Afraid?!!

  On the seventh day of summer vacation, he wrapped me in his windbreaker, and I couldn't help but laugh and cry.

  Isn't she just born with a weak and feeble appearance that needs to be protected like a wrapped-up piglet?

  It was comforting to think that her body was tightly attached to his warm chest, and with his movements, the heart in his chest beat rapidly. Although she couldn't see anything, those cold and deadly sword sounds, the "whooshing" flying bow and arrow sounds, and the shouting voices of unknown numbers of people seemed not so frightening anymore.

  Even if she has the temperament of a tomboy, she is still a woman.

  It's a woman who will unconsciously enjoy the feeling of being protected by a man.

  But she didn't want to be a freeloader either, eating for free without doing any work.

  "Brothers, kill them!"

  "Seize those gold bars and we'll have a good life. Let's go!"

  "Kill! Kill that dog king and we'll have money."

  "With money, no need to live a life of robbery and plunder."

  Could it be bandits?

  He stood on his ear for a while and listened. Xia Chuqi struggled slightly, "Hey, let me out, I'll help you."

  "Don't move!" he growled.

  "Ahh!" A cry of despair echoed through the air as someone let out a mournful wail.

  "Hiss!" The sound fell, and the war horse let out a long whinny.

  "Wow!" someone gasped, drawing a sharp breath.

  "As soon as the sound fell, someone's sword broke."

  "Bang!" The sound of firecrackers exploding, someone is throwing down firecrackers to scare the horse!

  "Thud!" Amidst the sound, someone on the verge of death cried out as they fell to the ground!

  The battle seemed very intense, with people shouting and clamoring, but Xia Zhicheng couldn't see anything.

  "Zhao Zhuo, let go, it's inconvenient for you to be like this, and it's easy to get into trouble. I'm not a useless person..." She hastily added another sentence.

  Her waist suddenly tightened, she thought he would let her go, but instead he just turned her around and hugged her face to his chest, still not answering her words, only protecting her, occasionally stabbing a sword at the cold assassin, letting the dozen or so guards surround them, forming a protective circle to prevent the intruders from invading.

  Before one could say Jack Robinson, the brief moment had passed and people on the street had dispersed, the shops had closed their doors, and only a few brave ones poked their heads out from upstairs to take a look.

  "Up!" The number of attackers is increasing...

  "Kill!" The cries of "kill" and "fight" grew louder...

  "Cut them down!" They kept moving closer and closer...

  On the seventh day of summer, I couldn't see the glint of swords and shadows outside, but only heard the sound of cold weapons clashing.

  Whoosh——

  Suddenly an arrow shot out from a certain store on the second floor!

  The sound of a cold arrow breaking through the air made Xia Chuqi's heart jump, and her two hands grasped his waist.

  Zhao Mou wrapped the woman in his arms, raised his long sword and chopped it onto the arrow. The arrow was forced to tilt, and directly entered the door pillar of the house. The dull sound made Xia Chuyi's heart cold.

  Not afraid of a head-on collision, but afraid of being shot in the back.

  "Chen Jing!"

  All that was heard was Zhao Zhuo's cold shout, and Chen Jing answered with a clean and agile "yes". With the tip of his foot on the horseback, he rose into the air, directly grasping the beam of the shop, and after two consecutive dashes, he jumped onto the rooftop where the cold arrow was released.

  "Brothers, kill, snatch gold..."

  A dark-skinned man in black clothes wielded a steel knife, charging forward and specifically chopping at the legs of the guards' horses. But today Zhao Zhuang had brought few people, yet more than ten guards were all masters, those people couldn't even get close to him, suffering heavy losses.

  The wailing grew louder and drowned out the shouting and killing cries, which became weaker.

  In just a short moment, more than ten attackers were cut down to the ground.

  "The old man can't see well and is getting annoyed!"

  At the beginning of summer, on the seventh day, she was a bit frantic. She didn't want to eat idle food and didn't want to become a burden to others. With great difficulty, taking advantage of Zhao Zun's hand waving to block the cold arrow, she struggled to lift the cloak on her head. Before she could even catch her breath, she let out a loud scream.

  "My mother——"

  A dense and endless stream of people, where is the bandit's stronghold?

  That was just like a well-trained professional killer.

  "Be careful!"

  Another cold arrow shot from the second floor of a wine shop on the other side, directly at two people in the middle of the crowd, killing them with each shot. The commotion didn't seem like a robbery, but rather a vendetta of murder and revenge.

