Chapter 16 Life and death line, tears fall like rain
Outside the shield array, which is the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart, the shouting to kill continued, and more and more black-clothed assassins came in to kill.
They didn't want to get out alive. As long as Concubine Xiao Shu's body was removed, that would be enough.
However, all the Shadow Guards arrived and killed the assassins until they were so frightened that they could not advance even a single inch.
Feng Lao gave up and rushed to Qin Yun's side. The moment his cloudy eyes saw Concubine Xiao Shu covered in blood, he felt a strong sense of self-blame.
"Your Majesty, I have sent someone to find the imperial doctor."
"Let's get out of here first!"
Hearing this, Qin Yun didn't care so much anymore, picked up the emaciated Concubine Xiao Shu and rushed to the side hall.
More than 20 forbidden soldiers still held their shields high, fearing that some stray arrows would hurt Qin Yun.
"Your Majesty...have all the assassins been arrested?" Xiao Shufei shouted weakly, her whole body was twitching, and blood was dripping from her back.
"Well, we've arrested you. Now I'll take you to the imperial doctor!"
Qin Yun's eyes were red, and while running quickly, he gritted his teeth and said: "Xiang'er, if I don't let you die, you are not allowed to die!"
"You haven't given birth to a son for me yet, you haven't seen me purge powerful officials and swept across the wasteland, and you haven't established a queen yet, how can you die!"
In a daze, Concubine Xiao Shu saw the tears Qin Yun shed for her, and a sad smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. This life was worth it.
She was on the verge of coma and said feebly: "Your Majesty, I am from Jiangnan. We don't call my husband by his name. Can I call you Brother Yun?"
"Okay! Okay!" Qin Yun nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and it was hard to tell whether it was rain or tears on his face.
"Brother Yun... Ever since I entered the palace, I have been thinking about how to be your wife, but you didn't want to look at me. Xiang'er was so sad at that time. One day I was by the Huaqing Pool and saw you dressed in a dragon robe.
All the ministers prostrate themselves with admiration in their hearts."
"Ahem... A few days ago, you beat three Jieyu because of my rejection of Wang Guifei. Do you know how happy I am?"
There was a glimmer of light in her dark pupils, as if she was longing for and reminiscing.
"In just these few days, to me, you are my husband, my eldest brother, my father, and the emperor..."
"Xiang'er can't let you go, I really can't let you go."
"Xian'er is so cold, I can hardly see Brother Yun clearly..." Her eyelids were heavy and she was breathless.
Qin Yun's nose felt sore and tears fell like rain!
He has never cried like this in his life.
He vowed not to let Concubine Xiao Shu die, but to make her the happiest woman in the world.
"Brother Yun holds you, and I won't feel cold anymore when I hold you. Xiang'er, hold on, you are the only relative I have here!" Qin Yun choked, feeling extremely sad.
Concubine Xiao Shu was speechless and gradually fainted.
Seeing that she couldn't hold on anymore, Mr. Feng no longer hesitated, grabbed Qin Yun and Xiao Shufei, and rushed into the side hall with difficult moves!
Three thousand forbidden troops have also arrived and sealed off the entire Yangxin Hall. Not a single mosquito can enter or exit.
This rainy night seemed extremely depressing!
Inside and outside the palace, the three floors inside and outside are under martial law, as if there is a mutiny!
More than a dozen imperial doctors came in the heavy rain, but were carried away by the Imperial Army, fearing that they would be delayed even one second longer!
The sound of fighting gradually stopped.
Under the stranglehold of the Shadow Guards and the Forbidden Army, all the assassins in black had nowhere to hide and had no chance to escape, so they were all killed!
The blood was flowing like a stream, and the smell of blood could be smelled in half of the palace.
People from Jinwu Guard also came, led by Wang Ming, and came to escort him.
However, I was turned away. No one was allowed in or out of the entire side hall!
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The heavy rain was pounding on the eaves, as if it never stopped.
It was only when it got dark that it was time to stop.
Qin Yun's clothes were stained with blood and his face was tired. He held Concubine Xiao Shu's hand in front of the bed, his eyes were dull and he looked at her motionless.
