Chapter 173 King of Wei was assassinated

The gates of Jiaotai Hall opened one after another, and the cold wind blew towards him. Yuwen Qinglan, who walked out of the warm inner hall, was stimulated by the cold wind, and suddenly felt a slight dizziness. He held his forehead and sat slowly on the dragon chaise in the hall. He took a few deep breaths. When the dizziness disappeared, he opened his eyes and looked at the messenger officer who was kneeling on his highness.

What urgent reports are there in advance?

His Majesty,

The instructor's face was extremely solemn. His Highness, while patrolling the border, was unfortunately assassined in the chest and was seriously injured!

What!

Yuwen Qinglan was so shocked that she stood up suddenly from the chair. What is the situation of King Wei now?

The assassin was extremely vicious, and the dagger he assassinated was highly poisonous. His Highness, King of Wei, still unconscious...

Yuwen Qinglan's body trembled and almost couldn't stand steadily. He pressed his temple hard, forcing himself to calm down, and asked again: King Wei is alert and has a strong martial arts skills. How could he be easily plotted against by the assassin? What kind of poison did the assassin use?

The emperor's problem hit him like a cannon. The messenger was calm and thought for a moment: Your Highness is indeed very skilled in martial arts, and it is impossible for ordinary assassins to approach. Since he arrived at the border, Rouran sent assassins many times to assassin, but they all returned in vain. But this time, the other party actually sent a female assassin...

Oh? What's special about this female assassin?

Well…

The messenger wanted to speak but stopped, and secretly looked up at the emperor

Why hesitate? But it doesn’t matter!

Yuwen Qinglan said unhappy

The messenger gritted his teeth and kowtowed hard. His head hit the hard floor, making a loud sound: Your Majesty, please forgive me for being nonsense. I heard that the female assassin looked like a noble man in the palace.

Yuwen Qinglan had a vague premonition and narrowed her eyes dangerously: Who do you look like?

Like... like the concubine

After the messenger said it risked his life, he lay on the ground with a profuse, not daring to let out a slight sensation.

The hall was filled with silence like death, and the depressed breath filled the air

Yu Ling lies quietly in the warm tent of the inner hall. The instructor's voice is loud, so she can hear the questions and answers between the monarch and the ministers clearly.

When she heard the news that King Wei was stabbed to death, her heart seemed to be hit hard, her chest was so stuffy, and an inexplicable sadness rose up. She couldn't stop her from exploring why this happened. Then she heard the messenger saying that the reason why the assassin was able to succeed was because he looked like him, Yu Ling could no longer hold it up, and she sat up suddenly, and her ears were rumbling, and she could no longer hear the following words. Her chest was so painful that it was about to tear apart, and she could hardly breathe.

Yu Ling sat naked in the tent, stunned for a while, suddenly felt a cold face on her face. She subconsciously stretched out her hand and was covered with tears in her hands.

I actually cried? I was crying for an unrelated man, and my heart was so painful. How could this happen? But the feeling of sorrow could not be curbed, and it came so righteously, as if I should have been born like this

Her tears kept flowing like a flood that opened the gate. After being wiped out, they flowed out automatically. It seemed that the heart-wrenching pain could never dry up and the heart-wrenching pain drowned her. Even Yuwen Qinglan didn't realize it when she walked back.

Yuwen Qinglan lifted the tent, but saw Yu Ling with black hair scattered, sitting naked, half of her body, her pale pretty face full of tears, and she looked heartbroken, and she was slightly stunned. She didn't know whether it was sour or astringent in her heart. She could only stare at her in a daze.

Qing... Qinglan...

Yu Ling sobbed and grabbed Yuwen Qinglan's sleeve. I...I don't know what's wrong with me? I just couldn't help but want to cry...

Yuwen Qinglan felt soft and hugged her in her arms with pity, and said softly: Stop crying, be good... I have ordered the imperial physician who is skilled in traditional Chinese medicine to rush to Yumen Pass, and at the same time sent a secret guard to invite the Medicine King Wujizi to come out of the mountain. The sixth brother is the guitar of the human and the heavenly world, so there will be no problem...

