Fortunately, this teahouse was remote and there were not many people coming and going, but it still caused a lot of panic, and the people screamed and fled in all directions.
Before Chu Miaoer could recover from the shock, she saw Fu Yunqi with a solemn face, holding on to the window sill and jumping down.
"Prince!——"
Chu Miaoer turned around in response and saw Tingfeng standing at the door with wide eyes.
He quickly looked around the room. The tables and chairs had long been torn apart, and the blood on the ground was still wet. It was obvious that he had experienced a fierce fight. Thinking of the screams that suddenly sounded when he just went upstairs, Tingfeng felt something bad in his heart.
He quickly asked: "Princess, there was an assassination just now?!"
"Princess...what happened?" Baitao was frightened when he heard the word "assassination". He immediately rushed up and checked, and asked worriedly, "Princess, are you okay? Are you injured?"
Chu Miaoer glanced at Baitao and just shook her head. She held up her skirt and walked quickly to Tingfeng, covering her head and cursing: "Why did it take you so long to come back after I asked you to pick someone up? If you hadn't delayed, you would have come back earlier.
Maybe it’s not Wan Niang who died!”
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the large and small boxes in his hand, couldn't help but his eyes turned red, and hurried out the door.
Tingfeng was speechless and quickly put down his things and chased after him.
At this time, the road downstairs was deserted. It turned out that Wan Niang specifically asked me to take her into the palace that day because she had known for a long time that someone would assassinate Fu Yunqi in order to protect Fu Yunqi.
Seeing the blood gurgling out of Wan Niang's mouth, Chu Miao'er's heart ached for no reason.
"Sister, sister, I'm going to find the little Khan. He will definitely have a way to save you..." Azhe hugged Wan Niang and knelt down on the ground. His body was stained with blood and his eyes were scarlet. He held Wan Niang tightly.
Holding my mother's hand, she murmured in a low voice, "You won't die, you definitely won't die..."
But he himself also knew that with that sword strike just now, he stabbed Fu Yunqi in the chest with all his strength, just to kill Fu Yunqi, leaving him with no chance of survival.
"Don't beg him again for me. Sister A just wants you to live well... Sister A has long said that neither you nor I have any other choice..." Wan Niang's lips kept gushing.
Blood flowed down her cheeks, leaving a dazzling red color on her clothes.
Fu Yunchi stood calmly aside, looking at the two people on the ground, melancholy and indifference intertwined in his eyes.
"You were the one who wanted to kill me back then." Fu Yunqi did not use a questioning tone, but said with absolute certainty.
Azhe sneered and raised his head, staring at him with a hoarse voice: "If it weren't for Sister, you would have died so many times!"
"Sister? As a big gold man but working for the enemy country, what qualifications do you have to call Wan Niang 'Sister'?" Fu Yunqi looked at him indifferently, the disdain in his eyes was not concealed at all, but every word was heartbreaking.
"You and Al Yunduo don't know each other. Do you really think that no one knows?"
Azhe's pupils dilated in an instant, as if a secret that had been hidden in his heart for many years was ruthlessly revealed. The embarrassment swallowed up all his emotions, and for a moment he felt ashamed.
Chu Miao'er on the side heard this and faltered in her steps.
"Princess!" Baitao exclaimed, and quickly supported her to prevent her from missing her foot.
Chu Miaoer clutched her forearm, but her heart was like a turbulent wave that could not calm down for a long time. Al Yunna asked Azhe to stay in Daijin to protect Al Yunduo, but in fact it was to monitor every move of the royal family. Did Al Yunduo know about it?
Or is it just herself who has been kept in the dark all this time?
"Your Majesty, I beg you not to kill him," the blood from Wan Niang's mouth was still flowing out, and the blood on her chest had already penetrated her clothes and dripped to the ground, "Everything he did was for me... I
He atones..."
"Sister, don't!..." Azhe held the sword on her chest, his hands couldn't stop shaking, and his eyes were filled with tears, "Don't leave Azhe behind..."
Fu Yunqi knew that her end was coming, so he turned around and couldn't bear to look at her anymore.
"Azhe..." Wan Niang's voice was already breathless, "Listen to the eldest sister, don't..." She raised her hands and then lowered them weakly. She lost her breath before she could close her eyes.
"Sister!——"
The last second Chu Miaoer closed her eyes, she heard Azhe's heart-rending screams, and then lost consciousness.
Al Yunguo, who had never shown up, had been waiting on the broken wall for a long time. He sat cross-legged on the ground, looking up at the sky, with a very anxious look on his face.
"Erhan, someone is coming."
After looking intently at the man on horseback for a moment, Al Yungo jumped up from the ground.
On the order of his father Khan, he led his warriors to guard here. At this time, he was waiting for his father Khan's order to lead the men to attack Xiling and sweep all the way to the Kyoto Palace. But the emperor of Dajin could not die! Their deal was not completed yet.
, he hasn’t killed Aryuna yet, he hasn’t even taken the position of Khan, so how can the Dog Emperor die?
Al Yungo didn't have time to wait for him to come over, so he went up to him and asked hurriedly: "What's the situation now?"
