This shadow guard, you are enlightened

Although the number of reinforcements is superior, the imperial city is not like a battlefield area. Now Xing Chenmu is surrounded by the enemy army. Although Zhuo Ying and others can see his current situation clearly, they cannot provide immediate support.

Zhuo Ying was extremely anxious, she had already lost her usual calmness, and there was only one thought in her mind, which was to rush to Xing Chenmu's side as soon as possible.

He had almost given up on defense. The long sword in his hand danced extremely fast, causing fatalities. At the same time, he would inevitably have a few more wounds on his body. Seeing Ning Yuan stepping up to Xing Chenmu's side, Zhuo Ying's eyes were red, almost Crash.

At this moment, Wei Yan walked up to Zhuo Ying and said calmly, "Master Zhuo, let's go in."

The shadow guard beside Xing Chenmu, who died in the previous battle, was gradually lost to Ning Yuan and others' offensive. If they attacked according to the conventional style of attack, it might be too late to save Xing Chenmu.

What Wei Yan meant was for him and Wei Yan to lead a small group of people to support them, and try to open a gap, and let Xing Chenxiu shoot arrows to take Ning Yuan's life, and then persuade other Guan Weijun to surrender.

It's just that this move is extremely risky for the key leaders.

Zhuo Ying naturally didn't care about the risk at this time, he nodded slightly at Wei Yan, and the two quickly selected a few soldiers from their respective troops and rushed into the crowd.

Chen Si quickly noticed the movement on the other side, and he didn't care about other things, and rode his horse to Ning Yuan's side.

In fact, ever since he saw Wei Yan and Xing Chenxiu arriving with troops, he knew that the situation was over, but he was not reconciled, not reconciled to being ruined so easily after years of planning, even if he wanted to die, he had to drag Xing Chenmu to be buried with him.

Chen Si thought so angrily, and he did. Taking advantage of the battle between the guards and the shadow guards beside Xing Chenmu, he drew his sword and quickly rushed towards Xing Chenmu, but someone was faster than him.

An arrow pierced through the air, and there was only a crisp sound. The arrow hit the end of the long sword in his hand, and the huge force directly knocked the long sword off. Through the gap between the armor and the helmet, it pierces through the throat from the back of the neck and exits.

Chen Si only had time to widen his eyes and stare at Xing Chenmu in front of him, but he didn't have time to make the slightest movement, so he just fell down.

Do not look down.

In the crowd, only Wei Yanyang said: "Chen Si is dead, and you are still not surrendering? Your Majesty is merciful. If you abandon your troops at this time, you can still spare your life."

The general situation is gone, the rebels looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally No.1 threw down their weapons, and after him, everyone followed suit.

The shadow guard in the struggle was able to escape, and immediately returned to Xing Chenmu's side to protect him.

"You...you...rebellion is a serious crime against the nine clans. Do you think it is too late to surrender?" Ning Yuan knew that there was no chance of assassinating Xing Chenmu, so he suddenly laughed out loud, with hideous facial features, and raised his sword. He wanted to wipe it off his neck, but at that moment, a black shadow appeared behind him like a ghost, the sword rose and fell, and he chopped off his right arm holding the sword from behind.

Ning Yuan was controlled by several shadow guards following Zhuo Ying. Zhuo Ying dragged his long sword, walked over Ning Yuan who was lying on the ground, and walked to Xing Chenmu step by step, kneeling on one knee with red eyes: "The subordinate is late."

Xing Chenmu smiled, and stretched out his hand to hold his right hand that was still trembling slightly due to fear: "It's not too late, just come back."

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Zhuo Ying's black clothes were already drenched with blood, and a few strands of hair fell messily from his forehead. He faced the rising sun with his head bowed, making it hard to see his expression.

After a long time, his fingertips moved slightly, and when Xing Chenmu thought he was about to withdraw his hand, he slowly returned to hold the well-knit palm.

Interlocking his fingers, as if to confirm the existence of the person in front of him, he even exerted some strength, but quickly let go: "You are injured."

