Concubine Jing Hua: Domineering Nine Thousand Years Old

Chapter 252 The Murderous Way Back to Beijing

"You stay and protect the princess to go to Beijing, and I'll go back to Beijing alone!" Holding the note in the palm of his hand, Hua Zhiqian took a deep look at the painting on the table, and went into the inner room to change clothes.

The young master's hand is inconvenient, Jiuxi immediately went in to help, and continued to persuade: "Let the subordinate go back with you, and leave this place to Qiye!"

"You stay, or I don't worry."

Jiu Xi didn't understand: "My lord, it was King Ce who prevented you from going back to Qin Jing, why do you still protect his sister?"

"No matter what, Qin Mi is innocent. If I take her away, I will naturally bring her back safely." Hua Zhiqian said, "Besides, Qin Ce didn't really want to kill me. Not confident anymore."

"I'm just worried about your injury. If you encounter any ambushes on the way, you..." Jiuxi has followed Hua Zhiqian for many years, and he has always been aware of the young master's feelings for Miss Ye.

"It's okay." Hua Zhiqian put on his clothes, tied his injured arm tightly, took a painkiller, and strode out of the room.

At the door, they bumped into Qin Mi who looked unhappy.

"Brother Qian, are you going to leave Mi'er behind?" Qin Mi's tears welled up in her eyes, she was holding the wound medicine in her hand, presumably she was going to treat Hua Zhiqian's wound.

"Xiao Mi, Jiuxi will protect you when you go to Beijing, and the road ahead will be peaceful, don't worry." After Hua Zhiqian finished speaking, he passed Qin Mi without any regrets.

Qin Mi watched his figure disappear into the night, and with his disappearance, the tear finally slipped down and dripped on her hand.

She turned around and walked into Hua Zhiqian's room.

This is an ordinary inn in the suburbs. The condition is very poor. There is nothing in the room except tables, chairs and a wooden bed.

There was a half-painted painting on the table. The beauty in the painting had bright eyes and a beautiful appearance. A peach blossom hosta on her head was shiny and simple in shape but still majestic.

She has seen this jade hairpin, Ye Zhen Zhen often wears it.

"Princess, in fact, my son..." Jiuxi looked at Qin Mi's appearance and tried to persuade him.

"I know, the person he likes has always been Sister Zhen." Qin Mi smiled and wiped away tears, "Following him all the way to Donghua, it really didn't go in vain. In his palace, everywhere It’s the shadow of Sister Zhen, especially the Taoyuan.”

Jiuxi frowned deeply, he didn't talk much, and he didn't know how to persuade her now.

"But my brother also likes sister Zhen very much. My brother's temper is very bad, and brother Qian will definitely suffer." The more Qin Mi thought about it, the more she felt uneasy. She looked at Jiuxi, "The emperor's brother will definitely stand by and watch, even Fan the flames, when the time comes they..."

"My lord knows that well." Jiuxi didn't know how to comfort Qin Mi.

"Let's speed up too, we have to get to the capital as soon as possible." Qin Mi lost all expression and looked at Jiuxi fixedly.

Jiuxi nodded: "Your subordinate will make arrangements now, and we will leave early tomorrow morning!" After speaking, he turned and left the room.

Although Qin Mi felt a little sad in her heart, she didn't feel any jealousy or resentment, at most it was just envy.She sat in front of Hua Zhiqian, picked up a pen, and continued to add color to the half-painted picture...

The nearest road to Qin Jing is densely covered with thorns and more dangerous than before.

In the dark night, a black horse is galloping like an arrow that leaves the string, and flies away in the dust.

The wind blew the leaves, and the smell of weapons wafted in the air. Hua Zhiqian's ears moved slightly, his vigilance suddenly increased, and he clenched the reins tightly.

A tripping rope was pulled up from the ground, Hua Zhiqian grabbed the rein, the horse neighed, raised its front hooves, and jumped over.

What followed was a wave of arrows raining down from the sky, shooting directly at Hua Zhiqian.

Hua Zhiqian narrowed his eyes coldly, and pulled out the sharp sword from his waist. His hands moved very quickly, and the sword flower he rolled up blocked wave after wave of arrow rain.

The horse seemed to sense the danger, so it sped up, and soon rushed out of the formation of arrows.

However, the crisis did not pass, and the way forward was blocked by a dozen men in black.

"Woo--" Hua Zhiqian raised his hooves, looked coldly at a row of men in black standing in front of him, and his voice was extremely cold in the dark night, "Who are you from?"

The assassins tonight are not as good as before. They are sure to win and murderous, as if they can drive away the bright moon and roll up dark clouds.

A short man walked out of the men in black, his voice was rough and sinister, it was uncomfortable to hear, like a crow: "Prince Hua doesn't need to know who we are, you just need to know that we are waiting for your life people."

"Are you from Qin Zhao?" Hua Zhiqian clenched the cold sword with his right hand, and the rein with his injured left arm, and looked at the man in black in front of him expressionlessly, "Su Wentian Qin imperial family has a group of strong martial arts, good at All kinds of assassination and skillful hidden guards, you must be the head of the Hall of Assassins!"

The man in black was slightly startled, ignored Hua Zhiqian's words, and just raised his hand, and the man in black behind him rushed forward.

Hua Zhiqian kicked his feet and rose into the air on the back of his horse.The horse seems to have been used to this situation, running alone, away from this dangerous place.

When Hua Zhiqian landed, he was already surrounded by men in black and started fighting with them.He knew that these people were not Qin Ce's people, because Qin Ce didn't want him to die, at least at this time, he wouldn't want his life.

Right now, Ah Yao is poisoned, he has to go back before noon tomorrow, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

However, the people in the Killer Hall have high martial arts skills and are very good at coordinating formations. Even if they break through, they will be scarred.

Hua Zhiqian was dressed in white, stained red with blood, and he was merciless in his strikes.

The men in black fell down one after another, and rushed up one after another.

The short leader took a bow and arrow from the person next to him, stretched his arms and put on the bow, aiming at Hua Zhiqian in the battle.He squinted one eye, extruded a cold arc from the corner of his lips, loosened his right hand, and the sharp arrow was infused with internal strength, and it flew away through the wind.

The leader was ruthless, the arrow pierced through the chest of the man in black, without changing the speed or trajectory, it still flew towards Hua Zhiqian's heart...

In the Poppy Pavilion of Prince Ce's Mansion, a group of imperial physicians came out with sweaty heads and carrying medicine boxes, their faces were solemn and frightened, and there was also a sense of rejoicing for their survival after the catastrophe.

Poppy Pavilion never allowed anyone to enter, but today is an exception.

Qin Chenyan walked over in a hurry, followed by a group of ordinary people, all the doctors in the capital.

"Everyone line up, whoever cures Miss Ye's poison will be rewarded with a reward of ten thousand taels!" Qin Chenyan said to the doctors.

"Yes, the grassroots will definitely try their best." The doctors answered with their heads bowed, but they didn't have the confidence in their hearts.Even the royal doctors in the palace are helpless, what use can they be?Not to mention ten thousand taels of gold, Jinshan is useless.

Yun Xiu walked out of the room and frowned when she saw so many doctors: "My lord, are you sure you want to let them have a try?"

(End of this chapter)