He has not lived enough

"My lord, be careful—" the guard exclaimed in alarm, while quickly protecting Bai Qingyu and attacking the man.

However, the man had already fallen into madness, his eyes were red and his strength was incomparable, he didn't seem to feel pain even when the sword was cut into his flesh, he just rushed wildly, and the guards couldn't take him down for a while.

Just when everyone's attention was drawn away by this person, Zhao Yu, who had been observing secretly on the carriage, changed his expression, jumped off the carriage and threw himself on Bai Qingyu: "Be careful!"

Almost at the same time, a sharp needle shot out from the mouth of the other man in black and pierced Zhao Yu's body.

Bai Qingyu turned around quickly when he heard Zhao Yu's voice, but he only had time to catch his fallen body.

Bai Qingyu's eyes, which remained calm even though the assassin was attacking, suddenly widened. He hugged Zhao Yu with one hand by the waist, raised the other hand and aimed at the man in black, and shot him in the chest with the sleeve arrow hidden in his sleeve.

The guards also quickly divided into two people and shot the man to death. The mad man was also hacked to death, and the surroundings returned to silence.

"This subordinate has neglected his duty, please punish him!"

The guards didn't care about the injury and knelt down to plead guilty, but Bai Qingyu's full attention was on the boy in his arms at the moment.

He looked at Zhao Yu's pale face and unspeakable pain, and said coldly, "Go to the imperial doctor!"

The needle was almost completely submerged in Zhao Yu's back, and the exposed end was dyed with an ominous black light. It was probably a poisoned needle.

Bai Qingyu didn't know how decisive his weak and delicate child was when he jumped at him. He just felt that his heart was twisted hard, but he didn't dare to pull out the needle easily, so he let Zhao Yu lean on him very carefully. on himself.

"No, no need..."

After finally breathing a sigh of relief, Zhao Yu pulled Bai Qingyu's clothes and shook them, telling him to prevent the guards from going to the imperial doctor.

The latter carefully held his hand quickly, and said softly: "Don't talk, everything will be fine when the imperial doctor arrives."

If it is really a poisonous needle, the more active it is to speak, the faster the poison will spread.

"No... I just sprained my ankle. I'm fine..." Zhao Yu finished speaking dumbfounded, struggling to sit up from Bai Qingyu's arms.

He jumped from such a high carriage, but he couldn't stand still and sprained his right foot severely. The pain was so painful that he couldn't even speak just now.

Fearing that Zhao Yu would not believe Zhao Yu's back, Bai Qingyu hurried to stop Zhao Yu from finding the needle and gave it to him, and explained to him: "Look, the needle didn't see any blood, it really didn't pierce me, it's just I sprained my ankle, just go back to the palace and let the imperial doctor take a look."

As he spoke, he pulled off his clothes with great effort, revealing the layer of golden silk soft armor outside the inner clothes, which was transformed from the golden bell cover skill card that Zhao Yu had just activated.

Although the needle might be poisonous, but first of all, the needle couldn't penetrate his flesh, and no matter how poisonous it is, it's useless. It's like spending the same money to enjoy two services.

Zhao Yu felt really flattered to finally be able to get some advantage from the stingy system, and even the sprained ankle seemed to be less painful.

As for the origin of the golden silk soft armor, Zhao Yu also thought about it: "Zhang Defu asked me to wear this before I came out. I couldn't resist him so I put it on. I didn't expect it to come in handy and help you hehe..."

Looking at Zhao Yu who was smug and smiling like a little fox, Bai Qingyu knew that he should be angry at his recklessness just now, so he said with a cold face on purpose: "Don't do this again in the future, even if you take precautions in advance, your majesty must not take any risks. "

But the gentle movements of the hands helped Zhao Yu put on the clothes.

If he behaved in his usual style, even if he was injured, Bai Qingyu would spare the assassin's life to interrogate the person behind it, because this is the most reasonable and sensible approach.

But the moment Zhao Yu fell into his arms, the string called reason in Bai Qingyu's mind snapped, leaving only the tyranny that wanted to destroy everything.

And even now that Zhao Yu is sure that there is no serious problem, he is still terrified in his heart.

"I know..." Zhao Yu knew she was wrong, and said in a low voice, "It's just that I didn't care too much when I thought you would get hurt. From now on... hiss..."

This body is already afraid of pain, and just now he sprained a little seriously, and his ankle was involved with a slight movement, and the pain made tears flow out.

Bai Qingyu frowned, carried Zhao Yu back to the carriage, and carefully took off his shoes and socks.

Sure enough, the originally slender ankle was highly swollen, and the accumulated dark blood was even more terrifying compared with the white calf.

A flash of distress flashed in Bai Qingyu's eyes, and he said in a low voice, "Be patient a little longer, Your Majesty, we will return to the palace right away."

Afraid that his feet would be cold, and worried that wearing shoes and socks would hurt the wound, Bai Qingyu put his hands on the underside of his ankle that was not swollen, and wrapped Zhao Yu's feet with the hem of his clothes to warm them.

Zhao Yu hooked his toes awkwardly, wondering if he was a bit too good-favored.

It's true that he wanted to increase the intimacy with Jin Thigh, but the current direction of intimacy...why is it different from what he thought.

Fortunately, the task was successfully completed, and Zhao Yu was in a good mood when he heard the pleasant voice of the points being credited, and even his feet didn't seem to hurt so much.

The carriage drove steadily again, and within a quarter of an hour after leaving, a guard reported outside that the assassin who had just escaped had been caught, but it was just a little unexpected.

