Chapter 227: If Yan Yunxiao dies, she will give up?

As soon as he finished speaking, all the guards guarding the gate drew their swords and pointed them at General Douhu.

Su Jiuer didn't say anything when she heard this.

She might be shocked by General Douhu's courage and loyalty, but she was not moved by her eyes.

Although I know that under this system dynasty, how can the lives of others be worthy of your Majesty's destiny? Su Jiuer still cannot surrender to this system at heart.

Yan Yunxiao’s life is life, is it that the life of General Douhu is not life?

She looked in the hall with her teeth tightly, and did not approve of General Douhu's suggestion. The two sides were stalemate for a while.

General Douhu shouted anxiously at Su Jiuer, "Empress Su! What are you still hesitating about!"

As he said that, he rushed forward and fought with the guards who were blocking the front.

King Qi snorted coldly, forced Yan Yunxiao's order and shouted, "Come on! Take this trespasser to me!"

Perhaps time waited for no one, General Douhu was impulsive.

He turned his head and looked at Su Jiuer, which seemed to be escorting her in, and he would guard her outside the hall, prevent them from entering the hall, and buy time for Su Jiuer to heal His Majesty.

Su Jiuer understood what he meant, and couldn't help but think of Zhaoshun for leaving the palace.

If reinforcements come, I am afraid I will have to wait for half an hour.

General Douhu is afraid that he won't last for that long.

Just as he was thinking, General Douhu suddenly pulled Su Jiuer and threw her into Longhua Palace.

Su Jiuer had never seen Yan Yunxiao's miserable situation with his own eyes, so he had only a "not very good" concept of his situation. However, General Douhu saw him entering the palace with his own eyes with his own eyes, so his worries were much more exaggerated than those from Su Jiuer.

Just caught off guard, Su Jiuer stumbled in.

The bag on her waist was slightly swept a little, and it hit her sword that was slashing over, cutting a hole in her cloak.

"Crazy"

The bag was cut directly, and all the things inside were thrown out.

A white jade brand slid out for a distance, and finally hit the threshold of Longhua Palace, making a muffled sound, but it was not broken.

Su Jiuer was stunned for a moment, then crawled over frantically, held the sign in her hand, and raised it high.

"Stop it all!"

She yelled loudly, her chest undulating violently.

Everyone was shocked by her sudden sharp aura, and couldn't help but stop the fight in their hands, swept their eyes at her, and finally landed on the jade token in her hands.

This finest mutton fat jade color is very eye-catching. Even under the hazy rain curtain, you can still see the exquisite and complex auspicious clouds and dragons carved on it, and everyone looks familiar.

Isn’t this the mutton fat jade pendant that Your Majesty wore every day before and never left his body?

Su Jiuer slowly knelt down from the ground, her whole body was almost wet, and her face looked a little embarrassed after the argument.

But the momentum in her eyes was still firm and clear, making her whole body shine brightly.

She pointed the mutton fat jade pendant in her hand at King Qi, then stared at him, saying word by word, "Your Majesty's personal token is here. Seeing this thing is like seeing Your Majesty, who dares to stop me!"

No one spoke at the scene, and King Qi's brows frowned a little deeper.

Although Su Jiuer does not have the ability to overturn the situation, she seems to be able to shake his plan at critical moments.

General Douhu snorted coldly, and with one sword, he picked up the long sword that everyone was targeting, and swept across the faces of none of them coldly and solemnly.

After a long time, seeing that His Highness Qi did not speak, everyone silently took the sword in their hands back into the sheath.

Su Jiuer stared at him for a while, and finally threw the fallen card of mutton fat jade into the arms of General Douhu. He picked up the scattered objects on the ground and stumbled into the hall.

No one stops this time.

From the moment Su Jiuer raised the card to fall, King Qi never made any sound.

His eyes were staring at the darkness, not knowing whether he was looking at the falling card or looking at Su Jiuer who was in such a situation, he was going to Yan Yunxiao with such a firm and clear eyes.

A guard leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Your Highness, did you really let her in?"

"If the raid sword killed her just now, it wouldn't have any effect."

After all, she has no power and no power, and everyone's focus is on His Majesty or General Fighting Tiger.

If a general who is loyal and righteous in protecting the master dies, their behavior may be criticized and will be very difficult to deal with.

But even if Empress Su was a woman, even if she died under the sword, everyone would only say that she was a woman who caused trouble and would not worry about it for many days.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, King Qi turned his head slightly and glanced at him quietly.

The eyes were full of oppression. He even felt that he would say something more, and King Qi would pinch his neck and let him die first.

The military guard hurriedly said that he was talking too much, and then retreated from King Qi.

Yan Yunting said coldly, "Let her go, I want to see how capable this woman is!"

Do you have to watch Yan Yunxiao die with your own eyes before she will really give up?

Su Jiuer's figure had long disappeared at the entrance of the hall, and his eyes were still following the deepest, and he was still cold and didn't know what he was thinking.

The candlelights in the hall were turned off, the sky was dark outside, and the hall was even more hazy, and only the blurred shadows of the items were seen.

Su Jiuer dragged her body and followed the blood marks to search, and finally saw a lonely figure shrouding in the corner of the wall under the window lattice on the west side.

The thick and gorgeous curtains hung in the corner, and were rolled over a corner and covered by him.

Su Jiuer choked in her throat, and she called out tentatively.

"Yan Yunxiao?"

I couldn't recognize my hoarse voice.

After the sound fell, what responded to her was the tranquility of the room.

Su Jiuer wiped the rain on her face, pushed apart the hair that was pressed against her face, and finally came to Yan Yunxiao.

His face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

Even breathing is hard to detect.

Su Jiuer suddenly reached out and placed her under his nose. After feeling it for a while, she let out a trembling breath.

She almost thought.

She didn't dare to think about it anymore, so she began to peel off Yan Yunxiao's clothes with all her heart, only focusing on the word "healing".

In such a position, watching his patients die in front of him is an extremely cruel thing for Su Jiuer.

Especially this person, Yan Yunxiao is still there.

She has her own responsibility for this man, and her inner preference and selfishness.

No one knows what kind of pressure and torment she feels in her heart at this time.

When she took off Yan Yunxiao's outer robe, her hands were trembling wildly uncontrollably.

She forced herself to calm down, her eyes widened.

A tear fell from her eyes, but there was no sadness in her eyes.

She dared not express her sadness.

At this moment, she could only be her own strong backing, support herself, and do her best to pull Yan Yunxiao back from the front line of life and death!
Chapter completed!