Si Ningchi responded perfunctorily, feeling more and more clingy to this dog emperor...
Zhao Zongheng took a deep breath, looked at Si Ningchi with dark eyes and said softly: "There is a bed to rest in the boat, how about..."
"Don't you have anything else in your mind!?" Si Ningchi gritted his teeth. Didn't he agree to go out to the lake to enjoy the scenery and relax?
"Yes." Zhao Zongheng hugged Si Ningchi hard, looked down at her and said, "It's all you."
"..."
Si Ningchi wailed, raised his hand to pull his ears, and threatened: "Don't make trouble, put me down quickly!"
Zhao Zongheng hissed softly, complaining of pain in his mouth, but his hand showed no intention of letting go. He hurriedly carried Si Ningchi and got into the cabinet of the painting boat. There seemed to be a unique flavor in this swaying painting boat.
The pleasure brought by the swaying of the water is even more different.
The floating boats in the river did not attract many people's attention. After all, there are many boats coming and going in the river every day.
Zhao Yuanzhen and Han Yulang, who were paying close attention to the surrounding movements on the shore, did not relax their vigilance. While observing their surroundings, they did not forget to watch the excitement.
Seeing the emperor so enthusiastically holding the empress in his arms, Han Yulang stretched his neck, as if he could see more clearly, but the next second he saw a wall of flesh in front of him.
Han Yulang raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Yuanzhen, why is this man so disappointed?
"Don't look at anything inappropriate." Zhao Yuanzhen's face was cold, and his eyes were also cold.
"Excuse me for being rude, the Holy King was born like this..." Is his face paralyzed?
Han Yulang gestured at his face, always feeling a little bit strange, always feeling that he was pretending...
Zhao Yuanzhen frowned and reached out to touch his face, as if he didn't understand what she meant by asking. Just as he was about to ask in detail, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking through the air coming from behind him. Before Zhao Yuanzhen could react, he saw
Han Yulang, who had the playful smile just now, looked cold and solemn. Without any hesitation, he drew out the long knife from his waist and slashed at his back.
The murderous aura emerging from those ferocious eyes was frightening. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Yuanzhen's collar, strangled his neck and pulled him down hard, without hesitation at the same time.
Stand up and block him behind you.
Cang——!
The sound of swords clashing sounded, and the flying hidden weapon was blocked by Han Yulang's long sword.
"There is an assassin!" Han Yulang's eyebrows flashed a bit fiercely. He frowned when he saw the man in black who suddenly surrounded him, and turned to look at Zhao Yuanzhen with questions in his eyes: "Are they coming for you?"
"...Hmm." Zhao Yuanzhen finally came to his senses. For so long, he had experienced countless assassinations and ambushes, large and small, and never once was he blocked by a person protecting him behind him. The face in front of him was full of violence.
The woman stood in front of her with her chin slightly raised and a long knife in hand. Her invisible protective posture made Zhao Yuanzhen very uncomfortable.
Han Yulang took a breath and said very calmly: "Fortunately, I didn't go for the emperor. Otherwise, if I ruined the emperor's elegance at this time, you and I would inevitably be punished."
Zhao Yuanzhen turned to look at her. There were layers of people in black surrounding them. How could she still laugh so easily?
Han Yulang tilted his head and looked at her with a smile and said: "Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. Why don't you take the first step?"
Zhao Yuanzhen: "?"
"Hahaha!" Han Yulang laughed loudly when he saw his expression: "The expression on the Holy King's face just now was really interesting."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the woman pull out a long knife in her hand, and the knife slashed directly into the crowd. Her fearless posture made people's hearts move.
Zhao Yuanzhen stood there for a moment, then heard her shout angrily: "You are not going to let me work for you! This will cost extra money!!!"
Zhao Yuanzhen couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes and took out a secret whistle from his arms and blew it. The secret guards hiding in the dark heard the whistle and joined the battle one after another. Such a small-scale battle
Assassinations are a common occurrence for Zhao Yuanzhen.
However, Han Yulang's heart trembled slightly when he saw the secret guard who appeared after hearing the whistle. He had long heard that the Holy King had a group of killers who killed without blood, specifically killing people for the Emperor. He had never been able to see it with his own eyes, but today he was able to see it.
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On the river bank, Zhao Yuanzhen and Han Yulang fought with a group of assassins, and the boat boat on the lake was shaking violently...
Those assassins were not their opponents who died in a short while and fled. Zhao Yuanzhen slowly ordered his men to clean up the mess.
Han Yulang wiped the blood on his long knife, sheathed it, raised his eyes and said, "Do you want to arrest him for interrogation?"
"I can't tell you anything." Zhao Yuanzhen looked at her skillful movements, and it was really hard to imagine that the person in front of him who killed someone so cleanly and neatly was a woman. Both her behavior and her words were unbelievable. p>
"Looking at the Saint King's appearance, he must have been interrogated?" Han Yulang noticed Zhao Yuanzhen's attitude and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Who is he?"
"A person who wants to seize the throne." Zhao Yuanzhen turned to look at her and whispered: "The capital is not as easy as the battlefield. General Han needs to be more careful."
"Yes." Han Yulang's expression changed slightly, he stood up straight and bowed his head in response.
She had been away from the capital for many years, and she was out on an expedition so she didn't know much about everything in the capital. She had only heard about the chaos surrounding the new emperor's ascension to the throne. At that time, the border war situation was tense and she couldn't have left even half a step. What was the secret behind the change of imperial power?
She doesn’t know what kind of crisis there is.
Zhao Yuanzhen's expression softened, he looked at Han Yulang for a while and asked casually: "Who taught General Han this martial arts?"
Han Yulang raised his eyes: "The sword skills are passed down from family, taught by father and brother, and tempered on the battlefield."
"What, the Holy King wants to learn?" Han Yulang raised his lips and raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "If you are not a member of the Han family, I am afraid that the Holy King will have no hope."
"..."
Zhao Yuanzhen turned his head and said with a cold expression: "It is rare to see a woman who is so superb with swordsmanship. General Han can command thousands of armies. He is really extraordinary."
Han Yulang curved his lips and said with the same cold smile: "The Holy King thinks that I lead the army because of my superior swordsmanship?"
She turned away her eyes and seemed to have no interest in talking to him. She held the hilt of the knife at her waist and said, "I have troubled the Holy King to report the assassination to His Majesty. I will go over there for inspection first."
Han Yulang bowed to Zhao Yuanzhen, turned around and left. Zhao Yuanzhen watched Han Yulang leave, as if a little strange, did he say something wrong?
Didn’t you just mean to praise her...
Zhao Zongheng and Si Ningchi swam to the lake and then slowly got off the boat. Princess Chaoyang also stayed outside the capital until next night before returning to the palace. Then by a very coincidence, these two groups of people were returning to the palace.
We met at the gate.
"Brother Huang..." Princess Chaoyang was slightly startled.