  Then, another one!

  One more! Another one!

  Obviously there is more than one person upstairs.

  Zhao Yuge held the cold arrow, his face expressionless. Calm, indifferent, and chilly, but without the ferocity and terror of having killed on the battlefield, his handsome face still looked good, leaving Xia Chuqi somewhat perplexed as to why he had earned the nickname "Cold-faced Yan Wang".

  "I'm going up!"

  Li Miaojiao let out a shout, and with a flash of the cold light of her green sword, she saw that Zhao Zun did not object, so she followed Chen Jing's example, "swish swish" climbing up to the second floor, leaving Xia Chuyi stunned. Indeed, the ancient people's martial arts were much stronger than hers using cat hooks to climb.

  But...

  Fighting doesn't necessarily rely on manpower.

  "Let them take two steps back—"

  She called out in a low voice, and Zhao Zhu looked at her with a deep gaze.

  "Just do it."

  "Obeying orders is the basic quality of his guards. As soon as his cold voice fell, several guards who were originally charging forward to meet the enemy suddenly retreated. Amidst the sound of horses neighing, Xia Chuqi's small hand flicked out, just like throwing a grenade, accompanied by her shout "Go die!" The attackers scattered in all directions, and with a loud "bang", it exploded."

  "Ah!"

  Someone yelled out, "What's going on?"

  "Your ancestral grandmother's thunderbolt!" She laughed out loud, "Come on, I've still got more..."

  Bang!

  Another extremely powerful explosion.

  "Let's reward you with another one."

  She was within Zhao Zhu's protective range, without any worries, and with a stern face, the thunderbolt shot out louder than the firecracker earlier. The faces in the smoke became blurry one by one, and wails rose up in waves, some of the "brave warriors" who fell to the ground began to twitch in pain, and the attack was clearly not as fierce as before.

  No one is not afraid of death.

  Especially in the face of extremely powerful firearms.

  Someone held up a knife and started backing away step by step.

  Xia Chuqi raised her lips and glanced at Zhao Jun with a sidelong glance.

  "Father, these people have come to kill me, they are not robbers."

  Zhao didn't respond, seeing those people wanting to run, the guy who looked like a black man from another state yelled again with his steel knife in hand, "Brothers, don't be afraid! Whoever retreats will die - kill them, and we can take their gold, marry wives, buy land, and live a rich life..."

  As soon as he heard this, Xia Chuyi almost choked.

  "Geez mom, didn't expect there's someone with the same ideals as me?"

  Whoosh!

  That group of people was encouraged and hacked again.

  Another loud neigh, someone fell to the ground, and fresh blood splattered onto a pear vendor's abandoned stall at the side of the road. The pears were scattered all over the place, with fresh blood splattering on the fruit. The scene looked gruesome.

  "How did you end up carrying something so dangerous?" Zhao Zun asked coldly, deflecting a cold arrow.

  "Because I am more dangerous than they are."

  Xia Zhong Qi replied, and saw that on the left side, there were more than a dozen fearless guys sneaking up again. Just as she reached into her bosom once more, her face sank down.

  "It's all over, nothing left."

  Zhao Zhen glanced at her and didn't respond.

  "Ah!" A guard was stabbed, and Xia Chuqi's eyes grew hot with excitement.

  "They want to kill me, I'll go distract them!"

  She raised her elbow and was about to push Zhao Zhuo off his horse, wanting to seize the horse and leave.

  "Shut up!"

  Zhao Mou suddenly pulled her wrist, muttered a low hum, and swept her off her feet with a horizontal hug. The two of them simultaneously fell sideways, but miraculously sat upright on the horseback. The movement was as smooth as flowing clouds and water, its elegance surpassing even the equestrian performances Zhao had seen at the Summer Seventh Festival.

  But at this moment she was in no mood to appreciate it and shouted loudly.

  "They outnumber us, I have a way to escape, you wait for reinforcements to arrive and then help me."

  Zhao Mou didn't look at her, but let out a cold hum, tightened his grip on her waist, and wielded the precious sword in his hand with a fierce wind. "Once upon a time, in the desolate wilderness of Mobei, this king had one thousand soldiers, encountering three hundred thousand Northern Di cavalry. Guess what the outcome was?"

  "They died, you lived."

  Clever.

  "Do you still need to guess? You're going to die, who's here talking with me?"

