King Leng Chasing His Wife: The Maid in the Tongfang Runs With the Ball

Chapter 840 Assassination
At this time, the daughter of the minister in the main hall had finished playing.

She performed very well, and everyone applauded and applauded.

I don't know who said it:
"The son of the servant of the Ministry of Justice, Mr. Liu is a man of both civil and military skills. I heard that his sword dance is very good. Why don't you ask him to give us a dance."

When everyone heard the words, they responded one after another.

The Supreme Emperor seemed to be looking forward to it, as he was also good at martial arts, so he looked at Mr. Liu with a smile.

"Then please invite Liu Aiqing's young master to give us a sword dance!"

When the Supreme Emperor gave an order, Liu Shilang nodded hastily.

At this time, a boy in his early twenties came up, holding a long sword in his hand and began to dance on the stage.

Lin Jiumian sat in the position of the queen, and next to him was Jun Wumo's substitute.

Jun Wumo's stand-in picked up the wine glass and put it to his mouth, took a sip in a decent way, but took this opportunity to say softly:

"This man is coming after you."

Lin Jiumian hooked the corners of his lips, and also picked up the wine glass and covered it with his sleeve as if he wanted to drink water.

In fact, whispered: "Why is it directed at me and not at you?"

The stand-in said: "Because I am a sick child, it is much easier to deal with it, but you are different."

"Now you are the only stumbling block on his way to success."

Lin Jiumian smiled, put down the wine glass and said nothing.

When the sword dance was about to end, as expected, the young man made a flying posture with a long sword in his hand.

There was a 360-degree rotation in front of everyone, and then a sword stabbed Lin Jiumian.

Lin Jiumian didn't seem to think that the sword was really coming towards her.

Seeing that the sword was about to approach, Lin Jiumian had a look of panic on his face.

At this time, she wanted to hide, but it seemed that she couldn't.

Seeing this, Jun Wumo wanted to come to the rescue, but because of too much force, he fell to the ground with a plop.

Everyone knew that Jun Wumo was basically useless now.

Lin Jiumian failed to dodge, the sword had pierced her chest, she stared blankly at the person in front of her, her face full of horror and disbelief.

The next moment he fell to the ground, and blood gushed out.

Everyone was in chaos.

The Supreme Emperor was overjoyed when he saw this, and said, "Come here."

With his order, countless guards rushed in.

These guards are wearing golden helmets and armors, and golden masks. They are the royal guards in the palace, Jin Wuwei.

After the Jinwu Guard entered the arena, all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were silent, but their faces were all serious.

They almost guessed something, it really is going to be a palace change today.

Jun Ziran walked in front of Lin Jiumian, and saw that Lin Jiumian was already exhaling more air than inhaling.

He said coldly: "You woman has occupied the palace for so long, even if I am sitting on this throne, I still have to obey your orders."

"Now is the time to clean you up."

"Come on!"

"Pass down my order. Jun Wumo and Lin Jiumian are holding Yu Zhengzhen between them. The throne was also obtained by improper means. Now I will change the chaos and kill the two rebels on the spot."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the Jinwu guards behind him rushed over and surrounded them tightly.

Lin Jiumian turned around and asked in a weak voice, "How long have you been planning this?"

Jun Ziran said coldly: "Since you took the throne, I have been planning."

Lin Jiumian nodded and asked again: "Before that, you acted like you were cooperating with us, and even wanted us to deal with the Holy Land, but you were playing tricks on yourself!"

(End of this chapter)