The black-bellied princess plays the prince

Chapter 68
Even Chu Bo won't go to the battlefield in person, why does he do this, what is the reason for his persistence?
I can't figure it out.

I became an assassin because there was no other way for me to go. He was already the son of King Jin, so why would he take the risk by himself?
I saw him swiping his saber and beheading the bearded general. Even though the gemstone inlaid on the saber was in the mist, it was dazzling and shining...which revealed his identity even more.

But when he raised the knife with one hand, he won the applause of the surrounding soldiers, and someone shouted, "The prince is a thousand years old."

As soon as he called out, the other soldiers also shouted, and this exhausted army seemed to be injected with vitality, and rushed to kill the Chu army. Originally, the Chu army outnumbered the Jin army, but this charge made Chu The army was in chaos and scattered in all directions.

What he wanted was the support of these civilian soldiers, and I suddenly understood.

Only with their support can the position he picked up be solid and stable, but the king of Jin doesn't understand this, and the queen of Jin doesn't understand it even more. Therefore, Li Zeyu can get the support of countless civilians in the state of Jin, but under the support of the nobles of the Jin Dynasty In his eyes, he was a shameless but frightening existence.

This is the reason why he tried his best not to reveal his traces and overdrawn his own life.

Wielding his saber, he beheaded another general under his horse, but at this moment, the sound of gold ringing suddenly sounded, and the sound of horns and trumpets was mixed with it, and the Chu army retreated like a tide, but the surrounding lights Suddenly all the lanterns went out.

This is the secret code for the assassination of the assassination battalion.

I raised my breath and rushed towards the direction where Li Zeyu was just now. My inner strength was at its peak, and I heard the whistling wind from my belt around me. The people from the Assassin Battalion had all been mobilized.

Finally, I could clearly see the man surrounded by the guards ten feet away, the gold-plated silver armor shone slightly... But at this moment, the light emitted by more silver weapons rushed towards him like shooting stars. Shoot them over, these are weapons of assassination, every one of them will seal the throat with blood, I didn't have time to remind, I tiptoed, rushed forward, stopped in front of him, and swung the long sword in my hand airtightly, Those hidden weapons bounced back, and the howls of Chu soldiers came from the thick fog.

Suddenly, someone broke through the air, and my vision was blocked by the thick fog. I didn't see clearly until the point of the sword was in front of me. It was Gu Shao.

When he saw it was me, he was taken aback, temporarily withdrew his sword, and said in surprise, "Pavilion Master, why did you...?"

I stabbed with my sword, originally aiming at his heart, but in the end it only pierced half a point into his shoulder, "Gu Shao, I am no longer Prince Chu's man."

He stood under the horse with his hands on his shoulders, staring blankly at me, "But what should I do, my subordinates follow the pavilion master..."

He stopped, but it doesn't mean that other people will also stop. There are many new faces in the assassination battalion, obviously recruited by Chu Bo himself. Hu Jia's voice became more urgent, and those people flashed out of the thick fog like ghosts. He usually attacked us, but Li Zeyu was silent behind me. I sat in front of him and asked anxiously, "How are you doing?"

A faint gasp came from the steel mask: "You, why did you come...?"

I heard his heavy panting, the sound of swallowing in his throat, the smell of blood in his nose, he was swallowing the blood gushing out of his mouth into his stomach.

He asked me why I came!
I said: "The antidote you gave me is missing a medicine..."

He smiled twice in the mask: "Really?"

While speaking, a sword pierced through the fog, and there was a metallic sound like a wheel spinning. This is a full moon scimitar that can kill people a hundred meters away. The chains are connected, and dozens of people come from all directions with scimitars, which can seal all the escape routes of people without leaving any dead ends. When the sword comes, it can split people into countless small pieces in an instant.

Therefore, this weapon is also called torture.

No one can avoid it.

I held the sword in front of Li Zeyu, and felt my fingers trembling slightly for the first time. He felt it, "Is it powerful? This weapon?"

"kindness."

"Why are you coming?"

"I've said it all. You gave the antidote wrongly. I'm a person who will take revenge. I hate people lying to me the most. I can't let you die. If you are dead, who am I going to complain about?"

He laughed twice, "Fool."

The chain is rattling, the scimitar is spinning, and just waiting for the whistle to sound, they will come from all directions. Although this kind of weapon is powerful, everyone must cooperate very well. The chains will be mixed together, and the whole formation will be chaotic.

At this moment, the only way to find the leader is to kill him in one fell swoop so that he cannot issue orders.

As soon as I moved, I wanted to jump up, Li Zeyu coughed lightly, "That's fine, we can die together, God treats me well, on the way to Huangquan, you are with me..."

