Yu Qiansi was startled, grabbed Jiang Jiqing's collar, pulled him back, and threw him on the lake rock. The dagger was unsheathed at the same time, and his wrist was turned over to resist the cold light.
But after all, the space was limited, so my hands and feet were tied up, and I was injured several times by the cold light in an instant.
Jiang Jiqing was so frightened that he hid behind the lake stone and hugged the stone tightly, fearing that he would touch something he shouldn't touch again.
There was a constant sound in my ears, bringing with it a chill.
He only felt as if he had returned to the dark Daming Palace when he was a child, shivering.
But when he saw the thing nailed to the lake stone clearly, he was surprised and puzzled: "It's actually a leaf?!"
"Don't move rashly! This is not a leaf!" Yu Qiansi shouted angrily without looking back.
Jiang Jiqing quickly retracted his head.
The sound of ding-dong was heard endlessly, and Yu Qian moved around, even more worried about accidentally touching another place. After taking a look at the compass, he threw the dagger into the thick fog.
The thick fog was slightly less powerful, but some cold light still shot out from the fog.
The long sword could not be used, and she had no weapon to block it, so she turned over the compass, barely resisted, walked around to the northwest, and inserted the long sword into the stem position.
Only then did the strange fog shining with the light of the golden sun stop surging, as if the Yinghai Sea had calmed down its anger and returned to the tranquility and clarity of the sunny sky.
There is only a faint microwave left, shining with tiny rays of light, harmonious with the soft wind.
"Is it over?" Jiang Jiqing hid behind the rocks in the lake.
"I'm just suppressing it temporarily," Yu Qiansi leaned against the lake rocks, panting repeatedly: "Once the killing array is activated, it will not stop."
"Then what should we do?" Jiang Jiqing saw dark blood stains on Yu Qiansi's red coat, and quickly helped her sit down: "Sister Yu, are you okay?"
Yu Qiansi looked at the young emperor with a sincere look. From his eyes to his expression, there was nothing wrong. Even his slightly trembling tone was like that of a child who was afraid of being alone.
She twitched her lips.
It seems that Jikong is right when she says that she really has no talent in discerning people's hearts.
She actually felt that Jiang Jiqing's concern at this moment was genuine.
"You are good at Qinggong. Why don't you jump out of this formation first and leave me alone!"
Yu Qiansi shook her head, and the person in front of her gradually overlapped with the child in her memory whose eyes were full of tiny candlelight.
"The sky here is not the sky, and the leaves are not leaves. Even the lake stone you see is probably not just a lake stone."
The ancestors of the Yi family are indeed rare talents that can only be seen in thousands of years. With just one formation, they can control emotions, change everything in the world, and even deceive people's perception.
Seeing Jiang Jiqing's unconvinced look, Yu Qiansi took out the letter cigarette in his arms and threw it into the sky.
But the dazzling red light shrieked for a moment, then fell straight down as if it had hit something.
The two of them were surrounded by red smoke, which was dazzling to the eyes and pungent to the nose. They had to cover their faces with their sleeves, and coughs kept coming and going.
After a long time, the thick smoke was gradually inhaled by the thick white fog, and even the fog glowed with a bit of blood, which was very scary.
Yu Qiansi and Jiang Jiqing couldn't help laughing when they saw each other's embarrassed appearance, choked by the thick smoke.
It was Jiang Jiqing who laughed out loud first, and his laughter continued for a long time.
Laughing until tears filled his eyes, Jiang Jiqing sighed: "You've never been afraid of me."
Yu Qiansi replied: "Do you want me to be afraid of you?"
"Now?" Jiang Jiqing leaned on the rocks of the lake, looking up at the sky where it was hard to distinguish between true and false, and thought for a few breaths: "Let's forget it."
There will be a day, but he hopes that day will come later.
At least at this moment, they are not the emperor and his ministers, they are just the two children who stood on the roof of the Star-Zhaing Tower.
The lonely child showed a rare expression of dejection: "It seems that we can only wait for others to save us."
Yu Qiansi looked at the injuries all over his body and chuckled: "However, this is really a successful rescue."
Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed down from high altitude, blowing away the surrounding dense fog.
Jiang Jiqing looked at Yu Qiansi, and his voice returned to its usual calmness.
"somebody is coming."
He straightened his robes and transformed back into the young emperor on the throne.
Yu Qiansi nodded, looking weak and leaning on the lake rocks.
Sure enough, when the thick fog dissipated and the Holy Mountain reappeared within easy reach, a group of people came closer in panic.
"Your Majesty!" Deming shouted, knelt on the ground, whimpering and sobbing: "My escort is late!"
The ministers also bowed down one by one.
Yu Qiansi seemed unaware, still leaning on the lake rocks, her eyes half closed.
I planned to watch a good show first, but before I could wait to see how Lan Shu, who looked ashen-faced, would end, he was hugged first.
"Aru!" Boyi rushed out from the crowd. When he saw the bloodstains all over her body, he was furious.
"Lan Shu! You are so brave!" Boyi looked at Yu Qiansi's wounds and was furious.
Seeing Yu Qiansi unconscious, everyone in the Criminal Division stared at the Lan clan members with unkind expressions.
A group of people in gray clothes were kneeling on the ground, not daring to speak.
Lan Shu didn't know why Yu Qiansi appeared here.
He thought that someone might accidentally break into the garden today, but if there was no one to guide them, they would be trapped outside at most.
At that time, he only needs to break the formation in time and rescue Jiang Jiqing. Even if it is not a great achievement, it is still a good opportunity to confess his love to the saint in full view of the public.
Wasn't there someone following Yu Qiansi secretly? Why did no one tell him at such a critical moment today?!
"Your Majesty, this servant will die!" Lan Shu put her hands on the ground and sank deeply into the grass.
"The Lan family is guarding the imperial mausoleum. There is no sacrifice today, so the servants activated the formation according to Emperor Gaozu's order to prevent him from fishing in troubled waters and heading to the Holy Mountain. Fortunately, with the blessing of heaven and earth, His Majesty's dragon body was not damaged.
, otherwise the Lan family will be blamed for their deaths!"
"Lan's heartfelt sincerity can be learned from heaven and earth." Jiang Jiqing had no fluctuation in his heart and knew that they would use Gaozu's will as an excuse.
"It's just that for such a powerful formation, there should at least be someone guarding it here to explain the reason."
"My slave has indeed arranged for manpower, but for some reason they have disappeared." Lan Shu bowed deeply again: "My slave will definitely find them and punish them severely!"
"Master Jade has done a great job in escorting me. He almost died in order to block the mechanism in this killing array for me! Boyi, go find the imperial doctor and order him to do his best to treat Master Jade!"
Boyi panicked just now when he saw Yu Qiansi covered in blood and wanted to take her away immediately. Now that Jiang Jiqing had spoken, he picked up Yu Qiansi and turned around to leave.
Jiang Jiqing glanced at Boyi with his peripheral vision, and saw him hugging Yu Qiansi in desperation, but still maintaining courtesy, making fists with his hands, and dragging her with both arms. He really looked like a gentleman, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
Boyi's feet were like wind. It was not until he was far away from the group of people and there was no other movement around him that he slowed down.