Chapter 412: No delusion (2)

Nie Wushuang was furious and was about to find a way. There were already guard gates guarding the Leng Palace in the distance.
Nie Wushuang's heart was as cold as water, and it was over. If someone saw her and Gu Qinghong appearing in the cold palace at the same time, wouldn't it be another big event? Wave? !!
Nie Wushuang looked at Gu Qinghong subconsciously, and Gu Qinghong and her looked at each other, both of whom were exquisitely aware, and both realized the consequences at the same time. He is not a relative now, and he has already committed the taboo of the emperor in the harem.
Gu Qinghong's thoughts flickered quickly. Suddenly, as soon as he gritted his teeth, he flew over the palace wall, which was two or three high, and disappeared instantly.
Nie Wushuang saw that he could be so decisive, and his tense nerves suddenly loosened, so he had the spirit to see the assassin stunned in the corner. Deshun stood up tremblingly, opened the face of the "Assassin" facing the ground, and was startled: "Mother ... she, she is Qiumeng! Qiumeng around the Queen!"
Nie Wushuang was startled, and she took a step forward, when the guards rushed forward in surprise, and took out their swords and asked, "Where is the assassin?"
Nie Wushuang hugged the three princes, his thoughts fluttered, and tears rolled down. She trembled and pointed at Qiu Meng on the ground and cried, "Hurry! Hurry! ...... Hold on to the assassin before she will stab the three prince If it weren't for Deshun next to this palace, both this palace and the three princes ... would be in danger! "
She choked hard to speak, and shivered, and the guards recognized her identity. I thought that the bad thing about this was the blame for their poor security. As soon as she heard her, someone tied the dying Qiu Meng immediately.
Deshun was also very clever, and immediately said angrily: "The bold thief actually wanted to assassinate the three princes! Tie them to the palace official! Severe torture to see who directed it!"
The guards quickly dragged the faint Qiumen away. During a rush, Nie Wushuang and the three princes were quickly escorted back to the "Yonghua Temple."
Nie Wushuang returned to the palace, and the three princes in her hands were taken away. Then she felt that her arm was painful. At a glance, blood had stained half of the palace sleeves. Xia Lan rushed to ask the doctor, the palace ladies Nie Wushuang dropped the torn palace dress and cleaned the wound. The atmosphere in the "Yonghua Hall" was tense, and no one dared to snor.
No one knows who dared to stabbing such a daring imperial concubine.
No one dares to guess whether it is against the prince or Nie Wushuang.
Tai Yan Yan came to give her medicine and prescribe. When Nie Wushuang was bandaging the wound by the doctor girl, Xiao Fengxi came hurriedly.
His thin lips were tight and his face was always smiling. Qingjun's face was a little more majestic than before. A pair of ink eyes contained anxiety. He saw Nie Wushuang, whose face was pale on the bed, and passed his eyes with pity. Furious.
"How? You hurt your bones and bones?" He asked quickly, holding a pair of slender hands holding Nie Wushuang's cold hands, and trembling slightly.
The bandages on Nie Wushuang's slender white arms were dyed red, and she shook her head: "Yan Chen is all right, but ..."
"Just what?" Xiao Fengyi asked quickly.
"It's just that this wound will leave ugly scars in the future ..." Nie Wushuangming said sadly in his eyes.
Xiao Fengxian's tense face suddenly relaxed, and he flicked her cheek helplessly and pityingly: "Fool, it's all right if nothing is wrong, what's the point of this scar?"
Nie Wushuang looked up and smiled at him reluctantly, no longer snoring. She had another thought in her heart, and naturally had no intention of paying attention to his concern again.
Xiao Fengxi knew that she had just been frightened and saw that the wound was not serious, so she comforted herself and turned to walk out of the inner hall.
"Who is the leader of the Taichi Yulin Army?" He asked the housekeeper outside the temple in a deep voice.
The leader of the Royal Forest waiting outside the hall, Xia Xiao, turned blue and came in and knelt down, "We must die for the ministry!"
Xiao Fengyi said coldly: "The will of Chuanyu immediately cut off your Yulin Army commandership, and the deputy leader Ouyang Ning temporarily took over. Immediately find out who the assassin is, what identity and the person behind him."
The commander of the Royal Forest Army Xia Xiao turned pale, and he could only say that he would resolutely retreat.
After Xiao Fengzhen disposes, he walks into the inner hall. Nie Wushuang was bandaged properly, leaning obliquely on the cushion of the bed and closing his eyes.
Her face was white, her slender eyebrows were raised slightly, and her delicate jaw was sharp and pitiful. She supported her forehead, and her long sleeves slipped, revealing the blood on her jade arm that could be cleaned in the future, like a little red plum imprinted on her hand, shocking and demon.
