[Red Mansion] Sir, I'm a rough man

Zhao Yi almost thought that the person in front of him really wanted to kill him.

From the time when this young man was a child, he knew that his skills were very good, at least he had never let him down. The competition in the Hall of Supreme Harmony that day gave him a more intuitive understanding of this. I thought it was even better.

As the boy himself said: I never lost when I was young.

In these five words, there is a sense of calmness and self-confidence, and the same is true for the young man himself, no matter when and where, he is calm, confident, and not surprised by favor or insult.

Even when fighting people, no matter how fast the sword, no matter how heavy the fist is, it seems light and easy to use from his hands. It has never been as fierce, fierce, and swift... as it is now. Murderous.

One face to face, Zhao Yi was already in danger. The long sword in Jia Wan's hand was as fast as a rainstorm. In the blink of an eye, he had clashed with the short knife in his hand more than ten times. The sword was deadly and aimed directly at the vital point. They often parry at the last moment with a slight difference.

The people watching were already out of breath, and Zhao Yi, who was in the middle of the game, almost stopped his heartbeat. His whole body seemed to be in a violent storm made of sharp blades. Come to think of it, this was originally a game.

The long sword was caught again, and Jia Wan kicked it away. The wheelchair under Zhao Yi, which was already riddled with holes, could no longer support it. In extreme embarrassment, without even thinking about it, Jia Wan took a step forward, held the sword in both hands, and stabbed Zhao Yi in the heart who was lying on the ground, unable to move, without any hesitation in his movements.

"Your Highness!"

The first two people who broke in were scared out of their wits, Zhang Youshi didn't even think about it, he picked up the stool and smashed it hard.

The masked assassin in black hurriedly raised his wrist to block it. The pear blossom stool fell apart on his body. The assassin groaned and staggered back two steps. Just as he stood still, two guards had already arrived. Zhang Youshi rushed forward, half dragging Holding Zhao Yi in his arms, he hurriedly backed out of the door.

A steady stream of guards are rushing from outside the door.

Zhao Yi took a deep breath and felt that he had finally come back to life. Only then did he realize how terrifying it was to be under the sword of this young man...

The young man's swordsmanship was fast and sharp, and within a short breath, he had knocked back one of the two guards and knocked down the other. The young man held a blood-dripping long sword and charged at Zhao Yi again.

The guard, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and fell to the ground, tried his best to prop up his upper body, hugged the assassin's right leg, and shouted: "Go! Go!"

The masked assassin kicked the guard twice on the waist. Seeing him holding him tightly and refusing to let go, he turned his sword and stabbed at his vest. He didn't want to sweep the sword behind him, and suddenly his clothes were torn and blood spattered...

The assassin snorted, tried his best to reverse the sword's momentum, and blocked the long sword that struck again. Suddenly, he saw the guard holding his right leg biting his calf with his mouth. He was so frightened that he kicked him unconscious. He swung his sword and wounded the two attacking people, and chased after Zhao Yi who was about to withdraw from the inner room.

Zhang Youshi was about to put down Zhao Yi to meet the enemy, when another guard jumped in from the window and stood in front of them desperately, with red eyes, he rushed to the assassin without hesitation: "Take Your Highness away!"

In a small bedroom, the battle with just a few people was as brutal as a battle on the battlefield, but in the blink of an eye, several people were already lying down, and the brave and invincible assassin was also covered in blood, with scars everywhere.

Looking at the "Assassin" who was still persevering in killing him, Zhao Yi gritted his teeth, wishing he could pounce on him and slap him: What the hell is this bastard trying to do?Do you really want to kill him, or are you courting death?Don't you know that there are more and more people outside?

Under the cover of everyone, Zhang Youshi finally dragged Zhao Yi out of the gate before the assassins came. It was a short distance of dozens of steps, as if he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers. Reminder: "Watch out! He rushed out!"

Zhang Youshi was startled, he saw a black shadow rushing towards the sky at the end of his eyes, before he could react, he and Zhao Yi were both knocked to the ground.

