Chapter 1351

The assassin did not expect that Su Yao would suddenly come out to block the sword for imperial ink, but years of training did not stop him.

He quickly pulled out the sword and stabbed at the imperial capital. However, someone was faster than him.

The emperor Jing Mo snatched the sword that the bodyguard was wearing around his waist and cut off the assassin's head directly.

Blood splashed on his face. His eyes were as cold as ice, and his whole body was full of murderous air, just like the death of a God.

That bodyguard looks at such emperor Jing Mo, can't help shivering, almost kneel down to go up, "Bi......"

The words haven't yet said export, Emperor Jing Mo a look horizontal past, "don't talk nonsense, carry him to the carriage, again let the imperial doctor come to him to see."

Su Yao, who heard this sentence clearly, felt even more strange.

To tell you the truth, in the eyes of a tyrant like emperor Jingmo, he is only a dispensable thing, but so many people came to take him to the palace, and the accompanying team was equipped with imperial doctors

Can't it be that the emperor Jing Mo had expected such a thing for a long time? He didn't want to let him die before he saw him. That's why there are so many bodyguards and imperial doctors?

Or is there any other reason, such as dijingmo himself in the team?

As soon as the idea came out, Su Yao passed it himself.

It's impossible for a dignified figure like emperor Jing Mo to come out of the palace to see him in person.

And even if he really wants to come out, he won't bring only a few people. After all, many people want his life now, unless he doesn't want to live for a long time, he will come out and die.

……

"Yes."

The bodyguard answered, just ready to pick up Su Yao, Emperor Jing Mo suddenly said, "forget it, I'll do it myself."

Although the bodyguard was a little strange, he didn't dare to disobey his orders, so he had to step aside.

Emperor Jing Mo stoops to embrace Su Yao, who pretends to be in a coma, and gives him a hand.

When he found that he had no meat, he frowned.

And he did frown, and the bodyguard suddenly knelt in front of him.

The mood of emperor Jing Mo is not good immediately.

Do these people like him that much?

Is he that terrible?

"Come on, go away, don't let me see you again."

Listening to these words, Su Yao secretly opened one eye, looked at the imperial ink, and quickly closed it, but he couldn't help muttering: what is the origin of this Desheng, and how is it dignified?

……

The imperial doctor came soon, and Su Yao was suddenly a little nervous.

He is a ghost now. Ghosts are different from human beings. If something goes wrong with the royal doctor, he will be cool.

Even the imperial doctors are equipped with one, maybe even the Taoist.

"Tangyuan, you can do something for me later."

"What's the matter?"

"Don't let the doctor happen. I'm not human."

"Host, don't worry. Although you are not a human now and your temperature is relatively low, your pulse is still beating. Most people can't see it."

Although Tang Yuan said so, Su Yao was still a little worried. He was relieved only after the imperial doctor diagnosed him and said, "it doesn't matter if the young man's injury is serious. He only needs to rest for a few days.".

And the emperor Jing Mo seems not satisfied with this answer, "really?"

The imperial doctor knelt down, "it's true, Minister..."