Chapter 227 The Daily Life of the Prince of the Palace (9)
The prince pushed him away.
He didn't help the prince to block the arrow. Did the arrow hit the prince? As soon as this thought came out, Si Ya's head was about to explode with a bang.
From childhood to adulthood, Si Ya knew that there was only one meaning of his existence, and that was to protect the Crown Prince.
If the Crown Prince is gone one day, then his existence will have no meaning and value.
Si Ya's face turned pale and he simply didn't dare to look back at Su Zhan's current appearance.
"Come back to your senses." Just when Si Ya was panicking, the familiar voice of his eldest son sounded behind his ears.
Siya turned around quickly and saw his eldest son throwing the arrow back in the direction it came from with an expressionless face.
The arrow was as fast as lightning, and it was returned to its original owner faster than when it came. Until I saw a man in black with an arrow in his chest and falling from the attic not far away. Everyone on the four cliffs had wooden faces.
His expression was blank.
The eldest son of his family is physically weak, unable to hold his shoulders or lift his arms. He is out of breath after walking a few steps and is about to fall over at any time.
The man in front of me, who is catching an arrow with his bare hands and using one hand as a bow, must not be the heir apparent of his family.
But this familiar face couldn't be more familiar. Who else could it be if it wasn't the Crown Prince?
Ahhhhhh!!!
Si Ya grabbed his hair in collapse, feeling that his past memories and impressions were like a broken mirror, completely shattered.
"Don't just stand there stupidly, they have more than one archer." Su Zhan quickly walked behind Si Ya, picked him up, and hid aside.
The next moment, the place where the two people were standing was immediately pricked into a hedgehog.
Si Ya quietly glanced at the faint red mole on the prince's neck as white as jade, and felt relieved.
No matter how the prince became like this, as long as he was sure that this person was indeed Li Jinyuan, the prince of Zhennan Palace, he would be his master.
"Your Majesty, what should we do now?" Siya asked worriedly.
On the streets of the Imperial City, there were archers openly attacking and killing the Crown Prince of Zhennan. In addition, no one from the palace could come to help. Si Ya knew in his heart that the person who attacked their master and servant this time must have a different background.
Small.
Looking at the capital, there are only a few people who have the courage and ability to kill Prince Zhennan, and among these few people, there is even a prince.
Even if we escape this disaster today, I am afraid that the Zhennan Palace will not be able to be peaceful in the future.
Si Ya bit his cheek and forced himself to calm down. Now was not the time to think about the future. What he should be thinking about was how to protect his eldest son and leave safely.
Su Zhan silently glanced at the little follower of the original owner, thinking very worriedly, if she jumped out and killed everyone at this time, would she frighten the little follower? Su Zhan had no idea that Su Zhan had already scared people stupid once.
He touched his chin.
Raindrops as big as soybeans fell down fiercely, and the noisy rain covered up the sound here.
These people have been planning for a long time and will definitely not give up and leave easily.
Su Zhan had already heard the footsteps of the assassins surrounding her, and sighed. She was such a gentle person, but there were always people trying to force her to kill.
On the periphery, more than a dozen men in black gathered towards the place where Su Zhan and the two were hiding. They were dead soldiers themselves, so even if the prince of Zhennan, who was always famous for his weakness, suddenly showed his power and killed one of their companions,
But as long as the mission is not cancelled, they can only rush forward without fear of death.
The men in black were all wrapped in black night clothes, leaving only their eyes exposed. The leading man in black had a cold light in his eyes and gestured to the back. Immediately, two men in black were hiding towards Su Zhan with swords.
Pounce on the place.
There were no pedestrians on the street. King Zhennan was galloping on his horse. He went to the place where the poetry meeting was held, but missed it.
On the way, King Zhennan, who had been marching and fighting for many years, suddenly felt flustered. Every time he felt this way, he would be greeted by a major battle next.
But now that he is not on the battlefield, the only thing that makes him uneasy is the safety of his eldest son.
His wife died young, and the little baby that he was so helpless that he didn't even dare to touch has grown into a teenager. The only thing that hasn't changed is the child's still weak body, which makes him unable to even speak loudly in front of his son.
dare.
You must know that King Zhennan is a murderous person on the battlefield. For a period of time, the people of Qi State in the south even called him the "Blood Man Slaughter".
However, a man whose reputation in the enemy country could stop a child from crying at night did not even dare to speak loudly in front of his only legitimate son, lest the louder voice would frighten the other person.
"Drive, drive, drive." He rode through the streets day after day, but could not find the whereabouts of his eldest son. The king of Zhennan looked solemn and worried in his heart.
Not to mention the possibility of an accident, even if the heavy rain accidentally fell on the eldest son, King Zhennan would be anxious to death.
King Zhennan became even more anxious when he remembered that his child had been suffering from high fever and coughing since he was accidentally caught in the rain when he was a child. He was so frightened that even the imperial doctor was helpless.
The King of Zhennan wished he could hold the child in his hands and prevent him from experiencing any hardships so that he could grow up healthily.
As for martial arts, music, chess, poetry and poetry, they are not worth mentioning when his son's life is safe.
Therefore, when he turned around a street and finally found his eldest son, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.
Is the man who smiled in the rain, raised his hand and knocked one person to the ground, stretched out his foot to kick another person to the ground, and beat ten without losing a beat, really the frail son of his family?
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"My lord, your lord, is that... the crown prince?!" Xia Siwu, the leader of the Black Cavalry Battalion of the Zhennan Army who has been with the King of Zhennan for many years and can be regarded as well-informed, has a paralyzed face at this moment.
Unbelievable.
Seeing how shocked he was, King Zhennan calmed down and looked at it carefully before saying, "Yes, he is my son."
Xia Siwu watched the prince's moves in the distance, and became more and more frightened as he watched. He swallowed quietly. The prince's skills were incredible.
"My dear, Your Majesty, the Crown Prince's martial arts skills are second to none even in the world." Xia Siwu rode up to King Zhennan and whispered.
Those men in black are not weak in martial arts, and they can make a name for themselves in the world of martial arts, but the prince can suppress a dozen of them by himself, and it seems quite easy.
King Zhennan blinked his eyes. Although he didn't know what was going on, he was his son. He immediately looked proud and said, "That is indeed my son."
Xia Simu came back to his senses and saw his triumphant face, and couldn't help but feel helpless.