Zhang Youshi landed safely, but he didn't feel happy at all. As expected, when he turned his head, he saw a scene that made his eyes tear apart: the black-clothed assassin was throwing himself on Zhao Yi's body, the blade in his hand was only an inch away from Zhao Yi's neck. Until now, Zhao Yi's head has not been able to be cut off, only because Zhao Yi was holding the short knife with trembling hands, blocking the sword's edge with difficulty.

Goosebumps appeared on Zhao Yi's neck, which was stimulated by the sharp blade, which was colder than the snow on the ground. The sharp blade was stuck in his throat. He really exerted all his strength to hold on. The assassin in front of him is the same person as the good-tempered boy who said helplessly "be good, don't make trouble" just a moment ago.

Just as he was feeling ruthless in his heart, a low chuckle suddenly came from his ear: "Is it fun?"

Immediately, his anger burned his reason, and he shouted violently: "Get out!"

Violent force.

Xu Shi's potential was aroused in his rage, and he actually pushed the assassin away a little bit. Zhao Yi was a little dazed, but before he could react, the assassin pushed away by him was hugged by Zhang Youshi who rushed over, and they rolled out together .

The next moment, Zhao Yi was surrounded by people, and the guards retreated in the center... The first batch of patrolling guards finally arrived.

Zhao Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the assassin surrounded by more and more people, and finally found a chance to say what he wanted to say all the time, but "had the nerve" to say it: "Don't hurt him, catch him alive. "

"Your Highness has an order, don't hurt his life, catch him alive!"

The changed order was announced loudly, and the attack around the assassins suddenly slowed down. The young man took advantage of the momentum to repel several people, rushed out of the crowd, stepped onto the wall, and turned his head to look.

The moonlight was not bright, and even the boy's figure was blurred after more than ten feet, but Zhao Yi seemed to see clearly those smiling eyes.

Zhao Yi's lips moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound. Suddenly, he saw the young man's body suddenly stop, and with a throw of his hand, the long sword in his hand turned into a bolt of lightning and flew out.

Immediately, a startled exclamation sounded: "Your Highness!"

"Your Highness!"

More people were so shocked that they couldn't even speak.

Who would have thought that under such circumstances, he would still want to assassinate the target? Who would have thought that under such circumstances, he would still be able to assassinate the target...

"puff!"

The distance of ten feet was reached in an instant, and the word "His Royal Highness" was about to be exclaimed, and someone had already fallen down.

Seeing the guard sticking to Zhao Yi's side fell to the ground clutching his chest, everyone quietly breathed a sigh of relief in grief and indignation, and their hearts started beating again: Fortunately, the shot missed!It's dangerous... If Zhao Yi was stabbed to death in front of them, none of them would have to live.

From the sound of the vase shattering to the present, it was only a few tens of breaths, but they felt as if several lifetimes had passed. Zhao Yi's life was hanging by a thread several times, dozens of people lay down on the ground, and blood flowed into rivers inside and outside the courtyard...

Everyone was still in shock, but what Zhao Yi noticed was the unsheathed dagger glowing with faint blue light in the hand of the guard who was slowly falling down.

Under such circumstances, he was actually saved by him again...

Zhao Yi looked up at the young man, and before he could say a single word, he saw a scene that made his eyes tear apart: the sound of the bowstring falling, the sound of piercing the air, the young man who had just thrown the long sword was shocked, and his limbs drooped weakly. , with a feathered arrow penetrating through the body, fell to the outside of the wall...

Do not!Do not……

Zhao Yi's mind went blank for an instant, the world in front of him seemed to have lost its sound and color, and he stretched out his hand but couldn't grasp anything...

His heart sank inch by inch, and his hands and feet were a little bit cold.

What's going on here?Why did it become like this?

he died?dead dead...

Those two words echoed endlessly in his mind.

"Shot!"

"The assassin hit the arrow!"

"Over the wall, hurry up!"

