It wasn't until he got close to King Yan that the thieves noticed his arrival.
There was no sound of footsteps, and all the strength in his body was hidden in his light and agile body. He burst out at the right time, grabbing the weak King Yan with one hand, and slashing the throat of the nearest person with his right hand.
There was a moment of silence among the noisy thieves, and Concubine Zhang even heard the sound of silk being pierced—the same sound that a sharp blade makes when it cuts across the skin.
What followed was a scream from Concubine Zhang, and the thieves started boiling like water in a pan.
Li Changfeng and others, who were struggling to support themselves, were in high spirits after seeing Yin Xiao. Like divine help, they took action against the enemy one after another.
Yin Xiao threw King Yan to Li Changfeng and fought his way up to the second floor.
Due to his appearance just now, there are no more thieves on the second floor, only corpses lying there.
He felt familiar and at ease with the corpse, but this reassurance did not stop him.
He also wants to find King Jin.
He rummaged through the corpses, his hands covered with blood. Soon, a hand stretched out from the pile of corpses and made a small voice: "Yin Xiao."
The King of Jin managed to survive under the protection of the Pei brothers. He was soaked in blood from head to toe. His jade-like face had lost its original color, leaving only blood.
Yin Xiao grabbed King Jin's stretched-out hand and pulled him out of the body. At the same time, he found that King Jin had also been stabbed and was unable to stand steadily.
He supported King Jin and turned to look downstairs - King Yan was captured, Concubine Zhang died in the massacre, the thieves lost their backbone and began to retreat from Chunjin Pavilion.
"Kill...kill out..." King Jin took a deep breath, "...carry me..."
Yin Xiao did not move, but said in a deep voice: "Where do you want me to carry you?"
"Go to Wende Hall... No, His Majesty's body is still here... We will stay here... until the fourth watch..." King Jin reached out and grabbed Yin Xiao's clothes, "Just wait here for the courtiers..."
A stream of blood surged from his shoulder and fell to the ground in drops.
Yin Xiao shook his head: "You have taken your revenge. I can take you out of the palace. You and the eldest lady go to Tanzhou. If you want to stay here, don't trap the eldest lady here."
King Jin was stunned for a moment, and it took him a moment to realize what Yin Xiao meant.
Now that he is dead and his affairs are over, he can take this opportunity to fake his death and stay and fly with Song Huiyue.
When the throne was only one step away from him, Yin Xiao gave him another way.
He stared, not expecting that Yin Xiao would ask him to make a choice at this time.
After tonight's fight, he also admitted that the palace and the supreme throne were all prisons for people.
Song Huiyue is the wind of freedom, and this cage cannot contain her.
However, he has gone through ups and downs to get to where he is today. Why must he cut off his wrist when he can obviously have the best of both worlds?
Victory receded from his mind, and Yin Xiao's ruthlessness made him calm down.
"I will make her my queen, and you will still be the commander-in-chief of your imperial army. I will hand over the imperial army to her."
Giving the command of the imperial army to the Queen was equivalent to handing over one's life.
King Jin looked at Yin Xiao, expecting him to let him go at this critical moment. At the same time, Song Huiyue's figure flashed before his eyes.
There had actually been a confrontation between Huang Quan and Song Huiyue.
Song Huiyue once arrived at Prince Jin's Mansion one night, exhausted both physically and mentally. She looked at the tiger talisman on the table, full of confusion and confusion.
She is stubborn, keeps her promises, and takes the things she promised as big as the sky. She does it openly and aboveboard, and therefore cannot bear to be deceived by others for any reason.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, laughing at Song Huiyue's stubbornness and his own greed.
There was a layer of tears in his eyes, and they flowed out almost uncontrollably.
Yin Xiao looked at him condescendingly, still looking indifferent: "You are too greedy."
He always remembered what Li Jun said to him: "Don't give King Jin a chance to lock Song Huiyue in this golden cage."
He was taciturn to begin with, and at this moment, he had nothing to say. He was just waiting silently for King Jin's choice.
The air was filled with the sticky smell of blood, so thick that it made people breathless.
Time is passing, and he can wait for a long time, but King Jin must make a decision as soon as possible.
After a while, King Jin opened Yin Xiao's hand, gritted his teeth to endure the pain, and stood up straight.
He suddenly became taller, as if he was already aloof, looking down on all living beings. The pleading on his face disappeared without a trace, as did the tears in his eyes. His eyes became stone beads in the statue of the gods - no light, no emotion, only indestructible
Cold and hard.
He gave orders to Yin Xiao: "Go down and guard this place."
Yin Xiao squatted down and let Prince Jin lie on his back. Then he held the knife in one hand and supported Prince Jin with the other, and walked down steadily.
There were a lot of fights in the palace, and the sounds of fighting coming from the palace were also heard outside the palace. People in Kyoto were panicked, and all the civil and military officials were waiting anxiously. No one dared to sleep. One sedan after another was wandering at the gate of the palace, but there were inquiries.
No news.
Amid such restlessness, there was actually a bit of quiet outside the south gate of Kyoto.
Yuan Ye led the garrison brought from Liang-Guang Road and stationed here, waiting for news from the palace.
Zhang Xuling was pacing back and forth outside the camp, holding a heart in his hands, clenching his hands into fists, and gritting his teeth.
"Uncle," Yuan Ye tried to calm him down, "We will know the outcome at the fourth watch. Even if the palace is defeated, we are here and we can rush into the city at any time."
Zhang Xuling nodded and was quiet for a moment: "I'm afraid they will kill King Yan directly."
"No," Yuan Ye waved his hand, "Even if King Yan loses, King Jin will not kill him, otherwise he will die without any evidence and it will give people the opportunity to question King Jin."
Zhang Xuling nodded again and looked in the direction of the palace: "Why is it not the fourth update yet?"
Just when Yuan Ye was about to look at the carved incense, a rustling sound suddenly came from around him.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Xuling became alert, took two steps forward, and asked someone to check the surrounding situation.
Several garrison soldiers ran forward, and soon there were screams.
Zhang Xuling trembled suddenly, pulled out the knife casually, and stepped back with a beating heart: "Master, what on earth is going on?"
Yuan Ye was also a little confused and could only lead Zhang Xuling back continuously. However, he soon understood the reason.
He is a private soldier of the Pei family.
The Pei family was loyal to the King of Jin and had laid an ambush in Kyoto early. The King of Jin had ordered them to pay attention to the mutiny before entering the palace. So tonight, it seemed that Zhang Xuling was waiting for dawn, but in fact it was the Pei family's private soldiers waiting for an opportunity to kill them all.
"Where is the second child?" Zhang Xuling asked Yuan Ye loudly amidst the shouts of death.
Yuan Ye retreated under the guard of the garrison: "The second master said that he would stay at Daxiangguo Temple until the fourth watch..."
He couldn't say the rest of the words, and a knife penetrated Zhang Xuling's chest.