Chapter 45:

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The shouting was first in the distance, and then was slowly approached again. Obviously the assassin failed to escape, the wind outside the white gauze flew, the sound of the swords intersecting, the people inside the white gauze held their breath, knowing every minute and every second When someone died, he was more thrilled because he never saw the killing with his own eyes.
Weitian Shengdi was drinking tea slowly in the middle of the crowd, his eyes kept watching the scattered golden sand begonia fruit.
The killing sound was approaching. Someone vaguely howled, and heard the voice of Ning Yi, screaming, "Stay alive!"
Everyone's expression immediately tightened.
Staying alive is to pursue the principal behind the scene. King Chu knows that this matter is strange, knowing that once the chase is pursued, it will implicate the entire court, and he will not let it go!
The princes looked at each other, and all saw speculative vigilance and precautionary looks in the other party's eyes.
Emperor Tiansheng only looked at the prince, and suddenly smiled: "Sheng'er, if this assassin captures, how about you for interrogation?"
The prince was stunned. Unexpectedly, the emperor was so trusting and immediately rejoiced: "Just follow the will of the father and emperor!
Outside of the crowd of guards, the several Donggong Xianma who could not squeeze in, after hearing this sentence, glanced at them silently and sighed in silence.
The rest of the people waited for their faces to change-the prince was stupid, so much so! The assassin's prince and his majesty were clearly in doubt. This sentence is simply a test. If the prince is smart enough, he should push away this hot potato. It is best to push to his own political opponent, the prince, to show that there is no ghost in his heart. Now, what does your majesty think about this connection?
Emperor Tiansheng looked as usual, and he seemed to applaud "Uh". Only Feng Zhiwei noticed that the fingers of the old man's tea bowl were shaking slightly.
Feng Zhiwei glanced at him sympathetically-when the emperor was really pitiful, no matter how angry he was, the heirs would have no choice but to endure.
In fact, there are even more pitiful waiting for him, but when I think about it, the old man can't notice it.
Suddenly heard a slamming noise, a person was heavily held in front of the hall, blood splashed on the bluestone floor, and then someone stepped on the blood slowly, the green bamboo on the Yuebai Jin robe stained with blood, but the expression was beautiful.
He bowed outside the screen: "Children are fortunate not to lose their lives, they have captured the assassins, and asked the emperor to send them down."
Tiansheng Emperor's face looked slightly, said: "Remove the screen." The tone was milder than before.
Feng Zhiwei squinted at Ning Yi, wondering what medicine was sold in the gourd? In the serial plan, besides borrowing a knife plan, bitter plan, what other strategies to play?
frame? It seemed unnecessary, and the old man already suspected the prince.
The blood-filled person in the ground raised his head. It was the previous assassin. Ning Yi, in order to avoid suspicion, handed this person over to Changyingwei's bodyguard and retreated himself.
"Let Dr. Zhang show you the wounds." Emperor Tiansheng ordered, facing the rare concerns and warmth of Emperor Laozi, Ning Yi did not show a flattered look, but bowed slightly as before, and left calmly, Emperor Tiansheng Glancing at his back, his expression was milder.
Feng Zhiwei admired Ning Yi after turning into the screen-prince, you are a natural play!
One thought hasn't finished yet. After listening to the screen, Ning Yi spoke lightly: "Your Majesty is frightened, Mrs. Zhang is still waiting by His Majesty... I heard that Mr. Wei is also good at medical treatment. It is better to be a minor injury than this King. Come show your hand?"
Feng Zhiwei blinked... didn't he, so you refused to let me go?
But Emperor Tian Sheng felt very reasonable. He was old. He was really a little uncomfortable by this shock. He needed a doctor to wait beside him. Besides, in this year, who is a little talented and can’t heal? So nodded and agreed.
Feng Zhiwei looked sadly at the sky and had no choice but to go. Gu Nanyi followed suit. Feng Zhiwei couldn't see it, and quickly said, "I'm going to change... change!"
Gu Nanyi frowned and looked at the black screen. He seemed to feel that this excuse was not credible. Feng Zhi had a slight headache and continued to coax: "To use the toilet! Really!"
Anyway, Gu Young Master gave up following and stood three steps in front of the screen, staring at Feng Zhiwei and going into the toilet.
As soon as Feng Zhiwei turned into the screen, he saw His Royal Highness Chu's face as black as the bottom of the pot—obviously, he heard the phrase "toilet" just now.
Okay... I missed you once, girl... Fengzhi smiled and smiled.
The person sitting on the brocade stool, without looking at her, straightened his hand.
Feng Zhiwei was dazed at the sleeve.
"Changing clothes." Wang Ye sat as usual, Liang Liang told Feng Ming who had been a little girl but never learned to serve others.
Feng Zhi smiled slightly: "Your lord, the three steps to your left are the people in the palace, and the three steps to your right are the waiters and eunuchs."
The implication is that for such trivial matters, you should not try to trouble the incompetent Chinese princes in me.
Ning Yi glanced at her with a sharp, cool thing in her black, lacquered eyes. Zeng Feng squinted slightly, then he said nothing, and nodded to the palace lady, and the palace lady called to step forward and just touched him. His sleeves suddenly flicked his wrist.
The maiden stood unsteady, and one stumbled backwards, knocking the wounded drug from the other maiden's hand to the ground, and in a low alarm, the two quickly fell to their knees to ask for guilt, and Ning Yi already drank very unpleasantly: "Rough hand Stupid! Get out!"
The eunuch's suddenly turned back, and Ning Yi turned to look at Feng Zhiwei. The anger had just disappeared, and she changed her smile to a cool smile.
Feng Zhiwei is helpless-if you persevere again, it will be those innocent people.
It has been known for a long time that people like Ning Yi, who seem to be loose and romantic, persevere and persevere, will never easily give in.
She squatted down to pick up the wounded medicine under her feet. She just leaned over and suddenly stepped on her finger with the tip of her boot.
Looking up, the man leaned down slightly, and the tip of the brocade soap boots stomped on her fingertips, not exerting force, because the leaning posture was very close, and the colorful face of Emperor Jingjing was forced to live on her. before.
Face to face, so close to breathing, in the faint atmosphere, his breath was gorgeous and cool, her breath was warm and misty, silently intertwined and intertwined, the noisy outside, passed into the narrow screen inside, Suddenly it seems to be far away.
He didn't speak, and Feng Zhiwei didn't know what to say. All her disguised gentleness and built-in cleverness were not necessary in front of this person. She just felt so close and ambiguous and leaned back.