Qian Yong Huan Zhu

, I don't care so much anymore, I want to go to the other side with my backhand.

Surprised to see himself being held by Yongzheng's hand, he gave the guard behind him a wink, and two people immediately stepped forward to open a way for them to separate from the crowd.

A few people finally squeezed into a relatively less crowded fork in the road, and finally they could breathe a sigh of relief. Yongzhang also breathed a sigh of relief. Although he thought it was interesting at first, it was because of the crowd, the smell of sweat, and the dust. The air was not smooth, and it didn't take long for Yongzhang to feel a little uncomfortable, and Yongxin's suggestion was exactly what he wanted.

"Let's rest here first, and then go to the restaurant over there and sit down later. If we keep squeezing like this, we won't miss seeing people's heads." Fan Yongzhang with a fan, looking at the row a few feet away. People wall, he wanted to laugh in his heart, because he thought of the scene of going to that oriental metropolis with Jiyong to see an exhibition in his previous life, which made him realize. Sure enough, this family is really worthy of the name.

Yong Xing still didn't give up, stood on tiptoe and looked at the people on both sides, but he couldn't find anyone no matter what he looked like.

"Eh? Yongzhen, what are you looking for? You've been looking left and right since just now." He closed the fan with a snap and stretched out his arms to hug Yongzhen's small body in his arms.

"Ah?" Yongzhen was taken aback, and when he came back to his senses, he was already "involuntary", "Uh, I'm looking for someone else." He stretched out his hand and pushed it on his shoulder, and the hot breath of that person was on his neckline, making him feel the breath It was a little uncomfortable, and I took the opportunity to look up and pull my upper body as far away as possible.

Although he thought it was weird but he wasn't suspicious, it was just that he didn't want to get along with him. Seeing Yongzhen poking his upper body out, the corners of his mouth stiffened for a moment and no one noticed, but he still wanted to be nice to the child as much as possible in his heart. She held his legs with one hand and hugged his waist and hips tightly with the other, "Baby, don't move around, be careful not to fall, I'll hold it up for you to see." After speaking, he lifted him up with all his might.

"Honey, we can't squeeze through so many people here, why don't we stay here." An old voice sounded in the ears of several people.

Turning around subconsciously, I happened to see two old men passing by the crossing on the other side carrying a burden.

"Old man, are you selling tea eggs?" His eyes lit up, looking at the covered pot.

"Yeah, I want to sell a few more now that there are so many people," an old woman smiled happily when she heard this. This tea egg is an ancestral recipe, and no one in this city can taste better than ours, do you want to try one, it doesn’t cost money if it’s not good.” The old woman was eager to sell it, her words were full of confidence.

With a knowing smile, he said, "Yeah, you don't need to taste it. You can tell it's a good tea egg when you smell it. Pack twenty of them for us, and Xiaolan will give you the money." The taste reminded him that when he was very young, each person could only get one tea egg every year on the New Year’s day. That tea egg was as delicious as Zhu Yuanzhang’s pearl, emerald and white jade soup, which made him endlessly aftertaste. Unfortunately, he never tasted it again That smell.

At this time, I was recalling the past and didn't see the two pairs of malicious eyes flashing behind the hot air...

Protecting each other when leaving the palace

Reminiscing and looking around, Yongxin suddenly——

"Ama be careful!" Yongzhang shouted sharply.

When he came back to his senses, he found a pot of tea eggs with boiling soup coming towards him. He was shocked immediately, but there was nothing he could do. No matter how he tried, he might be attacked, especially if he was hugged by Yong Xin. More fierce than good, it was too late to say it, and then it was too late to react, subconsciously stretched out his hand and pressed Yongxin's head into his arms, then turned around and used his back to block all the hot things for the two of them.

"Ama!" Seeing the sudden situation, Yongzhang subconsciously wanted to rush upwards, but was blocked by Ji Yun, who was beside him with sharp eyesight and quick hands, and held him firmly, "Let go of me, Ama!"

"Third Young Master, don't go up and cause trouble, Master Sheng still needs to take care of you." Ji Yun is very self-aware and pulls Yongzhang back, but he knows that his shoulder can't be lifted, and now he can do it for him. What the master did was to be optimistic about the third young master who struggled violently as if he was going crazy. Don't let him go up to add a bargaining chip to the opponent to contain the master, and the others needless to say have already rushed to protect the master.

I don't have time to see if Yongzheng was hurt by the fish that slipped through the net. I wanted to turn around but saw another red and black wave of heat coming from behind me. I turned my head again and curled up as much as possible to wrap the child in my arms. I just finished everything As he moved, he felt that his back, which had already been numb from the heat, became hot again, and his entire back seemed to be torn apart by the impact of the heat wave, and his face turned pale instantly due to the pain.