  “……”

  In the midst of the clashing swords, two people were chatting about completely unrelated great mountains, and the scene was truly intoxicating. Just then, another cold arrow shot over, straight at Xia Chuqi's head. Zhao Zhen swung his sword to block it, grazing her ear as it flew out into the clouds, and in the "ting" sound, he growled.

  "Will you hug men? Hug tightly!"

  "Ah! Get a weapon——" Xia Chuqi's low growl merged with the "ting" sound of another arrow being cut off at the waist, and before the ripples had dissipated, another cold arrow shot over. Zhao Zhu pressed down on her horseback, lowering his head to dodge.

  Too scary.

  Cold sweat moistened her spine.

  She had seen war, but that was a military exercise. And the high-tech battle was completely different from this cold-weapon era's melee. Broken swords and arrows, with severed wrists, arms, legs, and heads... From start to finish, it was only a few minutes, but the blood had already stained the ground of Luoyan Street red. She had never seen such a brutal battlefield in her past life or present life.

  "Scared?"

  Listening to his low two words, Xia Chuqi suddenly understood why he wanted to cover her head.

  Her heart suddenly warmed up, she stiffened her neck and said, "What's there to be afraid of!"

  "Stubborn."

  I am a doctor.

  "So, you're not a soldier."

  The attacker's strength has diminished, and it is unknown how many people are hiding here. Occasionally, flying arrows whizz by from behind, sometimes hitting the windows of shops, scaring those who hide their heads and cry out in surprise from time to time.

  At the beginning of summer, Xia Chuqi's ears were filled with the sound of "刺啦", and suddenly she heard Zhao Zhu shouting again "Close your eyes——", then he lifted her body, clamped his legs on the horse's back, and shouted "Drive". The big bird soared into the sky amidst a loud "嘶" sound, leaping over a guard and charging directly into the attacking crowd, kicking over one person. In the crowd, Zhao Zhu was making swift and fierce sword strikes, each time bringing up a flash of blood light. And Xia Chuqi, who had been scooped up by him, was dizzy and disoriented, her eyes wide open, not closed at all.

  What is murder?

  What is being killed?

  She finally got a thorough understanding of it today.

  Have to say...

  Zhao Ziluo's murderous aura still looks so good.

  Unlike the perverted beauty of Dongfang Qingyun when killing, he kills with a sword, his posture is stern and just, his aura is extremely strong, standing in the midst of the enemy army, like an unshakeable war god, his whole body exudes a murderous aura, his moves are old and cunning, swift and deadly.

  Fierce, accurate, stable.

  Before him was a battlefield, and he was born to be a warrior. One sword, one man, each person who approached was killed by the sword, until the bloodthirsty man's footsteps slowed down again, his hand trembling with the knife.

  "Brothers, let's go all out against him—"

  At the shout of "Heiwa" from the non-state blacks, several more fearless ones rushed over.

  Zhao's face was expressionless, one poke and one chop, a stream of fresh blood sprayed over.

  Fresh blood burned in his eyes, Xia Qi's military hot blood was ignited.

  "I'll kill too, Grandpa... I'm going down to pick up a weapon..."

  "No way!"

  Still so overbearing!

  "Keep talking."

  As he watched those people's team getting smaller and smaller, Zhao Zun let out a low, cold snort.

  "Yes, Your Highness."

  His personal bodyguards responded with a loud and clear "Yes!"

  The battle was over, and except for a few of the guards who had been lightly wounded, not one of them had died. As for the attackers, those who lay on the ground had heroically become the red dye that colored Luoyan Street.

  "Brothers, retreat——retreat——"

  The black-faced man who led the crowd shouted loudly.

  "Does he think he can still run?"

  Two devils and one arrow stepped forward, caught the man, and with one sword, pierced his thigh. The man let out a loud "ah" and curled up in pain, falling to the ground, convulsing and screaming in agony. However, there were too many people on the other side, and they couldn't catch them all by themselves. In the blink of an eye, except for the dozen or so they caught, the others dispersed in a hurry.

  "No need to chase!"

  Zhao You said coldly.

  "Right, right, right! Don't chase after him, there's still a thousand two taels of gold on the carriage!"

  Xia nodded in agreement at seven o'clock in the summer, but was given a sideways glance by Zhao Zhu.

  She was unhappy and raised her eyebrows, "What are you staring at me for? Aren't you also afraid of being tricked by others?"

  Zhao couldn't answer, when suddenly a cry of "Ah" came from behind him.

