The blood-stained silver spear brought out a large piece of blood flowers with each blow. It was someone else's, and Qingling's own. The wound on her chest could not heal. As the silver spear swung, it clefted the wound, and blood flowed down, completely dyeing her plain clothes red.

The four Qingyi aimed at Changsun, who was unwilling to delay, and had cruel moves, fought for life. Qingning was single-handedly attacking but not defending in the moves, and fought hard to fight together.

"Squeeze"

When the sword light came, Qingning did not dodge or avoid it. She was forced to take a knife. The silver spear in her hand turned around and the thunder was thunderous. One blow shattered the former's arm.

"One move changes, how many moves can you resist?"

The head of the four green-clothed men spoke, and a cold flashed in their eyes. If they failed to assassinate Changsun, they would be severely punished when they returned. After all the mechanisms were done, who would have thought that a palace maid next to Changsun could do this?

Qingning didn't answer, not knowing whether she was reluctant or she had no strength. The original color of her white clothes was no longer visible. The breeze blew gently and her long hair blew. In a trance, there seemed to be a faint mist of blood flying.

"it's over"

The head of the green robe saw that the lime had been completely gone, the lamp was dry, the scimitar was slashing, and green lights were circling, like a dragon. At the same time, the other three people cooperated and bullied themselves at the same time, trying to end the life of the woman in front of them.

The sword light is charming, and the four sword lights are unparalleled. With the blessing of the four people's merits, they are destroyed and destroyed, and there is no more chance to find.

Seeing the move to force death, Qingning's eyes gradually burst out with a dazzling light. In the rags in the sky, the silver spear was separated from his hand and spinning wildly.

"I said, no one can cross this line today."

As he spoke, Qingling did not retreat but advanced, and took a step forward. He turned his back and turned his back and screamed, sweeping the surrounding wind and clouds, forming a huge air vortex.

In the final move, Qingning spent her whole life just to keep the line behind her. This is the persistence in this life and the lifeline of Changsun.

"boom"

The moves were touching, the sky was shaking, and dust rose all over the sky. The weapons in the hands of the five people were unable to bear huge force, and they were all shattered. The amazing power shocked the guards and black-clothed who were fighting not far away also flew backwards several steps away.

"Well"

In the aftermath, the four blue-clothed men's throats were sweet, and they all vomited red, their bodies trembled, and they almost stood unsteadily.

Not far away, the blood-stained figure still stood firm, leaning against the sedan chair, and his eyes gradually lost their luster.

The last glance of this life was full of relief, guarding the front line, protecting Changsun's life, and in this life, she has no regrets.

Unfortunately, she could no longer hear that annoying guy calling her Sister Qingning again.

"No"

Suddenly, Qingning looked at it subconsciously. Unfortunately, her lost eyes could no longer see the person. There seemed to be a familiar shadow in her eyes, and eventually turned into endless darkness.

"Little Sister"

Ning Chen stepped forward a few steps to support Qingning, his eyes full of grief. He looked at the four people not far away, and a strong hatred flashed in his heart for the first time.

Carefully leaned Qingning against the sedan chair. The copper stove in which Ning Chen was holding his left hand appeared at this moment. He took out the fire fold and immediately lit a hemp rope dyed with lamp oil at the entrance of the furnace. However, when the fire was very strong, he sank into the copper stove along the lamp oil. Ning Chen shook his hands and quickly turned around to hug Qingning.

The next moment, the terrifying explosion trembled the whole world. The four seriously injured people could not avoid it. They were shaken by the terrifying aftermath and fell to the ground, not knowing life and death.

"Ahem"

In order to protect Qingling, Ning Chen had to withstand some of the aftermath, and his internal organs were shaken, and drops of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

In the dust and dust of the sky, Ning Chen had no time to check his injuries, picked up Qingning's head and fled to the streets and alleys next to him without looking back.

At Du'an Pharmacy, Changsun stood at the door and kept looking at it. Although his face was calm, he could not hide the anxious look in his eyes.

About half a quarter of an hour later, Ning Chen came running towards Qingning, covered in blood. Seeing this, Changsun immediately stepped forward to check. After seeing Qingning's miserable situation, his eyes instantly turned red.

However, the eldest grandson was the queen after all. After a brief panic, he immediately regained his rationality. Only then did he realize that Ning Chen was not much better now, in ragged clothes and extremely embarrassed.

"Come in quickly"

Changsun took Ning Chen quickly into the backyard of the pharmacy. Du'an Pharmacy is the property of Changsun's family in the imperial city, and the shopkeeper had to go to Changsun's family to report the accounts every once in a while. When Changsun had not entered the palace, he helped to manage the accounts at home, so Du'an's shopkeeper was not unfamiliar with Changsun.

Ning Chen carefully placed the green tang on the bed. The shopkeeper immediately brought the medicine and white cloth to stop bleeding. After the blood stopped temporarily, he had time to take the pulse and check the injury. On the side, Ning Chen and Changsun waited nervously. After seeing the shopkeeper's face getting ugly, their hearts gradually sank.

"how?"

Seeing the shopkeeper get up, Changsun took a step forward and asked anxiously.

"Miss Qingning suffered severe internal organs, and most of the loss of qi and blood are gone, and there is no cure for it." The shopkeeper sighed softly and answered truthfully.

At this moment, Changsun, calm and frozen, and sat down without any hesitation.

