Chapter 401

Hanson gasped violently and was exhausted.

Just now he fell straight from the cliff into the valley and managed the galloping horse. However good his martial arts are, he has reached the limit. If it weren't for Luo qingluan, how could he risk his life to do such a dangerous thing?

But after waiting for a moment, Hanson didn't hear any sound from the carriage. Thought Luo qingluan was seriously injured and had fainted, Han Xun was in a hurry and quickly opened the curtain. Sure enough, a woman collapsed in the carriage and leaned her head against the wall, looking soft and unconscious.

The long hair brushed on her face, so that Hanson couldn't see her face clearly. But her motionless appearance made Han Xun's heart hang up: "qingluan, are you okay?"

Without thinking about it, Hanson reached out to help her. But he had just got into the carriage and stretched out his hand. Before he touched the unconscious woman's arm, suddenly, the other party suddenly looked up and showed a strange face.

Although he was also a woman, that face was clearly not Luo qingluan he was thinking about!

What's going on? How could this happen? Who is this woman?

Hanson didn't have time to think about it. Suddenly, the alarm sounded. Fooled!

Before he could get out of the carriage, Hanson immediately felt a sharp pain in his ribs. He saw that the strange woman had a dagger in her hand at some time, which had been stabbed into his body. Suddenly, blood flowed out along the blood groove on the dagger.

He didn't know he had been fooled. Hanson slapped the woman hard, but the other party was already ready. This slap only smashed the carriage, but the other party rushed out with the trend. He didn't love war at all and ran away directly.

The amazing explosion sounded, and the surrounding North Vietnamese soldiers didn't know what had happened. Without Han Xun's voice, they had shouted "escort, there are assassins!", One by one.

The whole carriage had been torn apart by a slap from Hanson's fury, leaving only the plate. Looking at the far away assassin, Hansen stood in place.

He covered the wound on his body, but the blood still overflowed from his fingers and trickled all over his body. Xiaochunzi finally ran from the cliff to the bottom of the valley. He was tired and panting. While running, he shouted anxiously: "Your Majesty, your majesty, are you okay?"

When xiaochunzi ran to Hanson, he was so shocked that he was cold: "Your Majesty, are you hurt? What happened?" He didn't see the situation before. I didn't know that Han Xun was stabbed by an assassin disguised as Luo qingluan.

Han Xun didn't seem to have recovered his mind. He still stood blankly, letting the blood flow continuously.

How could this happen? Didn't he get the news that what should be done in the carriage is Luo qingluan? Besides, there are more than 300 soldiers escorting her. Isn't it the hand that Xiao Yuqi, crown prince of Dongwan, lent to Luo qingluan to escort her back to the Western Chu?

He investigated everything clearly. Why, at the critical moment, the people in the carriage were not Luo qingluan, but the people who wanted to assassinate him?

His heart sank. Hanson had to give up and let himself accept the fact.

He was fooled, fooled again! I'm afraid to let him know that Luo qingluan will go this way. It's her plan from beginning to end. He underestimated Luo qingluan from the beginning.

She always wanted him to be fooled. She always hated her. Otherwise, how could someone assassinate him?

Hanson couldn't hear what xiaochunzi was saying. He just felt his body getting colder and colder, as if the whole person had turned into ice. There were also various emotions in his mind, which stimulated him to have a splitting headache.

"Ah -" he finally shouted wildly.

Why is that? Clearly had planned, but at the last minute I found that I was a fool. He was fooled by Luo qingluan! In the dark, Hanson finally fell down softly.

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Fifty miles outside the capital of Western Chu, there is a place called Chuang Tzu hidden among the green mountains and waters.

From the outside, although the Chuang Tzu is large and covers a wide area, it is deserted because it is uninhabited all year round and only a few servants clean it. There is also a rumor among the farmers nearby that this Chuang Tzu belonged to a rich businessman in his early years. When he went out to do business and died on the way, the Chuang Tzu scattered and was said to be haunted.

No one can find out how such news came out, but the farmers around believed it very much. Usually nothing will never be close to here, one by one far away, for fear of being contaminated with anything unclean.

Recently, only a few people know what happened in this Chuang Tzu.

A well-dressed young man walked up and down the hall with a dignified negative hand on his face. He looked inside from time to time. He wanted to rush in and have a look, but he was patient. From his anxious appearance, we can see that there is a person and thing he attaches great importance to, which makes him unable to control his emotions.

After waiting for half an hour, a middle-aged doctor came out and said to the young man, "Your Highness, I have changed the medicine for the king of Chu. You can go in and see him."

