Bamboo Raw Huaian

Chu Yue sent Shen Yao back to the mansion, turned around and wanted to leave.

Shen Yao stretched out his hand and tugged at him: "It's been seven years, and you're still angry with me?"

"No." Chu Yue didn't dare to break free, afraid of hurting him, so he could only turn around, "I just don't dare to trust you anymore."

"Little Qingzhu believes me." Shen Yao refused to accept, and started to mess around, "Even if you don't believe me, you can't even say anything against me."

Chu Yue looked at him deeply, but didn't speak.

"What?" Shen Yao stared back, as if he would not let people go without saying a word.

"If I talk to you, it's impossible to have only one or two sentences." After a while, Chu Yue said in a deep voice, "If I talk too much, I can't help myself not to believe you."

Shen Yao was stunned.

Pursing her lips, Peach Blossom's eyes turned red.

This person is always like this, never convoluted in his speech, and his frankness is unbearable.

Shen Yao took two steps forward, put his arms on the man's broad shoulders, stepped on his feet and kissed him lightly.

"Then I won't say anything, just kiss you."

"Ayue, I miss you so much."

At the street corner where no one was paying attention, the tall man in black clothes froze for a moment, paused, and raised his arms to hug him.

Shen Yao smiled, stuck out his tongue aggressively, licked Chu Yue's lips wetly and softly, poked in while he was not paying attention, and entangled him.

Chu Yue had nothing to do with him, he could only hug him and let the person in his arms move.

Until the crotch is held up by something.

Chu Yue was helpless, and patted him on the back: "Okay, don't let others see it, go back quickly."

"I let you go this time, but you will ignore me next time." Shen Yao pretended to stick to him, "No, I won't leave."

Chu Yue sighed, and slowed down his voice compromisingly: "I promise you, I will talk to you well next time. Go back quickly."

Shen Yao groaned and kissed him on the chin again.

Chu Yue exerted some strength and was about to push him away when he suddenly felt someone coming from behind him.

He immediately changed from pushing to pulling, tightly protecting the person in his arms, not even revealing the corner of his robe.The whole body is tense, and the head is tilted to be wary of whoever comes.

The man ran in a hurry, tried his best to suppress it, but let out a heavy gasp or two, stopped a step away from them, and said in a low voice: "Lord Chu."

He saw that there seemed to be someone in Chu Yue's arms, so he didn't continue talking.

Chu Yue recognized the person, relaxed, let Shen Yao go, and signaled that there is no need to hide.

Zheng Liu didn't hesitate anymore, and hurriedly said: "After my lord left, someone from the palace invited Lord Duan to go, saying that the prince summoned me."

"The coachman who just sent Lord Duan to the palace rushed back. He was covered in blood and was stabbed. He said that not long after Lord Duan entered the palace, a group of masked men suddenly came out to break into the palace. A team of guards outside the Wu'an Gate , half of them were theirs, and they teamed up with the masked men to kill the other half of the guards. The coachman was stabbed, but the gang didn't look carefully, thinking he was dead. He hurried back to the house to report the news when the gang was gone. .”

Chu Yue said: "How is the person?"

Zheng Liudao: "He lost too much blood and passed out. The doctor in the mansion has already taken over."

Chu Yue nodded and said, "This matter is strange. You go back to the mansion and watch over it, and I will go to Xidaying."

Then he rushed to Shen Yao and said: "Go back quickly, don't come out until you receive my message."

"No." Shen Yao said.

An hour ago, he only disclosed the news of the Yanren's entry to Beijing to Duan Qingzhu, and he hadn't had time to let Chu Yue know about it.

At this juncture, those masked people must be Yan people.

It was just today that the Yan people had just been released into the city, and such a hasty move really didn't look like old Zhou Ge's style.Shen Yao couldn't figure out what made the cabinet hastily speed up its actions.

Didn't even give them time to react.

Shen Yao told Chu Yue and Zheng Liu his thoughts, and hurriedly said: "Since the coachman said that the guards at Wu'anmen have their own people, then the West Camp will definitely not be clean and waiting for us to move rescuers. Chu Yue's trip to Xi Daying this time, not only failed to call anyone, but was dragged back by the rebels."

Chu Yue vaguely guessed his plan, and asked disapprovingly, "What do you think?"

Shen Yao said decisively: "I will go to Xi Daying to report. Chu Yue immediately enters the palace to meet Lord Duan, and Zheng Liu gathers soldiers to wait for me in Duan's mansion. If I have not arrived after three sticks of incense, Zheng Liu will take the The government soldiers went into the palace to look for Chu Yue."

"No." Chu Yue said without hesitation, "Your martial arts are far inferior to mine. If the situation in Xi Daying is really as you said, then you will die if you go."

"I am the son of Elder Zhou Ge after all."

"You don't believe it yourself." Chu Yue looked at him seriously, with anger brewing in his eyes, "Since the old man can kill Zhou Fan, it will only be easier to kill you."

Shen Yao smiled.

"You still love me." He affirmed, "When the matter is over, if I'm still alive..."

He leaned close to Chu Yue's ear and breathed into his ear: "I'll give you my body."

