After refusing to marry the prince, the general regretted it too much

August [-]th, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The bright and bright moon hangs high, and the already rich and magnificent city of Tangjing seems to glow with more fresh vitality overnight. The scattered lights and shadows are a prosperous scene of fireworks in the world.

In the Miao Yue Mansion, the crown prince sat down, accompanied by Ye Jia himself, and there were stunning dancers singing and dancing, but what they sang were Southern Xinjiang tunes, which was quite interesting compared to the popular music in Beijing.

"Your Highness thinks, these few tunes that Caomin spent more than a month tuning are still pleasant to your ears?" Ye Jia stepped forward and filled another glass of wine with a smile.

Xie Heng lifted the wine bottle and took a sip, boasting in a very face-saving way: "The sound of gold resonates with jade, and the lingering sound lingers."

Ye Jia smiled, leaned forward very familiarly, and said in an almost whispering gesture: "The son of a thousand gold can't sit still, Your Highness played empty-handed tricks when he was in southern Xinjiang last time, why do you want to use your body now?" What about taking risks?"

Xie Heng also smiled, and said concisely: "This is Tangjing."

The biggest reason why he dared to play in Southern Border was that it was Qin Ye's territory.

The four words "beyond the length of the whip" are not just kidding.

But Tangjing... can't say whose territory it is.

If it's really a fake, that's all for Duan Wang. If Emperor Hui came back to Beijing to investigate carefully, he would have to reveal his secrets.

If it wasn't for someone's refusal, Xie Heng would have really wanted to cut himself a knife and play a full set.

Ye Jia sighed regretfully.

"I'm thinking, if there is a fight here later, there will be another quarrel. If you are injured here and carried back, wouldn't my Miao Yue Mansion, which has just been decorated and opened, be in vain?"

Xie Heng: "..."

He really didn't think about it.

Using the wine bottle to cover up a thin layer of blush on his face, the prince said indifferently: "East Palace will bear the loss of consumption. You write the list and go to Yun Zhou."

I only thought about cheating King Jin once in the morning, and now I haven't run away, so I don't know what to say.

Ye Jia clapped his palms and smiled, with an expression on his mind: "That's good."

During the conversation, another song and dance was changed. When Xie Heng waited impatiently, he couldn't help but think of Qin Ye again.

Before leaving the door, the man wanted to follow, but was coaxed by his two words and promised to stay in the other garden obediently, with a somewhat displeased face on his face.

I don't know what Yuzhi is doing now... Will he secretly hold that pre-marital education handbook for training again?

The same goes for Duan Wang, if he wants to assassinate or do something else, wouldn't it be better to do it earlier?

He complained in his heart, completely forgetting that the current time in the Tangjing family is just the beginning of having fun, and it is not even considered a half-time.

He forced himself to suffer for a long time, when Xie Heng fell asleep.Finally heard the sound.

boom--

A strong explosion sound came from far and near, Xie Heng's misty eyes instantly woke up, the wine bottle in his hand spilled a little uncontrollably, and then the room was full of panic.

In a hurry, the silk and bamboo orchestra under the steps fell to the ground, and the music played was out of tune. Xie Heng was guarded by several guards who were already guarding the corner of the room, and he frowned solemnly.

Is this... a mass of fireworks or gunpowder?

The Qi Dynasty was very strict in controlling gunpowder. It should be difficult for King Duan to support such a large amount of power in the dynasty.

And... this didn't explode at the bottom of Miao Yue Mansion, did it?

Is it just to attract attention and divert attention?

He frowned and thought, but when he looked up, he saw the door of the private room was wide open, and several people in strong clothes and covering their faces broke in.

The sound of the weapon being unsheathed, the sound of the collision of heavy objects in the room, and bursts of exclamation mixed together, which made people feel heavy in their hearts.

"Escort!"

The guards around shouted loudly, skillfully separated several people to meet the enemy, and those who were guarding the prince hurriedly protected the prince to leave through the side door.

Xie Heng was guarded in the middle and went down the second floor. When he hurried out, several cold sword lights suddenly appeared from the corner.

