Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1897

The sharp arrow pierced Chong Biao's forehead.

The figure who had been a powerful figure in Lingzhou for decades suddenly stiffened and staggered two steps in his gold-threaded black boots.

He reached up to the air with his calloused hands in vain and fell heavily to his knees, his eyes wide open, his gold-plated canine teeth still stained with half of the cruel words he hadn't said yet.

The poisoned lancet fell to the ground.

The dust raised by Chong Biao's fall had not yet settled, but the guard leader's Mo Dao had already been placed on the neck of the fourth son of Zheng.

At the teahouse window opposite, the black-clad archer Tang Xinghe slowly retracted his bow.

His eyes were stern and he suddenly pulled out a black feather arrow from his quiver.

The moment the bowstring vibrated, the arrow flew out of the air, drawing a sharp arc in the air.

The arrow flew through the half-closed window opposite like a living thing, brushed past Cen Che's nose with a sharp whistle, and "clanged" into the cypress wall behind him, the tail of the arrow still trembling.

Cen Che's pupils suddenly shrank and a bead of blood oozed from the tip of his nose.

He was shocked.

Cen Ji was also shocked and broke out in a cold sweat, "Who did you offend?"

Cen Che was still trembling, "I have always been a kind person, how could I offend anyone?" He suddenly became angry, "Is it you! Who else wants to kill me besides you?"

Cen Ji: “!!!”

Cen Che felt that this must be the case, and glared at him, "One moment, you asked me to help you, and the next moment you wanted to kill me. Well, Cen Ji, do you think that if you kill me, you can sit on the throne smoothly?"

Cen Ji was too tired to talk, but he couldn't help but say, "Pig brain!"

If it weren't for the gold mine, he wouldn't bother to win over this idiot.

Cen Ji stood up and pushed open the carved wooden window, letting cold wind pour into the tea room.

A young man in black was standing by the window opposite. In the backlight, only his silhouette could be seen holding a bow in one hand.

He was clearly born with a good appearance that came from a life of luxury—his sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, his eyes were full of stars and the moon. But the murderous aura that lingered around him was like a Shura crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Cen Che also saw Tang Xinghe.

Tang Xinghe's gaze fell directly on Cen Che's face, causing the latter to feel an inexplicable chill on his back.

The bowstring was still trembling, and their eyes met.

This was their second meeting.

The first time we met was at Enyi Inn.

At that time, Cen Che felt that the boy had an inexplicable hostility towards him.

This time it's even worse.

Cen Ji asked, "Do you know him?"

Cen Che felt aggrieved, "Not really acquaintance. He is the princess's cousin and also her personal guard." After a pause, he continued, "I didn't offend him, why is he treating me like this?"

Cen Ji looked at his brother, feeling a little annoyed, "Is it possible that he also likes your Red Magpie girl?"

Cen Che closed the window and sat down, still in shock, "No, I can't?"

He said "no", but he felt that it was very likely that Cen Ji told the truth.

He recalled that when they first met, they were discussing the disappearance of Hong Que. He had even tried to curry favor with the princess...

On the other side, Tang Xinghe walked down the teahouse with his bow drawn, and ordered the golden-armored guards, "There are still two missing in the teahouse across the street. Go and catch them!"

The golden armored guards received the order and took Cen Ji and Cen Che to the prison. No one paid any attention to Cen Che even though he shouted that he was the son of the Xie family and was familiar with the princess.

The two princes of Liang State did not stay in their own country, but had to come to Beiyi to be imprisoned.