[Wu Zetian colleagues] Wu Lingchun

The horse that was galloping back suddenly stumbled and fell towards the pit that appeared in front of him at an unknown time!

This change caused everyone present to exclaim in alarm.

Ah Zhao!

Wan'er swayed violently, almost crying out.

"Senior Sister!" Du Suran next to him had the best eyesight, and he could already see that the one who fell into the pit was Changsun Qiu.

When Wan'er heard this sound, she raised a heart in her throat and felt a little at ease.

Although Wan'er also knows that this is not very kind, but people's hearts are biased.It wasn't Wu Zhao who fell down, which really made her feel relieved.

However, the next moment, a burst of "Hola" and "Boom" was heard again, and the dust that was thicker than the two galloping horses rose in the distance——

It turned out that another horse, that is, the horse Wu Zhao was riding on, also had a trap in front of it in an instant!

"Queen!" Everyone exclaimed.

Du Suran had already rushed towards the place where the accident happened.

But before her, Wan'er, who realized the danger was coming, had a strange thought in her mind, and she was one step ahead of her, running against the direction of the horse's head to the accident site.

Immediately afterwards, under the grayish-yellow smoke and dust, there was the sound of "Herod"'s horse howling, and the sound of "Crackling" who seemed to be struggling.

Wan'er couldn't care less about anything.

She forgot all the people around her, she forgot that this is a deep palace, and she forgot that there might be countless pairs of eyes watching her every word and deed...

At this moment, there is only one thing she cares about in her heart——

She wanted to make sure that person was safe and sound.

Wan'er ran forward desperately like this.

Such a large amount of exercise was when she reached the 800-meter standard when she was in school in her previous life.

With a distance of [-] meters and a few seconds, Wan'er sprinted desperately, and Wan'er felt that her heart was going to spit out, and it was even difficult to breathe.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the road ahead became clear.

Wan'er was startled by a dark shadow not far in front of her——

black horse!

Black!

Wan'er's eyes were sour and hot: She clearly remembered that Wu Zhao was riding that black horse!

The black shadow suddenly stopped a few steps away from Wan'er.

Obviously, the person on the horse saw someone appearing in front of him.

The black horse's reins were pulled tightly, "Herod" roared again, and its two front hooves turned upside down.

Wan'er raised her face, just in time to see the man on the horse, wearing that red riding outfit.

It was as if she was about to gallop wildly, as if the whole world was under her control...

Wan'er's tears could no longer be restrained, and flowed down her cheeks.

At this time, Wu Zhao had already seen that the person blocking the way ahead was Wan'er.

She frowned, and quickly pulled the reins again, while patting the horse's neck reassuringly.

The horse was startled just now, and she was afraid that it would rush out and hurt Wan'er.

"Queen!" Du Suran rushed to the front.

After looking at Wu Zhao in horror, she seemed to be safe, and a big stone in her heart fell to the ground.

Of course, she also found the familiar figure who was laid horizontally in front of the saddle by the Queen Mother.

Sister...

Was this rescued by the queen mother?

Du Suran thought about it.

In the back, the first reaction of the people who rushed up was to kneel down and kowtow to plead guilty.

They were all lucky that the Queen Mother was safe, otherwise none of them would have survived.

All of a sudden, people kneeled on the ground.

Du Suran also knelt down to plead guilty.

Wan'er was the only one left standing, and the only one with tears streaming down her face.

Wu Zhao didn't look at others, but just looked at Wan'er who was staring at herself, her eyes blurred by tears.

She knew Wan'er loved to cry, maybe she hadn't seen Wan'er cry for a long time.

At this moment, she really felt that she was really afraid of Wan'er crying.

Otherwise, why is her heart hurting so much?

The tears that burst from Wan'er's eyes burned Wu Zhao's heart.

Wu Zhao pursed her lips tightly.

She turned to look at Du Suran: "Help her to heal."

