Chapter 28: false alarm

All this happened between the lightning and flint, which was so fast that it

was difficult to react; it was hard to wait until Jiang Zhuo dragged the

assassin at the cost of injury, and the other guards who were still far away

from the stage pulled out their weapons and rushed forward. After leaving the

altar, the assassins were surrounded by a panic.I saw that the assassin smiled coldly, and suddenly retracted the long sword.

His movements were quick and cruel, and he actually took up a blood arrow, and

my heart was throbbing with it—the blood was Jiang Zhuo's... …Without stopping, she turned the long sword over and swiped hard against her

neck. The blood was gushing, but she didn't feel the pain. The corners of her

mouth evoked a mocking arc, and she opened her arms and fell on her back—as if

I was Seeing her glance at me before she fell, there were other

incomprehensible emotions in her eyes besides the deep hatred.However, at this moment, there is only the figure kneeling on the ground

holding the wound in my eyes, without thinking about other things."What about the imperial doctor! Come, let me know the imperial doctor!"

Ignoring the black dizziness in front of me, I rushed forward, pushed away the

guards blocking the periphery, hugged Jiang Zhuo tightly, and asked eagerly.

Said, "Jiang Zhuo! Jiang Zhuo, are you okay! Don't scare me, you, you talk!"She frowned, her lips were biting white, but her face was flushed, not as if

she had lost too much blood; I just treated her as if she had wiped the sword

on her body, and the toxin had penetrated into her body through the wound, and

it had already begun to erupt. I was so nervous, I only hated my identity for

causing all this.But seeing her eyelashes trembling for a few minutes, she slowly opened her

eyes, staring at me with faint eyes, blushing for no reason, if it weren't for

worrying about her injury, I'm afraid I was already shy and pulled my hand

away."How are you? Where is the injury? Does it hurt?" Although she opened her

eyes, she just stared at me and didn't speak, as if she had lost her mind. She

was shocked and busy. He was still hurriedly commanding the guards to maintain

order, checking whether other assassins were ambushing Yan Ke shouting, "Aunt

Ke! The doctor! The accompanying doctor! Call the doctor!""His Royal Highness, cough cough... please, let go first..." She just heard

her cough violently, patted me tightly around her arm, and said with a little

difficulty-and said this sentence After that, as if exhausting all his

strength, he couldn't help gasping for breath."Oh oh oh, yes, sorry, I am also in a rush..." Carefully relax my arms, but

still maintain the position of embracing her, I dare not move her easily, let

alone the strength to hold her up. I was able to stand by her stubbornly,

waiting for the royal doctor to arrive \- the surrounding guards who were

waiting in a tight array were all selectively forgotten by me.Or, subconsciously, I don't want other people to come into contact with Jiang

Zhuo's body.I was sweating profusely in this side of the room. I heard the person holding

my arms suddenly sighed and said softly: "His Royal Highness does not need to

be nervous...cough, cough, my subordinates are only slightly injured, cough,

cough, Sex and life are not hindered...""Minor injuries? You call this a minor injury? Don't think of me as a idiot!"

I gave a bitterly glance at the injured and restless person, and I remembered

the imperial doctor who hadn't arrived yet. Even the tone became impatient,

just wanting to teach this woman who doesn't take her body seriously."Heh, don't your Highness believe it?" She shook her head helplessly, and then

stretched out her hand and opened her coat-my first reaction was to close my

eyes and dare not look at her amorous feelings wrapped in her clothes; the

next moment But he thought of the guards around him, and ordered without

hesitation: "You all turned around, don't look back!""Yes, Your Highness." Everyone looked at each other, not knowing why, but

seeing that I looked serious, not like a joke, they bowed and promised and

turned their backs one after another.It wasn't until they all receded it that I was surprised that I had done

something stupid \- my God, I used to despise Kuang Xihan's privileged class

status and insisted on "everyone is equal" when did I learn to give orders

like this?How is this different from the kind of person I hated in the past?The most frightening thing is that at that moment, the command to the guards

was a conditioned reflex, as if I had accepted the privileges brought by Kuang

Xihan’s status as the prince before I knew it; and this superiority

Accompanied by feeling is the indifference of the superiors who regard human

life as a musty.When I was in a state of confusion, my palm was gently pinched, and I suddenly

looked down, but Jiang Zhuo pressed my hand to her chest with a serious face,

and calmly explained: "His Royal Highness, please Touch, this is a close-

fitting golden silk soft armor. Although it is not invulnerable to a weapon,

it also played a certain role. The long sword just pierced the subordinate's

ribs, no more than three fingers deep..."——What is she, what she is doing!My hands, hands, hands are pressed... the touch under my palm is separated by

a thin layer of metal and cloth, but it is difficult to hide my softness,

which is different from the feeling I feel when I touch myself, and even

teaches people like an electric shock. Generally crisp and numb.I can imagine my blushing cheeks and the heartbeat that is about to lose

balance."Enough, enough! This king knows..." I couldn't help interrupting her

explanation, and I pulled my palm back with force, forced a smile, and tried

to say calmly, "Jiangwei, you are not a big deal. This king is very pleased."Just when I was racking my brains but didn't know how to get rid of this

embarrassment-perhaps it was just my unforgettable and unforgettable feeling-

Yan Ke led Zen Master Kongxi to come to us with an ugly expression on his

face. : "Your Highness, forgive me, the assassin has been punishable, and

there are no other comrades...I have already sent someone to call the royal

doctor."Before I could speak, Zen Master Kongxi stretched out his fingers to put Jiang