The prince went out in a low suit, and he went to such a romantic place, and there were not many people following him in an upright manner. At this time, the manpower of the two routes was even thinner. In a hurry, the leading guard raised the long table in the hall and looked towards He hit his head on the place where the sword light was the sharpest.

呲——

Sawdust and dust flew, and the sandalwood table was broken by a sword!

Several sword lights were blocked halfway, leaving a little gap for reaction. The Eastern Palace guards who were suddenly disrupted by the situation finally came to their senses, and each found an opponent to fight.

But Xie Heng just stood there, looking at the man in black who never made a move.

Different from other assassins, this man was not covered in plain clothes and a light robe, and held a long knife in his hand. His face seemed to be sad, but at the same time he seemed to be extremely calm.

He clearly didn't show any aura, just stood so straight, but Xie Heng felt the hairs on his back stand on end, and his heart was pounding uncontrollably.

He had only encountered this feeling once since he came here.

The time when she was forced to come to Qin Ye's door with a bewildered expression to hand over the marriage letter.

The difference is that that time, although Qin Ye showed displeasure and intended to oppress him, he obviously didn't have any real malice.

He still wants to hang out in the Qi Dynasty, offend the prince and kill him, will he be able to live in the future?

But this time, what Xie Heng felt was the real killing intent.

It was clearly still summer, but the surrounding air was a bit too cold, and the oppressive feeling that had almost condensed into substance turned into strands of ice cold, like a sharp knife with a strong cold air, it was pressed against his throat.

This is... a top expert? !

Xie Heng had already overestimated King Duan enough, and used the maximum strength of the East Palace to arrange this assassination, but he didn't want such an accident to happen out of hand.

With Xie Wei's power and power, where can he win over such a top figure?

Xie Heng's mouth was bitter, his back was still dripping with cold sweat, but his right hand, which was wrapped in his long sleeve, grasped a cold object with great precision.

His body trembled almost imperceptibly, but his hand holding the firecracker was steady, his back was straight when he looked at the approaching person, and there was no weakness in his eyes.

"Who asked you to come?" The prince's voice was as warm and clear as before, just like ordinary chats.

The man raised his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "Xie Wei."

???

Today, just chat to death.

Xie Heng had a look of surprise in his eyebrows and eyes, but he couldn't take it for a while.

It was the first time he had seen someone who confessed to the person behind the scenes just by asking casually.

Can Duan Wang not cry?

As if knowing what he was thinking, the man nodded slightly, and continued to speak softly: "As long as everyone here is dead, no one will know."

Xie Heng's hand holding the firecracker became more and more forceful, and the knuckles gathered in the sleeves were faintly white.

How do you say that?Within seven steps, the gun was fast and accurate.

However, the development of firearms in the Qi Dynasty was mediocre. Although he recruited skilled craftsmen under Xie Zhiyao's command in the original book, and moved a lot of Donggong private treasury to subsidize the Tiangong Workshop, it took only a year before and after.

It's too short, and the distance between the two is too close.

The first time Xie Heng used this thing on a person was to fight with top experts, and he didn't have the slightest confidence in it, but the person in front of him didn't look like someone who could be taken down by coercion or lure.

His heart was ruthless, and he quickly took out the thing in his hand, and was about to do it——

The person on the opposite side reacted faster than Xie Heng. The long knife in his hand was out of the sheath, but he didn't look majestic and upright. Instead, he stabbed out like a ghost, and rushed straight at his opponent.

The blade was shining with a bright light, bringing out a dazzling cold light, and the target was directly slashed towards the gaze!

"clang!"

The knife that was bound to be obtained was intercepted.

A very ordinary long sword with a faint bloody blade held the knife.

"It's you?!" The black-robed man didn't look at the prince any more, he just stared fixedly at the slender figure that seemed to descend from the sky, and made a sound of shock.

The man holding the sword didn't show his true face, and his face was covered with an ugly human skin mask.However, the man in black didn't need to see his face to be able to determine the identity of the person.

He paused, glanced at the prince Xie Heng who had been guarded by the guards again, and said coldly: "When Xie Wei called me here, he said that you would not be by the prince's side, let alone make a move."

