The paper window was almost turned into a sieve. Ling Yutong lowered her eyes and saw Qi Yan's hand reaching towards her.
These hands have clear joints, and behind them is the courage to fear life and death.
She held it without hesitation and looked at him. She no longer tried to hide left and right, but followed his movements, jumped out of the window smoothly, and faced the darts that were shooting towards her.
Ling Yutong kept the path that Ruan Fu had taken her on firmly in her mind. She lowered her body and only needed to briefly explain it to Qi Yan, and he would understand.
The people who came to assassinate them discovered their whereabouts within three breaths. The leader saw their running shadows and led his subordinates to chase after them.
Ling Yutong glanced back, her heart tightening, and whispered: "They are catching up."
Qi Yan's eyes were calm: "Well, let's go around this corner, hand over the news, and run in the other direction."
In the other direction? Ling Yutong's eyes flashed, and she understood that Qi Yan must have an idea in mind, so she just followed, but...
She saw that part of the cloth wrapped around Qi Yan's body was soaked with blood, and she couldn't help but frown in worry. Can he hold on after suffering such an injury?
The feeling of grip coming from the palm of his hand was so clear that Ling Yutong was slightly startled and then heard Qi Yan say: "When escaping, you have to concentrate."
At that moment, she nodded and shook off the worries in her mind. The assassins behind her almost didn't conceal their whereabouts at all. What surprised them was that they didn't meet anyone from the palace along the way, and they were surprisingly quiet.
Going around a bend in front, there is a more prosperous palace wall. Ling Yutong recognized that the end of this section of the road was the place where she got the news before. Qi Yan had already prepared the note in his hand, pulled out the wall tiles, and tied it
Information is thrown out and a series of actions are completed in one go.
"Go! The other direction."
Qi Yan shouted low and tightened Ling Yutong's hand.
Behind the two men, darts followed like shadows, and a group of men in black were completely exposed to the sun, pursuing them relentlessly.
The wind whistled in Ling Yutong's ears, and she exerted all her strength on her legs and feet to keep up with Qi Yan's footsteps.
Finally there was someone in front, a row of palace maids carrying trays. What was special was that the palace ladies' trays were huge, with pipa placed on them.
Ling Yutong's eyes lit up, and she whispered: "I heard that in the palace, only Concubine Xian has the grace to play pipa on a tray, and she also likes to sit in the pavilion and pick up soldiers to play them!"
Qi Yan narrowed his eyes: "Concubine Xian, this noble lady is of high quality."
As soon as he spoke, Ling Yutong understood what he meant. Immediately, she had enough strength to run with her, and whispered: "As long as we get close to Concubine Xian and attract the secret guards, the secret guards in the palace cannot stand idly by.
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She could feel that Qi Yan's speed was also increasing.
The darts behind them kept hitting the palace wall they were bypassing. When they were in danger, the darts directly grazed her hair, causing her pupils to shrink. But despite the infinite danger around her, Qi Yan never relaxed his hold on her hand.
Her eyes moved, and her heart seemed to be stabbed softly. The wind blew over the side of his face, her throat was so dry that it felt like it was burning, and her heartbeat was beating as fast as a drum.
A few steps away, the sound of a pipa sounded, melodious and sweet.
Qi Yan raised his feet and climbed onto the stage next to the pavilion. The maids were startled. Just as they tried to maintain their dignity, they saw the killer in black hanging tightly behind. The tip of the dart shone coldly in the sunlight.
It's even scarier down there.
"There is an assassin, protect your empress quickly!"
With a scream, the palace maids were in a mess, and Concubine Xian's eyebrows jumped suddenly as she was immersed in the sound of the pipa.
As soon as Concubine Xian opened her eyes, she was so frightened that her face turned pale. How could there be an assassin?
She bit her lip tightly and looked around in panic. When she noticed Qi Yan, she couldn't help but said in surprise: "Qi Yan?"
Concubine Xian didn't recognize Ling Yutong, but that didn't stop her from knowing the news that the Holy Lord had left the two of them in the palace. Her eyes were a little confused, but more horrified. "You, you guys... how could you be so seriously injured?"
Qi Yan stood still and lowered his eyes: "I have seen Concubine Xian. We were assassinated in the palace, so we had no choice but to escape and bumped into the noble. We were helpless."
He was dressed in blood, but his back was straight. Even in such a dangerous moment, his etiquette was flawless.
Ling Yutong stood beside him and also saluted Concubine Xian. She still had scratches on her face caused by darts, her bun was messy, but her face was astonishingly beautiful.
The killers who followed them turned a blind eye when they saw Concubine Xian. The darts in their hands were so powerful that one of them was going straight through Concubine Xian and towards Ling Yutong!
Ling Yutong got excited and went up to push Concubine Xian away, but in the next moment, a knife flew over and pierced the dart directly.
The dart broke into two pieces on the ground, and there was a swishing sound from clothes. Concubine Xian did not bother to shout for help, but a figure in palace clothes jumped out of the darkness and fought with the killers.
Ling Yutong's hand had already touched Concubine Xian's back. Seeing this scene, she silently took it back, feeling greatly relieved.
She saw Qi Yan looking at those people coldly, the cold light in his eyes was very scary.
They made the right bet.
That extremely quiet road must have been deliberately arranged by someone to prevent them from being forced to run out in a hurry. But the person who arranged all this probably did not expect that Concubine Xian would appear nearby and act as their protective umbrella.
After being thankful to be saved, Ling Yutong felt a surge of annoyance in her heart. If they made a mistake today, they would inevitably be killed by the darts! Her fists were clenched tightly, and even the wounds ached.
Qi Yan turned his head and whispered in her ear: "These people are not secret guards, they are killers."
Killer? Ling Yutong's eyelids jumped. Is Yu Nanxun the hired killer?
She still had many doubts, but Qi Yan had already signaled her to calm down with his eyes, so she pursed her lips and remained silent.
The gap between the killers and the secret guards in the palace was huge. After a very fast fight, all the killers were restrained, and the secret guards knelt down to apologize.
Concubine Xian clutched her chest and was in shock.
As early as the beginning of the chaos, someone from Concubine Xian's office ran away frantically to report the news to the Holy One.
At this moment, an anxious bright yellow figure appeared not far away, and the Holy Master strode over with a dark face. As soon as Concubine Xian raised her eyes, the Holy Master held her cheek. She was so frightened that tears burst out of her eyes.
The atmosphere was extremely oppressive. The Holy Emperor gently wiped Concubine Xian's tears, turned his head, and said in a voice that was as cold as a bone: "Are these people disturbing my beloved concubine?"
There was an uproar and kneeling on the ground, and there was a commotion of excuses and voices telling the whole story.
Ling Yutong turned to look at Qi Yan and nodded lightly. This disturbance was caused by them, and they had to admit their mistake before the Holy One got angry, so that the Holy One could see their miserable appearance.
With a plop, the two of them knelt down at the same time. "Reporting to Your Majesty, the turmoil started because of the two of us..."
The strong smell of blood wafted over the surface, and the cloth wrapped around Qi Yan's body had been completely dyed red. His whole body looked like he had been fished out of a pool of blood, and he was horrified at first glance.
Ling Yutong's hair was messy, her body was bruised and bruised, and there were bloodstains on the backs of her hands and cheeks.
The Holy One also just noticed the two of them.
When I lowered my eyes, I was so angry!
"Okay, who is it! How dare you go beyond my orders and privately execute the two of them?"