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Chapter 193 A match made in heaven

Jing Moye stretched out his hand to protect Feng Shuying in his arms and looked behind the door coldly.

This scene was so familiar. When he took Feng Shuying to the Feng Lai Palace for a banquet, the Heavenly Master had set an ambush at the door.

That time was extremely dangerous. If she hadn't reacted quickly, he might have fallen into the Heavenly Master's trap.

He thought this time was the same as that time, his eyes were full of wariness.

Feng Shuying reached out and pinched his waist, winking at him.

He was stunned for a moment, not knowing what she was going to do.

She quickly took out a silver needle, blocked everyone's view with her body, and pierced his arm.

Jing Moye: "..."

Feng Shuying said in a panic the next moment: "My lord, are you okay?"

"Come quickly, there are hidden weapons!"

She shouted, her whole body blocking Jing Moye's face.

Jing Moye: "..."

If he hadn't seen her stab him with a needle, he might have believed it.

He immediately understood what she meant, which was to take a preemptive strike and prevent anyone from setting the pace in front of them.

Entering the palace today makes it clear that there is a tough battle to be fought, and whoever strikes first will have the initiative.

And the way she was protecting him right now, no matter who saw her, would have to praise her for her deep love for him.

Jing Moye always knew that most of the time there was no truth in her mouth, but today he had to cooperate with her in lying. This feeling was a bit new.

The eunuch who led them in panicked for a moment. The royal guard at the door heard the cry for help and rushed in.

Feng Shuying said to Jing Moye: "My lord, just take something and throw it at the left side of the attic."

Jing Moye's martial arts skills were far superior to Feng Shuying's, but he didn't feel anyone in the attic.

But he knew that her Xuanmen magic was very good. If someone used Xuanmen magic to block the breath, he wouldn't be able to feel it.

Without hesitation, he reached out and pulled out the hairpin from her head, and swung it up to the attic with skillful force.

The next moment, someone groaned and fell from above.

Jing Moye's eyes flashed, he glanced at Feng Shuying and gave her a thumbs up.

She blinked at him again, and then exclaimed: "It's bleeding! Someone, come quickly, come and save the prince!"

Even if Jing Moye's status is embarrassing, he is still a prince conferred by Emperor Zhaoyuan, and his status is noble.

Emperor Zhaoyuan had to maintain his image of a kind and good uncle in front of others. He and Concubine Xu looked at each other and hurried over: "What's going on?"

As soon as the eunuch in charge saw him coming, he hurriedly stood in front of him: "Escort me! Escort me!"

The imperial study room, which was originally a bit messy, became a mess when Emperor Zhaoyuan came over.

The guards at the door rushed over, and they all guarded Emperor Zhaoyuan.

The man who fell from the attic raised his hands and said: "I am not an assassin, I am Shi Song, the right envoy of Qin Tianjian!"

Shi Song was wearing a Taoist uniform, and the Imperial Forest Army's knife was on his neck. He was about to pee with fear!

Feng Shuying said fiercely: "Shi Song, you are so brave, you dare to ambush the royal study and assassinate the prince!"

At first glance, this seems absurd:
Who doesn't want to live so much that he goes to the royal study to ambush and kill Jing Moye?
After all, it would be much more convenient to kill Jing Moye outside the palace than inside the palace. Among other things, the palace was very tightly guarded and no one could enter at all.

Shi Song said anxiously: "I'm not, I didn't!" Feng Shuying pointed to the silver needle on Jing Moye's arm and said: "The evidence is right in front of you, how dare you deny it!"

Jing Moye said cooperatively: "You said you did not assassinate my king. Why are you, an official of Qintian Prison, in the attic of the Royal Study?"

"I remember that there seemed to be no bookshelf where you fell just now, and there was nothing else except the beams."

Shi Song: "..."

He originally wanted to say that he was here to check the calendar books due to Emperor Zhaoyuan's order today, but now Jing Moye blocked his words.

Jing Moye said coldly: "How dare you defend me? If Shuying hadn't reacted quickly, I would have died under your hidden weapon."

Feng Shuying glanced at the needle stuck in Jing Moye's arm and felt that it was unlikely that the needle could kill him.

But that's not the point. The point is that there is a needle stuck in his arm.

After all, they were searched when they entered the palace, and dangerous items were not allowed into the palace, so the needle could only have been injected into him by someone else.

At this moment, Shi Songming knew that he had been wronged, but he couldn't defend himself.

He cried to Emperor Zhaoyuan: "Your Majesty, I don't know where the needle on King Chu's body came from. I just... just..."

He wanted to say that he was just following Emperor Zhaoyuan's orders and hiding in the attic so he could control things.

It's just that this matter is impossible to talk about openly.

Feng Shuying said to Shi Song with tears in her eyes: "How dare you deny it in the face of irrefutable evidence!"

After she finished speaking, she said to Jing Moye: "Your Majesty, I heard before that since the late Emperor's great power, some officials in the court have changed their ways to bully you."

"I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it! These traitorous ministers are so audacious that they dare to come to the palace to ambush the prince!"

"Do they still have the emperor in their eyes?"

Emperor Zhaoyuan's expression was not good. Such a commotion had completely disrupted his rhythm.

Of course he didn't believe that Shi Song had the guts to assassinate Jing Moye, but it wasn't about whether he believed it or not, but now that he had the so-called ironclad evidence.

And he had to play the role of a kind uncle in front of Jing Moye. He said coldly: "Come here, take him to me and investigate him closely in Dali Temple!"

Shi Song originally thought that he would be able to make a great contribution today, but now the whole thing is going completely different from what he expected.

He could only kneel on the ground and shout: "Your Majesty, I was wronged!"

Emperor Zhaoyuan ignored him, and he was quickly taken away by the imperial guards.

Emperor Zhaoyuan walked up to Jing Mo Ye and asked with concern: "Ye'er, are you okay? Come, please go and ask for the imperial doctor."

Jing Moye said softly: "Thank you for your concern, uncle. I'm fine."

Concubine Xu walked out from the side and scolded Feng Shuying: "In my opinion, Ye'er will be injured because of you, the broomstick!"

This sentence should have been foreshadowed by other things and then said.

Now that she was talking about Jing Moye's injury, she could barely explain it, but it made her feel a little more arrogant.

Feng Shuying said very aggrievedly: "Yes, yes, it's all my fault."

"It's my fault that the prince is unwell, and it's also my fault that the prince was assassinated."

"I just wish I could become extremely powerful and be able to block all disasters and endure all sufferings for the prince."

After she finished speaking, she said to Jing Moye with tears in her eyes: "But I don't have such ability, I am not worthy of the prince."

"My marriage to the prince is a gift from His Majesty, so even though I know I am not worthy, I have been working hard to get closer to the prince!"