Chapter 23 The Reborn Prince of the Hou Mansion 23
Chapter 23 The Reborn Prince of the Hou Mansion (23)
"The Crown Prince Xin Guo was caught meddling with an official's daughter. It was all my fault. It's a pity that you are so useless. You couldn't get Emperor Dongyao to pardon Duke Xin Guo for offending the courtiers. Ayi, you have disappointed me so much...
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The frail, sickly and beautiful young man sighed, raised his hand, took out the knife from its sheath, and stabbed the sharp blade into the belly of the desperate and shocked woman, blood spattering on the back of the hand and the surface of the knife.
"Errrrrr", Father Guo ran over like crazy and hugged his daughter who was twitching in the rain.
Everyone was shocked by this scene.
The rain fell to the ground, seeming to wash away the blood stains on the ground.
Xi Jin raised his head and looked at the cloudy sky. He had a bad feeling in his heart. He didn't want to delay any longer and shouted towards the tower: "Si Xiao, hand over Emperor Dongyao to me, and I will return your mother and sister."
Mrs. Yongrong Hou and Si Yao stared at the tower and struggled violently.
Si Xiaomeifeng held back and clenched his fists.
Nan Xian walked down the tower without saying a word while everyone was watching, and said in a clear tone: "I'm here, you let me go."
Xi Jin stared at her without blinking, making sure there was no trick before he said: "Okay."
The rain was tangled like a cobweb, noisy, and everyone's hearts were tense.
At this moment, a surging sense of justice and pride arose in their hearts, so what if they were women?
Their Dongyao emperor controlled floods and reduced taxes, governed the country diligently, and was willing to risk his own life to save his loyal ministers. Such a woman is unparalleled among women.
Nan Xian walked forward step by step, and when he was crossing paths with Mrs. Yongrong Hou and Si Yao, he suddenly turned around, grabbed the two of them by their collars and used Qing Gong to fly back quickly.
With the internal strength given to her by Si Xiaodu, her body is now filled with true energy, and she is still as light as a swallow when carrying two people.
The crowd was in an uproar because the emperor's martial arts was so advanced.
Xi Jin behind him did not shout angrily, but instead sneered in triumph, and Nan Xian's heart suddenly sank.
The next second, two daggers stabbed her fatally quickly and hard.
Subconsciously, he turned sideways and swung Mrs. Yongronghou away with a palm. She barely escaped a fatal stab wound, but the other dagger could not escape. The sound of "puff" entering the flesh was clearly audible, and blood flowed out from the abdomen like a pillar.
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Nan Xian's face turned pale in pain, he gritted his teeth and swung his palm again, knocking "Si Yao" down.
Xi Jin didn't expect Emperor Dongyao's martial arts to be so high, but even if he dodged a blow, he still wouldn't be able to escape death.
"Protect Your Majesty!"
"Kill the Northern Qi traitors!"
"People from Northern Qi get out of Dongyao!"
Someone in the crowd shouted loudly.
Immediately afterwards, a wave of shouts was deafening, and a crowd of people rushed out and rushed towards Xi Jin and others.
The figure of the young man was faster than these people. The long sword was unsheathed, reflecting the red eyes. The two people pretending to be Mrs. Yongrong and Si Yao were the first to take the lead. The bright red drops splashed on Si Xiao's white robe.
It seems to be covered with a layer of evil spirit.
"Escort, escort!"
Nan Xian's line of sight was blocked by a group of people rushing towards him. In his blurred vision, he could only see the white shadow slashing and hitting like crazy.
Xi Jin did not expect that Si Xiao would be more powerful than he thought. When he rushed towards him with scarlet eyes, no one of his guards could resist him. He was completely desperate in his fighting style. He did not retreat even if he was injured, like
A beast whose head has lost its pain-sensing function.
Xi Jin was hit by a sword in his arm, and the calmness in his eyes gradually turned into panic.
The sword penetrated straight into his flesh and bones, nailing three points of his arm into the ground!
He was completely panicked.