Before Xing Chenmu could speak, he got up quickly and said hastily: "This subordinate will go and invite the imperial physician."

"Zhuo Ying." Xing Chenmu called him, trying to appease the man who was no longer as calm as before.

It's a pity that Zhuo Ying hadn't recovered from the fear, she just looked at Xing Chenmu nervously, and couldn't listen to other words at all.

Xing Chenmu could only say: "Brother Wang is here, there is no need for an imperial physician."

Xing Chenxiu is the apprentice of the genius doctor Hua Xin. With him around, it is natural that the imperial physician will not be able to treat Xing Chenmu's arrow wound. The palace servants quickly brought the dragon chariot, and Zhuo Ying stabilized his mood a little, and helped Xing Chenmu go forward .

But when Xing Chenmu was about to step onto the dragon chariot, he heard a muffled sound not far away, followed by the exclamation of the soldiers: "General Li!"

Li Yuanmo fought against the rebels for two days and two nights, he was already seriously injured, and he was supported by a single breath. Seeing that the rebels were all under control and Xing Chenmu was fine, he relaxed and fell down immediately.

Xing Chenxiu stepped forward to check, with a solemn face, sprinkled some medicinal powder on the wounds on his body, and said: "General Li lost a lot of blood, he needs to be sent to the imperial hospital immediately, hang himself with ginseng in his mouth, hold this breath first, and then make plans."

Xing Chenmu paused, glanced at Zhuoying, and said to everyone around: "Use the dragon chariot, hurry up."

Many soldiers of the Jinwei Army who were present at the scene couldn't care about other things at the moment. Hearing this, they immediately stepped forward and lifted Li Yuanmo, placed him on the dragon chariot, and rushed to the Imperial Hospital.

Seeing this, the servants below turned around and wanted to find a new car for Xing Chenmu, but Xing Chenmu stopped him.

The two arrows in Xing Chenmu's hands were still stuck in his back, and a lot of cold sweat oozed from his forehead due to the pain, but at the moment he was extremely calm: "Look at the soldiers lying on the ground, which one is not more seriously injured than me, I can still go, just help me back to Chengyang Hall."

"My lord..."

Xing Chenxiu was the first to speak out to dissuade him, but before he could finish speaking, Zhuo Ying had already half squatted in front of Xing Chenmu: "My subordinate will go back to the Chengyang Hall after reciting the sage."

"Okay!" Xing Chenmu didn't seem to want to give him a chance to repent, and quickly fell on that generous back.

Zhuo Ying carefully avoided the large and small wounds on Xing Chenmu's body, supported him to stand up steadily, and walked towards Chengyang Hall.

Xing Chenmu put his head on his shoulder, endured the pain caused by the bumps, and carefully looked at his side face.

Zhuo Ying had just returned to the imperial city, and she hadn't put on the half of her face that she used to wear. Her face was only covered by a black cloth, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes. As she walked, the black cloth raised up slightly, and it was faintly visible that the black cloth was hidden behind her. The lower face, in just a few tens of days, he had actually lost a lot of thickness, and his cheeks were no longer as round as before.

Xing Chenmu's expression darkened, and he quickly pressed it into his ear: "Aying, don't be angry with me."

"Subordinates don't dare." Zhuo Ying replied calmly without stopping.

"But you are clearly angry." Xing Chenmu sighed, he has been with Zhuo Ying for many years, and he can naturally feel the other party's emotions, "This time it is my fault, I made you worry, when I recover, How about I apologize to you again?"

This time Zhuo Ying was silent for a long time before he opened his mouth and said: "Your Majesty, you don't need to be like this. This subordinate is just angry with himself. This subordinate left his post without authorization and failed to protect the saint. He deserves death."

"Then you're still angry with me, don't make things difficult for yourself."

Xing Chenmu's voice was slightly lower than before, Zhuo Ying immediately noticed the strangeness, turned his head and said in surprise: "My lord!"

"Hush, don't be afraid. I'm fine. I'm just a little tired. I want to rest for a while." There was almost no blood on Xing Chenmu's lips, but the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, as if he was comforting the person under him.