Qin Ye held the air-conditioned sword, his eyes were full of coldness: "You should ask Xie Wei about this. What did he promise you, let you, the only remaining master in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, travel thousands of miles? ?”

The man didn't hesitate much, and said with a flat face: "From Lingcheng to Nanjiang, there are seven cities."

Qin Ye sneered: "You believe it too?"

The man still looked flat: "Your Majesty believes it, so I will believe it."

"It seems that there is nothing to talk about." Qin Ye shook his head, and then glanced at the healthy and healthy prince, "No, there was nothing to talk about at first."

He said softly: "My appearance here cannot be known to others. Therefore, I have to trouble you to die."

Everyone retreated far away silently, only the sound of swords and swords clashing, the sound of the buildings in front of them crumbling and collapsing, and when the dust raised in the air fell to the ground again, Qin Ye came out with a sword in hand.

Everyone in the East Palace knew him, and when they saw him approaching step by step, they also retreated very consciously. Qin Ye put down the long sword, and the high-spirited and scolding Fang Qiu just now seemed to disappear, with a sense of explanation He said, "I'm worried, so I'll take a look."

Xie Heng was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that he was talking about the previous repeated orders not to allow him to follow, so as not to be discovered.

He pursed his lips and replied, "Yes."

He was too stimulated just now, although his body was not injured, his feet were a little soft, and his body felt weak while standing. Qin Ye saw through this appearance at a glance, stretched out his hand, and hugged him full.

The scent of ambergris with full sleeves in her arms is boundless reassuring even in the shadow of swords and swords.

But... there are others in the courtyard!

Although they are all Donggong's trustworthy confidantes, they can't be so unscrupulous!

Xie Heng was a little addicted to that sense of stability, but his reason still prevailed. He frowned and was about to get up when he stretched out a hand to grab his wrist, and said in a low voice, "I'll get the pulse."

The voice was coaxing and sincerely concerned, making it hard to refuse.

Xie Heng hesitated for a moment, then stopped moving.

After a long while, Qin Ye, who didn't find out any problems, heaved a sigh of relief, and then he had the mind to say something else.

"That day when I was fighting Xicheng outside, I was very sorry when I heard that Yang Chong surrounded Du Ruoyuan and Yan Xuansheng escorted him."

"Huh?" Xie Heng had given up struggling, turned his body so that others could not see him, and asked in a low voice.

"Such a good opportunity for a hero to save the beauty has been missed," Qin Ye said with a smile in his eyes, "Now it can be regarded as making up for it."

He smiled like a sneaky cat, but sighed dissatisfied.

"What's the matter?" Xie Heng didn't want to ask, but couldn't help asking.

Qin Ye blinked, and said in a hesitant tone: "In this story, the hero saves the beauty, and it is a critical moment when the gods fall from the sky. It is best that the beauty is injured and weak, so she has to be hugged by the hero." Then, there was an instant skin-to-skin relationship...how did this come to me, and I had to use the pulse to hold it?"

He really wanted to appear 'just right', but on the one hand, he was reluctant to let the crown prince get injured, and on the other hand, when he was facing such a top expert, the difference was a thousand miles away. No matter how unparalleled his martial arts were, how could he be able to grasp it just right?

Xie Heng glared at him, and finally stopped letting him hold him, stood up reluctantly, smiled at him, and showed a little teasing lightness in his brows and eyes.

"In this storybook, the hero saves the beauty, and the hero is also a handsome and handsome young man, not like our Lord Qin—"

"It's ugly and scary."

The tone of the last four words dragged on for a long time, so long that Qin Ye watched the prince walk aside, but he didn't react.

When he was young, he was also a well-known handsome man in Tangjing. Although he was not as good-looking as the prince, and he didn't point to his face for food, he never felt that he was inferior in this respect.

Why is this so ugly and scary?

He stood up a little depressed, stroked his face unconsciously with his fingers, and woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream.

After talking about love for a long time... the human leather mask was not taken off!

Fortunately, the prince can lie down in his arms!