Traveling through the Legend of Zhen Huan: My Queen, please love me!

Liu Hua naturally followed An Lingrong's instructions, took off his armor, picked up the grapes from the goose yellow porcelain plate next to him, and peeled them.

The purple-red juice soaks into the nails, the bright red lips touch the fingertips, and the years are quiet and good.

The singing and dancing became more and more exciting. Suddenly, the woman who was waving her blue-green sleeves just now flew over and faced Yinzhen.

There were several people following behind. First, the woman took out a small knife covered with green dust from the inside of her thigh.

Liu Wentao was a third-rank official, and because of Liu Hua, he happened to sit at the head of the second row of outer court officials.

Once bitten, twice shy.

Ever since the last assassination attempt at Ganlu Temple, Liu Wentao has been wearing hard armor day and night.

Su Peisheng, who was standing next to Yinzhen, had just gone to deliver food to Tong Jia Yunrong, so of course he couldn't take care of her at this time.

The cold light from the blade shone into Yinzhen's eyes, but Yinzhen did not try to be brave and hid under the yellow cloth table.

Those women were all excellent martial artists. They looked at each other and worked together to lift the table.

It was when they overturned the table that Liu Wentao had the opportunity to perform.

The imperial guards rushed forward. Liu Wentao was originally a civil official, but a year ago with the help of Lin Wulue, he learned the tricks of riding.

Now he is proficient in all six arts of a gentleman. He took a few big steps and stood in front of Yinzhen.

He overturned the broken porcelain pieces on the table and picked up a few large pieces with one hand.

The other hand was tightly holding the copper wine bottle that the Kingdom of Korea had just presented as tribute, which was very heavy.

Liu Wentao gritted his teeth, exhausted all his strength, and threw the bottle at the leading woman's head.

A dull sound was heard, and the leading woman's head twisted slightly. The place where the wine bottle had touched her was already bulging.

When Liu Hua saw the yellow and white brain matter flowing out of his ears, he felt nauseous.

The royal guard had already started fighting with the other three women.

Seeing that the situation was clear, Liu Huaqiang supported himself and ran towards Wuya Chengbi.

With open arms, he stood in front of Wuya Chengbi like a hen protecting her chicks.

Fortunately, the assassin did not disappoint Liu Hua, and the other two women had already fallen.

Another one was struggling to hold on, and with a sweeping kick he swept down the huge screen next to him.

With a "bang", Liu Hua felt a burning pain on his back.

Liu Hua cried out in his heart, "The pain only lasts for a moment, but this time I can finally be protected for the rest of my life."

Wuya Chengbi looked at Liu Hua, who was sweating profusely, and immediately ordered, "What are you still standing there for? Quickly, take this screen away from me."

Go and call the imperial physician, let the emperor and Concubine Qian see it first!

Niuhulu Nianqin was stabbed by two women together. He did not care about stopping the bleeding. He rushed to Liu Hua and kicked the screen away.

Liu Hua breathed in extremely fresh air, and the smell of blood also dissipated a lot.

An Lingrong ran over from her seat and hugged Liu Hua in her arms.

She had wanted to come just now, but the three women were fighting with the imperial guards on the concubines' side.

Ying agreed to hold An Lingrong's hand and hug her legs, preventing her from moving forward.

The tense atmosphere in the air did not dissipate, and two more women suddenly jumped up from the row of kneeling women.

One of them rushed directly towards the Fifth Prince and the Sixth Prince. The imperial guards wanted to stop him, but the one behind him took out a small slave.

“Whoosh, whoosh…”

She fired dozens of poison-soaked swords at her, causing the guards to fall one after another. A few of them were not afraid of death and struggled to stand up, trying to catch her.

It was true that one woman was caught, but another thin woman, holding a long silver hairpin in her hand, was pressing against the neck of the Fifth Prince Hongzhou.

Fortunately, Yinzhen came because he wanted to see the funny scene of Yinzhen crawling under the table when he was assassinated, so he walked far enough away.

Secondly, he learned from Uya Chengbi that he was able to get out, and his wife could be taken care of by the imperial physician, thanks to Liu Hua's good words in front of Yinzhen.

So she stood in front of the Fifth Prince. Yinzhen was a great general who had fought in many battles, so how could he not be able to defeat this little girl?

He grabbed her arm with one hand, bent it horizontally and backward, and the woman's arm was dislocated.

Two tears streamed down the young and beautiful face of the woman. She fell to the ground helplessly, then crushed the poison between her teeth and died.

Everything has been settled. Although Liu Hua suffered a back injury, he won a great victory.

Wuya Chengbi held Liu Hua's hand and said with concern, "It's hard for you. At this point, the first person you think of is me, an old fellow."

Wen Shichu and Wei Lin worked separately. Wei Lin had already seen blood stains on Liu Hua's clothes.

But he was too embarrassed to ask her to take off her clothes in public, so he had to ask Wuya Chengbi for permission:

"Empress Dowager, please have someone move Concubine Qian to the inner chamber first."

Wuya Chengbi no longer had any resentment towards Liu Hua.

Even though the people at the scene were suspected of assassination, Wuya Chengbi still ordered Liu Hua to go to a side hall for treatment.

On the other side, Tong Jia Yunrong stepped on the leading woman's hand with disdain.

The woman on the ground groaned softly and was caught by Tong Jia Yunrong in time. She thought to herself, "Now is the time for me to make a contribution.

The Queen Mother and Liu Hua were already in love, and now she probably loves him even more. If anyone wants to make a move on Liu Hua in the future, he must first get past the Queen Mother.

The only solution now is to try every possible means to win the favor of Emperor Yinzhen.

After all, the Queen Mother was old, so Yinzhen lived longer.

Her eyes were already brimming with tears, and her tears, as big as beans, fell on her luxurious brocade wedding dress.

It ruined the makeup she had carefully put on all morning. If Yinzhen had the mind to look at her now, she would look really pitiful.

Yinzhen's cold eyes fell on Yue Axing's head, and he roared in anger:

"Go and find out for me who it is. If you can't figure it out, even if you are Concubine Chang's brother, I will cut off your head!"

Tong Jia Yunrong never expected that Yinzhen would say such cruel words, even though she was pregnant with his child.

But he didn't care about his own face at all. The security of today's banquet was originally the joint responsibility of Niuhulu Nianqin and Yue Axing.

But just now when Yue Axing rushed in, he saw two women pointing swords at his father.

He was able to become the first-class sword-bearing guard of the Forbidden City thanks to Longkodo.

Worried that his father was in danger, he blocked a few attacks for him and missed the best opportunity to rescue Yinzhen.

Tong Jia Yunrong saw the woman on the ground almost closing her eyes, and said to Zhang Mi who was examining the Fifth Prince:

"That woman is not dead yet, treat her quickly!"

At Yinzhen's signal, Wen Shichu opened the medicine box and bandaged the woman.

Yue Ah Xing knelt on the ground and apologized to Yin Zhen: "Your Majesty, I didn't expect this. I am responsible for the outer security, and Nianhulu Nianqin is in charge here."

Seeing Yinzhen's still angry expression, Yue Ahxing added, "He was the first-class guard who failed to provide timely security when the horse farm got out of control during the Dinghe Shuiwei incident.

He was not demoted because Concubine Qian spoke well of him, Your Majesty, don’t you remember?