Seeing that Zhao Heng was on the verge of collapse, Shen Rulan quickly turned around and left.
Only those people were left in the sleeping hall.
The guards knew that there were many people above, so they didn't dare to act rashly.
And Zhao Heng was also speechless.
Jiu Qu and Jiang Fu didn't even intend to reminisce about the old days. They just sat in their respective positions and looked at Zhao Heng, who was in unbearable pain, without saying a word.
The hall fell silent in an instant.
The shadow guards hiding above Zhao Heng's bedroom looked at each other in blank dismay.
They lay in ambush for a long time, staring at each other, and then turned their heads to look at Shuo Feng.
Shuofeng said that Miss Jiang is gentle and petite, well-behaved and soft, and she is the most delicate girl in the world.
This?
He poisoned Zhao Heng in front of Zhao Heng's personal guards, and even blackmailed him, not only asking Zhao Heng for 20,000 taels of gold, but also asking him for nine yuan of emperor's order...
Nine dollars, she can really speak.
Since the founding of Xuanwu, the emperor has not given a few yuan to his courtiers for the order of the emperor.
The Xuanwu Dynasty adds up to nearly three hundred years, and the emperors of all dynasties add up, and the total amount of emperor orders bestowed on their subjects is only four yuan?
The first time Miss Jiang opened her mouth was nine yuan, she was so bold, they liked it so much, huh huh.
but…
Why do they seem to have forgotten something important?
Suddenly, someone looked at Xie Cheng who was lying in ambush above Zhao Heng's bedroom with them, looked at his blood-stained legs, and said in a low voice, "Master, Miss Jiang seems to be fine here, what do you want?" Why don't you go back first?"
The other shadow guard nodded and echoed, "Yes, you should go back first, with us here, Miss Jiang will definitely be fine."
Xie Cheng didn't speak, he lowered his eyes, as if he didn't know the pain, quietly looked down, without saying a word.
The lifted tiles were set aside.
Shuofeng came over quietly, looked at Xie Cheng and said in a low voice, "General, you should go back, this old injury is just a strain, it just came here yesterday, and it happened again today, and she bleed so much, if Miss Jiang I know, I'm afraid it will hurt again."
Xie Cheng's eyes flickered, and his slender fingers took the tiles thrown aside, covered them again, and said, "If something happens to her..."
Shuo Feng quickly raised his finger to make an oath, and said, "No, no, if something happens to Miss Jiang, we will draw our swords and kill ourselves."
Xie Cheng glanced at him, turned over and went down.
Other shadow guards around: "?"
He just went down like this?
Just leave?
Could it be because of the phrase "If Miss Jiang finds out, I'm afraid she will feel distressed again"?
No way no way?
Could this kind of thing really be done by their general?
Shuo Feng leaned on it, thought for a while, and quickly poked the person beside him, "Go down and accompany me!"
"No need, I'll stay here to protect Miss Jiang, our general hasn't suffered any injuries, and Eleven is still waiting outside..."
"Girl Jiang wants you to protect her?"
"That's right, go down quickly, does Miss Jiang need your protection?"
The shadow guard could only go down from the roof with tears in his eyes, and went to find Xie Cheng.
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Xie Cheng didn't plan to go back directly, he was waiting at the gate of the palace on Eleventh, he just went back to the gate and took a wheelchair before entering the palace.
The blood on the leg was gurgling, and it hurt a little, but I still couldn't worry about her.
And Shen Rulan also found the imperial physician as quickly as possible, and brought the imperial physician into the palace together.
"Physician Liu, hurry up, the emperor is still waiting."