Wei Zijin's legs became weak, and fortunately Huan'er held her firmly.
She stabilized her figure and tried her best to calm her emotions. She asked in disbelief: "What did you say? The prince was shot in the chest? This is impossible, absolutely impossible..."
"Princess, this matter is absolutely true!" Seeing that Wei Zijin refused to believe him, the man quickly stepped forward and clasped his fists and said, "The prince was ambushed when he led his troops to raid, so he was shot in an arrow..."
Wei Zijin frowned and said nothing. Huan'er was worried that Wei Zijin's emotions would fluctuate and became angry. She quickly poured a cup of hot water to serve Wei Zijin.
Wei Zijin was in a state of no mood and waved his hand to let Huan'er take the water away. Huan'er had to stroke Wei Zijin's back and whispered: "Princess, don't be too sad, maybe the prince was shot into the arrow just a misinformation..."
Wei Zijin suddenly remembered that when she and Xiao Jingyao were married before, there was a priceless soft silk armor in the dowry prepared by her father, which could withstand any arrows. This time, Xiao Jingyao led his troops to fight, and she had already asked Xiao Jingyao to change into soft
Silk armor, so even if Xiao Jingyao was ambushed, he would never be able to get an arrow in his chest!
Thinking of this, Wei Zijin suddenly calmed down, breathed a deep breath, and looked at the soldier in front of him who came to report the news, without speaking for a long time.
Seeing Wei Zijin staring at him blankly, the man advised: "The army camp is very sad about the prince being shot in the arrow. Please relax your heart. The morale of the army cannot be disintegrated. The soldiers are still waiting for the princess' orders...
…”
Wei Zijin responded lightly and said thoughtfully: "The prince is seriously injured and lying down. He has a deputy general next to him to control him. Even if I am anxious, the far water cannot save the near fire!"
After she said that, she asked again without waiting for the man to answer: "I don't know if Lord Zhou holds any position in the military camp. I don't seem to have no impression of Lord Zhou!"
"When I go back to the princess, I am ashamed of being a humble official. I am just a mere military soldier in the military camp. How delicate the princess is, how can I remember the humble official?"
The man answered neither humble nor arrogantly. Wei Zijin curled his lips slightly and said slowly: "Why should Zhou join the army be humble? But the army was anxious to report, and he even asked Zhou join the army to go for a trip himself. It seems that the scout in the army has also begun to neglect his duties.
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The man shook, lowered his head and covered the light that flashed through his eyes, and replied respectfully: "I should report this urgent report to me personally..."
He said this, then raised his head and met Wei Zijin's inquiring gaze, and slowly spoke: "Princess, there is one more thing, Bei Zhi wants to report it to the princess!"
"You say--" Wei Zijin sneered in his heart, wanting to hear what else this person who claims to be a military soldier can say.
The man glanced at Huan'er, as if he was hesitant, and Wei Zijin said lightly: "She is my confidant, you can rest assured!"
"Yes..." He took another step forward. Huan'er always felt that this person was acting strangely, and he felt nervous, staring at his every move with all his concentration.
It was a time to say that, and he quickly pulled out the dagger he had hidden before from his sleeve and was about to stab Wei Zijin hard.
Without waiting for Wei Zijin to react, Huan'er protected the princess under her without saying a word, and the dagger pierced straight into Huan'er's back.
Seeing that he did not stab Wei Zijin, the man quickly pulled out the dagger and wanted to stab Wei Zijin, but his wrist was hit by a long sword, and the dagger instantly escaped.