How could Zhuo Ying not be afraid, his heart trembled, even the hand holding Xing Chenmu trembled a little: "My lord, please... please hold on for a while."

Fortunately, the Chengyang Hall was in front of him, Zhuo Ying carried him into the hall and placed him on the bed.

Because he was worried about Xing Chenmu's injury, he didn't walk too fast just now, at this time Xing Chenxiu was already waiting in the hall, and the needed hot water, muslin and medicines had also been delivered.

"This king wants to draw the arrow for the Holy Majesty, please trouble Master Zhuo to remove the armor for the Holy Majesty first."

Zhuo Ying responded immediately.

Xing Chenmu had an arrow stuck in his body, so he couldn't take off the armor normally, so Zhuo Ying had to cut open the armor with his sword, and then carefully took it off piece by piece.

On the way, Xing Chenmu survived the dizziness and opened his eyes again. Xing Chenxiu put a washed veil next to his mouth: "It will hurt, bear with it."

"En." Xing Chenmu turned his gaze to Zhuo Ying who was at the side, and beckoned to him, "Come."

Zhuo Ying immediately stepped forward and knelt beside the bed: "What is your order?"

"Lend me a hand." Xing Chenmu stretched out the palm on the outside of the bed, Zhuo Ying grasped it immediately after understanding, Xing Chenmu smiled, then bit the handkerchief into his mouth with the other hand, and nodded slightly to Xing Chenxiu.

Xing Chenxiu held the arrow with one hand, and the fine cloth sprinkled with powder in the other. His movements were crisp and neat, without giving the two of them a chance to react. The arrow had already left his body, blood sprayed out, and the wound was quickly pressed with the powder to stop the bleeding. , He took a cloth strip from the side to bind up the wound, and pulled out another arrow in the same way.

After the other small wounds on his body were also bandaged with medicine, Xing Chenmu was already sweating profusely from the pain.

"Fortunately, the injuries are not critical, but due to the excessive blood loss, we need to take good care of them. Let's stop for a few days." After Xing Chenxiu finished speaking, he stood aside and said to Zhuo Ying, whose face was even paler than Xing Chenmu's, "Lord Zhuo Go and communicate with the ministers kneeling outside the hall, and say that the Holy One is fine, and let them all go back first."

"Yes." Zhuo Ying bowed and was about to leave, when Xing Chenmu on the bed opened his eyes, "Don't go yet."

The rest of the people in the hall were cleared away, and there were only the three of them at this time. Xing Chenmu seemed to want to say something, but when he saw Zhuo Ying beside him, he frowned and said weakly: "The injury on the body, before going to the imperial physician Do you sincerely want me to feel sorry for you when you put on the medicine and wear this bloody dress?"

"Subordinates dare not." Zhuo Ying's injury was actually not serious, and it was even more insignificant compared to Xing Chenmu's injury. He didn't feel any pain on the way to Chengyang Palace with Xing Chenmu on his back, but he Knowing that Xing Chenmu said this, he intends to dismiss him.

"You are just relying on me to be reluctant to scold you." Xing Chenmu sighed, looked at him and said, "Don't dare to go to the medicine!"

Zhuo Ying recalled what Xing Chenmu had said the night before leaving, and vaguely guessed what Xing Chenmu was going to say to Xing Chenxiu, so he hesitated.

But he thought again, if this is Xing Chenmu's decision, he will let the other party go, it may not be a bad thing for him or Xing Chenmu,

Thinking this way, he finally complied, and exited the hall after saluting...

The author has something to say: I will correct the typo tomorrow as usual... Ignore it if you see it before correcting the typo_(:з」∠)_

Zhuo Ying is still worried about the emperor's health, so he hasn't really started to get angry yet, the emperor is still behind coaxing his wife~

(However, every time the emperor takes advantage of being sick and acting like a spoiled child to eat tofu, he is really good at it, and our Aying can't stand it at all o(*≧▽≦)ツ┏━┓)