  Only one of the captured "bandits" suddenly let out a miserable cry, spat out black blood, stared wide-eyed, and made a desperate cry as he was about to die. With a hint of despairing terror at the corner of his lips, he fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then lost all sound.

  "No good, they took poison first!"

  The guards shouted loudly.

  Then, another person fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

  "Older brother, first-aid kit!"

  On the seventh day of summer, he suddenly shouted and jumped down, grabbing one of the black strong men who looked physically stronger, slapping him twice on the face, and pinching his Renzhong acupoint with his right hand.

  He stripped off his clothes.

  The guards looked at each other in dismay.

  It can be done under Zhao's indication, and it will be done according to his words.

  Li Mi's speed was very fast, the silver needle in hand, Xia Chuiqi tightly pursed her lips, and again disappeared the excited look of talking about gold earlier, her small face serious and cold, as if standing in front of the operating table again, twisted the silver needle, and stabbed at a 45-degree angle towards the person's spine. Stabbed Dū Shù, Gē Shù, Cān Shù, Dàn Shù, Pí Shù, Wèi Shù, left the needle, twisted and turned, straight stabbed Zhōng Wǎn, Jiàn Lǐ, Xià Wǎn...

  From the perspective of acupuncture, these places are distributed with sympathetic nerves of the stomach, small intestine and large intestine. Puncture can relieve toxic attacks. From a martial arts perspective, this is called silver needle sealing hole, sealing his heart pulse, that is, temporarily sealing the toxicity.

  Chu Qi's medical skills were famous in the capital.

  Few people have truly seen her healing.

  The fight was over and the upstairs was packed with onlookers again.

  There were sounds of gasping for breath and holding one's breath, all sorts of sounds, yet no one was speaking.

  Her deft acupuncture techniques left the crowd in a daze, and Zhao Zhu's pair of unparalleled black eyes narrowed slightly.

  Alas...

  Soon, Xia Qi Qi clapped her hands and stood up straight.

  "Alright, review quickly."

  That man had a needle inserted into his body, and his hands and feet were firmly pressed down by others. However, his temperament was very stubborn. He probably also knew that the silver needle sealing his veins only temporarily stopped the poison, anyway, it's all just one death, so he might as well be a heroic good man and leave his family in peace. So, he let out a cold hum, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and spoke in a low, hoarse voice.

  "Don't bother asking, you won't get what you want to know from me."

  "Shut your damn mouth!" The second ghost had the worst temper. "Slap" He slapped him on the ear, "Tell me, who sent you?"

  "Kill me! Kill me!" The man bellowed in a hoarse voice, with fresh blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

  "King's Cake"

  The two ghosts let out a loud roar and were about to strike again when a wrist suddenly stretched out in front of them.

  "Devil brother, I'm here!"

  With a slight cough, Xia Chuqi gave him a glance and suddenly squatted down, looking at the guy with a twinkle in his eye, smiling and saying, "Brother, you really have character. To be honest, I admire you."

  "Spare me the nonsense, kill or slaughter as you please."

  "Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Xia Chuqi shook his head with a smile all over his face. "I've seen people who aren't afraid of death before, but I really haven't seen anyone who isn't afraid of dying at my hands."

  He couldn't help but sneer at her small and thin appearance.

  "Is that all you've got?"

  "Right, just watch me."

  She gave him a slanted glance, and Xia Chuqi's fingers brushed against the silver needles on his body, her gaze flicking around at his already dead companions with a hint of meaning.

  "See? They're all dead. But you didn't die."

  He shuddered and bit his lip, saying nothing.

  "Aren't you jealous of them now?"

  He still doesn't say anything.

  "Right, you should be envious, they died comfortably, but as for you... " Xia Chui's mouth curled up, and he pulled out a silver needle, waving it in front of him with a sweeter smile than ever. "I may not have other skills, but when it comes to making someone beg for life or death, I have 108 methods that are more than enough. Don't challenge my patience, be a bit clever with your words, and I'll let you die intact. If you're not clever, I'll make your meridians snap, your blood dry up, your internal organs rot, and let you watch maggots gnawing at your heart with your eyes wide open, but your mind will be clearer than ever... Hmm, seems a bit too cruel? But you're a hero, for the sake of your reputation, I'll sacrifice my personal image. What do you say?"

  No one expected her to say such things.

  For a moment, all eyes were on her.