"Is Ziqing all right, doctor song?" Nangong Qing grabbed the middle-aged doctor's hand and said anxiously.

Doctor song frowned, but still shook his head, and his voice sank: "Your Highness, I didn't say a word of frustration. The king of Chu is now supported by willpower. If he hadn't been in good health, I'm afraid he couldn't support it at that time. The king of Chu's injury is too serious, and he's still bleeding. I changed his dressing just now, sometimes..."

Before she finished, a girl came out with a basin of blood. Nangong Qing subconsciously glanced at it. She immediately tightened her heart and released her hand holding doctor song.

After a slight meal, he strode directly inside. As soon as he got inside, a strong smell of blood came to his face. Nangong Qing immediately sank and looked up at the bed.

To his surprise, Nalan night didn't fall down, but sat cross legged on the bed, but his smooth upper body had been wrapped with a thick circle of white cloth at this time, and the smell of medicine mixed with the smell of blood penetrated, which was shocking. More than that, his shoulders and arms were full of scars. Although they had scabbed, we can imagine what happened to him.

"Ziqing, why don't you lie down?" Nangong Qing was worried.

A faint voice came: "don't worry, I can't die for the time being." Nalan night Qingjun's face has been a little more pale, but his firm eyebrows still show a momentum that can not be ignored. Even though he has been seriously injured, he is as strong as a mountain, which makes people awe.

However, if Luo qingluan was there, he might be able to read a trace of emotion hidden in his eyes. Hesitation, regret, hatred, awakening, disappointment... Nalan night has experienced another life and death to fully understand that some things can be achieved if he doesn't want to.

Looking at Nalan night's appearance of such serious injury, Nangong Qing felt a deep remorse in his heart compared with his dignified appearance a few days ago. If it hadn't been for him... Nalan night wouldn't have suffered such a thing. Now he is very regretful, but there is no regret medicine in the world. Fortunately, Nalan night hasn't died yet. However, thinking of what doctor Song said just now, Nangong Qing is a little more desperate. How long can he delay?

"Ziqing, your wound..." Nangong Qing clenched his teeth and said, "don't worry, I'll go back to the palace now. I remember that my father's inner library also collected a 5000 year old blood ginseng. I'll save you..."

"No!" With a cold refusal, Nalan night finally looked up at him: "now, why do you hypocritically say this? It's really disappointing for me to waste my time with your brother and trust you so much."

"Ziqing, I......"

"If you are still a man, you might as well kill the king at this time." Nalan's voice suddenly sank and was as cold as ice: "Nangong Qing, I'll tell you now. If I die, I'll kill the emperor of Western Chu as long as I recover from my injury! If you dare to stop, I'll kill you together!"

Listening to these murderous words, Nangong Qing not only didn't have any hatred, but was full of remorse.

It's his fault. All this is his negligence! If he hadn't been careless and lucky, he really thought his father had repented and knew he was wrong, how could he beg Nalan night to give up his hatred? Nalan night was soft hearted. Looking at their brotherhood for many years and what he promised, he did not continue to besiege the city and retreat sixty miles away.

And Nalan night went into the palace and told his father that he could let bygones be bygones. As long as he abdicated and handed over the throne to himself, he could live a long life.

For Nangong Qing, he didn't know Nalan night said these words, but he also knew his father and Nalan night's thoughts. Nalan night went into the palace to talk with his father because he believed what he said. I don't know... Even Nangong Qing didn't think of it. His father had recovered long ago. Everything was pretended just to deceive Nalan night.

In order to get rid of Nalan night, his father even disclosed his whereabouts to North Vietnam, which led Nalan night to be attacked on the way out of the palace and back to the barracks. Nalan night will let the army retreat to 60 miles of mountains and forests, but on the way of dozens of miles, he was attacked by the North Vietnamese.

If it weren't for his father's intention, how could these North Vietnamese soldiers sneak in and just ambush on the way to Naran night? Nangong Qing regretted it. If he didn't believe him, how could Nalan night be attacked secretly?

What Nangong Qing hated more was that his father was almost paranoid because he was afraid of Nalan night. The whole person had been paranoid and couldn't listen to any advice. Even because his mother wanted to persuade him once, his father was angry and almost strangled his brother in her arms on the spot.

Nangong Qing deeply regretted it and felt afraid at the same time.

If it continues, will his father really be possessed and completely crazy? No matter what he said, the father didn't believe that Nalan night would not betray, but now the father has done this kind of thing and can't be saved.

Nalan night has been immortal with the West Chu emperor.

Nangong Qing knew that he could not persuade him. There was only one person between Nalan night and his father. However, as a son and a close friend on the other side, what should he do?