C12 half-way puncture

"Does the emperor have any important matters to discuss with His Highness?" But it's hard to say directly, but under the guise of having a banquet, you can be in the palace for a secret conversation? " On the contrary, Du Zhong was much more composed since he was also one of Prince Feather's trusted followers.

"If you need my prince's help, you should personally come to our Prince's Mansion! Isn't it the same if you have something to discuss in the Prince's Mansion?" Zhang Liang was indignant for her master.

He was a straightforward person. If there was any resentment or discontent in his heart, he would directly express it.

"Enough! The Emperor's intentions are not something that you people can casually criticize! Get the carriage ready. Also, put a new blanket on the bottom of the carriage. "

Zhang Liang's face changed, "Your Royal Highness, do you really want to enter the palace?"

Qian Yeli glared at him. Was this subordinate doubting his decision?

"Even if it is a luxurious carriage, it will still bumpy when you move. Your highness ?" Zhang Liang still wanted to advise his again.

However, Qian Ye Li called out to Du Zhong, "Du Zhong, go find someone to bring back the swivel chair."

For convenience's sake, the craftsmen in the Prince's Mansion specially ordered a swivel chair.

The so-called swivel chair was a chair that made it convenient for the severely ill patients. They could be pushed to swivel on this chair and even freely move about.

After Du Zhong left, Zhang Liang glanced at Du Zhong's back as he left angrily.

"Your Highness, I don't understand. Since you have already suspected him, why are you still keeping him by your side? Isn't that very dangerous?"

By Prince Feather's side, there was already a spy, this was something they were well aware of.

"This King wants to use him to fish for a big fish! Remember, you won't be able to eat hot tofu if you're anxious! "

Qian Ye Li had her own plans and plans.

Right now, a lot of evidence was pointing at Du Zhong.

Qian Yeli wasn't satisfied, she only wanted to capture Du Zhong. What he wanted was to capture the person behind Du Zhong.

That person's ability, as well as his wealth of ability, were all far above Du Zhong's.

As for Du Zhong, he was just a lackey's subordinate at most.

"Aiya, Little Wan, when can you do that? My head is so heavy, and my dress is not comfortable at all, I want to change it! " Ban Xia who was pressed down in front of the copper mirror had previously been patient enough to let Tang Xiaowan dress herself up, but after a while, this dressing up, it seemed like she did not have any intention of ending, she finally started to become impatient.

"Don't move, wangfei, don't move at all. Otherwise, everything this servant has done before will all be for naught!" Tang Xiaowan anxiously stopped her.

It wasn't easy for him to complete his makeup, and Ban Xia was so tired that she was about to die.

"Princess, please enter the carriage!"

When Ban Xia came out of her luxurious clothes, a light flashed in her eyes.

New Princess began to dress up seriously ? She was actually a peerless beauty!

"Where's your Prince?" "I heard that the Emperor specially set up a banquet at the palace. Won't he go?"

Ban Xia had not seen Qian Yexun yet, so she asked a little.

Zhang Liang's gaze swept towards the carriage as he replied respectfully, "Reporting to the wangfei, the prince is already inside."

Thinking about how he was about to enter the palace in the same carriage as this seriously ill Prince, Ban Xia's emotions immediately became complicated.

There was indescribable happiness, but there was also an indescribable melancholy.

God knows, even in her dreams she wanted to be closer to him, closer.

In her previous life, the days of training had been so arduous, so hard to bear, and there was only one reason why she could keep clenching her teeth and persevering, and that was that she hoped that one day, she would be able to train even more and stand shoulder to shoulder with this young master. She hoped that one day, she would be able to become his right-hand man, an indispensable helper, an existence that could not be ignored.

Now he was so close to her that she could almost reach him with her hand.

"Princess!"

As his personal servant, Tang Xiaowan went over to help Ban Xia get on the carriage.

When the carriage's curtain was lifted, a thick blanket had already been placed on top of the carriage. Of course, this blanket was specially made for that sickly prince.

At this moment, a seriously ill person was lying in the carriage.

From the looks of it, this carriage had also been temporarily modified, so it was longer and wider.

Ban Xia got on the carriage, and the carriage's curtain was quickly pulled down by the people outside.

In the narrow space, Ban Xia was actually a little nervous.

The man lying beside her was her newlywed husband, but between the two of them ? He didn't even have the most basic of intimacy.

Right now, in the same compartment, the atmosphere was awkward and awkward.

The horse carriage started moving, and the road soon became bumpy.

Ban Xia anxiously looked at the person lying beside him, "Your Highness, are you alright?"

She didn't understand. The current emperor clearly knew that the Prince Feather was severely ill and couldn't collapse, but why did he insist on summoning them to the palace at this time?

Not a single human life could be spared from such a monumental event. It was definitely a precious treasure, wasn't it?