  Of course, no one would know that the few threatening words she said were just nonsense to show off. If she was really that powerful, humanity wouldn't be able to stop her from becoming a god or immortal.

  She's just too awesome.

  He was blown up to be a god, and with some real skills that people had seen, he also had a great talent for performance, so he fooled everyone, including himself. With the sound of heavy breathing, his lips trembled a few times, and his face turned as white as ashes. Just as she raised her first silver needle, her body shook a few times and then went soft on the ground. He forgot all about his boasts like "Twenty years later, I'll be a great hero again" and "My head is bigger than a bowl with scars", and directly became a coward.

  "I, I say, am——"

  Who hasn't spoken yet, suddenly heard a loud shout in his ear.

  "Brocade-clad General and Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Guards, Lord Dongfang has arrived——"

  Her heart skipped a beat, Xia Chuqi turned her head to look over.

  Wow, so spirited!

  Just like Dongfang Bubai appearing in her mind, Dongfang Qingyun sat on a sedan chair made of fragrant wood carried by four people, wearing a bright red robe that shone with fiery brilliance, dressed in finery, with the ends of his sash hanging down, moving as if he was a cluster of crimson clouds at the edge of the sky, blending with the thick, pungent smell of fresh blood on the ground, bewitching and dazzling.

  Captivating the country and city! Unparalleled beauty!

  She is so beautiful that all the adjectives in her mind are in a hurry.

  "Qing Xuan arrived one step late, is Your Highness still alright?"

  "This king is very good." Zhao You raised an eyebrow coldly, "How could Master Dongfang also be in this place?"

  "The weather is great today, Qing Xuan has come out to enjoy the view."

  Is he here to sightsee? Why didn't he say he was here to slack off? Xia thought gloomily, but then heard Zhao Zhu say expressionlessly, "How does Lord Dongfang find the scenery?"

  "Too beautiful to behold!"

  That enchanting and shallow sentence escaped her lips, causing Xia Chuqi's heart to skip a beat.

  The street was littered with corpses and blood, the stalls on both sides were all smashed, only the Eastern Grand Governor would say that the scenery here is breathtakingly beautiful.

  "Dad!"

  She ignored Dongfang Qingxuan and gave Zhao Zhen a look instead.

  "First trial!"

  She reminded him that time was running out and he would be finished once the poison took effect.

  Zhao Zun nodded slightly, tacitly agreeing. Under the gaze of a group of people, she waved the silver needle in front of that guy.

  "Haven't handed over yet, waiting for the maggots?"

  That guy's forehead was covered in cold sweat, his teeth chattering, yet he didn't dare speak again.

  Xia Chuqi hummed softly and glanced at Dongfang Qingxuan with a hint of implication, saying, "Are you afraid to speak up because certain people have arrived? Hmm?"

  "Chu Xiao Lang!" Dongfang Qingxuan smiled slyly, "Are you referring to me with those words?"

  Xia Chuqi smiled and shook her head, "No."

  He slightly curled the corners of his lips, and Dongfang Qingxuan rested her elbows on the shoulder pole, glancing at Zhao Zhu again. She said slowly, "Your Highness, it seems that Chu Xiaolang has some misunderstanding about Qingxuan? Today, Qingxuan came over purely to enjoy the scenery, and really didn't expect to encounter such a thing. How do you think, Your Highness?"

  Zhao Zhuo said lightly, "In a melon field or under a plum tree, if you want to pick cleanly, it's better for the commander-in-chief to avoid getting involved."

  Dongfang Qingxuan smiled and replied, "Your Highness is absolutely right. However, I'm getting more and more curious about Chu Xiaolong's extraordinary skills, which are improving day by day. Besides, I've been thinking about him every day in the Commander's mansion... and couldn't sleep well. Now that I finally get to see him, how can I bear to leave?"

  Zhao Zun's face sank, Xia Chuyi felt wronged in her heart, and she quickly coughed twice, inserting a needle into the man's Qu Chi acupoint. As the man let out a terrified "ah", she viciously changed the subject.

  "Hurry up and say it!"

  The man was probably psychologically affected and after letting out a blood-curdling scream, he "happily" confessed.

  "I say, I say... Divine Doctor save me, it's, it's Prince Ning... wants to kill, kill you..."

  Your Highness Ning Wang?

  Will Prince Ning send someone to kill her on the street?

  Even Zhao Kui was mercilessly shot with a cold arrow?

  "You dare to lie, I'll make you pay."

