The Princess Kicks Down the Protagonists

Ziwei successfully blocked the fatal sword for the emperor.

The White Lotus leader saw that his attack missed and was about to strike again, but was interrupted by Yongheng who arrived.

Yongheng kicked the leader directly in the neck, and the little leader died on the spot.

The other White Lotus sect members were a little panicked when they saw their leader was kicked to death so easily.

"Ziwei!" Looking at Ziwei with a knife in her chest, her figure once again overlapped with Xia Yuhe, and the emperor panicked in an instant.

No longer caring about whether the princess was real or fake, he supported Ziwei and shouted, "Yongheng, Ling'an, clear the way! Save Ziwei!"

When Ziwei heard this, she finally forced a satisfied smile.

Knowing that the emperor was going to escape, the assassins also knew that this was their last chance, and they all put all their strength into rushing towards the emperor.

Even with Yongheng's joining, it would still be difficult for them to break out of the encirclement.

But Ziwei couldn't wait any longer. If she didn't rush out, she would die from excessive blood loss.

Just when everyone was trying their best to help the emperor break out.

A masked man wearing a conical hat, holding a flute in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, fell from the sky.

As soon as he landed, he started fighting with the White Lotus Sect members surrounding the emperor. His moves were fierce and the White Lotus Sect members were defeated. Together with Yongheng and Fu Ling'an, he forged a way to escape to the inn.

During a break in the fight, Yongheng asked, "Thank you for your help, knight. May I ask your name?"

The man did not answer: "I am just a passer-by who saw injustice. It is not worth leaving a name in the book."

Yongheng secretly sighed that this kind of chivalrous knight who roamed the world just had a free and easy air.

Seeing this, the emperor hurriedly asked two guards to carry Ziwei, and the group quickly walked towards the inn.

The emperor was walking in a hurry and did not notice that the man falling from the sky was getting closer and closer to him.

In the chaos, the man suddenly turned the sword and stabbed towards the emperor.

The emperor only felt a flash of cold light and subconsciously used his folding fan to block it, but because he was weak, the folding fan was knocked away.

The emperor watched the sword coming towards him and secretly hated himself for being careless.

Just as the emperor was waiting for the pain to come, there was a "clang" sound, metal collided, and Fu Lingan blocked the man with his sword.

"You!" The man was a little flustered, obviously not expecting Fu Ling'an to react so quickly.

But he soon realized that no matter how he did it, he had to leave if he failed to hit the target.

He made a prompt decision and used his Qinggong skills to fly away.

Fu Ling'an didn't want to let him go, so he followed him.

But those White Lotus Sect members seemed to have made an agreement and risked their lives to intercept Fu Lingan.

Fu Ling'an was entangled and could only watch the man escape into an alley.

Yongheng had never expected that the kindhearted hero who helped them was actually a member of the White Lotus Sect in disguise. He could not help but curse inwardly: "This White Lotus Sect is so insidious and cunning."

The emperor finally succeeded in entering the inn. Seeing that there was no chance of assassination, the White Lotus Sect members fled.

Fu Ling'an and others took advantage of the victory to pursue and seize the opportunity to strangle the evildoers of the White Lotus Sect. Perhaps they could capture them alive and find out where the White Lotus Sect's lair is.

The emperor survived the disaster, but Ziwei was in critical condition. Doctor Hu couldn't be found for a while, and Ziwei was already very weak.

Looking at Ziwei lying on the bed, Jingyan felt pain just looking at the knife wound.

In any case, if she hadn't blocked the knife, the emperor would be lying on the bed right now.

Thinking of this, Jingyan felt a little relieved.

The plot is the same. This time, Ziwei was stabbed next to her heart. If she had been stabbed a little bit, she would have been beyond saving.

But Jingyan knew that Ziwei would definitely be rescued, after all, she had the aura of the heroine.

But after this incident, will the emperor still grant Ziwei a special pardon?

Doctor Hu was finally dragged in by Yongqi, and Xiaoyanzi followed.

As soon as she came in, she threw herself on Ziwei and howled. Her wound was touched again and Ziwei's face was distorted with pain.

"Ziwei! Wuwuwu, how could this happen, Ziwei! You were stabbed, you were stabbed, I promised Jinsuo that I would take good care of you, and I actually let you get stabbed, I deserve to die."

"Ziwei, wuwuwu, Ziwei, someone come and save her! Oh my God, what should I do! Someone can save Ziwei!"

Doctor Hu was a little helpless when he was blocked.

Seeing Xiaoyanzi crying so sadly, he could only pat her gently and said, "Princess, please let this old minister take a look at Miss Ziwei."

Xiaoyanzi wiped away her tears and gave her seat to the imperial physician.

But after examination by Doctor Hu, he found that the knife was inserted very deep.

"Although the heart wasn't injured, it was very close to the heart. But if I want to save Miss Ziwei, I have to pull out the dagger first. I'm afraid Miss Ziwei won't make it."

When Xiaoyanzi heard this, she cried even louder, but there was no other way.

Xiaoyanzi suddenly remembered that they had Doctor Hu's Ma Fei San, and asked if it would work.

When Doctor Hu heard about this good medicine, he was delighted. "That's great! This will greatly increase the chances of success."

Xiaoyanzi asked Benjamin for medicine, but Benjamin shrugged helplessly: "I've already given you the medicine."

"Give it all to me? How could that be?" Xiaoyanzi was shocked.

"Didn't I tell you? I gave it all to you last time I rescued Duan Kui and his group of yamen runners."

Xiaoyanzi had distributed all the medicines to the group of yamen runners in the name of everyone's butt being equally valuable. Regardless of whether they were useful or not, Xiaoyanzi gave them all away.

"I didn't know that was all the medicine! How could there be so little? If you had told me that was all, I definitely wouldn't have given it all away!"

Seeing Xiaoyanzi start to shift the blame elsewhere, Jingyan pushed her away impatiently: "Stop arguing, if there is no problem, then there is no problem. You are a kind-hearted Bodhisattva, so don't disturb Doctor Hu from saving people."

Xiaoyanzi wanted to say something, but seeing the emperor's impatient look, she shut up.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have divided the medicine. Now there is no medicine to save Ziwei.

Looking at Xiaoyanzi mumbling beside him, Jingyan began to suspect that she was reborn and deliberately divided all the medicine to harm Ziwei.

However, Ma Fei San only plays an auxiliary role in relieving pain. Meihua Dianshe Dan is the most important life-saving drug. Now all the precious medicines are gone, and we can only rely on Ziwei to endure it.

"Miss Ziwei, I'm going to draw my sword."

"Wait a moment."

Even though Ziwei is in so much pain, she hasn't forgotten her ultimate goal.

"Your Majesty, can Ziwei call you daddy?"

It would be fine if this matter was not mentioned, because once it was mentioned, the emperor would be reminded of their treasonous behavior and deception.

Everything started because of this fatherhood. They even dared to assassinate the emperor!

Ziwei's words immediately diluted the emperor's gratitude for being shielded from the sword.

Looking at the pale face lying on the bed, this knife was ultimately taken for him.

The girl in front of him might really be his daughter. Now her life was at stake. Whether out of encouragement to his savior or out of humanity, the emperor could not refuse.

"As long as you haven't lied to me, I will naturally agree. Okay, don't think too much, let Doctor Hu draw his sword."

Although the emperor's tone was gentle, those who knew him well knew that he was a little impatient.