Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

Jiang Xianjing did what he said, the cue in his hand on the court was full of power, and the fiery red brocade robe fluttered.

No one dared to compete with the children of aristocratic families in the audience.

The famous ladies outside the arena all sighed, their eyes were like knives, they wished that Qian Zuisheng would be executed Ling Chi.

However, Qian Zui sat calmly and calmly, looking at the red shadow in the field as if no one was following him, which made people feel a little bit ashamed for no reason.

When Jiang Jimin left that day, his face was very ugly. Jiang Xian was startled and submissive, and immediately became lively again as soon as he turned around.

The return journey passes downtown.

Qian Zuisheng was made drowsy by the alcohol, and Jiang Xian was shocked to know that he was in a light sleep, so he deliberately dragged him out to ride a horse.

Lanterns hang high on both sides of the street, and the sound of hawking keeps coming and going.

The warm orange light hit Qian Zuisheng's body, making him look a lot softer, unlike the usual appearance of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Jiang Xianjing was in a good mood, turning his head to look at Qian Zuisheng from time to time.

Just when Jiang Xianjing turned his head again, Qian Zui said coldly: "Is the prince's neck okay?"

Jiang Xian chuckled in surprise.

He urged his horse to walk to Qian Zuisheng's side: "Just now in front of His Royal Highness, Zui Sheng is not as indifferent to this king."

Qian Zuisheng was too lazy to argue with him, raised his whip high, and disappeared at the end of the long street in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Xian weighed his saber in surprise and followed.

When Jiang Xianjing arrived, Qian Zuisheng had already fought the man in black.

The hooves of the horses were all cut off, and a dozen men in black with spears surrounded him.

Qian Zuisheng's expression was cold and solemn, his eyes were like sparks in the dark night, so bright that it was shockingly bright.

The horsewhip was whistling in Qian Zuisheng's hands, and the man in black couldn't get close to him for a while.

Jiang Xian reined in the reins and watched from the sidelines: "Zi Sheng is very skilled."

The man in black was startled when he saw Jiang Xian, and he was slightly taken aback, and immediately accelerated his offensive.

Qian Zuisheng looked at the right time, slightly tapped on a long spear, and his whole body flew into the air, and the whip swept towards the crowd in a strange arc.

Several men in black screamed and fell off their horses one after another.

Suddenly, Qian Zuisheng felt a chill behind his back, and the sharp sword was wrapped in a strong wind and hit his back.

Qian Zuisheng turned sideways to block, and the whip was instantly cut in two.

The incoming man turned his sword and came towards Qian Zui Sheng's door again. The passageway was narrow, Qian Zui Sheng could not avoid it, a strand of hair between his forehead was cut off by the sharp sword.

The cold light hit again, Jiang Xian's expression froze, and he jumped up in the air.

Sharp swords struck each other, piercing the silent night sky.

The leader didn't want to get entangled with Jiang Xianjing, so he winked, and the other men in black swarmed up, desperately besieging Jiang Xianjing.

The man made moves to hit Qianzuisheng's vital point directly.

Qian Zuisheng's figure was dexterous, but he only had half a horsewhip in his hand, so he soon lost the wind, staggering backwards and seemed about to fall.

The man in black took the opportunity to strike down.

Qianzui closed his eyes.

In the nick of time, he felt his waist tighten, and he was hugged by the waist, and the warm blood fell on the back of his hand.

"You are hurt?"

"It's okay." Jiang Xian patted the back of the man's hand in surprise to show comfort.

The man in black looked at Jiang Xian's startled and bloody shoulder, and was also taken aback.

Qian Zuisheng was held firmly in Jiang Xianjing's arms.

The two sides confronted each other silently.

Horseshoes came galloping in the distance.

The man in black glanced over Jiang Xianjing and Qian Zuisheng, and with a wave of his hand, everyone withdrew.

Qian Zuisheng broke free from Jiang Xianjing's arms, tore off a section of the sleeve robe with a "hiss", and bandaged Jiang Xianjing roughly.

Jiang Xian was gasping for breath in shock, and said dishonestly, "Drunk sound, do you feel sorry for me? Duanxiu..."

Qian Zuisheng didn't answer, but the movements of his hands became more and more gentle.