Zhuo’s wrists, and his gentle voice immediately calmed the restlessness in my

heart: "Your Highness, don’t panic, let the poor Ni take a look for this

donor. Okay?""Okay, good, teacher please." I quickly made room for Zen Master Kongxi to

display it-I know she is quite accomplished in medical skills, otherwise Yan

Ke would not ask her to check my pulse, she would help Jiang Zhuo Cut the

pulse, my hanging heart dropped in half.She pondered for a while, and opened Jiang Zhuo's clothes to check the

wounds-I stared at her motions eagerly and intentionally prevented them, but

resisted my sudden thoughts-although I didn't want others to see Jiang. Shao's

body, but Zen Master Kongxi is to examine her injuries after all. He is also a

monk. I shouldn't intervene because of emotion and reason.Besides, the most important point is: What is the relationship between me and

Jiang Zhuo? Why should I have inexplicable possessiveness towards her?"As far as poor Ni can see, this donor's wound is not fatal. Your Highness can

rest assured," Master Kongxi smiled and comforted, probably seeing that my

face was wrong, "The golden silk soft armor she was wearing was just removed.

Part of the impulse, the weapon stuck in the ribs, and did not hurt the heart

and lungs. Just take care of it for a period of time."Listening to her speak so lightly, because Jiang Zhuo's words are consistent,

I can finally let go of the other half's heart.But, thinking of my flustered performance before, there were still tears in

the corners of my eyes, and the embarrassment instantly occupied my mind, I

just wanted to dig a hole to bury myself."Uh, um...very good," I forced myself to let go of my hands and stood up

slowly, stop staring at the pale and cold face reluctantly, "Aunt Ke, send

someone to take care of Jiang Wei, the king wants Investigate this

assassination personally."——Although I said that, only I knew it, and a large part of the reason was to

avoid Jiang Zhuo.My mind was filled with countless unrealistic thoughts, which taught me that

it was difficult to face her for a while.I hurried back to the wing where I lived, listening to Yan Ke and me analyzing

the assassination, while Xiao Chan re-wrapped the wound on my wrist. The sting

reminded me of Jiang Zhuo’s injury. ——Compared between the two, she should be

more painful, right?After all, I hurt my chest..."Wait," in a daze, seeing Xiao Chan tidy up, picking up the tray and going

out, I immediately stopped him with a voice, "The towel is left."——That's Jiang Zhuo's thing."...Your Majesty, I don't know what your intentions are?" Yan Ke coughed

lightly, drew my attention back."Well, what Aunt Ke said is extremely true, just do what you want." To meet

her probing eyes, I lowered my head guiltily, and agreed with makeup just now.

I didn't know her at all. What did you say."Hey... It seems that His Royal Highness really cares about that Jiang

surnamed!" Yan Ke shook his head and sighed helplessly, "I just asked your

Royal Highness if you want to eat...nothing, I will send someone to deliver it

later. Come here, your Highness has a good rest.""...Hmm." I nodded awkwardly and watched Yan Ke go out. Then I collapsed on

the bed and thumped the bed board dully. Why do I become so strange when I

encounter something about Jiang Zhuo What?Later, after having eaten in the room alone, I scrubbed the silk kerchief with

the rest of the washing water. I was lying on the bed, but I couldn't fall

asleep over and over again.The dim moonlight crawled across the edge of the window, and vacantly shone on

the towel that I was drying on the window, reflecting the lingering light,

faintly embroidered on the silk kerchief.I turned over and lay flat facing the top of the bed, struggling in my heart:

Should I go to see Jiang Zhuo tomorrow morning or tomorrow afternoon?...Why don't you go now?This idea intensified together, and it was out of control.A quarter of an hour later, waving my hand to drive away the guards who

insisted on following me behind me, I took a deep breath and knocked on the

door of the room that was lit with a faint candle.After holding my breath for a while, just before my courage ran out and I

couldn't help turning my head to escape, the door opened gently."His Royal Highness?" She only wore a single coat, and there was a strange

touch across her cold eyes-long black hair and snow-colored skin. Under the

bright moonlight, she was so beautiful that she could sigh.I just felt suffocated with my breath, and immediately forgot the excuse I had

thought of.