The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

His knuckles paused slightly, and between the sounds of the piano, You Mu said, "Speak frankly."

"Brother, if I can kill these assassins tonight by myself, can you... obey A Jian for a favor?" The rain blurred his vision. Lou Jian kicked away the assassin who tried to launch a sneak attack from the side. He took the opportunity to wipe his eyelashes, and kept looking back, hoping for a response.

The music entered the second section, and the tune rose again. Accompanied by the rhythmic and clear sound, Lou Jian accurately captured the prince's reply mixed in with the music despite the interference of the rain.

"......allow."

Just one character was enough to arouse all the energy in Lou Jian's body.

The sword intent suddenly rose, and the man who was a little exhausted suddenly attacked, making it difficult for the black-clothed people around him to resist. The long sword in the opponent's hand was indeed superior, and with the momentum of accumulated power, he chopped off the long swords in their hands several times.

Assassins are not endless. Once a neck is cut by a sword, there is no way to recover and there is no chance of survival.

Lou Jian was injured, with blood all over his body, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or someone else's. But he was careful enough, and those knife wounds were not fatal.

With the sword still in hand, he pressed forward step by step and kicked the dead man in the courtyard to the side.

He watched his accomplices die one after another, but the prince was not hurt at all. The masked man in front of him was covered in blood, and the sword was shining so coldly that the remaining men in black lost their initial confidence.

But escaping from the battlefield would also mean death, they had no choice.

He gritted his teeth, propped himself up, and walked forward with a knife. The three of them attacked together, but were forced into a desperate situation by one person.

Lou Jian recalled that he had practiced with only the wooden stakes surrounding him, and he still had some strength left, so he easily broke the momentum of the three people with his sword moves.

Behind him, the assassin, who had not yet completely died, propped himself up and drew his sword. Lou Jian avoided the attack in front of him and turned around to chop, cutting off the assassin's head while an iron stick pierced into the back of the assassin's head.

When the song ended, the rain stopped and the fighting in the yard stopped.

"Brother, what happened just now... does it still count?" Staring at the iron stick on the back of the assassin's head, Lou Jian was in a dilemma. She walked towards You Mu who was walking out of the room and asked.

"Okay." He reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of Lou Jian's eyes. Outside the yard, a team of soldiers came slowly with torches.

Before Lou Jian could rejoice, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open and a group of people squeezed into the courtyard in an instant.

The torch was closer, allowing Lou Jian to see who it was.

"Xiao Ying has been captured. There were many twists and turns on the way. I am late. I hope Your Highness will forgive me!" Jiang Feng came with his troops and detained Lord Xiao, who was tied up and gagged.

Xiao Ying was indeed cunning, and after realizing that there was a trick, he escaped once. Fortunately, they intercepted him in time and did not cause a disaster, which was a great achievement for His Highness.

Behind Jiang Feng, in addition to some familiar soldiers, there were also two Qinghe Sect members, He Fang and Bai Qi. Lou Jian was a little surprised that the two of them would appear here.

He had not seen the two since they were arrested in Changjie. Later, he learned from the prince that the Qinghe Sect had already secretly surrendered, so he knew that the two were safe and did not think about their whereabouts any more.

"Why is Brother Zhu here too? Has he also joined the Crown Prince's side?" The two people opposite were also a little surprised to see Lou Jian.

Lou Jian travels around the world using the name Lin Zhu. Except for Uncle Lin and a few people from Medical Valley, these friends do not know his true identity.

Although I was confused, now was obviously not a good time to reminisce about the past.

When Marquis Xiao was untied and saw the prince, he knew that he was in great danger tonight. He didn't care about his dignity as a marquis and started spitting and cursing.

"Crown Prince? What kind of crown prince are you? What kind of crown prince is crazy?... I am really old. I didn't realize that you did it on purpose..."

Thinking he had got the chance, he saw that You Mu was surrounded by only a few people, so he sent all the assassins secretly kept in the mansion. Unexpectedly, the rear was lost, and a group of people came and captured him alive.