The man got off the horse, bent down and saluted, and respectfully replied: "Master Azhe failed in the assassination and has been captured. The Khan asked Erhan to proceed according to the original plan and strive to conquer Xiling in one fell swoop."
"Original plan?..." Al Yunguo muttered, looking at the sky, then turned around and asked, "How is the situation of the Emperor of Daijin?"
The man didn't know why he suddenly asked about the emperor of Dajin. Although he was confused, he still said honestly: "The little Khan said that he probably wouldn't live for more than a few days. People who are about to die don't have to worry about it anymore."
, Dajin’s current power in the DPRK and China is scattered, so now is the time for us to take advantage of it.”
If he had to die sooner or later, why should he die at this time? Al Yungo clenched his fists tightly with both hands and gritted his teeth in anger.
Since God won't help me, I will find my own way!
"Going down from here is the border village of Xiling. If we break through Xiling and invade Kyoto, we will be just around the corner!" Al Yungo waved his hand and commanded in a deep voice, "Come down with me!"
Ya Village is built on a mountain with a steep terrain. It gets dark earlier in winter than elsewhere, so people always go into the house before sunset. Now some have fallen asleep, and some are still picking herbs under the oil lamp. It is quiet.
A group of people quietly emerged from the path among the weeds and rocks, trying to break the peace here.
"Master, the medicine is ready." Ah Ruo came out of the backyard with a bowl of medicine, carefully lifted the white-bearded old man up on the bed and leaned against the bedside, "You should get up and drink before going to bed."
The old man twitched the corners of his dry mouth and smiled weakly: "Master is old and will not live long..."
He moved his lips tremblingly, and his Adam's apple slid up and down his wrinkled neck, but he couldn't hear clearly what he said. The body lying half on the bed was already emaciated. If you look closely, you can see that there are many wrinkles around his eyes.
, a pair of deep-set, cloudy eyes that have long lost their former sparkle, and his whole body exudes a rotten smell that only an aging old man has.
"Master, don't talk nonsense. Aunt Huang went to Xiling today to visit relatives. I asked her to send a letter to Sister Luokui on the way. It should arrive tomorrow." Ah Ruan sat on the edge of the bed with the medicine bowl, scooped out a spoonful and put it on the bed.
On his lips, he whispered, "Master must see Sister Luokui again no matter what...before he can leave..."
Ah Ruo couldn't help but started to choke, and quickly lowered his head to wipe the tears that came out of his eyes with his sleeves.
"Luokui..." the old man's cloudy eyes slowly became clearer, and he whispered, "I'm afraid I can't wait any longer..."
"Master must hold on until Sister Luokui comes before he can leave, master..." At this time, A Ruian seemed to hear some noise coming from the yard, and immediately made a silent gesture, deliberately lowering his voice and approached the old man.
He said in his ear, "There seems to be someone, Master. I'll go outside and take a look."
The old man nodded invisibly, but did not forget to warn: "Remember to be careful." The worry in his eyes was clearly visible.
Al Yunguo and his group were already strong, so how could the wall of the small courtyard made of mere stones stop them? They easily jumped into the courtyard, and happened to have a fight with Ah Ruo who came out after hearing the sound.
Face to face.
"You, you, you are Dongjue people!" Ah Ruo looked at the group of people in foreign clothes in front of her in horror, and stepped back uncontrollably. The bloody storm when she was a child kept flashing through her mind.
, blood flowed all over the village, and I suddenly felt a little suffocated, with a lump in my throat, and I couldn't speak for a long time.
Unexpectedly, the first person to be killed turned out to be a little girl whose hair had not even grown yet. The enthusiasm that had just been ignited suddenly felt a little frustrated. Al Yungo looked at the thin little girl in front of him who was not as tall as his chest, and his face
It also gradually became gloomier.
Ah Ruo looked at the face of the person in front of him clearly against the light, and her head suddenly buzzed, and her face suddenly became complicated. She raised her hand tremblingly and pointed at Al Yungo, looking at him in disbelief, and then
He shouted in a low voice in panic and anger: "It's you again!..."
Seeing her look like this, Al Yungo's gloomy face suddenly smiled. He took a step closer with interest and said with a frivolous smile: "It's me again? Little girl, when have we seen you before?"
It was him, it was he who massacred their entire village, and she would never forget this face until her death!
"Erhan, what nonsense do you want to hear from a little bitch!" Dabamutuo impatiently pulled out the short knife from his waist, raised his hand in the air and spat in a low voice, "Although we never bully bitches, that's weird.
She is unlucky and will be the first to die!"
Are they going to kill people? Ah Ruo couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Al Yungo was still thinking about what she just said, what does "again" mean, and when had they met? He admired the trembling person in front of him, curled up the corners of his mouth, crossed his chest with his hands and walked slowly in front of her,
He bent down and said, "You haven't told me when we have met. Maybe I can spare your life if I am happy."
"Er Khan!" Dabamutuo couldn't help but remind him, but Al Yunguo glared at him fiercely and dared not speak again.
Ah Ruan stared blankly at the face in front of her that she had thought about for countless days and nights. The hatred in her heart kept rising. Countless thoughts were rolling in her mind. Despair and fear made her face turn pale.
Finally she gathered enough strength, raised the scissors in her hand and stabbed Al Yungo.