She was talking about the eldest grandson Chou who was lying across her saddle, sweating coldly because of the pain from the wound, but gritting his teeth and refusing to groan in pain.

"Yes!" Du Suran quickly agreed, and stepped forward with two maids to help eldest grandson Qiu off the horse.

Anyway, the Empress Dowager didn't seem to have the intention of blaming the senior sister, and the senior sister must have suffered skin trauma.

Thinking this way, Du Suran held Changsun Chou's waist tightly, for fear of being injured again in the process of getting off the horse.

Suddenly, he felt the resistance from grandson Qiu.

Du Suran frowned: "Why are senior sisters still stubborn?"

No matter what the result is today, the most important thing is to save the life of the senior sister.

Then, Du Suran saw Changsun Qiukong's right hand sharply, as if he wanted to grab something tightly.

But finally caught an empty.

Du Suran faintly heard the soft sigh from Changsun Qiu.

right hand...

Could it be... Du Suran's mind flashed.

Changsun Qiu was taken down to heal his wounds.

Wu Zhao sat on the horse without moving.

"You all get up." She looked at the people kneeling on the ground without any expression.

Everyone trembled in their hearts: This is obviously a sign of the coming storm... something like this happened!

Thank goodness, the Queen Mother is unharmed!

Next, the only thing they hoped for was that the Queen Mother would investigate the matter thoroughly and not implicate themselves.

Wu Zhao still sat on the horse without moving.

She intentionally or unintentionally looked at Wan'er who had stopped crying and was standing beside her.

She smiled suddenly, and flicked the reins of the horse lightly.

The horse was so well tamed by her that it took two small steps forward and stood still.

In this way, Wu Zhao just stopped in front of Wan'er.

She suddenly leaned over to Wan'er: "My face is disfigured from crying."

She sat on the horse and leaned towards Wan'er.

In the tone, it is not the gesture of a condescending superior, but more like a joke between lovers, making Wan'er happy.

Wan'er blushed, and wanted to wipe away the tears on her face, but then thought that this would not make her face even more blurred.

So, she could only stand there more blankly, her face was flushed and hot, and she was a little helpless.

Wan'er felt a flash in front of her eyes, and Empress Dowager Wu stretched out her arms towards her.

She doesn't want to let herself ride together, does she?

Wan'er thought of the time when she was outside Luoyang...

Then a pair of eyes are opened round.

Unexpectedly, Wu Zhao was always beyond her expectations.

She actually spread her palms in front of Wan'er——

In the white palm lay two... arrows. Arrows!

Wan'er's eyes opened again.

She could no longer focus on how white Wu Zhao's palm was, and how slender and powerful her fingers looked.Her attention was completely attracted by the two broken arrows.

"I brought them back, put them away." Wu Zhao's laughing voice wafted into Wan'er's ear.

Wan'er was startled.

It was hard for her to believe that this person actually got the arrow, this person actually defeated the grandson Qiu.

That is, the eldest grandson Qiu with high martial arts skills!

While Wan'er was in a daze, Wu Zhao leaned forward again.

Most of her body left the saddle like this, thanks to how she did it.

She took Wan'er's hand, and put the two broken arrows in Wan'er's palm.

At the end, I still didn't forget to chuckle in Wan'er's ear: "You belong to me!"

Wan'er gasped, her ears and neck were all smudged red.

Her heart, on the other hand, was "thumping" and "thumping" for nothing... beating faster and faster every time.

Can this person be more flirtatious?

After Wu Zhao overbearingly swore his sovereignty, he dodged and sat back on his horse.

She laughed, as if she was happier than anything else.

Knocking on the horse's belly lightly, the horse struggled and moved obediently, bypassing Wan'er and the others, and slowly heading towards the finish line.

Wan'er held the two broken arrows in her hands, and she didn't recover for a long time.

Just at this time, a group of people rushed from a distance.