Concubine Xiao Shu's face was bloodless, her eyes were tightly closed, and only her weak breath was breathing in, like a living dead.
Not long ago, her wound was treated.
The rescue efforts of more than a dozen imperial doctors saved her a glimmer of hope. In addition, Feng Lao did not hesitate to waste his inner energy, and finally brought Xiao Shufei's injuries under control.
But he is also in a situation where his life is hanging by a thread. He has to survive at least tonight before he is considered to be in a life-or-death crisis.
At this moment, the old imperial doctors, whose average age was fifty, all felt as if they were facing an enemy. They were concentrating on brewing decoctions and discussing the illness in the corner.
They knew very well that Concubine Xiao Shu was too weak, and it was not impossible that she might die in a short while.
Once something happens to Concubine Shu, Your Majesty, who is unusually quiet, will definitely kill someone at all costs.
"Your Majesty, please take a rest first. The old slave will keep watch. Nothing will happen to Concubine Shu."
Feng Wandao couldn't see it anymore, he frowned and reminded softly.
Qin Yun's face was stiff, he turned his head slowly, then put Concubine Xiao Shu's hand back on the quilt, stood up and moved his numb limbs a few times, bent down and kissed her forehead.
His Adam's apple rolled, and he said in a hoarse voice: "How is it outside?"
Feng Lao said in a deep voice: "Thirty-seven assassins, all dead."
"No one left alive?" Qin Yun frowned.
Mr. Feng shook his head: "Everyone has poison in their teeth and is a dead soldier."
"The doctor ordered Chang Hong to send people to seal off the palace and not let anyone in or out. Wang Ming of Jinwu Guard also brought people to escort him."
Qin Yun sneered, with murderous intent in his eyes: "Okay, okay, this is a good job for Chang Hong. More than thirty assassins can sneak into my bedroom. He is really capable!"
With that said, he walked out quickly.
Concubine Xiao Shu was temporarily stable, and he was relieved to deal with the assassination case.
When he reached the door, he suddenly turned back and looked at all the imperial doctors and palace maids: "If there is any problem with Concubine Shu, just throw yourself into the well."
"In addition, if the news that Concubine Shu is alive spreads out, I will massacre all ten of your clans!"
Everyone in the hall was horrified and knelt down to say yes.
Qin Yun stepped forward and left quickly.
A night of panic and heavy rain made him dizzy. He almost couldn't stand and fell down. Fortunately, Mr. Feng and Eunuch Xi held him up.
The two advised Qin Yun to rest first. After all, the overall situation was stable and all the assassins would be killed, but Qin Yun did not listen.
There was overwhelming anger in his heart, which he had suppressed all night and had not yet exploded!
The assassination in the palace was so fucking ironic. He almost lost his only true love. He must avenge this, no matter who was behind it!
After half a stick of incense.
It's in a pavilion next to Yangxin Hall.
Qin Yun was sitting in the high hall, with many ministers standing below him.
Jinwuwei General Wang Ming, Lang Zhongling Chang Hong, Zongzhengsi Shaoqing, Xingbu Shangshu Zuotang, etc.
Everyone was standing, except the doctor, Chang Hong, who was kneeling.
His face was pale and he was sweating profusely. He was obviously a tall and thick man, but at this moment he was about to cry without tears.
He was responsible for the security of the palace, but something so big happened. The emperor and his concubine were assassinated together. Even if the Nine Clans were killed, it would not be an exaggeration.
The atmosphere was dead silent, no one dared to speak and get into trouble.
Chang Hong couldn't bear it anymore. He was going to die anyway, so he might as well admit his mistake. Maybe if he died, he could keep his family safe.
He took off his belt badge and general's helmet and put his forehead to the ground.
He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Your Majesty, it is a crime for a humble minister to die, so please give me a death sentence!"
"boom!"
Qin Yun threw the inkstone and hit Chang Hong hard on the forehead.
Blushing and thick-necked, he roared: "You bastard, how the hell did you let in more than thirty assassins?!"