  "I——"

  He uttered one word and with a "plop" his voice stopped abruptly.

  All he saw was a long sword with a cold light inserted into his heart position. Xia Chuqi turned around along the sword body, looked at Zhao Zhu's face, which was cold and stern, and threw him an inquiring look of incomprehension, then suddenly got up in annoyance.

  "Why did you kill him? He was a witness."

  Zhao Zun didn't respond to her, he simply pulled back the blood-stained sword with a whoosh and handed it over to Er Gui by his side. He then wiped his fingers clean and looked at Dongfang Qingxuan with an icy expression, his face calm and collected.

  "The scenery has been seen, but the Eastern Master still doesn't invite?"

  Clap Clap——

  Dongfang Qingxuan clapped his palms twice, but instead of leaving, he walked down from the sedan chair that had been parked at the side and slowly approached Zhao Zhu.

  "Your Highness indeed remembers brotherly affection, but I'm afraid Ning Wang doesn't think that way?"

  Zhao Zun snorted coldly and said calmly, "Lord Dongfang misheard."

  Pouting with two corners of his lips, Dongfang Qingxuan didn't argue with him, but suddenly smiled and leaned over to whisper in his ear, "Amur's beloved qin string broke, she's very sad."

  "Master Dongfang should go to the music shop instead." Zhao Zun's voice was emotionless.

  "Your Highness." Dongfang Qingxuan leaned in a bit closer, "As an older brother...I sometimes find it difficult."

  He turned his head away, and Zhao Zun looked him up and down before humming lazily, "Lord Dongfang's makeup is too thick, I don't like it. Please keep a distance from me."

  "Hmph, Your Highness is indeed heartless."

  "Is today the first day you've met me?"

  With a faint smile, Dongfang Qingxuan glanced at Xia Chuyi's still puzzled face, gave her a charming smile, and then shifted his gaze back to Zhao Zhuo. That gentle smile would have looked like he was just chatting with friends if not for the blood on the ground being too eye-catching.

  "Is Your Highness truly heartless?"

  He didn't wait for Zhao Zun, but instead pulled out a charming and enchanting smile.

  "Perhaps it's just too much sentiment?"

  Zhao You's face was cold and hard as he gazed at him with a lukewarm expression.

  "This king's private matter, no need for Your Excellency from the East to worry about it."

  Two people, you one sentence and I one sentence, all the sentences are ambiguous. Xia Chuiqi listened to it vaguely on the side, thinking about it again, Zhao Zhu's behavior just now was obviously "silencing". The corner of her mouth curled up involuntarily, slowly passing by, blocking in front of Zhao Zhu.

  "Great Commander, I have something to say."

  Dongfang Qingxuan smiled and said, "Please enlighten me, young Master Chu."

  "I don't dare to accept your teaching, I just have a few words to say from the heart."

  At the beginning of summer, Qi Liu's mouth crooked, and he slowly raised a finger, extremely slow, extremely slow, pointing to Dongfang Qingxuan's nose. "Great Commander, do you know what I hate the most?"

  Dongfang Qingxuan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled lightly, "What's wrong?"

  "I hate it when others steal the man I like. Especially when a better-looking guy than me tries to flirt with my man. Of course, women are no exception, what's mine is mine. Did you understand, Commander?"

  She smiled and said casually, startling everyone present.

  In the midst of the commotion, someone was whispering secretly...

  It's rare enough for men to fight over men.

  And that man was none other than the current Prince of Jin.

  Zhao's attendants and guards looked at the darkened face of the emperor, wishing they could plug their ears and cover their eyes, pretending they hadn't heard. But Dongfang Qingxuan, after a moment of stunned silence, raised an eyebrow and smiled with a sly charm.

  "The Chu imperial physician is quite interesting. However, I once heard a phrase that said the Jin king was someone who could make men discover their original preference for other men."

  A sentence with a smile was finished, and when Zhao Zun gave him a cold glance, he couldn't help but laugh.

  "Well then, Your Highness, Qing Xuan will take his leave."

  He turned around with a charming and seductive attitude, but Xia Chuqi suddenly curved her lips behind him.

  "General, please stay."

  He turned around, and Dongfang Qingxuan faintly raised the corners of his lips, "Does Chu Xiaolong have something else to say?"

  Hehe, Xia Zhong Qi waved his hand and his eyes curved like two new moons.

  "Our friendship is shattered! Goodbye, Sayonara, farewell!"