He shouted at the top of his lungs in the rain with his eyes wide open: "Si Xiao, Si Xiao, you can't kill me. If you kill me, you will never know where your mother and sister are! Si Xiao——"
"Why don't you consider my proposal? You and I will join forces to capture Dongyao. Then I will fully support you as the king of Dongyao. We will annex the other two countries and divide the world equally..."
"Si Xiao, don't kill me! Don't kill me. Do you care about your mother and sister?"
Xi Jin fell on his back in the rain, looking at the young man's bloodshot eyes in horror, trying to divert his attention.
Suddenly, he screamed and pulled hard. His arm was cut into two pieces by the long sword, and he lay in the bloody water in a broken and ferocious state.
He got up resentfully, blocked the guard he had brought with him, and muttered: "Block him!"
The guards swarmed forward, and within a moment, most of them had become young souls killed by the sword.
There was no longer a shield in front of Xi Jin, and he was forced to the ground by the bloody sword in fear, and a chill crawled up his back.
"Don't kill me. If I die, my people will kill your mother and sister immediately..."
The young man laughed coldly, and the tip of the sword pierced his abdomen with a "puff", causing a violent stir. He smiled happily in Xi Jin's miserable screams: "Xi Jin, you give her one sword, and I will give you ten swords in return."
"ah--"
The long sword was drawn out and pierced into the body fiercely.
Once, twice...ten times.
Xi Jin screamed vigorously.
The blood in the abdomen flowed out thickly, and the long sword cut out a gap as big as the mouth of a bowl. The blood was sizzling, and the organs under the rolled flesh could be vaguely seen.
"Si Xiao, I want you to regret it!" Xi Jin suddenly had a signal tube in his hand.
But before the signal could be released, the pale hand had already been cut off sharply by the long sword.
"Ah!" The shrill scream made people's scalp numb.
The few remaining surviving guards and the people who rushed towards him were frightened by the young man's cruel methods, and they all froze with shocked faces.
Xi Jin died like a puddle of mud in the rain, lifeless, but his eyes were wide open.
Several Xi Jin guards turned around and were about to run away. Si Xiao seemed to have eyes on his back. He killed the assassin on the left with one sword. He kicked up the long sword on the ground with his feet and the sword penetrated straight into the back of the fleeing man.
The young man's voice was like a ghost, cold and terrifying: "Tell me the whereabouts of my mother and sister, and I will spare their corpses. Otherwise, after we capture the Northern Qi Dynasty, I will crush the bones of your relatives and spread them to ashes, dig their graves and whip their corpses."
"I said, I said..." The three living people scrambled.
When Nan Xian woke up from the pain, the imperial doctors were busy in front of the bed. They all looked nervous and ashen, as if they were the ones who were going to die.
A little palace maid hurried out holding a basin of blood.
The rain outside the palace didn't seem to have stopped yet. There were wet marks from shoes on the gold bricks in the palace. Nan Xian felt that his body was also damp and cold, as if he had been immersed in the abyss of sea water. His bones were trembling and it became difficult to breathe.
"Nan Xian, Nan Xian, don't sleep, don't sleep, look at me..."
Nan Xian rolled his eyes, and Si Xiao walked up eagerly. His white robe was soaked through, and the blood seemed to have condensed on it, staining the flowers in his eyes.
I don't know if it was Nan Xian's illusion, but there seemed to be more than just rain on his face, there seemed to be crystal tears oozing out from under his reddish eyes.
She opened her mouth, and her voice was like a thirsty traveler walking in the desert for half a month, hoarse and low: "Si Xiao..."
"I'm here." A glimmer of light burst out from the young man's eyes. He rushed over and wanted to hold her hand, but he seemed to think of something again. He wiped his hand on the handkerchief several times before carefully picking up her hand.
hand.
Like holding a piece of fragile porcelain.
Nan Xian's face was extremely pale after losing blood. Her lips moved, and every word came out as if she was stepping on sharp thorns: "I love you, but... I also hate you... for being so... nice to me that day.
It hurts..."
The first half of the sentence made Si Xiao's heart float into the clouds, but the last sentence plummeted into the abyss and ice cave.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry Nan Xian, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The long eyelashes trembled slightly, with pleading and helplessness: "Can you please stop being angry? I have regretted it a long time ago."