"My lord, are you alright? Who has the guts to openly assassinate at the foot of the Emperor of the Imperial City..."

Jiang Xian was so shocked that he wished he could turn into a thunderbolt and split the noisy thunderbolts.

Wei Su looked at Jiang Xian with concern and was startled: "Master?"

Qian Zui shook his head slightly.

Lei Wu panicked and deployed his defeated troops to search for the assassin. Looking at the busy crowd, Jiang Xian was startled and Qian Zuisheng looked at each other: "Nu Yi!"

Jiang Xian jumped on the horseback in surprise, and stretched out his hand to Lei Wu: "Lei's waist card."

"What do you want a badge for?"

While speaking, Lei Wu quickly took off his waist card and handed it to Jiang Xianjing.

"If something about today gets out, watch out for your front teeth."

Jiang Xianjing left a warning, and then drove the horse away without saying a word.

"Prince Li, this..."

Before Lei Wu finished speaking, Jiang Xianjing, who had gone back and forth, snatched Qian Zuisheng onto the horse's back in full view of everyone.

The two rode together, and the guard at the palace gate saw Jiang Xianjing's horse from a distance and opened the palace gate, and the journey was unimpeded.

Earlier, when Lei Wu said that the emperor had granted Jiang Xian a license to ride in the Jingshen Palace, Qian Zuisheng was skeptical.

After the curfew, the deep palace was extremely quiet, and the crisp sound of horseshoes was extremely ear-piercing.

"Is this king powerful?"

As Jiang Xian exhaled in shock, hot air swept over Qian Zuisheng's ears. If it wasn't for the darkness, Jiang Xian would have noticed that the cheeks of the person in his arms were already flushed.

Qian Zuisheng coughed lightly: "It seems that you, teacher, hate me to the bone!"

Jiang Xianjing did not deny it: "Don't worry, this king will protect you well, the authorities are confused, and the teacher is also confused for a while."

"Really? I think the lord is very sober, and he has been guarding every step these days..." Qian Zuisheng didn't continue speaking as if he felt that this expression was too intimate.

Jiang Xianjing laughed lightly: "Since you know that the king will guard you every step of the way, why did you insist on leaving the palace today? And deliberately put yourself in danger? What are you so worried about?"

Qian Zuisheng didn't argue.

Jiang Xianjing's riding skills were superb, and he came to Dali Temple in the blink of an eye.

The guards were taken aback when they saw that Jiang Xian was wrapped in a man in his cloak.

"Where's Nu Yi?"

The guard didn't react for a moment.

"The child sent in a few days ago."

The guards immediately looked at each other.

Jiang Xian shouted in shock: "Where is the person? Are you dumb?"

The guard knelt down with a "plop".

The whip soaked in salt water lashed at his body, making a dull sound.

"puff!"

Nu spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Say, who ordered you to assassinate Prince Du?"

Nu Yi had bulging veins on his forehead, his jaw was trembling, he bit his lip tightly, and kept shaking his head.

"Right Prime Minister?"

Qian Zuisheng looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.

That man was so weak that his facial features were that of an aged Lei Wu. He was Lei Wu's father, Lei Xiaodong, the right minister in charge of money and food in Qianyu Kingdom.

He kept wiping the sweat from his forehead with a towel, and his spine stiffened when he heard the sound.

After seeing Jiang Xian's shock, he exhaled: "My lord, why are you here?"

Jiang Xianjing looked left and right vigilantly, and pulled Lei Xiaodong aside: "Who else knows that Xiangye is interrogating Nu Yi?"

Lei Xiaodong looked at Qian Zui who was behind Jiang Xianjing, hesitant to speak: "My lord...this..."

"It's too late, Prime Minister Right, hurry up, no matter who asks, you have never been here today."

After Jiang Xianjing finished speaking, he snatched the whip from Lei Xiaodong's hand, and pushed him out without any explanation.

"My lord...you..."

Lei Xiaodong didn't know why.

There was a lot of noise outside, and Chief Huan announced under his voice: "The emperor is here!"

Jiang Xian gritted his teeth in shock and looked at Qian Zuisheng: "What exactly do you want?"

Qian Zuisheng tilted his neck, pointed at Nu Yi who was shrunk aside, and shrugged playfully.