And Yongzheng was already stunned, he didn't even know what happened, he was still looking for the figure of Ziwei, he felt that there was darkness in front of his eyes, his body was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe, and he felt his back clamped before he had time to struggle He loosened his hands and before he could raise his head to see what happened, he was pressed back again, this time tighter than the last time, as if he wanted to press him in, he was close to him, familiar with the sandalwood being sucked into the air duct...

"Ama!"

Yongzhang's heart-piercing voice crossed the chaotic scene, awakening Yongzheng, but the next moment he was driven dizzy by the inertia.

With his hands tightly guarding his arms, Yong Xin could only dodge the oncoming sharp weapon, every time was extremely thrilling, but the guards were entangled by other assassins, unable to come to support, they could only watch helplessly and dodge in embarrassment. Tightly grab and want to rush to Yongzhang.

Originally, with Qianlong's skills, she shouldn't be in such a mess. She's just an old woman, but she doesn't know martial arts and has no sense of attack at all. She can only dodge by relying on the natural reaction of her body.But at this time, the place was narrow and quickly receded to the edge of the crowd, and it was almost impossible to get out of the way. At this time, the old woman on the other side obviously wanted to seize the opportunity, and a reflected light pierced into her eyes, and she couldn't help but be dazed.

"Emperor Dog, go to hell!" Seeing that she was about to succeed, the old woman couldn't help but a glimmer of pride flashed in her fierce eyes.

"puff--"

The sound of the sharp blade piercing into the body was extremely clear at this moment, Yongzhang froze in his struggle, he didn't even notice that Ji Yun had let go of his hand, he just stared fixedly at the bloody patch a few feet away.

"No—" Yong Xin's unbelievable voice reached everyone's ears.

Seeing the old woman so close, she was stunned by the ferocious face and cloudy eyes in front of her eyes, and subconsciously stretched out her leg and kicked it hard.

Yong Xin's breathing was rapid and he looked at the redness in front of his eyes, with a few drops of bright red liquid on his face, and shouted in disbelief, "No, it's not like this, it shouldn't be like this!" His voice was hoarse like a trapped animal.

As soon as the old woman who had been kicked away by that savage kick got up, she was surrounded by guards who heard the sound. Yongzhang also rushed to them at that moment, holding back the soreness in his eyes and opening his hands to protect his body.

"Yongzhang, what are you rushing here for? Go to the side and hide, be careful not to be hurt by random knives!" His eyes were almost red, and he shouted loudly. If he didn't have trouble with his hands, he would have wanted to drag him over to protect his back.

"Ama, I'll protect you!" Yongzhang picked up a long knife from the ground and was thrown over by someone, and hung the knife in front of him, looking vigilantly at the fighting crowd in front of him.

"What are you talking about, brat, follow me over there quickly." Roaring loudly, he took the lead and rushed to the other side. Seeing this, Yongzhang quickly walked a few steps to protect him and looked around vigilantly.

Soon the three joined Ji Yun and Imperial Physician Hu, who were hiding aside, to prevent Imperial Physician Hu from approaching.

"It's almost over there, let's go back to the inn first." He said in a calm tone, but his pale face had already let everyone know the severe pain he endured.

The nearly ten guards brought out this time are all top experts, and soon a few assassins have been killed or captured, and they quickly returned to protect them.

……

After returning to the inn, the other two people came back soon. When they saw the bright red on their arms, their eyes widened in disbelief, and then a fierce light flashed in their eyes, and the children trembled with anger.

"Ama, why did this happen, did you panic just now?" Little Yanzi almost lost her mind in anger, her eyes widened, as if those assassins would be torn to pieces if they appeared in front of her at this moment.

"You don't have to worry, it's just an arm, it didn't hurt the vitals, and it will be fine soon." He comforted the children with words and eyes, turned his eyes, and looked worriedly at Yongxi, who hadn't spoken since he came back, But he found that he looked at Ziwei with a strange look, which seemed to be disbelief or puzzlement, but the deepest part of it was guilt, which was very complicated.

"Yongzhen?" Puzzled blurted out, "What's wrong with you, but where did you get hurt?"

Yong Xin regained his senses after being startled, and turned his head stiffly to look at the arm whose sleeve had been torn off halfway. In a trance, the white bandage seemed to still be pierced by the shining dagger.Why is it like this, shouldn’t there be Ziwei to block the knife for him, why Ziwei stood there well, but he was injured, hurt to protect him.

Yes, that's right, although the assassin came to assassinate him, the moment the knife rushed over, it may be because the assassin was subconsciously preparing to rush towards his heart, but at that time, he was holding him so that he could block his chest. forward, so the knife was actually coming at him, if the man didn't turn his arm across to block the knife, he would go straight into him!

Why?Why?why……

Countless reasons filled his mind, and he had nothing else to think about, except for the sword in front of him that sprayed blood on his face and the dangling knife that pierced through his arm.

Ignoring seeing his movement and wanting to stop others, he stood up a few steps and walked to Yong Xin, squatted down and