When Fu Jinhuan and others rushed to Feng's house, the entire Feng house was already surrounded like an iron barrel.

Bi Zhenhai brought 200 soldiers and surrounded the single courtyard where Zhu Xiu was assassinated.

The guards of the Taishi Mansion, the Sixth Street Patrol who came after hearing the news, and the Kaifeng Prefectural Government Officers blocked the street in front of the Taishi Mansion. All the surrounding streets were blocked, and other parties interacted with Feng Dao and Zhu Xiu.

Good people sent people to express their condolences one after another.

Feng Dao personally greeted Fu Jinhuan and took her to the back courtyard.

On the way, Feng Dao whispered what happened.

"Alas~ The identity of the assassin has been initially identified. He should be a soldier sent by Liu Chong of the Northern Han Dynasty. It is related to the assassination of some courtiers in recent times...

The assassin's target should be me, but Zhu Xiu saved me from the disaster!

If it weren't for Zhu Xiu, I would definitely die this time!

At that time, Liu Chong made a public appeal to the world, calling me a traitor and traitor, and accusing me of killing Liu Yun in Songzhou. He hated me to the core!~

The recent assassination of a court official has aroused my alarm, but I didn't expect that the assassin would sneak into the house and lie in wait!"

Feng Dao's old face was full of haggardness. Although he was not injured in this assassination, he was still very frightened. He had to walk through the gate of hell, and even if he didn't die, he would have lost half his life.

Fu Jinhuan pursed his lips, said nothing, and walked faster and faster.

Feng Dao hurriedly said: "Chan'er has stopped Zhu Xiu's bleeding. Although Zhu Xiu's aura is weak now, there is no danger of his life for a while..."

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Yang Qiaolian, who was following Fu Jinhuan, said: "The dignified Grand Master's Mansion actually let assassins sneak in, and if word spreads, they won't be afraid of ridicule..."

Feng Dao was speechless and could only smile bitterly.

He has always acted cautiously and tried not to offend anyone. After so many changes of dynasties, he has always been safe. This is the first time he has been attacked by assassins.

When Guo Wei ordered him to go to Songzhou to appease Liu Yun, he had a premonition that this would put him in danger, so he refused at first, but Guo Wei used hard and soft tactics, so he had to comply.

Liu Yun's sudden death had nothing to do with him, but he was also in Songzhou at the time. In this case, Liu Chong must have hated him deeply and vowed to avenge his murder!

The assassins of the Northern Han Dynasty definitely had no chance to attack Guo Wei, so Feng Dao became the biggest scapegoat.

In the first two years, Feng Dao specially recruited a group of veterans of the Forbidden Army to strengthen his bodyguards. However, there was no movement in the past two years, so he gradually relaxed his vigilance.

Unexpectedly, Liu Chongyin endured it for three years in Guangshun before suddenly revolting.

Thinking about the scene at that time, Feng Daohou was extremely frightened. If Zhu Xiu had not been present, how could his old bones have been able to deal with the vicious assassin.

When we rushed to the courtyard where the incident occurred, a servant was carrying a bucket to clean the blood stains on the ground. We could faintly see the large blood stains remaining on the bluestone brick floor. Even the cracks in the bricks were pitch black, and a faint smell of blood lingered in the air.

Yang Qiaolian covered her mouth in shock: "Isn't this all Brother Xiu's blood?"

Fu Jinhuan's legs and feet were weak, his body was swaying slightly, and his teeth were chattering.

Yang Qiaolian knew she had made a mistake and hurriedly supported her: "It should be the one left behind by the Killer of a Thousand Swords assassin. Don't worry, sister!"

Fu Jinhuan silently walked around the bloodstain and walked quickly towards the main room.

Not far away, there was a body thrown on the snow-covered grass, covered with a white cloth. It must be the assassin.

Bi Zhenhai stood guard outside the house with a knife on his shoulder, clasped his fists in salute and stepped aside.

The main room was temporarily converted into a bedroom, covered by a screen, and Shi Xiangwen sat bored in the corner and dozed off.

Through the screen, the figure lying on the bed could be vaguely seen. Fu Jinhuan paused, took a deep breath, and then walked forward with gentle steps.

Her recently married husband was lying quietly on the bed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep. There was no movement at all, and there was no sign of even breathing.

The pale and frightening face and bloodless lips showed how fragile the life of the person on the bed was at the moment.

Fu Jinhuan's tears couldn't stop falling, and his heart felt like a knife.

She originally thought she was prepared and strong enough to face her seriously injured husband, but seeing this scene, she still couldn't accept it.

It was clear that a few hours ago, the couple had been intimate and infatuated with each other, but the big cloak hanging by the side, obviously soaked in blood, was tied up by him himself.

Yang Qiaolian tightly covered her mouth to hold back her tears, turned around and walked aside to wipe her tears.

Feng Qingchan sat by the bed and took her pulse, her smooth forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.

She opened her eyes and looked at Fu Jinhuan, and said calmly: "My pulse is quite stable, Madam, please be at ease."

Fu Jinhuan curtsied and said, "Whether Lord Hou can pass this level depends entirely on my sister! Please do your best to save me!"