  The Eastern Blue Mystic's slender phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

  ……

  ……

  Cleaning up the battlefield didn't require Zhao Zilong's men to lift a finger, as Dongfang Qingxuan took the lead and the yamen runners from Yingtianfu followed closely behind, directing people to process the scene.

  The news of the fierce battle on Luoyan Street also spread throughout the capital, Ying Tian Prefecture, within a short half-hour. Some people said that more than 100 bandits were killed at the scene. Those thieves had bad luck and didn't know to be careful when robbing people, but they happened to rob Jin Wangye, so it was their fault for suffering eight lifetimes of misfortune, and being splattered with blood within five steps was a cheap price for them to pay. When the matter is investigated, I'm afraid it will implicate their families and relatives.

  At the same time, Zhao Zun led a dozen guards to kill more than a hundred bandits, and the glorious deeds of Chu Qi, the little divine doctor of the Jinwang Mansion, who was on the spot with Dongfang Daidu, the commander-in-chief of the Brocade Guard, were also spread like wildfire. A "triangular abnormal love" instantly became a beautiful topic for people in the capital to discuss after dinner, and the story was compiled more wonderfully than killing people.

  The assassination on Luoyan Street was successful, and the news spread quickly to the Imperial City. The old emperor was furious and ordered the Embroidered Uniform Guard to investigate the matter, with a decree that all those involved would be punished and their families implicated. As a result, the three dukes, nine ministers, and six departments were all in an uproar, frightened like ants on a hot skillet, fearing that the Embroidered Uniform Guard would use this opportunity to fabricate charges against them, and that the "assassination of the prince" would land on their own doorstep.

  On another level, the old emperor's actions have caused the original struggle for the throne to fall into an even more subtle and embarrassing situation. He is extremely fond of his youngest son Zhao Zhen, which is clear to everyone, and there are even rumors that if the Crown Prince were to pass away, the Emperor's intended successor would be King Jin.

  The mind of a politician is hard to grasp.

  But for a time, the entire capital was abuzz with the assassination incident on Luoyan Street, and the imperial court once again fell into a new round of tense atmosphere. And when the news spread, it was said that the three streets near the Jinwang Mansion had a traffic volume that was half less than usual.

  Everything is like this...

  The ignorant watch the excitement, while those in the know watch the gate.

  After a fight, Xia Qi's heart was still racing with fear, but she became even clearer.

  The battle for the throne in Beijing has entered a state of intense heat.

  Or there is a great storm brewing.

  There were many things, like a layer of fog in between, she couldn't quite clear her head.

  "Grandfather, were those people really sent by Ning Wang?"

  Two hours later, Xia Qiuzi washed up and sat in the warm pavilion of the Jin Wang Fu's Cheng De Yuan, holding a hand warmer, frowning as she stared at Zhao Shijiu who was playing chess alone in front of her, her eyes coldly sweeping past him.

  "What did you just say?"

  Unexpectedly, Zhao Zun faintly retorted.

  She raised an eyebrow, Xia Qi stared at him and hummed strangely, "Are you thinking about chess with your brain and also listening to chess with your ears? I'm talking about those people who ambushed us today, were they really sent by Ning Wang?"

  "Grandpa is asking you, just before the assassination, what did you say?"

  Does his train of thought have to be so disjointed?

  Before the assassination on horseback?

  Wasn't he angry at that time...

  She asked him what, he didn't hear anything?

  At the beginning of summer, she glared at him with a hateful look, thinking again... Those words didn't want to be said again, nor did they want to ask again. That Amur's piano was broken again, and he had to let him know that he was still innocent, but accidentally "rekindled old feelings". What else could she do? Today, she just made a statement in front of Dongfang Qingxuan, no matter whether it was a man or a woman, they couldn't snatch her man, the cowhide was blown to the sky, but complacency was not allowed.

  She coughed twice and her pair of dark eyes swayed back and forth.

  "No, I didn't say anything, forgot..."

  Zhao Zhu pursed the corner of his lips, not speaking, and stared at her for a long time. Suddenly, he put down the chess piece, reached out to pull her into his arms, and lightly kissed her.

  "A Qi, my reputation has been ruined by you, how can I be compensated?"

  For a moment, Xia Qiuzi locked eyes with Zhao Shijiu's unfathomable black pupils, then pouted and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She didn't know why, but she just felt that Zhao Shijiu's eyes seemed to be able to hook people into committing crimes.