The leader was a young man in brocade robes, followed by a group of servants.

The young man in brocade robe ran so fast that the golden crown on his head was a bit skewed.

He came to the place where the crowd gathered.

"Mother!" Before he could reach him, he yelled out in response to the situation, as if suddenly surprised.

After he could see the situation in front of him clearly, he suddenly fell silent, and looked at the black horse slowly moving in the distance in surprise.

"Mother—" His throat seemed to be choked with a handful of cotton wool.

"I'm here." Wu Zhao had already strolled back to the finish line on his own, looking at him leisurely.

The young man in brocade robe suddenly felt awkward, and tried to squeeze out a suitable expression, but he couldn't think of what kind of expression was the most suitable at this moment.

Everyone present knew his identity, and knelt down again.

Wan'er also guessed his identity and bowed to him.

The young man in brocade robe didn't care what other people were like, but just took a deep look at Wan'er, and nodded unnaturally.

Then, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and moved step by step towards where Wu Zhao was.

"My son is late! Mother please forgive me!" The young man in brocade robe came to Wu Zhao's horse and saluted deeply.

Wu Zhao still didn't get off the horse, and looked him up and down with probing eyes.

This time, but this is a condescending attitude.

The young man in brocade was uncomfortable being watched by her, and even more uncontrollably coughed lightly.

"The emperor came in time." Wu Zhao said leisurely.

Li Dan trembled when he heard the word "Emperor", and hastily bowed down: "Mother, let's call my son as usual!"

"Oh?" Wu Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, "Isn't Dan'er going to be emperor soon?"

Li Dan felt even more nervous when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "My son has not yet ascended the throne, so I dare not overstep."

Wu Zhaoyun smiled lightly: "Dan'er has always been the most respectful of rules."

"Yes!" Li Dan quickly responded.

Li Dan strengthened his courage and quickly explained to himself: "Mother Mingjian! My son just heard... I heard from Mrs. Du that my mother had an accident here, so she didn't dare to delay, so she came here in a hurry."

His eagerness was too obvious.

Wu Zhao, however, acted as if he hadn't heard anything at all, and just smiled lightly.

Li Dan didn't get her response, and felt even more nervous.

Looking back at the two horse traps that appeared in the distance after the dust had settled, his mind flashed.

"Mother! This must be someone trying to kill my mother!" Li Dan said sternly.

"Oh? I guess so." Wu Zhao nodded as if he was serious.

Li Dan breathed a sigh of relief: "Son, please investigate this matter thoroughly. Mother please allow me!"

"You are the emperor and my son. This is the right thing for you to do." Wu Zhao smiled slightly, like a good mother.

When Li Dan heard her say that he was the emperor, he was so nervous that he died.

"Son, help mother get off the horse!" He wanted to please his domineering mother.

"No need. I still want to ride for a while." Wu Zhao refused.

She has always been used to domineering, she said she wanted to ride for a while, who would dare to say anything?

Li Dan could only respond indifferently.

At this moment, let alone just want to "ride for a while", even if Wu Zhao rode the horse to the Golden Luan Hall, Li Dan would not dare to say no.

Li Dan didn't speak, someone spoke.

"The concubine has already ordered someone to prepare the chariot, and the queen mother is invited to board the chariot." Wan'er came here at some point, and asked respectfully.

When Wu Zhao heard her voice, the majesty on his face couldn't hold back.

"You don't need to ride a chariot, I can..."

"The queen mother please board the chariot." Wan'er suddenly became stubborn.

Wu Zhao grinned and said, "Let them carry the chariot over here."

"The concubine helps the queen mother go there." Wan'er insisted.

Wu Zhao had no choice but to get off the horse: "I can go by myself."

She tensed her back and walked over as gracefully as usual.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his right foot touched the ground, he felt a sharp pain.

As soon as his legs went limp, Wu Zhao's body fell crookedly.

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Handsome but three seconds or something~