AWB Chapter 242 Let Her Go
Chapter 242 Let Her Go
However, she did indeed take an arrow to the shoulder, but fortunately she had already reached the palace gate and could escape!
Ignoring the barbs on the arrowhead, she pulled it out and threw it on the ground, blood and flesh still attached.
He stared at Wu Ziyan with a sinister look in his eyes, even wanting to stab her again.
Wu Ziyan may not be good at much else, but he is good at escaping.
He disregarded his appearance, his crown askew and his hair disheveled.
He clutched his neck and ran to the side, while the other imperial guards rushed forward.
The people outside rushed in and a chaotic battle ensued, with corpses piled up on both sides.
Sima Zongcheng mounted her swift horse, and even the archers couldn't catch up with her.
She didn't care whether all the Deadpools behind her were dead or not; as long as she escaped the city, she would still have a chance to fight back!
"Chase!"
"Stop chasing her, just let her go."
Changsun Boluan chased after her to the palace gate. She usually didn't speak, but this was to convey the Empress's decree.
The Empress has ordered us to stop pursuing them? What does that mean? Since we're not going to pursue them anymore, let's deal with these people in front of us first.
Several hundred assassins; the Imperial Guard was almost evenly matched with them.
What happened today is destined to become a palace secret, and the common people will not know anything about it.
The ministers who witnessed all of this will also remain silent; who would dare to speak out? It would be a capital offense.
Sima Zongcheng rode at full speed, only to encounter her two good sons on the road!
You couldn't see even the slightest bit of worry in their eyes.
Instead, they treated it like a passerby, showing no interest whatsoever.
She was accompanied by several guards, who probably knew she was going to leave the city by this road, so they were deliberately standing there to see her make a fool of herself.
She had no way out and no guarantee of safety. Since the two of them appeared on the road, she couldn't be blamed!
While pausing, he reached out and grabbed Sima Linchuan's hand, forcibly pulling him onto the horse.
Nobody expected this. Her shoulder was already injured. Was this the power that bursts forth when a person is in despair?
Sima Lingchuan felt a pain in his shoulder as if it were about to dislocate, and forcibly pulled her in front of him.
He shouted, "Mother, what are you doing? Stop being so stubborn!"
"When did it become your place to lecture me!"
The horse's speed never slowed down, scaring the people who had just set up their stalls into a frenzy, leaving the streets in a mess.
"Mother, please don't insist on doing things your own way!"
"So you want me dead? Well, she already said she'd exterminate my entire family, and you're my son, so you won't survive either!"
She was somewhat frantic, but the horse's speed did not stop.
When she reached the city gate, no soldiers stopped her.
After Sima Lingchuan was kidnapped, the spies from the Holy Martial Division went back to report to Mo Baiyun.
But he is currently injured, so let's tell Wu Ziyan the news first.
The fighting at the city gate had just subsided a little, and Wu Ziyan was still clutching his injured neck.
Seeing Chu Qiu approaching, she quickly ran behind him to hide, showing absolutely no ladylike manners.
Chu Qiu gripped the sword tightly in his hand, seeing a trail of blood flowing from her neck.
If it were an ordinary person, they might have cut an artery, but she avoided it all.
When he turned around and looked at her more closely, he saw two lines of tears on her face. It hurt!
As the saying goes, a deep cut may not hurt as much, but a shallow cut is like being pricked by needles in your fingers, a pain that reaches your heart!
She cried? She cried again? What's wrong with her?
Chu Qiu was in a bit of a panic when, just then, one of the death servants threw out his knife before he died, and it flew towards them.
Chu Qiu seemed to hear the sound, raised his hand and raised his sword to block, the impact making his hand tremble.
The knife clattered to the ground. Border conflicts are frequent, so this little incident is nothing.
Chu Qiu's sword sheath fell to the ground, its cold light flashing.
A man who rushed forward clutched his neck, slowly knelt down, and gushed blood from his mouth.
"Leave it to them, we'll hide in the back."
Wu Ziyan said this with a straight face and pulled Chu Qiu back.
The civil officials were all shocked by her actions; she even managed to make a grand escape!
Wu Chengji had wanted to tell her to leave first when he saw that she was injured, but he hadn't said it yet.
She walked to the back, rubbing her forehead, but then turned around and threw a knife, which pierced the chest of a Deadpool!
Before long, all the assassins were killed, and the imperial guards quickly cleared the palace gates.
At this moment, Qi Zexuan and Qi Zeyun, who were still in the inner palace, saw this scene.
He was still secretly glad that he hadn't cooperated with Sima Zongcheng back then.
Otherwise, they might also be a corpse at the palace gate.
Chu Qiu was simply being pulled back by Wu Ziyan, and he only saw the wound on her shoulder.
Blood must have seeped out again, and she only stopped when she hid behind the ministers and was almost at the entrance of the main palace.
"It should be safe here, thank goodness you're here."
"But Your Highness was still injured."
"This injury was inflicted by someone else, not you. I never expected you to be so skilled with a sword and an arrow. You truly deserve to be called a general!"
"Your Highness's neck..."
Because Chu Qiu's eyes were always filled with tears when she looked at Wu Ziyan.
Could it be that you're deeply saddened by learning about past events, and that's why you're trying to change the subject and ask about them?
"My neck is fine, it just hurts. I'll put some medicine on it and bandage it up, and it should be fine."
But she held his hand tightly, and he could feel her body trembling through physical contact; she was afraid.
"Nonsense, who wouldn't be scared? That's a cold knife against your neck." Chu Qiu patted her head.
"Your Highness, do not be afraid, I am here."
She nodded, just about to say something sentimental.
Then she saw Hibari from the Holy Warriors arrive; it was the same Hibari she knew.
"A lark?" Chu Qiu thought she was talking about a bird, so he looked up at the sky, but there was no lark there.
But then a man knelt on the ground before him: "My lord, the master of Lingchuan has been kidnapped by Sima Zongcheng!"
Wu Ziyan was full of question marks. "Great! Great! So, these favorability-boosting tasks keep coming one after another, huh!"
"How were you kidnapped?"
“Sima Zongcheng went mad on the street.”
She exchanged a glance with Chu Qiu; they needed to deal with matters in the palace first.
With things getting this big, she couldn't just abandon this mess and go find Sima Lingchuan first.
Moreover, Sima Zongcheng kidnapped him to take him hostage, didn't he?
So there's probably no danger for the time being.
The area in front of the palace gates had been completely cleared, and the ministers were kneeling in the hall.
The empress did not leave her throne even for a moment, as if she were watching everything that was happening before her eyes as a play.
The atmosphere became awkward. Sima Zongcheng had fled, while Wu Chengye remained kneeling on the ground.
Those officials associated with Sima Zongcheng were now sweating profusely and trembling with fear.
The Empress spoke again: "My ministers, regarding Sima Zongcheng's matter, those who confess will be treated leniently, but if the truth is found, they will be executed without mercy!"
With a thud, one person knelt down, and then several more knelt down in succession.
They all had close ties with Sima Zongcheng, but they really didn't get involved in any of these things!