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you, Your Highness? Your Highness is injured? Where's the doctor? Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, come and see Your Highness..."

"Where did Miss Xiang'er go, why didn't she come to serve His Highness?"

"The assassin's body is gone! He's not dead yet, everyone be careful! Come to two teams to search with me, and the rest will protect His Highness."

"Commander Yin, are the two teams too small?"

"He has been seriously injured and cannot run away. Your Highness's safety is more important."

"..."

There was chaos all around, Zhao Yi finally regained some color in his eyes, bit the tip of his tongue hard, and said hoarsely: "If you want to live, don't hurt a single hair of him!"

……

After a few cups of tea time passed, the injured guards had been placed, leaving only a bloody mess on the floor.

In the side room in the main courtyard, the candlelight was not bright. Zhao Yi sat in the spare wheelchair with a blank expression on his face. He was covered with fox fur, and there was a heater under his feet, but he couldn't feel the slightest warmth.

"Your Highness, although the assassin's sword is fast, it is not ruthless, and the sword's intent is messy and loose," Zhang Youshi said: "Though there are many wounded guards in the mansion, most of them are just flesh wounds, and they can be cured after a period of intensive care. Only Liu Chen was pierced through the chest with a sword, and he was killed at that time..."

He said again: "From the old man's point of view, this assassin may not be used to using swords, that's why he did so."

The little eunuch Defu standing beside Zhao Yi frowned and said, "But since the assassin came to assassinate the master, why didn't he use his usual weapon?"

Zhang Youshi said: "Perhaps it is to conceal his identity?"

He also felt that this kind of statement was difficult to justify, and shook his head: "This old man just said it casually, it can't be true, it can't be true."

He sighed again: "Your Highness, this is a blessing in disguise. After this stimulation, the blockage in the meridians will be gone, and you will be able to walk with more practice."

Defu was overjoyed: "That's great... After eight years, I can finally stand up and walk! Grandpa, Grandpa, did you hear that?"

Zhao Yi gave a faint "hmm" and there was no more response.

There was movement outside, Defu lifted the curtain to look at it, and said: "Master, the guard commander has arrived!"

There are six first-class guards in the prince's mansion, and the commander Yin Chengji is the leader of them, responsible for the safety of the mansion.

Yin Chengji entered the door to salute, holding a sharp arrow that had been broken in two in his hand, and said: "This subordinate is incompetent, let the thief run away, this is what he left behind... This person is seriously injured, even if the bleeding is stopped, the blood on his body will be gone." The bloody smell cannot be removed, and the subordinates have sent people to the Ministry of Criminal Justice to borrow hunting dogs, and I believe they will be caught soon."

Zhao Yi was noncommittal, and took two broken arrows from Yin Chengji's hands. The shafts of the arrows were stained with dark red blood. Although they hurt people, the arrows were still sharp and shone coldly.

Yin Chengji said: "The assassin's injury was under the ribs. It should be pierced by a sharp arrow. Because the arrow has barbs, it cannot be pulled out forcefully. Therefore, he broke the arrow body and took it out from behind..."

Before finishing speaking, Zhao Yi interrupted: "Who shot the arrow?"

Yin Chengji said: "It's Lu Liangcai, the second-class guard. Although Lu Guard is young, his skills are first-class. I'm not as good as him. If it wasn't for his inferior background, he should have been promoted to the first class..."

Yin Chengji originally asked for credit for Lu Liangcai, but when he saw Zhao Yi's face became more and more gloomy, even a little ferocious, he was startled, and hurriedly said: "Although His Highness said that he would catch him alive, but the assassin's martial arts are very strong. , if Liangcai doesn't make a move, I'm afraid he will run away..."

Zhao Yi interrupted coldly: "Then have you caught it now?"

Yin Chengji choked: Although he didn't catch him now, at least he didn't let him walk away unscathed, did he?

Just looking at Zhao Yi's face, he only dared to think about this sentence in his heart, knelt down and bowed his head to apologize, not daring to say a word.