Qian Yexun's injuries were indeed not light. Every time the carriage jolted about, even if it was only slightly, his brows would knit together tightly. A pair of big hands were tightly covering the position of his chest.

Regarding the concern of the lady beside him, Qian Yexun felt a little uncomfortable.

"Is your wound hurting again? Do you want me to examine it for you? Does your wound have any cracks?" Ban Xia was a little worried.

When Qian Yexun heard this, he felt even more uncomfortable.

Faced with such a straightforward rejection, Ban Xia didn't dare to make the decision on her own for the moment.

She did not have much experience in taking care of patients. In the past when she was in Killer's Gate, whether it was heavy or light injuries, she would randomly apply some medicine and grit her teeth and finish the job.

There wouldn't be much communication between fellow disciples of the Killer's Gate either, because it wasn't allowed.

Under this awkward atmosphere, the carriage suddenly began to shake violently.

Ban Xia's first reaction was to not let Qian Yexun get injured again. This kind of violent shaking was definitely not a good thing for patients that were seriously ill. At this moment, she could not care about her own safety, and also due to the critical situation at hand, she anxiously pulled Qian Yexun back.

This was the first time their limbs had touched each other. The femininity of a woman was in stark contrast to the masculinity of an adult male.

Qian Yexun's nose had always been sensitive. When the woman pounced towards him, his nose seemed to have smelled a unique fragrance, a fragrance that was emitted by this woman.

Strangely, he was not a man who liked the smell, but he did not dislike it at all.

He hated being touched by anyone, including his subordinates, which made him feel uncomfortable.

At this moment, he felt extremely uncomfortable. Despite the danger in front of him, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but that damnable woman acted as if she was going against him on purpose. The more he wanted to break free from her, the tighter she pulled on him.

"Protect the prince!"

Zhang Liang's anxious voice came from outside.

The carriage stopped shaking. The two people in the carriage were no longer in the mood to care about each other's existence. They focused all of their attention on the critical situation outside.

The accompanying guards were all Qian Yexun's trusted aides.

The shaking of the carriage just now must have been due to a sudden attack from the outside world.

Because it was a sneak attack, he was caught off guard.

Very quickly, the sound of swords clashing could be heard outside.

It should be Qian Yexun's guards fighting with the thieves that had come to ambush them.

"What's going on? Isn't it just going to the palace? How come in broad daylight, there's actually someone who dares to sneak attack us?" Ban Xia's face changed greatly. As a professional female assassin, she knew that this surprise attack was not a simple one.

Even if the man beside him was seriously ill, what kind of identity did he have? He was the famous and famous' War God 'of the Floating Cloud Nation, an undefeated war god in the hearts of the commoners.

Who could have done this to a man so beloved and so beloved of a god of war, who had despicably taken advantage of his illness when he was out.

There could only be one possibility, and that was that the person who had launched the sneak attack should be his enemy, or an enemy with whom he had formed a grudge against.

However, no matter what it was, the situation in front of him was extremely dangerous.

"What should we do? Can you be sure that your people can deal with those thieves who sneaked an attack on them? " Ban Xia asked worriedly.

The two of them were very close now, to the point that when Qian Yexun raised his eyes, he could clearly see the long eyelashes of the woman. If this woman was not the spy that the woman had arranged for him, perhaps he would treat her well.

"I'm not sure. What? Are you afraid of death?" Qian Yexun intentionally used a sarcastic tone to ridicule.

He wanted to be a spy, and was even hiding beside him. He was afraid of death, but he couldn't be a good spy.

"Are you not afraid of death? Our lives, compared to yours, should be more valuable and more valuable. If you want to be afraid, it should be you who are more afraid! " Ban Xia could tell that his tone was not good.

As for how she'd offended him and made him unhappy, she couldn't figure it out.

The smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger. The two of them no longer had the mood to joke around.

Suddenly, a sharp gust of wind came from the sky, rushing straight towards Ban Xia and the others.

Not good, there was danger!

A masked assassin dressed in black raised his sword and stabbed towards the direction of the carriage.

A bit further away, Zhang Liang was currently entangled by two masked assassins, unable to escape successfully for a short while.

The rest of the guards were lying on the ground, seriously injured and miserably dead.

The scene was chaotic and filled with blood.

This was a secluded alley, the only way to enter the palace.

The other party had chosen to make a move here. It was obvious that he had carefully selected this location.

Zhang Liang was sweating anxiously. His highness was in danger, these black masked assassins had made a move, he could tell that they were all well-trained, their target this time should be his prince.

Damn it, they actually chose to assassinate the Prince when he was heavily injured. These thieves were truly bold and unbridled!

He was skilled, but was entangled by the bandits. Even though he used all his skills, he was still unable to escape.