The smell of blood filled the inn. Song Shuwan staggered back. Under the protection of Baicao, she tried her best to get out of the fighting area. Fortunately, Pei Huan's secret guards were very strong and captured all King Yong's men in a moment, leaving only Yong.
Wang alone stood in the middle.
Song Shuwan stared at him, and Baicao's voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "Prince Princess, please treat the wound first, the blood has been flowing."
"I know."
Song Shuwan replied and sealed the acupuncture points near the wound with golden needles. Unexpectedly, the blood did not stop as she expected, but instead flowed more violently.
What a strange weapon!
Song Shuwan's pupils shrank. While in the capital, Zhen Yuan was injured twice, both times by a strange weapon. The wounds were difficult to heal and the blood flowed endlessly.
On the other side, Pei Huan also noticed the change: "King Yong, you betrayed Great Zhou!"
King Yong sneered: "Betrayal? I just made the choice that suits me best, that's all."
"A traitor is a traitor. No matter how much you talk, you can't erase your identity as a traitor. If you dare to betray me, I will make you, Prince Yong, and Prince Yong's Mansion pay the price."
Pei Huan's voice became colder and colder. He could tolerate provocation from anyone in the court, but he could not bear betrayal.
King Yong snorted coldly and stood still: "You don't think that I only brought a few trash here, do you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was noise around him: "No, it's a Tatar."
"Damn it, didn't the Tatars retreat? Why are there still people?"
"You actually put the Tatars into the city, King Yong, are you crazy?"
All kinds of angry curses were directed at King Yong, but King Yong didn't care at all. He said coldly: "What are you waiting for? Pei Huan is right here. Capture him. It will be a trivial matter for the Tatars to enter the city. You guys
Do you want to miss this opportunity?"
The Tatars looked at each other, and in the next moment, they aimed their spears at King Yong.
One of them shouted: "I'll deal with you first, and then I'll kill Pei Huan!"
Even King Yong did not expect such a change. Seeing the Tatars approaching, he had to move closer to the inn.
On the other side, Song Shuwan saw that the wound was bleeding and was running towards the inn. She needed to go back to her room to get needle and thread to mend the wound.
Running stretched the wound, and the severe pain made her face become paler.
"Your Majesty, I need..."
Before she finished speaking, Pei Huan took over: "You go and treat the wound first, then leave this place to me."
Song Shuwan looked at him deeply and whispered: "Be careful."
"Um."
Song Shuwan, with a pale face, rushed back to the inn as fast as possible. A Tatar tried to stop her, but was stopped by a secret guard.
Pei Huan said coldly: "I am here today. No one can enter the inn again."
One of the Tatars sneered: "Really? I want to see how a person who is destined to die can stop us and kill them!"
On the other side, Baicao suddenly exclaimed: "Prince Princess, your wound..."
Song Shuwan glanced at it and speeded up again: "Hurry up, I don't want to bleed to death."
At this moment, the sound of a cane hitting the ground came from the front, and Song Shuwan subconsciously stopped: "Mr. Han!"
A moment later, Han Sanzhen appeared from the corner, turned his gaze, and his expression suddenly changed: "What's going on?"
"I was injured by a weapon..."
Song Shuwan quickly explained the situation, her body shaking due to the continuous bleeding.
Han Sanzhen hummed softly and took out the porcelain bottle: "Sprinkle this powder on it and it will stop the bleeding immediately."
"thump--"
Song Shuwan fell to the ground, she no longer had the strength to stand.
Baicao took a look and quickly stepped forward to take the porcelain bottle: "Prince Princess, I will give you the medicine."
"Well!"
When the powder fell, Song Shuwan wished she could curl up, it hurt, it hurt so much.
"Han Langzhong..."
She squeezed out three words through her teeth, and Han Sanzhen said calmly: "The effect of the medicine is a bit strong, just bear with it and it will be fine."
Song Shuwan lowered her head. She didn't know how long it took before she dared to move a little. Although the pain was still severe, the biggest advantage was that it didn't bleed: "Your medicine is really powerful."
She opened her mouth to praise, but fell straight down the next moment. There was only one feeling in her last consciousness - it hurt like hell.
Outside the inn, the secret guards blocked the attacking Tatars, but King Yong was unable to deal with it alone.
Pei Huan saw this in his eyes, and all kinds of thoughts went through his mind. After all, he thought of his past military exploits and asked the secret guard to go over and protect Ichigo.
King Yong glanced at him, but didn't say anything, he just retreated to the rear.
Seeing such a scene, the Tatars simply aimed all their attacks at King Yong.
Not to mention Pei Huan, even King Yong did not expect such a scene. Even with the protection of secret guards, he was forced to retreat continuously.
Seeing that the situation became critical, King Yong rushed directly to Pei Huan.
"Get away!"
Before he even got close, An San scolded him.
King Yong sneered: "A mere guard dares to scold me. You are the one who wants to get out of here."
"puff--"
An arrow penetrated King Yong's chest with great force. The unexpected situation made everyone stunned. Then there was a "plop" and King Yong fell to the ground. Blood poured out from his wound. In an instant,
It flowed all over the ground.
Just then, a Tatar shouted: "Withdraw!"
Pei Huan was furious: "No one is allowed to leave, let me keep them all!"
The secret guards gathered from all sides and wanted to kill the Tatars completely.
The next moment, all the Tatars committed suicide directly, leaving the secret guards standing there, unable to react for a long time.
At the same time, Lin Yujun rushed over and was a little stunned when he saw the corpses on the ground.
"What, what's going on?"
"Are those Tatars? How did they get into the city?"
Amidst all the doubtful words, Pei Huan pinched his eyebrows and said: "Send King Yong to the inn immediately to see if he can be rescued."
"yes."
One of the secret guards quickly stepped forward, carried King Yong on his back and ran towards the inn.
Han Sanzhen was very dissatisfied when he saw the person. In his opinion, a person with evil intentions was not worth saving. Thinking about this, he directly rejected the secret guard's request to save people.
At this moment, Pei Huan arrived and couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard the words: "Mr. Han, you must save this man. He can die anywhere, but he cannot die in the inn, as it will affect Wan'er."
Han Sanzhen glared at him: "What do you mean? Are you threatening me?"
"To tell the truth, how can it be called a threat? Among Han Lang, King Yong is innocent in the eyes of outsiders. Once something happens to him, someone will take care of it..."
At this point, Pei Huan paused. He had not finished speaking, but Han Sanzhen understood what he meant. Even though he was very dissatisfied, he still let the secret guard put him down.
"I can't guarantee that you can be revived. If you really are going to die, you have to deal with the follow-up matters well."
"Don't worry, if he really dies, I will definitely handle the aftermath."
Pei Huan made a guarantee and asked about Song Shuwan's situation.
Han Sanzhen pointed at her room: "She's unconscious. Go and have a look."