Yuwen Qinglan murmured, as if comforting Yu Ling, as if comforting himself. He looked down at Yu Ling's lower tears and his snow-white body in his arms. The feeling in his heart was complicated and weird. He just turned his back and forth with his lover, but now he cried heartbroken for his brother, and he also wanted to comfort her softly. His originally heavy mood because of Yu Wen Zhentao's injury, became even heavier because of Yu Ling's abnormal reaction.

Yu Ling felt Yuwen Qinglan's discomfort, slowly raised her head, with red and swollen eyes, and choked: Yes... I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me... But please believe me, I have never had anything to do with King Wei, I am the only one in my heart... Qinglan, you must believe me!

Yuwen Qinglan stiffened her body and let Yu Ling hold him tightly, but she didn't say a word

Qinglan, don’t you believe in my innocence? In your heart, am I a woman with aphrodisiac? Since I have given you both my body and mind, how can I be so confused with other men? Qinglan, you are talking, please!

Yu Ling was crying like rain, and she couldn't cry. Yu Wen Qinglan was still in a daze. Her amber eyes had no focus and she aimlessly turned to other places. Yu Ling thought he was still suspicious of him. For a moment, she was discouraged and closed her eyes and hit the mahogany bed pillar!

Yuwen Qinglan was shocked, and her long arm quickly poked out. She pulled her into her arms the moment her forehead was about to hit the pillar, and shouted angrily: What are you doing?

Yu Ling was stunned by his roar, and then she felt sad, crying and struggling desperately: Since you don’t believe me, what’s the point of living? It’s better to die! Let me go... Woo...

Seeing Yu Ling's willingness to show his ambitions by death, Yu Wen Qinglan had already thrown her dissatisfaction out of the sky and said sympathetically: How could I not believe you? Sorry, I was distracted just now. In fact, I was worried about the war on the front line. My sixth brother is now injured and unconscious. The soldiers of the three armies are without a leader, while the hundreds of thousands of troops are eyeing them. The situation is not optimistic...

Yuwen Qinglan gently touched Yu Ling's soft black hair, his eyes full of reluctance: Ling'er, I think we have to separate for a while, I want to lead the troops to fight Rouran in person

No! Your leg injury hasn't healed yet!

Yuling's fierce opposition

The imperial physician said it was no longer a problem. Look, I could get out of bed and walk around just now? I was in bed just now. I lied to you. Baby, don’t be angry...

Yuwen Qinglan hugged Yuling tightly as if comforting

Yu Ling didn't care about being angry with him and deceived him to ask for pleasure. Instead, he was worried about his upcoming battle: Do you have to be the emperor in person? The court is full of civil and military talents. Isn't there anyone who can replace King Wei and share your worries?

Yuwen Qinglan shook his head seriously: Rouran has always been a major trouble in my northwestern border. It has been disturbed for a hundred years and cannot be prevented. Now it is already a severe winter. A blizzard has just fallen on the grassland. Rouran is seriously affected. Numerous cattle and sheep have frozen to death. So this time, the attack of the whole country is definitely not a small-scale civil and military force. Although there are capable ministers and tiger generals, except for the King of Wei, no one else is sure to stop Rouran's iron cavalry. Moreover, this time I also want to take advantage of their full opportunity to annihilate them in one fell swoop. Not to mention that I want to take advantage of the opportunity of their throngs, not only to avenge my sixth brother, but also to eradicate my great trouble. This is a one-time battle, so I have to go.

Yu Ling heard that he was so serious and full of passion. Even though he was reluctant to part with his beloved, he could not say anything against him. He could only look at his handsome and unparalleled face with affection.

Yuwen Qinglan was almost short of the hero by her tender gaze. She had gone on a battle countless times in the past. He thought he had been used to parting, but now he truly felt that it was so sad and heartbreaking. He hugged Yu Ling tightly in his arms, hugging her hard, as if he wanted to rub her into his flesh and blood.

Baby, stay in the palace obediently and wait for me to return triumphantly. When this time we eliminate our confidant enemies, we will stay together forever and never be separated. Do you think it is okay?

The writer's words: Thank you for the hydrangea of ​​Gardenia (so beautiful ^^) Thank you for the Ghost Story of the Chinese Girl, my little wave