Feng Qingchan hurriedly stood up and supported her: "Madam, there is no need to be polite! Mr. Zhu Hou was assassinated in the Feng family. It was the Feng family who did not take good care of him. It is my sister who is sorry for madam! Madam, don't worry, my little sister will do her best to keep Mr. Zhu safe!"

Fu Jinhuan gently held her hand and said in a low voice: "I believe that my sister will see this look in her eyes, and her heart will be as painful as mine. Although this stinky guy is a disciple of a hermit, he does not have the slightest bit of hermit demeanor.

, he is thinking about this colorful world, and there are so many confidantes, and he is reluctant to let go!"

"Sister Fu..." Feng Qingchan felt sad and her eyes were filled with tears.

Fu Jinhuan said softly: "When Mr. Hou recovers from his injury, I will persuade him to marry you as soon as possible. From now on, you and I will be real sisters! It is not easy for us women to marry the person we like in this life. If we don't cherish some fate,

, if you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life!”

"I..." Feng Qingchan didn't expect that Fu Jinhuan would expose her thoughts in person. She wanted to deny it, but she couldn't say it out.

She glanced at the person lying on the bed, with a little longing hidden in her eyes.

Fu Jinhuan smiled. As early as half a year ago, when the girls took turns to visit Wu Youdi at the Hou Mansion, she knew that the granddaughter of the imperial master was also her competitor. She was no less sentimental about Zhu Xiu than she was.

The turmoil between the three families competing for a son-in-law took several months to subside. She had long wanted to find an opportunity to have a good talk with Feng Qingchan.

I just didn't expect to meet under such circumstances.

Fu Jinhuan gently opened the quilt, revealing Zhu Xiu's upper body was naked, with a white cloth tied diagonally from her chest to her back. A strong smell of sore medicine came to her nostrils.

Feng Qingchan said softly: "The chest was pierced by a sharp blade, but luckily no vital parts were injured. I have used thin catgut to sew up the wound, and mixed it with my mentor's secret medicine to stop the bleeding and remove the saprophytic muscle. I just bled too much and fell into a coma...

.”

Fu Jinhuan was silent for a while and sighed: "How much hope does Mr. Hou have of surviving? Please tell me the truth, sister!"

Feng Qingchan hesitated for a moment and whispered: "The trauma has been stabilized for the time being, but there is nothing I can do about the blood loss in the body. I can only resign myself to fate and see if he can survive it! If he can wake up within three days, there is hope of survival.

....”

Fu Jinhuan bit his lip tightly to resist the urge to cry. He gently rubbed his husband's forehead and murmured: "You said that there are still many things waiting for you to do in this world, but you can't just let go...

"

There was a commotion outside the house. Shi Lingyan and Zhou Xian stumbled in and were stunned when they saw Zhu Xiu on the hospital bed.

"Zhu Xiu!" Shi Lingyan cried and threw herself in front of the bed.

Zhou Xian's face turned pale. She had never seen Zhu Xiu so weak and weak. He was lying on the bed as if he might die at any time.

"Don't cry!" Fu Jinhuan shouted harshly. Shi Lingyan was so frightened that he forgot to cry and howled and stared at her blankly.

"The Marquis is seriously injured. Taking good care of him is the main business. What's the point of crying?" Fu Jinhuan softened his tone and showed his majesty.

"From today on, we will take turns guarding the Marquis' side, changing every day. Everything will be subject to Madam Feng's arrangements!"

Fu Jinhuan pointed at Shi Lingyan and Zhou Xian, and then said to Feng Qingchan: "Can you send Mr. Hou back to the mansion to rest in peace?"

Feng Qingchan shook her head and said: "The injury is not stable yet, so it is difficult to leave."

Fu Jinhuan said: "Then let's stay in the Grand Master's Mansion for the time being. I will stay and take care of you today. Lingyan and Madam Zhou should go back first and take good care of the old lady!"

Zhou Xian hesitated for a moment: "There are a lot of chores in the house, and I still need my wife to take care of me. It is better for me and Lingyan to serve the Marquis, so that my wife will not have to work hard..."

Fu Jinhuan sat by the bed, gently held Zhu Xiu's hand, and said calmly: "No big deal is as important as Mr. Hou's life! As a wife, I will take good care of both my husband and my family. No matter how hard it is, I will take good care of it."

What does it matter? You go back and come back tomorrow to replace me."

Zhou Xian nodded silently, pulled Shi Lingyan to bow, and walked away with three turns.

Feng Qingchan looked at Fu Jinhuan who was guarding the bed, and suddenly understood why Zhu Xiu chose her to be his wife.

In addition to Fu's prestige and status, perhaps more importantly, it is because Fu Jinhuan truly possesses the demeanor of a lady, and she is the best candidate for the head wife.

If it were her, would she be able to stabilize her mind and take care of everything when such a major change occurs in her family?

Feng Qingchan finally understood that she was inferior to Fu Jinhuan.

Soon, Zhang Yongde and his wife came to visit, and other friends and officials who had received the news also came.
Chapter completed!