  "Cough, what was that, actually I said that in front of Dongfang Qingyun earlier, it was just that... I was trying to help you out, you know? Otherwise, let you say you were pestered by a man, how embarrassing?"

  "Grandpa doesn't understand."

  She puckered her lips and stuck out her tongue, making a face.

  "Alright, you forgive me for speaking out of turn and I'll forgive your previous indifference. Let's just call it quits between us, neither of us will let the other pay."

  "Apathy?" Zhao Zun raised an eyebrow, looking puzzled.

  "On Luoyan Street, I asked you so many questions, didn't you know?"

  "Huh?" he asked back.

  He was always daydreaming when he was on horseback?

  Zhao Zun glanced at her lightly, as if explaining, and also as if speaking casually, "As soon as we arrived at the entrance of Luoyan Street, I sensed that something was unusual. I only paid attention to those people and didn't notice what you were saying."

  What's going on here!

  Xia Zhong Qi rolled her eyes.

  But now, does she still want to ask those questions? She opened her mouth several times, but found that some words had passed the point of time and really couldn't be said. Her eyes flashed, she shook her head, and smiled awkwardly.

  "Never mind, didn't say anything."

  Zhao Zhu's face turned dark, and he didn't ask any further questions. He just patted her forehead and gave a cold warning.

  "Don't be too close with others next time."

  "What person?" Xia Chuyi rubbed her forehead, bewildered.

  He let out a cold hum and didn't respond.

  "Oh, you're talking about Zhao Mianze, or is it Dongfang Qingxuan?" Chu Qi looked at him with a face that was getting darker and darker, let out a low snort, bit her lower lip, and couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Huh, could it be that my father has become sour? Haha..."

  "Shut up!" Zhao Zun coldly glanced over.

  Haha, Xia Qi's eyes curved into a smile as she laughed, not caring whether she was truly jealous or just pretending to be angry. She stretched out her hands and wrapped them around his neck, hanging on him like a little monkey, blinking her eyes.

  "Don't worry, I won't catch a cold for someone like Zhao Mianze in this lifetime. As for the Eastern Grand Commander..."

  She dragged out her voice and smiled at him with a radiant face, saying nothing more.

  His dark eyes narrowed dangerously, staring at his face, cool and chilling.

  She flirted with him on the seventh day of summer and burst out laughing.

  "He's too handsome, I don't dare look. Hahaha——"

  “……”

  Once again, Zhao Wangye's face turned black.

  That aloof and proud appearance made Xia Chuqi feel a wave of emotion, but he couldn't help but smile secretly. He subconsciously curled up the corner of his lips, winked at him, and changed the subject with one sentence.

  "Bring money!"

  "What?"

  "Hush money?"

  She didn't understand what she was saying, Zhao Zhu's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and with a light pat on her open palm. She only patted once, then casually picked it up and held it tight, leaning lazily on the soft cushion to ask her.

  "What is hush money?"

  "Grandfather, aren't you afraid that people will find out it was the Ning King who did it?" With a sneer, Xia Chuqi finally caught an opportunity to kill him, and how could he possibly let it slip away?

  "Now that I know about this, you can't kill me to silence me. So, you should give me some hush money, or else if I accidentally say something or talk in my sleep and reveal the truth, it would be terrible."

  Zhao Zun's dark eyes glanced at her and he asked lightly, "Really?"

  "It must be——ah——"

  The first one is whispering, and the second one is screaming.

  Her annoyed voice ended in a stunned expression, and she fell into the man's arms. His soft lips pressed down tightly, blocking her mouth, rolling and deepening, savoring that sweet taste. The two of them didn't part their lips until they were both panting for air. He asked in a light tone, "Is this way of sealing your mouth satisfactory, Qi?"

  "You scoundrel!"

  "It seems that Ah Qi of this king has really been silenced."

  "Hmm..."

  Xia Chuqi's eyes widened as she stared at the enlarged handsome face in front of her, a sly smile slowly flashing across her eyes.

  Is it King Ning?

  Hmph! She'll find out soon enough.

  "What is A Qi thinking?"

  A cold voice came from above, she felt a pain on her lips, the man's eyes were deep and mysterious, then he turned over and pressed down heavily, his fiery chest pinned her to the soft cushion...

  She closed her eyes and deeply kissed him...

  Digression

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  Acknowledgments:

  Dear [13729256622] and [Blue Tears 130], upgraded to become a contributor, hug one more time.

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