After finishing speaking, before Chu Yue could react, he walked away without looking back.

When Shen Yao arrived at Xi Daying, Shen Zheng was already there.

The door was closed tightly, and he glanced from a distance, but did not pass.Go around to the small door on the east side and go in sideways.

It was surprisingly quiet inside, not a single sound could be heard.

Shen Yao pressed his steps, carefully walked around the place where there might be people, and walked in the direction of the main tent.

The strange thing is that he spared almost half of Xidaying, but he didn't see a single person.

At the door of the main tent, Shen Yao listened attentively, gritted his teeth, lifted the curtain, and quickly dodged in.

no one.

To be precise, there are no living people.

The tent was in disorder, blood flowed like a river, and there were densely packed corpses lying there.Some of the blood hadn't solidified yet, Shen Yao touched it, and it was still warm, obviously these people had just died not long ago.

He looked at everyone carefully, and found a familiar face somewhere in the middle.

The commander-in-chief of Xidaying, Wang Congsi.

He had a bad guess, so he quickly withdrew and went to the nearby tents to check one by one.

Almost half of the soldiers' bodies were poured out of each tent, without exception.

Shen Yao pursed his lips tightly.

Come a step late.

It took Xiao Xian an hour to copy "Fish I Want" ten times, and Duan Qingzhu accompanied him to lecture for an hour.

The little prince stretched with relief, put the pen away, poured Duan Qingzhu a cup of tea in a fawning manner, handed it to him respectfully, and said earnestly, "Drink tea, sir."

Duan Qingzhu took it over, and glanced at him lightly: "You know it?"

The little prince curled his lips: "Yes, sir."

Duan Qingzhu saw the child's appearance, his phoenix eyes were full of smiles.

He took a sip of tea, put the cup down, stood up, and smoothed the folds of his clothes: "Then let's go, it's too late, His Majesty should be busy."

"Okay."

The little prince got up lingeringly, gave the copied article to the book boy, took the prince and two or three followers, and followed him out.

Duan Qingzhu didn't bring anyone with him.The main reason is that he came out in a hurry, Chu Yue sent Shen Yao back to the mansion, and Zheng Liu was busy training the new soldiers in the mansion.Others brought tea and water, he always found it troublesome, so he just came out by himself.

He took Xiao Xian to Qing'an Hall.

Xiao Xian walked obediently beside him, but his eyes kept glancing at his slender hands under his wide sleeves, wanting to pull them, but holding back his bulging face.

The little prince acted softly and coquettishly with him in private, but he knew the rules when he went out.

Duan Qingzhu saw it in his eyes, and his heart softened.

Ever since Xiao Xian could remember, the emperor had intended for him to have more contact with the little prince.When Xiao Xian was three years old, he was promoted to the position of Prince Taifu.

It can be said that he watched the little one grow into what he is now bit by bit.Xiao Xian's knowledge, etiquette, and behavior all carry the shadow of Duan Qingzhu.If half of his sincerity was given to the prince, then the other half was all bet on the little prince.

To put it bluntly, he really raised Xiao Xian as his own child.

Duan Qingzhu thought about the little guy, and there was an imperceptible smile in his eyes.

As he thought about something in his heart, his vigilance became much lower.It wasn't until after passing the Yuhua Palace that I faintly felt something was wrong.

From the East Palace to the Qing'an Hall where the emperor handles his daily business, the road will pass through three main halls, namely the Yuhua Hall, Guang'an Palace, and Qing'an Hall.Whether it's the patrolling of the guard camp or the sweeping of the House of Internal Affairs, this road connecting the three halls is a must pass, and there are not many people passing by.

Now they have all passed the Yuhua Palace, but they have not seen a single person on the road.

This is unusual.

Duan Qingzhu tilted his head, and asked Wang Gonggong in a low voice: "What's going on in the palace today?"

After being by the emperor's side all year round, the prince's ability to observe words and emotions is naturally second-to-none. At this moment, he also realized that something was wrong, and replied in a low voice: "I haven't heard of it before I went to Wu'anmen to wait for the adults."

Duan Qingzhu suddenly thought of Shen Yao's unannounced visit to Duan's mansion before entering the palace, and what he said about the Yan people's entry into Beijing, his heart tightened suddenly.

He originally thought that Mr. Zhou Ge would not be so impatient if he spent such a large amount of money with his character of taking every step and counting ten steps, so he never brought anyone with him when he entered the palace.

But the current situation made him have to think more.

He thought about it, his face remained calm, but he secretly grabbed Xiao Xian's hand under the big sleeve of his toga, and quickened his pace.

Now they are in the middle of the two palaces, the journey back to the East Palace is almost the same as the journey to Qing'an Palace.But after all, the Qing'an Palace was the emperor's residence, and the guards were stricter than the East Palace, so the security was obviously higher.

Duan Qingzhu made a decisive decision, and quickly rushed to Qing'an Hall while secretly on guard.

Although Xiao Xian is young, he has taught him hand in hand for so long, and his mind is very fast.Almost as soon as Duan Qingzhu grabbed him, he sensed something was wrong from the strength of the husband, so he hurriedly quickened his pace and obediently followed the husband.

