As soon as he touched the hidden weapon, Al Yunna was shocked and quickly lowered his head to confirm again. This time he was startled.
Isn't this Xie Jiapu's hidden weapon?
Xie Jiabao is well-known in the martial arts world for his hidden weapons and poisons, and his secretive behavior. Most martial arts people regard him as an evil sect and stay away from him. He has been established in the martial arts world for hundreds of years.
It was a matter of the imperial court, so this assassination was definitely not ordered by the emperor, but he had never had a conflict with Xie Jiabao, so why did he kill him?
"Al Yunna," Yang Jinxi opened her eyes and saw him frowning, with shock and confusion alternating on his face. His expression was complicated and she asked worriedly, "Isn't it because the hidden weapon can't be pulled out?"
Al Yuna put away the doubts in his heart, raised his eyes and stared at her and said: "This hidden weapon has a barb. If you pull it out forcibly now, some flesh will be gouged out. You will definitely be in pain, and there will definitely be scars in the future."
"Then do you have any other ways to take it out?" Yang Jinxi asked softly.
Alvina paused, shook his head, his pursed lips said everything.
Seeing this, Yang Jinxi smiled. The dark red lip color returned to normal slightly after taking the antidote pill. Her lips were red and her teeth were white, and she still looked extremely charming on her pale face.
"I saved my life several times from the hands of the King of Hell, but this time he didn't take it from me either. You should do it quickly. Saving your life is better than anything else, so as not to waste your antidote pills in vain." After saying that, he closed his eyes tightly.
, her tone was light, and only her slightly trembling eyelashes revealed her emotions.
What had she encountered before? How many times had she saved her life? From the time she met the killer to now, usually a woman would turn pale with fright when encountering such a thing, but she was able to remain calm. Al Yunna suddenly had some feelings for her.
curious.
"Then please bear with me." Without waiting for her response, Al Yunna stretched out his hand without hesitation.
Under the light and shadow, the figures of Yang Jinxi and Al Yuna were interlaced on the rock wall, forming a lingering posture. Looking closer, a layer of sweat formed on their foreheads, and Yang Jinxi's nails were tightly grasping the rock beneath them.
An angina pain spread all over her body, and waves of pain came towards her like a tide, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably, and large beads of sweat flowed down from her head.
"She's almost ready." Aryuna saw her face changing from yellow to red to purple and then to white, and her heart twitched for no apparent reason.
"Hmm -" Yang Jinxi groaned suddenly, and the hidden weapon was finally taken off from her shoulder. Al Yunna threw it behind her, and rolled around for several times before stopping. It was covered with blood, and it was a bit disturbing.
Heart palpitating minced meat.
Yang Jinxi's palms were sweating and they were shaking. She didn't even have the strength to speak.
"It's okay." Al Yuna bandaged the wound and tried to reach out to remove the cloth from her mouth, but found that she was biting it tightly and could not pull it out.
What kind of woman is she? She can endure the pain of having her flesh cut out without making a sound.
"It's okay, go to sleep," Aryuna saw that her eyes were starting to blur but refused to close them. She thought that enduring the pain had exhausted her remaining energy, so she comforted her, "I can't walk, so just sleep peacefully."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Jinxi fell asleep immediately.
Seeing this, Al Yuna reached out and took out the cloth from her mouth. He looked at her pale lips, then looked down at the neat tooth marks on the cloth, shook his head and laughed.
"I am the little Khan of Dongjue, and you are so confident in entrusting your life to me," Aryuna leaned on the rock next to her, with a faint smile on her face, "Are you stupid?
Ah, Yang Jinxi."
The night wind blew away the thick clouds and fog, and the bright moon hung high in the sky again, sparing no effort to pour out the silver light into the world, charming and crazy.
In the Fourth Prince's Mansion, a tall black shadow quickly shuttled across the roof, and finally landed silently in the Orchid Courtyard.
Azhe pushed the door open and saw the people in the room sitting at the table. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.
"Sister." Azhe called softly.
"sit down."
Ah Zhe took out the porcelain bottle from his arms, placed it on the table, and called, "Sister, this is the antidote for half a year."
Wan Niang looked at it quietly, but didn't pick it up. After a long time, she suddenly smiled, raised her eyes and said, "Azhe saw the ring that day, but he didn't come here until today. I thought you had forgotten that you still have a ring."
elder sister."
"What are you talking about, sister?" Azhe's eyes dodge slightly and he added, "It's not convenient for me to come while the little Khan is here, sister."
"Really?" Although Wan Niang was dissatisfied, she still said nonchalantly, "Did Little Khan make it inconvenient for you or was he stumbling over something else?"
Ah Zhe's heart sank. It was indeed because he was worried that Al Yunduo would be bullied in the palace that he did not dare to leave even half a step, so it took so long to come out of the palace to deliver the antidote to Ah Zhe.
"Once the little Khan leaves," Azhe lowered his head and explained in a deep voice, "she will really be the only one left in the Kingdom of Jin. She is outspoken and will inevitably be targeted by others."
