Emperor of the Dynasty + Spoiler

Yan Wuwei squeezed through the crowd, with a rare eagerness on his face, and shouted, "Run—His Royal Highness, run!"

Mu Congcong suddenly remembered the scene when she was assassinated in the East Palace on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year. She was overwhelmed by a great sense of fear, and her feet seemed to be rooted, and she couldn't move. The sound, she had just turned her head when a shadow blocked her eyes, and then she heard the sound of an arrow piercing into flesh.

Everything happened so fast, she didn't have time to react, but her cheeks were warm, and then she watched = the figure in front of her fell down, and the next moment she heard Yan Wuwei's muffled groan:

"Um…"

Yan Wuwei's pretty face turned pale in an instant, and he was already in pain, but he still wanted to comfort the terrified Mu Congcong in a gentle voice, "Your Highness... are you okay?"

This woman seems to be too accustomed to not showing her emotions and anger. In front of Mu Congcong, she will always look like a confident gentleman, like a prime minister, and prepares everything for Mu Congcong. She will be taken care of by her, and enjoy her care, as if it is something secret... Until Yan Wuwei suddenly fell in front of her, that is, at that moment, when the blood splashed her cheeks. In an instant, Mu Congcong seemed to realize that Yan Wuwei is also a human being, who can bleed and die.

She is not an omnipotent god.

Mu Congcong hugged Yan Wuwei, her mind went blank, she didn't know what to say, and she didn't know what to do. She was trembling in a daze, and subconsciously covered Yan Wuwei's wound shot by the arrow with her own hand, and her tears kept flowing. Flowing out in a controlled manner, as terrified as losing a loved one many years ago.She was afraid that Yan Wuwei would die like this, that she would not grow up in time, and that she would leave Yan Wuwei only once in this life, and even more afraid that no one would be by her side in the years to come. "Your Highness"...

"Yan... Yan Xiang..." After all, he was just a child, and he was thinking about it for a thousand times, but he just wanted Yan Wuwei to survive, to survive.Mu Congcong called Yan Wuwei, "Xiangguo? Xiang, Xiangguo..."

Yan Wuwei coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his tone was incoherent, but his face was still polite, "Is your Highness well..."

"An, An! Xiangguo - I'm fine, I'm fine! Sir, you still..."

"...That's good." Yan Wu murmured softly before she finished speaking, then tilted his head and passed out.

And Fang Hua, who was behind, also rushed over at this time, drew out his long sword to block the knife cut by the sideways assassin for Mu Congcong, "Your Highness! Run!"

Mu Congcong raised his head in a daze to look at Fang Hua, who was one against four, and then looked down at Yan Wuwei in his arms. The light blue gown that Yan Wuwei changed into when he went out just now was completely stained with blood.

run?

Where to run?

While she was hesitating, another arrow was shot at her from the attic in the distance. Fang Hua's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick, and he swung the long sword in his hand with a "bang", very much like the horn of death that night.

"—Your Highness!" Fang Hua rushed over, pulled Mu Container up, and threw it out, "Run!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up a long stick from the ground to deal with the enemy, protecting the fallen Yan Wuwei from getting close to others, Mu Congcong really came to his senses, stumbled and ran away to the direction of the station, Fang Hua Seeing this, she was also relieved, she held a long stick and attacked those four people head-on, her kung fu was excellent, if she hadn't been worried about Mu Congcong, she wouldn't have been suppressed by those four people, now she has no worries, she let go of her fists They were hostile to them, but the four of them didn't get any advantage. Just when the stalemate was deadlocked, the city patrol guards from Beijing rushed over. Seeing this, the four masked men in black scarves looked at each other, turned around and jumped over the wall and ran away. Hua didn't dare to chase after him, so he dropped the stick in his hand and went to see Yan Wuwei's injury.

Yan Wuwei was pierced through the chest by a long arrow, but fortunately he didn't hurt his vitals. Fang Hua frowned, holding the body of the arrow in his hand, broke the arrow, and then picked up Yan Wuwei and ran to the largest medical center in Yanling City.

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Yan Wuwei was pierced through the chest by a long arrow, but fortunately he did not hurt his vitals. Fang Hua frowned, holding the body of the arrow in his hand, broke the arrow, and then picked up Yan Wuwei and ran to the largest medical center in Yanling City.

It was already late at night when Yan Wuwei woke up. Seeing her wake up, Fang Hua, who had been guarding her all the time, immediately stepped forward and said, "Miss..."

Yan Wuwei was still a little dizzy. After being supported by Fang Hua and fed her saliva, she gathered up some strength and said, "Your highness, where is your highness?"

"His Royal Highness is at the station, and the guards are all there."

Yan Wuwei let go of his heart, and then he looked down at the injury on his chest. He frowned when his body hurt when he moved. She paused and asked Fang Hua, "Is it serious?"

"The doctor said that the vitals were not injured, and it is enough to rest for a month or so."

"Huh?" Yan Wuwei said helplessly after hearing this, "I'm afraid that if I stay in Chu for a longer time, eh... I'm afraid the king will be worried."

Fang Hua lowered his head and did not speak, with a strange expression on his face. Seeing this, Yan Wuwei changed his mind and said, "Did you write to the king?"

"Um……"

Yan Wuwei sighed, "It's not a big deal at all, if you tell her it will only make her worry."

Hearing this, Fang Hua unexpectedly knelt down and said, "This subordinate is guilty of failing to protect Miss, please punish her!"

Yan Wuwei was stunned for a moment, "It's not your fault, I let you follow me from a distance." She thought for a while and asked, "Is Your Highness scared?"