Passing through another door, Duan Qingzhu was about to go forward when he suddenly saw a few people at the fork in the road ahead.

He stopped immediately, pulled Xiao Xian back behind the vertical flower gate, and signaled the people behind him to hide and keep silent.

Those entourages were not stupid, they walked so cautiously all the way, they already knew that something happened to the palace.

The master didn't speak, but he didn't dare to ask without permission, so he tensed up in fear.

One of them walked faster and glanced ahead before Duan Qingzhu signaled to retreat behind the door.

I vaguely saw a few people dressed as guards coming from the fork in the road, hanging knives, as if they were patrolling.

This man doesn't know martial arts and is young. When he is scared, he instinctively wants to approach the guards of the palace to seek shelter.

But he didn't dare to disobey the crown prince, he didn't dare to go forward without authorization, he only quietly poked his head out from behind the door to take a look.

He saw those people dressed in Ouchi's bodyguard uniforms, with long knives on their waists, coming this way.Well-coordinated and well-trained.

It's just that this team is a little strange.

He has been in the palace for two years, and he has seen many patrolling guards. When they parade, they are usually a team of five people and two teams in parallel.

Not so with this team.

One of them is in the center, and the rest spread out on both sides.It's like an aggressive gesture.

The attendant wanted to take a look and come back, but this scene made him suspicious again, so he poked his head out and took another look.

This look made him almost scream out of fright.

This group of people walked in, and he could see clearly that the knife was not on their waists, but held in their hands.

The bright red blood trickled down the tip of the knife and onto the stone slab.

Take a closer look at the facial features of those people.

Protruding frontal bone, sunken brow bone; high nose bridge, thick lips.

——This is not a palace guard, this is clearly a dead soldier from Beiyan!

He only felt a numbness in his scalp and chills all over his body. Just as he was about to scream uncontrollably, a slender hand stretched out from the side and tightly covered him.

But it was too late.

The leader had already noticed something and turned his head to look over.

Duan Qingzhu covered the attendant and pulled him behind, turned his head, and met a pair of eagle-like eyes.

The man's sharp gaze swept over the red crane robe on his body, and then he squinted his eyes when he landed on the thick and beautiful face.

Then the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, touched the blood from the long knife to his wristband, and strode towards him.

Beiyan's dead soldiers followed behind him, with bloodthirsty gleams in the wolf's eyes, he raised his long knife, and he was only a few steps away from them in the blink of an eye.

Duan Qingzhu made a decisive decision and whispered: "Run away and go to Qing'an Hall."

He originally wanted to separate Xiao Xian from himself, so that the chances of the two of them escaping would be higher.

As a result, when he turned around, two of the four palace servants behind him were frightened, and the remaining two were a prince with full hair, and the other was just pulled back by him.

No one can protect the little prince.

Duan Qingzhu gritted his teeth, pulled Xiao Xian by himself, and ran in the direction he had expected before.

While looking at the road, he tilted his head and glanced behind him.

The leader of Beiyan, with a long knife in his hand, chased them very quickly.

Duan Qingzhu saw that the distance was being shortened a little bit, and the tip of his nose already smelled a vague smell of blood.

If it is only about speed, he will definitely lose, let alone this four or five year old little prince.

So he walked along the fork in the palace, trying to get rid of the Beiyan people in the twists and turns.

It's just that it is the land of the Tian family after all, even if he has already worshiped the crown prince, he is still a foreign minister after all, and he is not much more familiar with the palace trails than Beiyan people.

He was gasping for breath, the rust smell already in his throat.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a fork in the road on the left, Duan Qingzhu pulled the little prince, made a sharp turn and ran in, turning three or four turns in a row.

Hearing the footsteps behind him weaken, he felt a little relieved, took a breath, and took another fork in the road.

After running two steps following the inertia, Duan Qingzhu stopped suddenly with a "thump" in his heart.

is a dead end.

There was a slight sound of armor colliding behind him.

He turned around abruptly, facing the falcon-like eyes of the leader of Shangbeiyan.

The man sharpened the blade on his wristband habitually and walked towards them.

Duan Qingzhu pulled Xiao Xian back step by step with one hand, and tightly grasped a sharp tile picked up on the road with the other hand, glanced around from the corner of his eye, thinking frantically about countermeasures.

There was a slight tremor in the wrist.

The little prince was terrified, he could feel it.

The little hand he was holding was sweating, cold and slippery, and he almost couldn't hold it.

Even he was exhausted from running all the way, let alone a four or five-year-old child.

But Xiao Xian didn't make a sound, and ran along obediently, without any hindrance.

It hurts to be sensible.

Duan Qingzhu tightly held the little prince's hand, and pursed her lips tightly.

He must let him out alive.

It was extremely quiet for a while, and the beating sound of the heart could be heard.

The leader suddenly raised his knife and slashed at him.

Duan Qingzhu protected the little prince behind him, stared at the cold light flashing by the blade, flicked his wrist, revealing the sharp end of the tile, and stabbed desperately at the man's neck.

In a blink of an eye, a person jumped down from the high wall, and caught Beiyan's long knife with a "clang".