There was chaos in the Yingqing Hall. Que Wu held Wen Jiaojiao in one hand and waved the long black whip with the other.
Wen Jiaojiao looked at the whip as if it was alive in Que Wu's hand, whipping the assassins around Zhao Yan to the ground one by one. The sound of the whip breaking through the air could be heard clearly in the hall, and Que Wu rolled the whip around Zhao Yan.
Yan's waist directly pulled him over.
"Ayan!"
Wen Jiaojiao saw that Zhao Yan had several injuries on his body, so he jumped off Que Wu and helped him up from the ground.
Zhao Yan was already a little dizzy from inhaling the powder. Wen Jiaojiao also became dazed in front of him. He reached out and pushed Wen Jiaojiao: "Hide! Leave me alone!"
Que Wu stood in front of the two of them and dealt with all the assassins who rushed towards them one by one. He swept the hall and saw that there were too many assassins and they were all killing them, as if they wanted to kill all the aristocratic families in Beiyuan.
Que Wu looked back and saw that the Queen and Emperor were being guarded by several personal guards with strong martial arts skills. In order to stay awake, Xiao Qingyu cut his own wrist with a dagger and stood in front of the Emperor.
Wen Jiaojiao's eyes turned red when he saw those assassins, and he hurriedly looked for A Niang and everyone in the Wen family.
Xiao Yurong was seen holding the soft sword snatched from the assassin's hand, protecting her father and other female family members, but because they had inhaled the powder, her figure was a little unstable.
While protecting everyone, Xiao Yurong looked anxiously towards Wen Jiaojiao. When she saw that Wen Jiaojiao was being protected by Que Wu, and the surrounding assassins could not get close, she felt a little relieved.
But these assassins were all very skilled in martial arts, and she couldn't resist them for long. She was injured several times in just a few moments.
"Aniang!"
Wen Jiaojiao now only regrets that she can't practice martial arts. She is terrified when she sees her mother-in-law and sister Qingyu being attacked like crazy by these madmen.
"Que Wu!"
Hearing Wen Jiaojiao calling him, Que Wu turned around and glanced at her. He picked her and Zhao Yan up one by one and placed them in a safer corner of the stairs above. "I'll go rescue you and wait."
Wen Jiaojiao watched Que Wu go to save A Niang and the others. Zhao Yan was already a little unconscious beside him. There was a big gash in his arm. He was holding the soft sword hard, and blood kept flowing from the wound.
"Don't be afraid, Ayan, nothing will happen to us!"
Wen Jiaojiao used force to open Zhao Yan's sword-holding hand to prevent the wound from opening and bleeding. According to the amount of bleeding, he would go into shock soon.
Wen Jiaojiao wanted to tear open the corner of her skirt to stop Zhao Yan's bleeding, but the quality of the dress was so good that she couldn't move it after tearing it for a while. She really shouldn't imitate the scenes in the TV series!
In the end, Wen Jiaojiao cut open the skirt with a sword, and then she tore off a few strips of cloth to bandage Zhao Yan's wounds.
Less than half a quarter of an hour has passed since the assassination began. The entire Yingqing Hall was filled with cries and screams. A wave of assassins met the guards outside the Yingqing Hall, ensuring that the assassins in the hall could kill more people.
However, the emperor and King Qing'an they most wanted to kill have not yet been able to succeed. The assassins with the highest martial arts skills are fighting against King Qing'an and the few palace attendants who protect the emperor.
Wen Jiaojiao bandaged Zhao Yan, picked up the sword and held it in her hand. She poked her head out and took a look. Que Wu was still helping A Niang and the others resist the assassins. In the chaos, Wen Jiaojiao saw a five or six-year-old man.
The boy was hiding under the table not far in front. Judging from the boy's clothes, he should be a prince.
An assassin pulled the child out from under the table and raised the knife in his hand.
Beast!
Without thinking, Wen Jiaojiao rushed out and slashed at the tall assassin with his sword. The sword struck the assassin's hand, and the assassin's arm, which was not wearing any clothing, suddenly burst into blood.
The assassin felt pain, threw the boy to the ground, turned around and glared at Wen Jiaojiao.
Wen Jiaojiao didn't know any martial arts, but he pointed the sword at the assassin with both hands and was forced to retreat step by step.
Xiang Chenggang called the wolf dogs that he had brought into the palace into the main hall. His eyes searched for Wen Jiaojiao's figure in the palace. After a quick glance, he saw the scene where Wen Jiaojiao used his sword to attack the assassin.
"It's really life-threatening!"
Xiang Cheng was horrified when he saw it. He put the whistle in his mouth and blew it quickly. The rich man had just killed two assassins. He quickly ran towards Wen Jiaojiao with his mouth full of blood. When the assassin raised his knife, he jumped on the assassin and bit him.
Wen Jiaojiao was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and watched as the two big dogs bit the assassin beyond recognition and blood flowed all over the floor.
Dagui's snow-white fur was dyed with blood. After the assassin died, it raised its head and walked to Wen Jiaojiao, stretched out its tongue and licked her.
Wen Jiaojiao gently touched its head with trembling hands.
Another whistle sounded, and the wealthy man's ears stood up and he stood guard in front of Wen Jiaojiao.
"Woooooooooooo!!"
The little prince who was thrown to the ground by the assassin was so frightened by the scene that he cried. Wen Jiaojiao ran over and picked him up, comforting him: "Don't be afraid, it's okay. You stay with your eldest brother."
With that said, Wen Jiaojiao placed him next to Zhao Yan.
Wen Jiaojiao looked at the two big dogs guarding her, and was a little worried about Sister Qingyu and the others. She was about to go look for them when a loud shout came from outside.
"Escort!"
"My rescue is too late!"
Wen Jiaojiao looked at the door in surprise, it was the second brother who was here!
Wen Jiaojiao saw that Xiao Xuanan was wearing armor. There was a lot of blood on the armor and there was blood on his face. It looked like he had fought all the way in.
"Yue'er!"
As soon as Xiao Xuanan entered the palace, he hurriedly looked for Wen Jiaojiao's figure. When he saw her, he ran towards her.
"Second brother!"
When Wen Jiaojiao saw Xiao Xuanan coming, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, threw away the sword in his hand and rushed towards him.
Xiao Xuanan caught her and held her in his arms. After hugging her for a while, he quickly put her down and asked, "Are you hurt?"
Xiao Xuanan checked her up and down with a worried face. Wen Jiaojiao shook his head and said: "No injuries. Second brother, are you injured? There is a lot of blood on you."
Seeing that Wen Jiaojiao was well, he exhaled and said, "I'm not injured. This is the blood of those thieves."
Wen Jiaojiao looked forward and saw a large number of royal guards entering the palace. The situation suddenly reversed. The assassins retreated towards the door, but the door was blocked by the guards and they could only gather together.
Xiao Xuan'an saw that the palace was safe, and the two big dogs had been guarding Wen Jiaojiao. He patted her gently, went forward to direct, and shouted to the guards: "Get them all!"
"Miss!"
A scream rang out. Wen Jiaojiao heard the somewhat familiar voice and looked forward, only to see a man holding Wen Miaoran hostage in the encirclement. The scimitar was placed on her throat, and a bloody mark had been cut.
There was blood oozing out.
The person who kidnapped Wen Miaoran was Jing Shu, a Chisang man who kidnapped her on the day of the lantern festival, and was also the third male character in the original novel.
Unexpectedly, after going around and around, there would still be a scene where he held Wen Miaoran hostage.
Sure enough, the original plot will only be late but not absent.