Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 346 Assassination
A cottage in the mountains.

Yuan Xu boarded the Yijia with a serious face.

The fingertips holding on to the armrest trembled so badly that he could hardly find his own voice, "Let's go, let's go..."

The curtains were rolled up, and the oncoming cold wind made him slightly awake.

Sikong Chen said that his father didn't want him to inherit the throne at all.

If he really killed the emperor, he would definitely lose the hearts of the court officials and the people of the world.

This is the father paving the way for his beloved son.

Sikongchen said, only by finding out who the emperor father favored, and then killing that person, can he, Yuan Xu, inherit the throne...

Is murder enough?
The man closed his eyes in pain.

The mountain wind suddenly stopped.

Two shadows descended from the sky with sharp knives in their hands, killing without explanation.

"There are assassins! Protect the prince!"

Dozens of Eastern Palace guards were in a mess, and they all took up positions to protect Yuan Xu.

The lantern fell and the flames shattered.

Yijia swayed and fell to the ground, Yuan Xu hurriedly got up, and saw the masked man in black coming through the air!

The moonlight is like water, and the eyes of the man in black are reflected on the sharp blade, like peach blossoms dipped in blood, very cold!
Yuan Xu's face turned pale with fright, he fell to the ground, and hurriedly backed away.

Xiao Tingchen's knife is close at hand!

The moment he chopped off the crown prince's head, the bloody wind roared!
It comes with the first snow of this winter.

A ray of internal force was mixed in the blood wind, and it struck Xiao Tingchen's blade crisply, forcing his blade to deviate by ten inches, barely scratching Yuan Xu's arm.

His Royal Highness, the pampered prince since he was a child, has never shed blood. Now that his arm was scratched with a knife, he immediately rolled on the floor in pain, crying for his father and mother.

Xiao Tingchen failed in one blow, turned around and retreated with Xie Rongjing.

however--

The withered vegetation in the mountains seemed to have completely lost their life.

All the surrounding scenery began to fade, the wind stopped and the trees were quiet, time seemed to stop at this moment, even Xiao Tingchen and Xie Rongjing couldn't take half a step.

A white-faced, beardless middle-aged man, with a red-haired spider lying on his shoulder, walked slowly through the wind and snow.

He was wearing a servant uniform, and a gold silk inlaid jade belt made him tall and slender, with a frown and a smile, revealing a feminine and weird beauty.

He nodded towards Yuan Xu, "I am sorry for the delay in saving you, Your Highness."

"Excuse me, forgive me! Get these two people arrested by Bengong!" Yuan Xu cried hard and was supported by two guards to stand up, "They stabbed Bengong, they actually stabbed Bengong! It hurts so much Oh, how much blood must be shed!"

As he spoke, he blew on the wound on his shoulder and cried even more aggrieved.

Contempt flashed across Wu Song's eyes, but his face remained respectful, "As Your Highness wishes."

The thick-soled satin soap boots with embroidered patterns stepped on the dry grass and approached Xiao Tingchen and Xie Rongjing step by step.

"Our family has lived in the palace for many years, and we have never seen such audacious people as the two of you. Our family is very curious, who are the two of you, who dare to assassinate the prince... the crime of killing the nine clans, can you bear it ?”

He stood still in front of Xiao Tingchen.

Xiao Tingchen mobilized his whole body's internal strength, but he couldn't even move his fingertips.

This great eunuch named Wu Song is really amazing!

Wu Song smiled, and stretched out his hand to remove his black mask.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute sounded from the depths of the mountains.

Xiao Tingchen narrowed his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, there are jagged plum blossoms next to the mountain road.

The plum blossoms, which were supposed to be motionless, slowly trembled down their branches.

(End of this chapter)