The Princess of the Fairy Phoenix Road

Chapter 267 It's over! (2)
This is the order of the eldest grandson of the emperor, even if His Royal Highness wants to pursue it, it will not be counted on them.

Driven by interests, everyone was excited. The archers guarding the perimeter drew their bows and set their arrows together, and the others retreated quickly to give up the best view position.

"Brother, are you crazy?" Chu Xunyang exclaimed angrily.

But before she finished speaking, Chu Qihui curled the corners of his lips coldly with a ferocious face, raised his hand as a knife, and swung it down coldly involuntarily.

"shoot!"

One word, ruthless and decisive, with a trace of obvious madness and secret joy.

Chu Xunyang suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the carriage, before he could say anything—

Arrows rained like a forest, covering the sky and covering the direction of the carriage.

Qing Teng sat on the shaft of the car, and she forgot to move in fear, her face was completely pale.

At the very moment, Qing Luo, who was standing not far away, stomped her feet and flew over, throwing her from a high place to the ground, then rolled twice on the ground and dodged to the side.

Even so, a stray arrow still scratched Qingluo's thigh and cut a bloodstain.

Hundreds of archers all shot together.

However, the other six guards of the Eastern Palace who were guarding the carriage did not retreat in spite of the difficulties. Instead, they raised their swords to meet them without fear of death, trying to sweep away the densely packed cold arrows.

However, they were outnumbered, and before the archers drew their bows for the second time, a woman's miserable howl was heard in the carriage, it was shrill and sharp, and everyone who stabbed them felt their scalps go numb.

Chu Xunyang's face was livid, the spear in his hand fell with a bang, and he stared blankly at the direction of the carriage, as if he was too frightened to respond.

Chu Qihui saw it, with a victorious and triumphant smile on his face.

But it was only for a moment, and immediately he pretended to be sullen again.

At the same time, Yang Yunqing, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army who was protecting the emperor from the palace, had already rushed out on a fast horse, and shouted with a cold expression: "Who is shooting arrows here and disturbing His Majesty, how many heads do you have?"

While speaking, behind him there were already heavily armored imperial guards coming out with spears in their hands. Without any explanation, they had already surrounded the entire scene of the incident outside the city gate.

Chu Yi'an's expressionless guard rode his horse and walked out of the city gate beside the emperor's chariot.

Chu Qihui got off his horse without hesitation, walked over quickly, knelt down facing the emperor's chariot, and said in a generous and solemn tone: "Qihui welcomes the emperor's grandfather!"

Then he turned to Chu Yi'an to pay respects and said, "I've seen my father!"

Chu Yi'an's face was slightly cold, he glanced around in displeasure, and said in a deep voice, "You sent people to report to invite your father to leave the palace overnight, and you laid down an ambush here, what's the matter?"

"Father, my son has no other choice. Please forgive me, Father and Your Majesty!" Chu Qihui said, his face was as usual, but with a dignified air, he straightened his back and said to the emperor on the chariot, "Your Majesty, I have received a reliable The news is that someone is harboring the imperial court's intrusion that His Majesty ordered to arrest him, and intends to fish in troubled waters and send him out of the city secretly. Because the matter is of great importance, and he is afraid that he will startle the snake, that's why I dare not speak up and bring people here to intercept them secretly. Now people are stolen And won, please Your Majesty to come out of the palace and personally confirm the interrogation!"

The curtain hanging on the chariot had been opened, and the emperor was leaning on a soft couch with a tired expression, but there was a gloomy cold light in his eyes that was fleeting.

"Oh?" Then he said lightly, without looking very interested, "What kind of prisoner?"

"Yes——" Chu Qihui thought it was his chance to perform, and he cheered up and was about to say something. Chu Yi'an, who was standing next to him, had already taken two steps forward. Xunyang.

"Xunyang?" Chu Yi'an's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he gasped, a flash of wind and thunder flashed across his face.

Chu Qihui sneered in his heart——

Chu Xunyang did such a thing recklessly, this time even Chu Yi'an might not be able to favor her anymore, so that the reputation and status of the entire Eastern Palace would not be affected——

Father, he should also abandon that girl mercilessly!

"Father, please calm down, this matter—" Sighing, Chu Qihui looked a little regretful and sad.

But before he finished speaking, Chu Yi'an's expression sank suddenly, he got off his horse, separated him with a whip, and strode straight towards the carriage.

Chu Qihui was smug in his heart, but tried his best to control his expression, so as not to show his complacency.

Chu Yi'an strode over.

The people in the carriage should have been seriously injured, dripping blood was constantly falling from the crude carriage along the shaft and the gap at the bottom of the carriage.

Amid the smell of blood, the carriage looked rather disgusting.

"Your Highness, be careful of being hit!" A guard hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, but he staggered.

Chu Yi'an jumped into the car without saying a word, with a cold and serious look on his face, everyone thought that he was only worried about Chu Xunyang, and no one dared to persuade him.

But he jumped into the carriage, squatted half-bent on the shaft, and pushed aside the curtain on the door.

The space in the car was not large, and it was not as well equipped as ordinary aristocrats when they traveled. There was no furniture such as a table, and no lights were lit. The inside was originally pitch black. The situation is clear at a glance.

A few bundles were piled up in a corner, and a woman with slightly disheveled hair was leaning on the side. She was sitting, but her lower body was fine, but her upper body was covered with dense arrow wounds from the chest to the lower abdomen.

Blood rolled down from the wound, soaking the skirt on her body, and she sat crookedly in a pool of blood in a strange posture.

At that time, she was not completely dead, her eyes widened in horror, her breathing was weak, and blood kept spitting out from the corner of her mouth, her whole appearance looked extremely frightening.

"Ah—" When she saw her face clearly, there was a panting sound outside, especially those archers who were so majestic just a moment ago, their knees were so weak, and they fell to their knees one after another with pale faces. On the ground, trembling.

Chu Qihui couldn't even hide the inevitable look on his face, and suddenly took several steps back in fear.

"This-this-this-" His lips were pale, his eyes were wide open, the eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets, his eyes were bloodshot, and he pointed at the dying woman in the car with his fingertips trembling. But he couldn't say a complete sentence.

Chu Yi'an's face was gloomy, but he was very calm, and immediately reprimanded him in a cold voice: "Why don't you come over and help move people out?"

(End of this chapter)