Everyone didn't take this matter to heart. Maybe the horse owner didn't dare to admit it when he saw that the horse had injured the concubine of Prince Qi's palace. There are scoundrels everywhere.
After leaving the palace, they each got on the carriage. Yuan Qingling thought that tomorrow, the first day of the Lunar New Year, would go to Prince Qi's Mansion to visit Yi Yatou.
When she returned to her mansion, she was so tired that she simply washed her face and fell asleep.
Drowsily, I still remember asking Lao Wu, "What did your father ask you to do in the imperial study?"
"I picked something and staged a fight between father and son." Yu Wenhao stretched out his hand to cover her eyes, "Go to sleep, go to sleep quickly."
Yuan Qingling couldn't open her eyes anymore and fell asleep.
Let's say that after parting at the palace gate, King Qi also got on the carriage and returned to the palace.
He was absent-minded all night, worried about Yuan Yongyi, so after bidding farewell to his fifth brother and his fifth sister-in-law, he ordered his people to rush back quickly.
He didn't bring many followers. During this period, he basically went in and out with Yuan Yongyi. Yuan Yongyi took on the role of bodyguard and gradually reduced the number of guards.
The weather was cold and the north wind was howling, and he actually felt uneasy.
After Prince Qi's Mansion burned down, he lived in Prince Sun's Mansion for a while, and finally moved to another courtyard. However, it was not a high-walled compound, and it was easy for someone to wander around and mistake it for a rich man's house.
In fact, Big Fatty is also very timid, so it would be bad to scare her.
He was actually a little annoyed because he had a few words with her when he went out today.
Her leg was injured, and the Yuan family called someone to treat her. She said that the doctor was very good at medical treatment, and asked the doctor to take a look at it. How could he be willing? He was not sick in the first place, but he just coaxed her into not doing so.
She just left.
If you ask a doctor to check your pulse, you will know he is lying.
He refused in every possible way. When she was angry, he was angry too, so he told her that his life and death had nothing to do with her.
After saying this, she fell silent.
He regretted it very much, but he couldn't find the dignity to apologize for the moment.
It's strange to say that when he was with Chu Mingcui in the past, no matter whose fault it was, he would always apologize quickly.
Thinking of this, he regretted more and more. He just wanted to go back as soon as possible, apologize to her, and confess that he was not sick.
The clatter of horse hooves came, and suddenly, something quickly cut through the air.
The horse raised its head, let out a mournful neigh, knelt down on all fours, and fell to the ground twitching. Arrows were stuck in the horse's belly, head, and eyes.
The carriage turned over, and the handlebars and the guards' shouts were heard, "There are assassins, protect the prince, protect the prince!"
King Qi finally climbed out of the carriage and saw a row of men in black falling from the sky.
The man in black was holding a machete, which was extremely sharp and shone coldly in the cold night.
The head and face of the man in black were covered, only a pair of eyes were exposed, which looked fierce and scarlet and bloodthirsty. King Qi took one look and was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
The man in black is extremely cruel and will kill people if he attacks.
Although these guards were not top-notch experts, they were not ordinary guards either. However, they had all been killed by the men in black in just ten moves and fell into a pool of blood.
King Qi trembled and touched a sword, but knowing that his martial arts was no match for them, he turned around and ran away with the sword.
The wind howled in his ears, and he ran as hard as he could, but he could clearly hear the clanking sound of sharp arrows coming from behind him.
He pounced forward, and arrows flew over him. The men in black had arrived quickly, and slashed with the scimitar. He blocked it with his sword, lying on the ground and quickly retreated. In just a moment, all the men in black had already arrived.
When he arrived, the man in black had already chopped down his machete without giving him a chance to ask questions or take a breath.
He barely resisted and regretted not learning more martial arts.
He was stabbed in the arms, legs, and abdomen. He resisted for a while, but in the end he didn't even have the strength to lift the sword. His whole body was in pain so much that he couldn't even breathe. He could only feel the warm blood draining away.
The man in black was extremely vicious and stabbed him in the chest with a knife.
The clatter of horses' hoofs sounded, clusters of torches illuminated the area, and someone asked sternly: "Who is that person?"