The mask on his face trembled slightly, and I suddenly understood why he wanted to join the war regardless of life and death. Only this honor is the only thing in this world worthy of his nostalgia. Even if it is death, he must die on the battlefield. In the deep palace.

From the first day he entered the palace, he understood that he did not belong to the deep palace, but that was the only way to avoid becoming anyone's puppet.

"How can we die? I've always been the only one who let others die!" I smiled slightly, and with a sudden struggle, I broke away from his hand, followed the sound of the whistle, and rushed straight into the dense fog. The dense fog was endless and wet. The water vapor covered the whole sound, making the whole person sink in it, with no direction, as if it would never go out, the whistle became clearer and clearer, but it flickered from left to right, disturbing my ears and making it difficult for me to distinguish North, south, east and west.

I didn't know this skill before, and my heart sank. Although Chu Bo is the crown prince, he is also a master assassin. It's just that he rarely has the chance to do it. No one will know that he is very talented. The death of the beauty in the Chu Palace was all due to his organization and layout, and this sound-disturbing technique was his masterpiece... If he operated it himself, we would have no chance.

But after a while, the whistle from east to west stopped in one direction. I was overjoyed and charged forward. The whistle suddenly became sharp. When I woke up, there was a figure in the thick fog ten steps away. Standing upright, he held a bone whistle in his hand and blew it slowly. When he saw me coming, he took off the bone whistle and smiled slightly: "You are finally here."

Chubo?

he alone?
My doubts deepened, and I heard that the whistle did not stop, and my heart sank, "You knew I was coming?"

"You should go home..." He smiled softly, "Why follow a dead person? Saving people is not your forte."

There was a wind blowing, and the dense fog was blown away a little, revealing the soldiers with iron stomachs and silver armor within a hundred meters. When the wind stopped, the dense fog completely covered those soldiers again.

This is a trap that has been laid long ago, just for me.

Ten steps away, he stretched out his hand to me, "Xiaomei, as long as you come back to me, you will still be you."

"In Jinwang Palace, why didn't you deal with me?" I asked him in a low voice.

The mist swirled across his face, covering his face in half-darkness, "There are many people around me, but few, and you are the few people."

With his cold nature, he was very merciful to Ye Xiao and me. He opened one eye and closed one eye... I walked towards him slowly, took five steps in front of him, and knelt down: "Please let me go!" I'm going."

His eyes were cold: "Die with him?" He looked at me, "I never asked you to kneel, and you never kneeled to anyone, for him? You are really promising!"

The fog was getting thicker and thicker. I closed my eyes. The dew clung to my eyelashes and stuck to my forehead. It was so wet that I came out of the water, but there was not a trace of it on his navy blue ice silk robe. The sense of water in the son seems to be still in the deep palace of Huajin, surrounded by Cuiyu Huating.

"What do you want, do you agree? What do you want me to do?"

He sighed softly, put his hand on my forehead, and brushed my wet hair behind my ears: "Can you replace him?"

I looked up and stared straight at him, "So, I just beg you to let me go."

It is impossible to ask him to let Li Zeyu go, I have no bargaining chips in my hand, what he is planning is a kingdom, what can I get in exchange?
"You begged me to let you live and die with him?" He grinned slightly, "I built you myself to let you kill others, but now you beg me for death?"

"This subordinate should be damned..." His eyes were like ice knives, I didn't avoid them, and looked straight at him, "My lord, this subordinate has been with you since I was eight years old. After the age of eight, he trains hard every day to kill people for the master. The subordinates have never played games that ordinary children play. Only he has played with me... The subordinates are as follows Huang Quan, I am willing to play with him all the things that I have never played before. My lord, this is the last wish of my subordinates. The rules of the Qifeng Pavilion. Reason, will help him achieve a wish, this is the wish of the subordinate."

His eyes were like deep mist, Su Er closed his eyes, and slowly took out a delicate wooden box from his sleeve, the wooden box was inlaid with gold and silver, it was extremely gorgeous, "Do you know what this is?"

"If you can get the ten-day powder from your own hands, the subordinates will die without regret."

He opened the lid, took out the bright red pill inside, and put it in my palm, I flipped my palm, threw the pill into my mouth, and knelt down to him: "Thank you, my lord."

In the past, I seldom called him the lord, and I seldom called myself a subordinate. This kind of address has left us no room for rebirth.

Between us, there is only life and death.

I turned around and left, listening to him sigh deeply behind me, "I have stared and closed my eyes several times, why do you always challenge my limit?"

I paused, "Does my lord know my background?"

He said slowly: "If you want, you can stand side by side with me. You are a princess and should have a noble status."

(End of this chapter)