Hearing the shopkeeper's answer, Ning Chen's heart shrank violently. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, stepped forward, took out a small box from his arms, and opened it quickly.

This is something Mu Chengxue gave him, saying that it can save his life. As for whether it is useful or not, I can't control so much now.

He stuffed the medicine into Qingliang's mouth, but when the medicine pill melted quickly, it disappeared in a blink of an eye. Seeing Ning Chen's movements and nervous expression, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart again.

The shopkeeper also stepped forward to take his pulse again. After a long time, he still shook his head and sighed, "No, although he protected his last breath, he lost too much qi and blood. Queen, you'd better be prepared."

"I understand." Changsun felt ache in his heart and nodded.

"What do you understand? Hurry up and give her a blood transfusion!" Ning Chen was anxious, and didn't care about his seniority and inferiority. He said anxiously.

When he heard Ning Chen’s strange words, not only the shopkeeper, but also Changsun was stunned. What’s the point of transfusion?

When Ning Chen saw the expressions of the two, he knew that there might not be any blood transfusions here, so he didn't have time to explain to them, "Shopkeeper, please find something."

Even Bijie told the shopkeeper what he wanted to find. Ning Chen was anxious and the shopkeeper was confused. In the end, Changsun heard what he meant. After explaining a few words, the shopkeeper walked out with a look of surprise.

Fortunately, the shopkeeper's efficiency was still good. Not long after, the shopkeeper came back with a few gold wires, which were of varying thickness, but all had fine holes.

This thing is not difficult to find in a gold jewelry shop. He didn't know which one would come in handy, so he bought it all.

Ning Chen took the thinnest one, cut out the oblique tips at both ends with scissors, then sterilized it with wine and inserted the golden silk into the wrist of the lime.

On the side, Changsun opened his mouth and was about to ask, but he saw Ning Chen inserting the other end of the golden silk into his wrist.

"Don't make mistakes!"

Ning Chen's expression was very serious. He had type O blood in his previous life, but it does not mean that he is the same in this life. Once something goes wrong, there is really no room for recovery.

A quarter of an hour passed, Ning Chen's face gradually paled, and his feet began to float, but he still tried hard to stand. There was no blood transfusion in this era. After he sat down, if the height was not enough, the blood would definitely not be able to be injected.

Another half a quarter of an hour passed, Ning Chen's mind suddenly became dark, his feet staggered, and he almost fell. Fortunately, Changsun was right beside him and held him in time.

"You rest first, change me." Changsun looked at Ning Chen with a pale face and said with a hint of worry.

"No, the fewer people in this case, the less dangerous it is. I still insist on living."

Ning Chen rejected Changsun's kindness. He was originally gambled. If Changsun had another move, Qingning would be dead forever.

Nearly half an hour passed, and Ning Chen finally couldn't help but fainted. In order to facilitate the care of the two, Changsun ordered the shopkeeper to temporarily add a bed in the house and then put Ning Chen on.

The shopkeeper grabbed medicine in the front hall and boiled the medicine, and then sent it to the backyard. He was busy with the fact that he could not reveal anyone's identity, so he did not dare to deal with other people's actions, so he could only do it himself.

After feeding the two of them, Changsun finally had time to sit down and think about the whole story. Very few people knew about her leaving the palace, so why was the assassination arranged so carefully.

"Xiang Palace!"

After thinking for a long time, Changsun's eyes suddenly shrank, and he thought of the most likely person. At the feet of the heavily guarded emperor, only the Concubine Wan from the West Palace could arrange everything in such a short time.

In this way, it may be that Concubine Wan was responsible for the assassination of Emperor Xia. But what is the purpose?

Glory and wealth? Impossible; power and status? The assassination of her is still a matter of time, but once Emperor Xia dies, it will only harm her without any benefit.

Could it be that the one who assassinated her and Emperor Xia were not the same force?

Changsun weighed for a long time, but could not find the key point. However, with thoughts in his heart, he would have the opportunity to slowly verify it in the future.

She left the palace to return to Changsun Mansion, because now Emperor Xia gave her a secret order, asking her to bring a letter to the head of the Changsun family, the Marquis of Qinghe, who is her father.

The Changsun lineage was not in the imperial city, but in the distant northwest, it was surrounded by the three cities of Tailing, Qinghe and Tibetan and Sichuan. It can be said to be a prince. However, for the sake of An Xia Emperor, the Qinghe Marquis of all dynasties, left most of their relatives in the Changsun Mansion in the imperial city. Now the Northern Meng King Ting is in chaos, and the Xia Emperor cannot issue an order to send troops. The Changsun lineage is the best candidate. As long as the Qinghe Marquis secretly increases troops to the north, if the Northern Meng King Ting wants to move troops, it will definitely be more worried.

Because of the sign of Yinghuo, Daxia cannot take the initiative to provoke a war, but it does not mean that he should swallow his anger. Emperor Xia cannot send troops to reinforce him by making great efforts. He can still send Qinghe Hou to the army to increase his troops.

The reason is very simple. The guarding ground of Qinghe Hou is close enough to the Northern Meng Royal Court. If you are careful, even if you send troops, it will not attract attention.

This matter is very confidential. Once exposed, it will be used by those who are interested. It spreads rumors that Emperor Xia is going to raise troops to provoke a war. In addition, the appearance of the sign of Yinghuo will make Daxia's situation immediately become very difficult.
Chapter completed!