Why does King Zhenbei always bully me?

At the time of You, the sun gradually sets on Wonan Mountain.

The large team arrived at the paddock, and the imperial guards surrounded Rong Shu and stationed in the heavily guarded imperial camp.Backed by the peak, there are towering trees and rime on both sides, and a clear lake in front.

Guard tents were stationed around, with layers of fortifications and strict security. In the place where the special activities were performed, there were three steps, one post and five steps, and one post, and mosquitoes could not bite him.

Here, Huo Chiyuan didn't take a break, but led a group of people into the mountain with a dull interest. The defense work was done a few days ago, and mistakes were inevitable.

Wonan Mountain is very large, in order to protect the personal safety of the emperor and all the princes and ministers, only a part was selected and surrounded for hunting.After carefully inspecting the circle and finding something wrong, Huo Chiyuan was not in a hurry to go back. He didn't want to sit in the camp, and he was not interested in being with a group of people.

Huo Chiyuan took this thatched horse in his hand and played with it very interestingly. He found it under his pillow the next day when he woke up.

He felt that Su Qinghe's compilation was still not good, and he could even think of his clumsy appearance. Thinking of this, he unconsciously evoked a warm smile.

It turned out that his boy had also returned.Su Yuchen, Su Yuchen, it really killed him.If he had known this earlier, he would have told him well, why did he wake up early in the morning, and the person next to his pillow ran away, and he was merciless at night, when the little thing left, he must have felt uncomfortable all over.

Huo Chiyuan thought, when Dongshou goes back, he must find out this little thing and teach him a lesson.

He disliked the thatched horse, but still put it back in his bosom.It's been a long time since he touched these cold shots, he suddenly became interested, he left a group of soldiers and rode his horse into the wild.

About two quarters of an hour, Huo Chiyuan rushed out of the dense forest under the moonlight, so heroic!I saw him driving a bow, hunting two sheep and bringing them back.When I returned to the camp, I saw a row of guards in front of the imperial tent, drawing their knives and shooting bows at a person on the ground. Except for the crackling of the bonfire, it was almost terribly quiet!

Seeing Huo Chiyuan come back, Qiao Feng walked around behind the soldiers, "Second Lord, there are assassins sneaking into the paddock, the emperor was almost assassinated."

Huo Chiyuan's eyes were sharp, and he frowned, "And then?"

"Fortunately, the Jin Yiwei who was driving blocked the knife, and the assassin was also found out. The emperor is interrogating."

"Jin Yiwei?" Huo Chiyuan sneered: "People from Dongchang."

"Yes" Qiao Feng said: "He desperately used his body to protect the emperor in an emergency, and now he is being sent down."

"It seems that Dongchang won the first place tonight." Huo Chiyuan smiled lightly and did not speak again.

Rong Shu's furious voice suddenly came out, "Who ordered you? If you say so, I will save your life."

This voice is not like the sick emperor in the rumors.Huo Chiyuan took a closer look, and the servants on the ground were pale, shaking like a sieve, with a sharp arrow stuck in their thighs, and their left palms were gone!

He was so frightened that tears, nose, and saliva flowed all at once, he hesitated and couldn't make up a word.

Looking left and right again and again, he spoke timidly, "Yang..." The sound of the word "Yang..." was not finished, a short dagger suddenly flew over from the jungle on the left side of the imperial camp, with a fierce light flashing in the center of the mouth, the subordinate's throat gurgled and his eyes widened, and he was killed on the spot!

The female relatives present cried out in fright.Rong Shu was stunned, apparently also panicked, a dense mass of soldiers hurriedly surrounded him with three layers inside and outside.

Huo Chiyuan had quick eyes and quick hands, and rushed out after him.The snow is ankle-deep, the dead wood blocks the road, and the soft rime falls down.A refined nocturnal-clad assassin, well-armed but surprisingly dumb, running and tripping snow.

