Chapter 690: Shame

Feng Zhanggong took a deep breath and said, "Your Royal Highness Princess, when Ah Yao led people to rescue His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, I saw him fly the murderer who released a dark arrow at him ten zhang away with one palm, and knocked down two big trees as thick as a millstone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info According to A-Yao, in our eldest princess's mansion, there is no one whose skills can be compared with the Seventh Prince. ā€

Zhou Changying was shocked, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Ah Yao, among the people you know, who is the most sure to control the Seven Princes' internal breath and ensure that after the arrow is pulled out, the Seven Princes' lives will not be in any danger?"

Feng Zhanggong thought about it and was a little embarrassed, but he still hesitated and said: "Your Royal Highness Princess, Ah Yao thinks that maybe only the leader of the secret guards beside the Queen Mother, Boss Qian, can do it." But ......"

Zhou Changying immediately frowned when he heard this, shook his head, and said: "Boss Qian is the queen mother's person, he is insidious and ruthless, unruly, except for the queen mother, no one can control him." If we look for him to save the Seven Princes, how can we rest assured?"

Feng Zhanggong sighed heavily, nodded, and said, "Then you can only find the emperor's secret guard leader." Although we don't know the details of the new leader next to the emperor, and we don't know what his skills are, but presumably it will not be worse than Boss Qian, otherwise we will not be able to replace Boss Qian's position. ā€

Zhou Changying was silent for a long time before he said: "The emperor has always disliked Boss Qian, so the new leader may not replace Boss Qian because of his higher martial arts." Still, I'm going to give it a try anyway. As he spoke, he looked at the sky and ordered: "It's already dawn, I'll go into the palace and let Lao Bai accompany me, and you stay in the mansion and take care of it." ā€

Feng Zhanggong immediately received the order, pushed Zhou Changying outside the door, instructed the palace maid to push Zhou Changying back to the flower garden to change clothes, and instructed the guards to prepare the carriage and inform Gonggong Bai to prepare to enter the palace.

It was already dawn, Bing'er was busy cooking some food in the small kitchen, Wang Qi was decocting medicine in the courtyard, and Ning Wuwu, Qingtong and Feng Zhanggong were guarding the unconscious Lin Wan and Zhou Tianqi in the room.

There was silence in the room, as if the whole world had fallen silent, as quiet as the two people in front of them.

In early winter, the sun rose higher and higher, and the sun shone in through the window, and Zhou Changying did not come back until noon.

Feng Zhanggong stood up anxiously and walked outside, muttering in a low voice, "I'll go out and have a look." ā€

Ning Wuwu nodded slightly, also got up and walked to Lin Wan's bed and sat down, held her hand, and said in a low voice: "Wan'er, get up for lunch, sleep too long, don't be hungry." ā€

Lin Wan frowned slightly, moved his fingers, but did not open his eyes.

Ning Wuwu leaned closer and said softly: "Wan'er, my aunt went to the palace to find the emperor for help, and she will be back soon." When the aunt comes back, the Seventh Prince will be fine. Wake up quickly, don't let the Seven Princes wake up and see that you are still sleeping. ā€

Under Lin Wan's tightly closed eyelids, her eyeballs slowly rotated, and her eyelashes trembled slightly. After struggling for a long time, I finally opened my eyes. The big hollow eyes looked straight at the top of the tent, and after a while, they found the focal length. Slowly turning his head, he looked at Ning Wuwu, and asked weakly, "Sister Wuwu, where is the Apocalypse, where is the Apocalypse now?"

Ning Wuwu saw Lin Wan wake up, couldn't help but hook his lips slightly, got up and stepped aside, so that Lin Wan could see Zhou Tianqi on the opposite couch.

Lin Wan looked at Zhou Tianqi in front of him, his face was calm, but his heart was excited. When we finally saw him again, why did it seem like we had been separated for a long time? He came so timely every time, but why was it such a thrilling scene every time we met?

He seemed to be asleep, his eyes closed softly. However, why is his face so pale, even the thin lips that are gently pursed are bloodless. Lin Wan turned her head to look at Ning Wuwu, and asked suspiciously, "Sister Wuwu, is Tianqi's injury very serious? Where did she go?"

Ning Wuwu hesitated a little, sighed lightly, and said, "The Seventh Prince was hit by an arrow and hasn't pulled it out yet." The aunt has already entered the palace to beg the emperor, and we need the masters around the emperor to help protect the heart of the Seven Princes, so as not to bleed again when pulling out the arrow. In that case, the Seven Princes would be in danger. After a pause, he said, "Xiaoqi is going to decoct the medicine, and she will come in a while." ā€

As he was talking, Wang Qi walked in with a bowl of medicine. Seeing that Lin Wan had woken up, he couldn't help but show a smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "Miss, you woke up just right, drink the medicine, and eat some porridge, Bing'er has already prepared everyone's lunch." ā€

Lin Wan nodded slightly, sat up slowly, frowned and asked, "Xiao Qi, will the life of the Seventh Prince be in danger?"

Wang Qi was stunned, thought about it, shook his head, and said, "Miss, don't worry, I'm here, I won't." ā€

Lin Wan breathed a sigh of relief, took the medicine bowl in Wang Qi's hand, closed his eyes, and drank the decoction in one go.

Wang Qi hurriedly handed over a candied date, but Lin Wan waved his hand and refused.

Lin Wan got up slowly, and with the support of Ning Wuwu, he walked towards Zhou Tianqi step by step, only two or three steps away, but it seemed to have exhausted the strength of Lin Wan's whole body, and he walked for a long time before coming to Zhou Tianqi's side.

Wang Qi hurriedly brought a brocade stool, Lin Wan sat in front of the soft couch, quietly looked at Zhou Tianqi's face, looked at his eyebrows, and watched him lying motionless on the soft couch, with a golden arrow feather stuck behind him that had already entered his body.

Lin Wan took a deep breath and whispered to Qingtong, "Let the gale come in." ā€

Before he could finish speaking, the gale had already walked in. With a frustrated face, he bowed down and stood in front of Lin Wan, and said with self-reproach: "My subordinates are derelict in their duties, please ask the young lady to confess!"

Lin Wan shook his head slowly and said, "Say, what's going on?"

"Yes, miss. Gale gritted his teeth secretly and replied hatefully: "It was Zhou Tianhong and Lan Ziheng who ambushed the Seventh Prince last night. ā€

"Has Lan Ziheng arrived in the capital yet?" Lin Wan couldn't help frowning and asked.

Gale nodded without hesitation and said, "Yes, Miss." Although his subordinates did not see him with their own eyes, his subordinates were sure that this golden arrow was shot by Lan Ziheng. His subordinates once saw Hong Qiong use this kind of golden arrow when the Pingnan army was fighting with Hong Qiong. The person who attacked yesterday was definitely not Hong Qiong, but except for Hong Qiong, only Lan Ziheng would use this kind of golden arrow, and he had such a good archery technique. However, fortunately, it was not Hong Qiong himself who shot the arrow yesterday, otherwise the Seven Princes might have been more than lucky. ā€

Lin Wan frowned, gritted his teeth and said: "Sure enough, Lan Ziheng was captured by the Seventh Prince, and as a hostage in exchange with the South Vietnamese army, it was a great shame for Lan Ziheng, if he arrived in the capital, of course he would not let go of the Seventh Prince." It's just that why didn't we get any news before that?"