630. Remember to Learn Martial Arts for Rebellion in Your Next Life
Wen Ranran gritted her teeth and pressed the long sword on her waist to catch the traces.
Now we are above the main hall. If we really get to that point, it wouldn't be a bad idea to use Zuo Yan as a hostage!
Wen Ranran didn't speak, just stared at the other person coldly.
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister, are you joking? If something happens to King Yu and I today, how long do you think you can sit on the throne?"
Zuo Yan was stunned, but could not refute Wen Ranran's words.
Lan Guo is now in a mess internally. He wants to take advantage of the chaos, but he doesn't want to offend Rong Guo at this time.
The reason for offending Rongguo before was because the prince and the king of Shu were together, and he was sure of it, but now
If he kills Wen Ranran, he will offend Xia Lishuang and refuse to kill her, so will he let a sister-in-law of the other party weigh on him?
Zuo Yan gritted his teeth. He had reached this point and was already dead. He took this opportunity to kill Wen Ranran and Xia Lishuang. Even if there was a war in the future, it would be in the future. Bin and Yan were both partners of his cooperation.
Thinking of this, a coldness suddenly appeared in Zuo Yan's eyes.
"Kill me! Kill Wen Ranran and Xia Lishuang. When the Prime Minister ascends the throne in the future, you will definitely be rewarded heavily!"
Outside the palace gate, countless shouts of killing were heard. Wen Ranran held the long sword at her waist and was about to take action when she saw a man in black suddenly appeared behind Qingxuan, holding a scimitar and about to stab the opponent!
Wen Ranran tensed up, jumped up and rushed forward, blocking the knife for Qingxuan, and then quickly started fighting with the man in black.
Beyond the long steps, countless shouts of killing came, deafening.
Xia Lishuang's eyes were cold and stern, and the long sword at her waist was instantly unsheathed, blocking three or five cavalry, and then shot fiercely, heading straight for Zuo Yan.
The troops from the Prime Minister's Mansion quickly arrived in the palace and surrounded the officials. Xia Lishuang looked cold and indifferent. Almost no one could see clearly how he drew the sword. They only saw a flash of red light, and Zuo Yan hadn't reacted yet.
The long sword was already firmly placed on the opponent's neck.
"Whoever takes one more step forward! Your Prime Minister will be dead!"
Xia Lishuang's stern voice caused some of the surrounding soldiers to stop in their tracks.
Zuo Yan only felt a chill on his neck, and he had already been cut with a long sword.
Xia Lishuang's tone sounded softly in her ears, as if the King of Hell was urging her to die.
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister, before you plot rebellion in your next life, remember to practice martial arts first. Otherwise, such a simple and unskilled palace change will be really boring for me!"
Zuo Yan shook his body and almost peed his pants.
Outside the palace gate, another group of soldiers and horses attacked. Jiang He was wearing a rare armor, and his usually cowardly brows became a little sharper.
Zuo Yan almost collapsed to the ground when he saw Jiang He's face.
"How could this happen?! Jiang He, Jiang He is not dead?!"
Jiang He's face was condensed, and finally there was a trace of anger on the scholar's face, "It seems that the Prime Minister really wants me to die?"
Jiang He's arrival has stabilized the situation to some extent.
On the high position, the man in black who was fighting with Wen Ranran was cut off by Wen Ranran with a sword and then disappeared without a trace.
"Are you okay?" Wen Ranran looked at Qingxuan. Qingxuan's face was pale. Obviously, the fatigue of these days and the urgency just now had made him exhausted.
Qingxuan almost fell down with a pale face, and was quickly put into the side hall to take care of him.
In the main hall, Xia Lishuang helped Jiang He deal with the aftermath, and Wen Ranran rushed directly to the harem. Before entering the Changle Palace door, she could already hear bursts of sobbing.
Wen Ranran kicked the door open and looked at Jiang Shu who was kneeling on the ground, the unconscious Emperor Lan Xuan, and Doctor Xi who was diagnosing and treating Emperor Lan Xuan.