"The assassin was very cunning, and he only ran to crowded places. His subordinates didn't dare to act too much for fear of harming the people. They almost let the man escape. Later, someone helped him and caught him. It was also a little suspicious, so the subordinates brought it together, please make a decision."

When the guard said this, there happened to be a strange voice shouting outside, so Zhao Yu opened the curtain to look at it, and it happened to meet a pair of blue eyes.

Well, we are really acquaintances...

The guards were actually talking about the Erha envoy from the Luotuo Kingdom. This buddy is really good at running around the capital.

Andrew, who was restrained, was extremely angry. He clearly helped them catch the sneaky thief. It's fine for these people not to thank them, but they even brought him here as a suspect. It's just ridiculous!

Convinced that there must be some misunderstanding, Andrew tried his best to explain with his hands and feet, while regretting that he ran too fast and lost Emon.

He swears to God that he must learn the Dajin dialect from Emon after returning home, otherwise he will not even be able to defend himself.

Andrew was scratching his head anxiously, when he suddenly saw the curtains of the carriage lifted, and a young man from Dajin and...

"Hi—my dear friend!" Seeing the people in the carriage clearly, Andrew immediately raised his head as if seeing a savior, "I am the envoy of the Radha Kingdom! You must still remember me, Your Excellency!"

Naturally, Bai Qingyu was speechless for a rare moment when he saw this energetic envoy.

This assassin and the escaped assassin both looked like foreigners with high noses and deep eyes. It was no wonder the guards were hesitant to be involved in such a coincidence.

After getting out of the car and letting the guards release him, Bai Qingyu said to Andrew in Luo Tuo language: "My guards probably misunderstood you just now, envoy Andrew, thank you for your help."

It's really great to meet someone who understands what I'm talking about. Andrew regained his gentlemanly demeanor, patted his chest and said: "It's the duty and honor of a paladin to uphold justice and protect the weak. You don't have to be polite to me." ..."

But he scratched his head in embarrassment: "Can you just ask your guard to take me back to the hotel? I just lost my translator and money bag..."

Seeing that Zhao Yu was listening with great interest, Bai Qingyu translated Andrew's words, and Zhao Yu couldn't help being happy, saying: "This man is warm-hearted, why don't you take him back to the palace first, after all, he is an envoy of a country. It’s not good to be negligent.”

Bai Qingyu nodded in agreement. He had other thoughts. The assassin was obviously aimed at him, and any forces before the investigation were clearly suspected.

Andrew's status is special, he can be temporarily placed in the palace, and it is safer to let him go back after finding out that this matter has nothing to do with him.

When Bai Qingyu invited him to the palace, Andrew stood up straight. Does this mean that he can see that noble and beautiful His Majesty again?

Agreeing to Bai Qingyu's invitation without hesitation, Andrew happily followed the carriage to the palace. Of course, for the convenience of communication, he did not forget poor Eamon this time. He explained the name of the hotel to Bai Qingyu and asked him to be his translator. Also take it with you.

Eamon, who was left halfway by Andrew, finally returned to the hotel, worried about whether to report the case to find his unreliable envoy. Suddenly, several well-dressed attendants came to invite him to the palace, and talked Explained Andrew's situation.

For a moment, Amon didn't know whether to be worried or happy. He struggled for a moment, or asked the attendants to wait a while, and he left after writing a letter.

"Dear lord: I regret to tell you that our return date may have to be postponed for a while..."

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After returning from the palace, Bai Qingyu called the imperial physician to examine Zhao Yu carefully. He was relieved after confirming that he had no other wounds other than the sprained ankle. After seeing that the imperial physician had applied medicine to Zhao Yu, he returned to the Political Affairs Hall.

When the subordinates there reported to him all the results of the inspection just now, Bai Qingyu's face suddenly turned cold.

The seemingly inconspicuous needle pulled out from Zhao Yu's body was indeed poisonous, as long as it pricked the skin a little, it could kill a person within a quarter of an hour.

Zhao Yu was wearing a gold silk soft armor this time, if there was no protection... Bai Qingyu didn't dare to think about it.

After examining the dead man in black, it was discovered that he had hidden a pill in his mouth in advance, and after taking it, his internal strength could be increased several times in a short period of time.

During this period, the mind is excited and no pain can be felt, but after a quarter of an hour at most, the seven orifices will bleed to death.

As for the assassin who was stopped by Andrew by mistake, although the guards checked his mouth in advance and removed his jaw just in case, he pretended to confess during the interrogation, but actually took the opportunity to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

All the guards knelt on the ground, and the leader was even more ashamed: "Li Huan's negligence almost caused a catastrophe, please forgive me!"

Not only did they almost fail to protect the lord, they even failed to find out who was behind it. They really had no face to face the lord.

Bai Qingyu closed his eyes, suppressing all the thoughts in his mind, and when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to his usual calmness.

"Remember the punishment for now. The most important thing now is to find out the people behind the scenes. These Xirong people are conspicuous in appearance, and the relationship between Xirong and Dajin is tense. It is impossible for these people to appear in the capital all at once, and it is more likely that they were secretly ambushed or raised before. somewhere."

"As long as they have been in the capital, they will leave traces, and follow these clues to investigate."

The author says:

In the first two days of the National Day, I still wore short-sleeved clothes and turned on the air conditioner when I went out. When I came back, I was terribly cold. I have been suffering from a cold for the past few days...

Little cuties should also pay attention to keeping warm, this year's weather directly saves autumn clothes