Huo Chiyuan ignored his struggle, and lifted him up by his collar like a chicken.Carried back to the imperial tent the same way, broke his leg bone and threw it directly on the ground.

The guards dispersed, and Rong Shu signaled Fu Luhai with his eyes, and Fu Luhai took the order and hurriedly leaned over and tore off the black face.After seeing her face clearly, Fu Luhai paused, this woman was fair and plain, her leg was broken just now, and she was still in pain, her appearance was very familiar!

"Hezhi?" Fu Luhai asked uncertainly, half-truthfully.

He Zhi snorted coldly, Fu Luhai knew it was right.The people around Yang Tangshou, the admiral of Xichang, even gave Rong Shu some snacks.Rong Shu had a little impression of her, he looked at He Zhi, gritted his teeth and said, "Master Yang Tangshou?"

There was no trace of fear in He Zhi's eyes, he spat in disdain, and asked, "Do you still need an envoy to kill you?"

Rong Shu had never heard such nonsense before, he slapped his backhand, and the He Zhi slammed back to the ground, a few blood lines appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the palm mark on the left side of his face appeared immediately.

He Zhi was still unafraid, lying on the ground and grinning loudly, "Ronggou, you will die sooner or later, tens of thousands of people are lining up to kill you, you can't escape hahaha...either today or tomorrow, they will be right next to you I'm waiting for you to die by my side—"

"Pa" was another slap, Rong Shu still wanted to slap him, Fu Luhai hurriedly stopped him, and said: "The emperor's health is important. Why do you have the same knowledge as this traitor, and just put him to death immediately."

Rong Shu smiled sternly, picked up the short dagger on the ground, "Tell me who lined up to want me dead?"

Rong Shu was really curious. He had never seen or heard of anything in most of his life, but he knew very little about himself.Jie Yun is the most ruthless emperor's family, whoever is sincere and who is false has been deceived by the authority of the past thirty years.

Now that there is a solution to this question, he doesn't need to be annoyed, he can listen attentively.

"You want to know?" He Zhi wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, staring at Rong Shu's face like a fool, "It's right in front of you, they bow down to you every day, kowtow and kneel, you can't see ?"

He Zhi's words were ambiguous, and Rong Shu's expression changed.This range is quite wide, and everyone in the world must bow down to him, kowtow and kneel.There's...too much in front of me.

Rongshu laughed meaningfully.

Rong Shu: "I am the emperor, and I am the only one in the world! I can kill whoever I want, whether I have reason or not! But who can kill me? No one can!"

He pulled out the saber of one of his subordinates, and slashed at Hezhi's neck, blood spattered, and he knew his fate neatly.

Rong Shu closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief, "Fu Luhai, Chuan Zhen Fusi inspected all the documents in the West Factory, and Yang Tangshou sent him to prison and returned to the palace!"

He is not interested in hunting anymore, and tens of thousands of people are lining up to kill him, so what hunting is there!Rong Shu said again: "Teach the imperial physician to that Jinyiwei, if he can't be saved, the imperial physician should not."

Hearing that Huo Chiyuan looked up, Rong Shu, who was already offended, suddenly asked Qiao Feng, "What's the name of the escort Jin Yiwei you mentioned?"

"Call...call..." Qiao Feng tried to be vague, "As for a small banner officer in Beizhen Fusi, I don't know what the name of his subordinate is..."

How desperate is it that the emperor still remembers it in a fit of anger?Really interesting.Huo Chiyuan was so curious that he skipped Qiao Feng and asked Jin Yiwei who was standing beside him.

Xiao Ming was in shock and forgot to answer for a while.Leaving the official house, he is the young master of the Xiao family who stretches out his hands to eat and opens his mouth. Next to the official house, he is just a small thousand household of the Zhenfu Division.

