Chapter 1155: A blood stain!

The old man sneered and said, "We want to know if the emperor takes the opportunity of King Ning's rebellion to retaliate!"
"Yes, it must be so!"
"The Jian family died too unjustly!"
Listening to the clamor of these people one after another, Nan Yan's face slowly sank, she said coldly: "The people of the Jian family have indeed died unjustly, but the government will not make people feel wronged. The matter will surely be found out."
Someone immediately sneered and said, "Can you find it out?"
Nan Yan's face sank.
She was not a fool even if she was in a sad mood. At this time, she also clearly felt that someone was not asking for justice at all, but was deliberately provoking and embarrassing her.
However, the more at this time, the less she could be angry.
Because the common people have been incited, and they don’t know what to do, their emotions will be infinitely magnified by them. If they really deal with this matter tyrannically, they will only be interpreted as "concealing the truth." Oppress the people".
So Nan Yan took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and said, "It's not that it can be found out, but it must be found out!"
"..."
"Not to mention that Jian Lao is a great Confucian that the court relies on. No matter who he is, as long as he is a citizen of the Great Yan Dynasty, the court can't sit back and watch such a tragedy happen, and let the true murderer go unpunished!"
Her tone was heavy, with firm determination.
Many people became quiet after listening to her.
But at this moment, the old man who had been aiming at her just now suddenly sneered, and said, "The concubine and empress are very high-sounding, but why should we trust you?"
Nanyan Road: "What do you mean?"
The old man said: "Since ancient times, has it been rare for thieves to call and catch thieves?"
"..."
"If the murder was originally--, can we still expect the government to give us an explanation?"
When the people around heard it, they immediately agreed: "Yes."
"Maybe the murderer is the arrester. When the time comes, will we be confused?"
"Before I said that I would punish the ten families of the Jian family, but now the Jian family is destroyed. Who knows what happened."
Seeing everyone being incited, every word they said was more rude than a word, the atmosphere in the hall became tense, and even a little dangerous.
Nan Yan's eyes froze.
These words are no longer even to seek justice, but are clearly accusing and provoking the court.
At this time, Nan Yan had already stopped several times. This time, Ran Xiaoyu, who was finally unable to restrain his anger, said angrily: "You are so courageous, you dare to speak to your imperial concubine, do you want to rebel?!"
Someone in the crowd said, "Hmph, even if we rebelled, we were forced by you!"
With this sound, the crowd suddenly became agitated.
I don’t know if someone was pushing from behind, or the people who were originally rushing forward, suddenly the smoke came up southward. The Jinyiwei on both sides looked at them very vigilantly, and when they saw them rushing forward, they walked quickly. He rushed forward, stopped in front of Nan Yan, and drew the knife from his waist.
"return to!"
The blade of light flashed in front of him, and everyone was suddenly shocked.
And someone in the crowd shouted: "Kill!"
The mourning hall was originally not spacious, and there were so many people crowded. Hearing them shouting like this, and seeing the knife light, the people behind suddenly became confused.
The entire mourning hall suddenly fell into chaos.
Nan Yan was pushed and shoved several times in succession, and she almost fell unsteadily. Fortunately, Ran Xiaoyu, who was beside her, stretched out his hand to protect her, shouting loudly: "All back, all back!"
However, her voice was completely engulfed by the noisy shouts around.
Not only couldn't hear her voice, but the people around were in riots. Nan Yan faintly felt that something was wrong, and the students who were originally guarding the spirits also hurried forward and shouted: "Don't make trouble here. This is the mourning hall of Mr., you all go out!"
While talking, he was going back to protect Nan Yan.
But behind them is the mourning hall.
Nan Yan turned her head and saw the spiritual position that had been squeezed by some people, and he was sweating profusely: "Xiaoyu, go and protect the spiritual position!"
Ran Xiaoyu was also terrified when he saw it.
But he was scrupulous about Nan Yan, and could only protect her with one hand, and stretch one hand to support Jian Tongguang's spiritual position.
At this moment, in the chaotic crowd, a cold light suddenly pierced over.
It's a short knife!
One hand, holding a short knife, pierced her chest!
Nan Yan felt the danger intuitively, and turned his head subconsciously, that cold light with a sharp edge was already in front of him!
Oops!
Her cold sweat came out, but she was crowded at this time, and there was no way to avoid it.
Just at the moment of the moment, suddenly, a hand came out from the side, slammed that hand, and twisted the backhand--
"what!"
Noisy sounds, a person's screams sounded.
Nan Yan's eyes widened in shock, looking at the sharp knife that was no longer close to him, and then looking up, only to see a tall figure rushing to his side at some point and restrained that person.
There was a trace of panic in those two-way calm eyes.
"Are you OK?"
"The emperor..."
Nan Yan couldn't believe his eyes.
Zhu Feng! ?
How could he come! ?
At this moment, the assassin saw that Zhu Feng came, and he reacted very quickly. He immediately released the hand held by him. The knife fell down, but was caught by the other hand, and directly Stabbed towards Nanyan.
"Be careful!"
Zhu Feng gave a low drink, and could only let go of his hand, suddenly reached out and hugged Nan Yan, and turned around.
In the chaos, cold light flashed by, as if hearing a squeak.
"what!"
Nan Yan only felt the sky spinning in front of her eyes, she subconsciously grasped the person in front of her and shouted: "The emperor!"
At this moment, everyone around heard it, and then saw the tall figure, hugging the imperial concubine. Although the arm was injured, they didn't care at all. They only frowned and looked down at Nan Yan:" Are you OK?"
"I'm fine!"
When Nan Yan was talking, she still trembled.
Although it was okay, at that moment, she was almost frightened.
What surprised her even more was that Zhu Feng would actually appear here, and he saved her when she was most dangerous!
At this moment, looking at his eyes and feeling his arms holding herself tightly, she suddenly had something indescribable, intertwined with sadness and joy.
Subconsciously reached out and grabbed his arm.
But as soon as he touched his arm, Zhu Feng frowned, as if it were painful.
Nan Yan hurriedly looked down at his arm.
A blood stain!