Xiao Fengxi went to her and shook her hand. Nie Wushuang stunned, and withdrew his hand suddenly. When he saw that it was him, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Why the emperor has no sound when he walks, terrifying the minister."
Xiao Fengxun sat on the bed, holding her, and slowly asked, "Can you see the assassin's face clearly?"
Nie Wushuang wanted to say yes, he took a stun, and shook his head: "Chen Xuan ... I don't know. Too panic, Chen Xuan ..."
This incident was too hasty, and the assassin was actually Qiu Meng. This time involved the queen, is it the queen? ...
But once thought was full of doubts, how could it be a queen? No matter how stupid she was, she wouldn't let a maid like her to assassinate herself.
What kind of twists and turns are there? Nie Wushuang fell into deep contemplation.
Seeing that her face was white, Xiao Fengxi stopped questioning, flicked her hair, and printed a kiss on her forehead: "Lie down and rest, only to see you bleed a lot of blood."
Nie Wushuang nodded softly, she lay down and looked at him with her eyes silently, her heart moved, and she whispered, "Is the emperor accompanying the courtier?"
Seeing her soft tone, Xiao Fengxi nodded: "Okay, I am with you."
He said, lying halfway beside her, watching her sleeping face, and suddenly whispering, "Wushuang, I'm eating again."
Nie Wushuang leaned on his warm chest, opened his eyes upon hearing the words, and was slightly surprised: "How does the emperor say this?"
Xiao Fengxun caressed her long hair like ink, and her eyes were like the water of an abyss, and she said for a long time: "I promised you not to put you in a dangerous situation, but in the past two years, you have suffered a lot for You . What should I do to make you worry-free forever? "
His voice was faint, as if saying something extremely ordinary. Nie Wushuang listened and smiled suddenly: "The emperor is not a god, and naturally there is something he can't take care of. The ministers don't care."
She raised her bright eyes, her eyes faint: "Chen Ye said, Chen Ye didn't care about anything, only the emperor. Did the emperor forget it?"
Xiao Fengxi smiled with relief, with guilt and comfort in the smile. He caressed her cheek. The two were relatively speechless, but there was no need to say a thousand words.
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Xiao Fengxi watched Nie Wushuang fall asleep, and then walked out of the inner hall. Suddenly, the housekeeper came hurriedly, kneeling down and reporting: "The emperor, the queen mother-in-law Fenghuang has arrived."
Xiao Fengyi was slightly surprised: "She came so fast?"
At this time, Ouyang Ning, the deputy commander of the Yulin Army, came down, and he knelt down and said, "The emperor, the assassin has been identified, it is Qiu Meng, the great palace girl around the queen!"
What he said was not trivial, just as the queen was assisted by the maid to step into the inner hall, and she could hear everything clearly. Xiao Fengxi heard the words, and suddenly looked up at the queen who had stopped at the gate of the temple.
The two set their eyes on each other for a while, but for a while they did not know whether they should step forward or step back.
The queen's eyes looked complicated, furious, aggrieved, and painful, all kinds of expressions changed one by one, and at the end there was only a trace of resentment and a little tiredness.
The husband and wife have been together for more than ten years, but they have also reached the end of the mountain.
Xiao Fengxi's heart softened slightly, he moved his eyes and sat on the main seat of the temple. The queen stepped forward slowly, kneeling, and whispered, "My courtier, see the emperor, long live the long live."
Xiao Fengxi raised his hand faintly and said lightly: "The queen is flat."
The queen stood up and glanced at the heavy curtain, only feeling that there was a scent of medicine in the subtle fragrance floating inside. Inside is his worldly beauty, and she may not be able to win him half of his love and tenderness. She looked at Xiao Fengyi in front of her, and never felt the familiar face of him as cloudless as now.
There was an anger in her heart that she couldn't understand, but the education she had brought up made her say in a timely manner: "The emperor, Qiu Meng is not the subject's envoy. The Emperor Wangwang!
Xiao Fengxuan's eyes glanced slightly surprised, but disappeared quickly, he said lightly: "Yes and no, it's necessary to check Miyagi, the queen need not worry."
When the queen heard his words so cold, the tears in her eyes were almost out of sight. She looked up and said, "Doesn't the emperor believe the courtier?"
Xiao Fengxi said coldly: "It doesn't matter if I don't believe it, even if the queen is not involved, it is also a crime of lax treatment!"
Ice climbed up and vomited blood ...
I'm so tired these days. I'm exhausted. I can't go to see the Forbidden City and the Great Wall ... I ran to tears ... I'm exhausted! It is estimated that the plane at noon tomorrow will be updated in Xiamen at night. Top pot cover for flowers, monthly pass ...