After a long time, I heard the word "reward" indifferently.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He cannot absolve himself of the blame for this kind of thing that happened in the Prince's Mansion. Zhao Yi narrowly escaped death several times, and his head as the commander of the guards was also on the verge of falling. Although he was safe and survived, he must be held accountable afterwards. Fortunately, Lu Liangcai seriously injured the assassin with one arrow, so his guilt could be slightly reduced. At this moment, he seized the opportunity to give credit to Lu Liangcai. It's not that he didn't know that Zhao Yi was in a bad mood. Speak up in front of you.

Only Zhao Yi said calmly: "It's the Shuntian Mansion's business to bring people back and catch the assassins, so what have we got to do with it?"

Yin Chengze was taken aback: "But..."

Defu interrupted: "But what? Your Highness tells you to withdraw as soon as you want! It would be great if you can guard our mansion, don't let the other end let out, and this end will be drilled in by some kind of cat or dog!"

Although the yard is now surrounded by three floors and three floors outside, it will never be easily broken into, but this kind of thing happened just now, there is no way to speak big words, Yin Chengze had to respond and bowed his head.

After a while, Defu sent a message from the outside: "Your Highness, Miss Xiang'er woke up and said she would come to serve her..."

Zhao Yi interrupted coldly: "When you wake up, you will be knocked out again."

Telford was stunned.

Zhao Yi said: "She is the one who let people in."

Hearing this, Zhang Youshi was fine, but Defu, who was familiar with Xiang'er, was stunned for a while, and said: "But if Xiang'er and the assassin are in the same group, how could she be knocked out by the assassin?"

Zhang Youshi said: "I'm afraid that's the reason why I want to knock her out. If the assassin succeeds, Your Highness will die, and she will be unconscious. Who would have thought that she is the assassin's accomplice? Your Highness, will you hand her over to Mr. Yin for interrogation?" First trial? She should know the identity of the assassin."

Zhao Yi said indifferently: "What is the trial? You have to hand it over to them. Otherwise, if people die here, it will be a disaster."

What he meant was that both Zhang Youshi and Defu understood that it was certain that Xiang'er knew something, but it was not certain whether she could ask it out, and it was certain that she would be silenced or committed suicide after being exposed.

They all know the identity of the person behind it. The question is, what is the use of them asking?It's better to leave it to the emperor's people to ask.

Zhang Youshi said: "Since Miss Xiang'er said she would come to serve His Highness, she probably didn't know that her identity had been found out. I think it's better not to alarm for the time being. If His Highness doesn't want her to come..."

He thought for a while, and said: "Miss Xiang'er was frightened this time, this old man happens to have a tranquilizing medicine here, taking it can sleep peacefully for several hours."

It stands to reason that he is just an outsider here, but he has just made several moves to save Zhao Yi from the crisis, and now he has learned the secret, so he can't stay out of it, so it's better to take the initiative.

Zhao Yi nodded, Zhang Youshi opened the medicine box to get the medicine, and said, "His Royal Highness, you haven't been able to rest your pillow for more than half a month since you stopped the Anshen Xiang, if you continue to suffer like this, not only your body will collapse, but your spirit will also be unbearable. Today... you'd better take the medicine and get some sleep!"

After suffering for more than half a month, Zhao Yi has not had a mental breakdown until now, which is beyond his expectations.

Zhao Yi shook his head and said, "You go out first."

Defu opened his mouth to persuade, Zhao Yi said: "Go out."

Zhao Yi looked wrong, Defu didn't dare to insist, and said: "The slave is outside, if you have something to do, call the slave."

They retreated together with Zhang Youshi, Zhao Yi was the only one left in the big room.

Zhao Yi waved his sleeve to extinguish the candle, and the whole room was plunged into darkness, but the scene outside the window became clear. There were dark red bloodstains everywhere on the snowy snow under the moonlight. scattered.

Zhao Yi watched quietly, and suddenly slapped himself on the face, expressionless.

