

Chen Dong's loyalty, bravery, decisiveness and a hint of roguery were like a wire that pierced through her twenty years of conformist and unchanging life.

This subversion brought her a different kind of excitement and made her deeply fascinated.

It's like a cliché story about a good girl and a bad boy.

"Mmmm...don't touch me..." Wen Xuan angrily stopped Chen Dong's mischievous hands.

Chen Dong said with a smile: "I will let you fly to the sky."

Wen Xuan asked doubtfully: "Can you fly?"

Her eyes were so clear that Chen Dong couldn't help feeling ashamed of himself.

"Of course. After we leave the palace, I will teach you how to fly." Chen Dong said seriously.

Wen Xuan's face showed excitement and longing.

fly!

Who doesn’t yearn for it?

Suddenly, Chen Dong reached out and hugged Wen Xuan, pressing him on him.

Wen Xuan's face changed and he pushed Chen Dong away, "What are you doing..."

Chen Dong covered Wen Xuan's mouth with his hand and whispered "hush".

Wen Xuan saw that Chen Dong's face was not right, so she stopped struggling and showed a puzzled look. She wanted to ask, but her mouth was covered and she couldn't make a sound.

She patted Chen Dong's hand, indicating that she would be quiet.

Chen Dong loosened his hand and raised his index finger to his lips, signaling Wen Xuan not to speak.

He frowned and moved his ears. A subtle "puff" sound, mixed with a "whoosh" whistle that broke through the air, rang in Chen Dong's ears.

"puff"

A silver needle pierced through the window paper on the window frame and got fixed on the pillar.

Immediately afterwards, "Puff puff puff" sounds continued to be heard, and one silver needle after another, like bright silver lightning, pierced through the window paper and shot into the house.

Chen Dong's face turned cold and he pulled Wen Xuan to hide under the window.

"crash"

"crash"

One after another, masked men in black broke through the window and jumped into the house.

Chen Dong took out a dagger from his boots and stabbed the two masked men to death with two slashes.

The other masked men immediately surrounded Chen Dong.

However, there were still two masked men who rushed straight towards Yan Yunzheng.

"Get up quickly, someone wants to kill you!" Chen Dong shouted anxiously.

He swung his right arm and the dagger flew out like a flying knife, hitting a masked man in the back with a "puff".

The hot blood sprayed on Yan Yunzheng's face.

The other masked man had already raised his knife and slashed hard at Yan Yunzheng's neck.

"when"

A short knife blocked the masked man's knife. Yan Yunzheng suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the masked man majestically.

The masked man's face changed drastically and he subconsciously took a step back.

Yan Yunzheng sat up from the bed and said in a cold voice: "Who dares to kill me?"

The three surviving masked men looked at each other and pounced on Yan Yunzheng together.

Chen Dong's face suddenly changed, and he rushed towards the masked man while shouting "Protect the emperor, protect the emperor quickly."

Yan Yunzheng's face was frosty and he knocked the handle of his dagger on the bed.

The bed suddenly turned over, and Yan Yunzheng fell into the dark room that had been arranged in advance.

"Dang Dang Dang"

The three knives fell on the bed and only cut a layer of iron sheet.

The three knew something was wrong and wanted to escape, but Xiao Li and Yu Wenliang rushed in with their men.

"Catch the assassin!" Xiao Li shouted.

The three masked men knew they were no match for their opponent, so they bit the poison hidden in their mouths and fell to the ground and died.

Xiao Li walked forward and pulled off their face masks one by one. The three men's eyes were wide open, black blood was flowing from the corners of their mouths, and their breathing had stopped.

Judging from their appearance, they are all extremely ordinary people from Dayan.

"Death squad!" Xiao Li said in a deep voice.

Yu Wenliang's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, "There are only seven or eight families in Yanjing City that have the ability to raise assassins."

Chen Dong ordered: "Catch him!"

"Commander, brothers... we don't have enough manpower." Yan Shiba said bitterly.

Chen Dong's face changed, "How is that possible? There are more than 3,000 people!"

After the Yulin Army was merged into the Jinyiwei, the number of Jinyiwei was indeed not small, but Jinyiwei monitored the whole country, and there were 1,000 people scattered. Moreover, the Jinyiwei government office was attacked, and the gate of the palace was attacked twice.

Of the two thousand people, only about a hundred were left, with heavy casualties.

Chen Dong was silent, and slammed his fist on the table. "Those bastards deserve to die!"

Yuwen Liang opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

The Western Army he led also suffered heavy casualties while protecting the Jinyiwei government office, and the rest were called back by Yuwen Qing.

At this time, he was alone.

Xiao Li's situation was not much better, as only a few of the cavalrymen he brought were left.

Three brothers in need are faced with the dilemma of having no one to help them.

"Third brother, there are still those soldiers from the Beijing camp." Yu Wenliang finally spoke up to remind him.

Xiao Li frowned and said, "Those people can't be trusted."

Chen Dong sighed, "For now, we can only use them."

Chen Dong looked at Yan Shiba and said sternly, "Pass on my order. All soldiers in the Beijing camp will be immediately incorporated into the Jinyiwei. Those who hold official positions will be replaced."

"Everyone, immediately round up the traitors. Those who make contributions will be rewarded generously. Kill the mastermind of the rebellion and you will be promoted three levels!"

"Yes!" Yan Shiba bowed and retreated.

Kill the traitor and be rewarded for your merit!

Yuwen Liang looked around and didn't see Yan Yunzheng, and his brows suddenly jumped.

"Third brother, His Majesty..."

Xiao Li's expression also changed, "Your Majesty was murdered?"

Chen Dong comforted him, "Your Majesty is safe and sound, and you can attend the court early tomorrow."

"We must take advantage of this last night to catch those rebels in one fell swoop!" Chen Dong clenched his fists and said in a cold voice.

Yuwen Liang and Xiao Li looked at each other.

This third brother is ruthless and cruel, he is a man who will accomplish great things!