Lord Xiao struggled several times but was pinned down. His body was buried in mud and blood, but his head was still held high.

"You Zhao family members are the most disgusting! My ancestors have the merit of following the emperor, why should you be suppressed by you! He, Zhao Xiangping, was made a marquis earlier than me, and his two sons also want to show off their prowess in the army."

"Why is his daughter the queen and my daughter the concubine? Why is his grandson the crown prince and I, Cheng'er, can only be the emperor..."

You Mu lowered his head and listened to Marquis Xiao's hysteria before his death. He suddenly found it ridiculous. He raised his left hand and the hilt of the sword, which was still warm, fell into his palm.

With a long sword in hand and a sharp edge in the eyes.

You Mu suddenly swung his sword, and the blade brought a splash of blood. The throat was cut, and Lord Xiao's curse came to an abrupt end.

He suddenly collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

The courtyard was dead silent, no one spoke. Everyone watched as the prince, with his hair loose and holding a sword, grabbed Marquis Xiao's hair and cut off his head.

The blood exploded, splashing half of You Mu's face.

"It's just like that." Standing up, You Mu lifted up the head and looked at it again and again. He always found it funny, but he couldn't raise the corners of his lips.

Even though so many people had been plotted against him, this man only had one life to begin with. If his throat was cut and his head cut off, what difference would there be between him and an animal?

"Brother, your cheek is dirty."

A layer of warmth covered his cheek, and Lou Jian, with washed hands, came over and gently wiped the bloodstains on his cheek.

Throwing the head aside and turning around suddenly, You Mu suppressed the tears at that moment. There was a strong smell of blood on the tip of his nose, and he remembered that Lou Jian was still injured.

"Drag the body out of the back hill and feed it to the dogs. Leave the head behind and keep it well for Prince Yu and Concubine Xiao. Deal with the things in the yard. Stay in the temple tonight and leave tomorrow."

"Also, send some medicine for the wounds."

After ordering his men to do it, the prince took Lou Jian's hand and walked towards the meditation room under the dumbfounded gaze of the two Qinghe Sect members.

"Yes!"

Jiang Feng took the order, held up the head of Marquis Xiao, and ordered his soldiers to clean up the corpses in the courtyard.

Yan Cheng was drugged and arrived a little late. He rushed over and was relieved to see that the courtyard was already guarded.

"Is His Highness injured?" Although Yan Cheng knew that His Highness had a plan for everything, he still asked.

"It's okay. Master Lou is here. You've come at the right time. Give me a hand and help me." Jiang Feng was a little disgusted by the wound on his head that was bleeding continuously. He pushed Yan Cheng and asked him to help hold it first.

"..." Firelight flashed over, and suddenly a green head appeared. Yan Cheng was so frightened that he took a few steps back before he could steady himself.

"Look how scared you are, to the point of..." Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows, holding the fire in one hand and turning it with the other, looking at the horrible and hideous human face under the light and shadow, and said nothing.

On the other side, Bai Qi was still surprised by what he had just seen, and kept asking the bearded man beside him:

"Hey, the Mr. Lou he just mentioned, is he referring to Brother Zhu?"

"Did you see it just now? The prince... held hands... and went in... What did Brother Zhu still call... Brother?"

In the room, Lou Jian took off his clothes so that the prince could apply medicine on him.

Lou Jian was caught in the rain, so he should have taken a shower, but there were many cuts on his body, so he couldn't get wet. He used a cloth soaked in warm water to wipe the wounds, washed away the blood, and then covered the wounds with medicine powder.

He tapped the bottle mouth with his fingertips, shook off the powder and sprinkled it on the knife edge. You Mu reminded: "Be patient."

The wound was a little stinging from the powder, but Lou Jian could still bear it.

"Brother, why are He Fang and Bai Qi here?" He couldn't figure it out, so he asked directly.

The prince turned aside to get a piece of cloth to bandage it. His face was a little solemn, and he mentioned a seemingly unrelated matter: "Ajian, do you still remember the handwritten letter that your father presented on the emperor's desk when he was falsely accused?"