At this moment, he only had palpitations and fear in his heart.

You almost killed him, Zhao Yi.

Eight years, Zhao Yi.

It's been eight years, and you haven't improved at all, Zhao Yi.

Eight years ago, when that person was only an eight-year-old child, he began to protect you, take care of you, heal you, tolerate you... and you, clinging to him like a leech, greedily demanded Everything about him, wantonly venting his emotions, willfulness, selfishness, arrogance... And, incompetence.

That's why he never returned, and that's why he didn't even look at you for eight years.

you deserve it.

You said you wanted to be better and treat him better, but in the end you messed around in front of him like a shrew, and even pushed him into danger, almost killing him...

Zhao Yi closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair.

For more than half a month, he had a hard time.

I can't move my legs, and it's nothing to be carried around like a disabled person. The most difficult thing is that I can't sleep.

Since that person left him eight years ago, he has been suffering from insomnia all night long, relying on Anshenxiang to fall asleep. The heavier it is, the less effective it is, and if things go on like this, he will become a fool himself without the need for others to do anything.

This time he was ruthless and wanted to break that thing. Can people still be trapped to death?When I got to the extreme, I fell asleep naturally.

He was thinking like this, suffering, his condition was getting worse day by day, his body and spirit had been stretched to the extreme, but he was still holding on, he refused to show his vulnerable side in front of others, he didn't want to hold on like this, hold on, but in The moment he saw that person, all defenses collapsed completely, revealing his true colors.

Angry, wronged.

I tell you I can't sleep, you don't believe me, don't let me come near, break my legs, don't come to see me...

He made troubles unreasonably like a bitter woman, but he didn't even know what he wanted. The sense of powerlessness that he couldn't grasp no matter what, was about to drive him crazy.

Only then did he have the impulse that made him regret it.

The moment he alarmed the guards, he regretted it.

An assassination had been planned by him long ago, and he had carefully prepared for a long time, and the dead man who was in charge of pretending to be an assassin was also ready, this was originally a role that must die.

At that time, he only thought about how to embarrass the person in front of him, so he changed the role to Jia Wan.

If it was Jia Wan, he would naturally not have to die. His martial arts were so strong that he could have killed them before the guards encircled him. Why did Yi escape from the assassin's sword?

It's just that these are nothing compared to that person's safety, so he told him to go away from the beginning.

It was only what he thought of, and that person also thought of it, that led to this "tragic" assassination.

He should have thought of it earlier.

"I will reciprocate my love and live up to my trust..."

This is what that person said. With his temperament, what he promised, what he said, he will naturally do it wholeheartedly. How could he allow his plan to be strangled in his infancy because of himself?

Originally, everything went smoothly, even far exceeding expectations, but there was an arrow in the middle!

If he hadn't been distracted to save him, with that young man's skill, how could he not be able to dodge even an arrow?

Thinking of that man, seriously injured, hiding in the snow all by himself, gritting his teeth and pulling out the sharp blade from his body, he wished he could chop himself off.

He didn't know anything about the man's current situation, he didn't know how his injuries were, and he didn't know if he got away...

He was so anxious, but he was trapped here and couldn't move, he didn't even dare to send someone to inquire - even in front of the most trusted people, he never dared to mention that name, just afraid that there might be a slight possibility that he would be involved in a bigger situation. in danger...

"Snapped!"

Another slap was slapped hard on the face, and the eyes of the person in the darkness flashed cruelty: Zhao Yi, if you continue to fail like this, if you continue to be so self-willed and incompetent, just ask your sex to pester him again, don't see him again, Don't think about him anymore, don't... harm him again!

"Master! Lord!" Defu's voice sounded eagerly outside the door: "The emperor is here!"

It is now three o'clock.

It turned out that his father didn't have his son at all in his heart.

For him, the real battle starts now.

Now, no matter how much he regrets, the blood that should be shed and what should not be shed has already been shed, so it cannot be allowed to shed in vain.

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