During this trip, they were the emperor's close bodyguards. The accident was so sudden that none of the Jiang family disciples who were guarding in the dark showed up in time.The emperor almost died right in front of his eyes. If it wasn't for Su Qinghe, the Zhen Fusi would be finished, and his Xiao family and nine clans would be finished together!

He doesn't want to be this broken official for a day.Xiao Ming tightened his hands on the saber, and said with trembling lips, "Su Qinghe."

At this time, Su Qinghe, who sacrificed his life to save the righteous, was removing the iron plate from his chest in the speeding carriage returning to the city.

He, Su Qinghe, would not make a loss-making business if he had to, and Rong Shu wasn't worth his life to protect.

This assassination was not arranged by him on purpose, and now he doesn't have that ability, but based on the impression of his previous life, he predicted and prevented it before it happened, and added a few pieces of iron to his clothes.

He also hid a bag of blood, risking his life to save him, but it was a great achievement.I thought those people would act on the hunting ground, but I didn't want the emperor to be impatient to do it as soon as he entered the camp, so he was caught off guard by his eagerness.

The incident happened suddenly and the speed of the dagger attack was so fast that there was no way out at that time. Even so, Su Qinghe rushed forward, and only by accumulating quantity could he leap forward qualitatively.

If you want the Yan family to suffer, you must first endure this long and grueling process. The injuries you endure during the process, and those that do not lead to death are all minor incidents.

The iron piece inside his clothes slipped while running towards Rong Shu, if the dagger was any further off, it would sink into his heart and kill him directly.

Su Qinghe was afraid.When he put the iron piece on the cushion, he also took a deep breath.When he was carried out of the paddock, it looked like the situation was not tragic. The blood-soaked red flying fish suit was originally bright red, and it looked impermeable under the moonlight.

But he fell down on the spot clutching his heart, and the blood gushing from between his fingers didn't seem like a joke.The emperor personally ordered the escort back to save the person, such an honor, it is the duty to die, and it is a blessing to live!

This battle is considered a victory.

Su Qinghe was worried about Huo Chiyuan in the past few days, and worried about Dongshou in the past few days. He slept at most two hours a day, and almost emptied himself.After finally relaxing, he leaned against the window of the carriage, closed his eyes and meditated.

At this moment, the carriage stopped abruptly, and the inertia almost threw the half-dream Su Qinghe out.

Immediately there came the surprised and doubtful voice of the coachman: "King of Zhenbei?"

Su Qinghe Banmeng woke up, the curtain of the car was violently lifted before he could do anything, and Huo Chiyuan's handsome face came into view.

Not allowing him to think too much, Huo Chiyuan got in, "Where did you hurt?"

He looked panicked, even more anxious than Su Qing and the man who had almost died.

"I'm not Chang Xian." Su Qinghe almost blurted out, and then turned away his face.

Huo Chiyuan half-kneeled in front of him, secretly heaving a sigh of relief, and still struggling with strength, indicating that the injury was not serious.

His eyes fell on Su Qinghe's bloody right hand, and he stretched out his hand to hold it for discussion and asked, "Where is the injury, can you tell me?"

This man is coaxing the child again.

But this move was very useful for Su Qinghe, he withdrew his hand, "No injury, the blood is not mine." He added with great reluctance: "I said I am not Chang Xian."

A smile leaked from the corner of Huo Chiyuan's mouth, he raised his hand and pulled Su Qinghe into his arms, "I know you are not. You are Su Qinghe, Mr. Su from Beizhen Fusi, right? You really, really scared me to death .”

Su Qinghe struggled thinly, hummed, and complained softly, "I know it's not you who are still holding..."

Huo Chiyuan not only hugged him, but also hugged him tighter and tighter, "In the first year of Wanjing, Shi Ximen, the person I caught with my own hands, his life is mine, why can't I hug him?"

Huo Chiyuan let go of his hand, looked up at Su Qinghe, his eyes widened and remained motionless as if he had been hit by a Dingshen acupuncture point.

Huo Chiyuan, he actually knew!