She was very clear about her brother's affection for Al Yunduo, and it was probably that it had already surpassed the affection between master and servant.
"Azhe," Wan Niang sighed softly, stood up and walked to his side, "You have long repaid the princess for saving your life over the years."
"I still can't pay it off -" Azhe lowered his eyes and shook his head, "My life belongs to her, so how can I still pay it off?"
"How many times have you been hurt and punished for her? Others don't know it. Don't I still know it?"
Al Yunduo always got into trouble when he was a child. He either let this family's sheep go, lost another family's horse, or sneaked out and was caught by the Khan. Anyway, he was the one silently cleaning up the mess behind him, and he was scolded and punished.
It's all him too.
In the early years, Azhe only thought of her as Princess Yunduo of Dongjue, and he thought about escaping from Dongjue day and night. But as he grew older, the two were inseparable for more than ten years, and Azhe also gradually developed feelings for her.
A different kind of emotion.
When he first realized his emotions, he locked himself in a tent for days and nights, not daring to face them. The fear, shame and anger in his heart soon engulfed him. He was afraid that his feelings for Al Yunduo would harm him.
It hurt my sister even more.
Until one night, when Azhe was sleeping soundly, a figure came through the window and came to his bed. Azhe, pretending to be asleep, turned over and stood up, holding the dagger straight towards the man's throat.
"Azhe, they all said you were sick, are you feeling better now?" Al Yunduo's sweet voice sounded in the dark night, like the morning dew on the grassland, nourishing his dry heart.
"Princess, please pay more attention. Azhe will be fine." Azhe put away the dagger with his backhand and pushed back a step, deliberately keeping a distance from her.
"Then why don't you even want to see me?" Al Yunduo took a step forward, approaching step by step, complaining in tears, "Do you know how worried I am when you disappear so suddenly? I searched all over
Witch doctor, but they all said that you were suffering from a heart disease, and said that if they let you go back to Daikin, you would be fine. Azhe, is that true? Do you really want to go back to Daikin? If you really want to, I
Then I went to beg my father to let you go back, but what will I do if you leave—"
Ever since he stayed with Al Yunduo, he had never seen this arrogant princess cry so hoarsely. At that moment, the emotion of love slowly spread from the bottom of his heart, making him hug her without thinking.
In arms.
"Azhe won't leave unless the princess drives me away." It was this sentence that made him persist for so long, and it was another five years. Until Al Yunduo entered the palace, he did not break his promise.
"Sister," Azhe broke away from his reverie and looked at her right hand apologetically, "I can't forgive you."
Wan Niang slowly sat in front of him, stared at him and said calmly: "It's not your fault, this is my own choice. Even if it wasn't you back then, I would still have taken action to save Fu Yunqi."
When he first received the assassination mission that year, Azhe rushed to Chunyan Tower overnight. He knew that Fu Yunqi was his sister's savior and her sweetheart, but if he disobeyed, he would die, and Khan could no longer
He left him with Al Yunduo. As a last resort, he met his sister in the dark and specially sent her away from Chunyan Tower. At this time, her identity was not known to the Dongjue people.
I thought the plan was foolproof, but unexpectedly, Sister A suddenly ran back, and his sword happened to stab her on the wrist. It was at that time that the Dongjue people discovered A Sister's identity. In order to better control him, they
I forced my sister to take poison.
"Azhe, if you guard her like this, does she know your thoughts?" Wan Niang asked softly, as if a sigh came from her nose, vaguely.
"She probably knows," Azhe smiled bitterly, "but I would rather she didn't know."
"Then don't you feel aggrieved?"
Looking at her thoughtful eyes, Ah Zhe blurted out: "Then Sister, aren't you aggrieved? Sister likes sword dancing so much, but she is willing to lose her right arm for him and never be able to hold a sword again. She can only hide here every day.
No one cares about him in a remote corner, and I'm afraid I won't be able to see him for ten days and a half."
There was a slight hint of anger in Azhe's words, as if he was angry with her, but also seemed to be angry with himself.
He stood up and looked at Wan Niang, and continued without giving her a chance to breathe: "Sister, I used to be famous all over the world, but now I only get sympathy and pity from other people's mouths. I am just living here, have I ever felt that
Are you aggrieved?"
Wan Niang was defeated one after another by his questioning and could not react at all.
Is she aggrieved? How can she not be aggrieved? But this is her own choice, isn't it?
Dawn came slowly, and the sky glowed with white light.
Just as Chu Miaoer and Fu Yunchi were about to leave the room, Tingfeng hurriedly walked forward, frowning.
It was rare to see him like this. Chu Miaoer smiled and asked: "Tingfeng, what happened so early in the morning that made you so depressed?"
Baitao on the side had never seen him look like this before, and asked hurriedly: "Yes, please stop acting like this, it's so scary."
Tingfeng glanced at Fu Yunqi and then said in a deep voice: "Little Khan and his party were attacked last night, and their lives and deaths are unknown."
