The Prime Minister has something to do

It can be said that he is very intelligent and close to a demon.So when he was sitting in the imperial study room, he was sensitive to something unusual.First, it was too quiet, and there were very few familiar auras of hidden guards around him. This kind of situation should not have happened.Second, the development of Tian Xihan's matter was really unexpected, and Tian Shangshu's ability to carry it made him suspicious.The third is Hehouhan.Thinking of this, Chong Yuan subconsciously turned his head to the candlelight, his eyes fluctuated with the slightly dancing light, his eyes contained too many things, there seemed to be a faint trace of anger, sadness, and even fear, But more is calm.If it is him, if he is not loyal to him, then at this moment, he has already lost.

Chong Yuan closed his eyes, his black eyelashes covered his lower eyelids, he maintained this posture quietly for a while, then he stood up suddenly, and his bright yellow robe suddenly turned into the inner hall.

At this time, He Houhan had just climbed into the palace wall, and he had already used the "Fengxishui" to the extreme. The surrounding air seemed to be squeezed by an invisible giant hand, which made He Houhan a little panting. He can't breathe, but it makes his speed extremely fast, so fast that if He Houhan doesn't have the natural reaction ability, he may be injured in the fast forward.

When Chong Yuan took off his dragon robe, He Houhan was passing Liyu Square quickly.

How long does it take to change into a coat?Chong Yuan didn't know, but when he turned his head and saw the pale-faced He Houhan stepping into the hall, he just teased lightly: "He Aiqing's feet are so fast."

When He Houhan saw Chong Yuan standing there safe and sound, his eyes were completely dark for a moment, and then a large amount of light suddenly poured in, making his eyes a little sore.He knelt down and saluted as if exhausted: "My humble minister, kowtow to the emperor."

Chong Yuan suddenly felt an inexplicable pull on him, whether it was because of the "Qian Ying" who suddenly struggled when he was hesitating, or the hasty appearance of his young prime minister, or the voice of relief. Kowtow.When the night wind clung to the corner of his thick purple robe, the sweat stuck to his black hair, and the candlelight smeared his pale cheeks, all of these, obviously impatient and urgent, made him look, look, have some trouble. A kind of unspeakable peace.

He Houhan took a steady breath before saying, "The dark guards have moved closer to the palace."

Chong Yuan approached him slowly, squatted down and said: "But Aiqing is the fastest."

He Houhan heard that stable but not deep enough voice as usual, and just about to say something, he heard a very subtle voice coming from the right back side of the bedroom, and a corresponding picture appeared in He Houhan's mind immediately, he Know what it is, that is the sound of a knife entering the body.

He didn't hesitate, and didn't make a sound, he just grabbed the emperor, and the zhenqi that was sent to his feet suddenly rolled like an explosion, and the violent recoil made him go outside the door before the assassin reached the inner hall.

When Chong Yuan raised his head, he saw that He Houhan's whole body seemed to be on fire, almost like a prairie fire.

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He Houhan held the emperor tightly in his arms, and the wind brought by the rapid flight made them stick tightly together. His chin was hurt by the emperor's hair crown, and his shoulder blades were also crushed. It was a little unbearable.He Houhan felt that the emperor in his arms was unexpectedly heavy, and his arms were numb due to the drag.

These are all irrelevant, He Houhan concentrated his energy on the front line, the biggest crisis he faced was: he didn't have a weapon, or in other words, didn't bring it with him.

In a short moment, he had already led the emperor past the Jiayu Palace, which was the palace where the emperor specially received ministers.In the light from the palace lantern, he saw the gold-painted font on a blue background.Without hesitation, he changed the position of his toes slightly, and leaned to the left with the help of his body, Yan was as agile as a roundabout.

He Houhan urgently needs a foothold.

Or rather he needs two things: support, and weapons.

He did have support, and there were quite a few guards in the palace, but He Houhan didn't dare to act rashly. Ordinary guards would only add to the chaos and become a bigger target.As for the hidden guards, under such circumstances, he didn't dare to summon the hidden guards rashly with the dulcetone jade card. At least one of the hidden guards had already been attacked, so it could be imagined that the assassin already had a "Thousand Response".Under the circumstance that he didn't know the number and distribution of the assassins, if the assassins arrived sooner than the hidden guards, given his current unarmed condition, it would be difficult for him to escape.

He can only imagine the worst situation now, that is, the entire palace is full of traps, and he can only rely on himself to keep the emperor safe.

He needs weapons.Only then can he be sure to save the emperor before he finds support.

At this time, He Houhan regretted how quickly he rushed out of the He Mansion. At that time, he only wanted to ensure the emperor's safety, and at the same time recalled all the hidden guards, and he forgot to bring his weapons.But maybe he subconsciously refused. It is a rule deeply rooted in the hearts of the people that private weapons are not allowed in the palace.But now, this rule has killed him miserably.In fact, Empress He also faintly understood that even if he had thought of this situation at the time, he probably wouldn't take the time to bring the weapon with such anxiety.He Houhan suddenly felt a little scared, if he was one step late, he would not know whether Chongyuan would be safe or not.

He Houhan circled the emperor and brushed lightly against the window. He stood in the shadow, held his breath and listened for a while, then let go of the emperor and made a gesture, which meant to tell him not to move.

This was the first time He Houhan settled down to look at Chong Yuan, and he was secretly startled by just one glance, Chong Yuan's eyes were shining brightly, without waves or ripples.There was no flaw in his expression, just like extremely delicate ceramics, but He Houhan felt that he looked like a steady, unhurried lion.

He Houhan felt his heart gradually calm down, and Chong Yuan's composure seemed to give him a powerful reassurance.

This is the emperor!A true emperor.

For the first time, he felt something innate in his bones was stimulated. He couldn't describe that feeling, but it made him feel full of hope and fighting spirit, not afraid of death, and even a little eager .This feeling is very complicated, which makes him feel very strange.

He Houhan supported the window eaves and squeezed in sideways against the window crack, and landed gently on the ground.The obsidian floor tiles are as quiet as a mirror, without a trace of dust being picked up.

The loose official robe covered his tight body line, but it couldn't stop his vigilance and vigilance. He squatted halfway, ready to go.

He Houhan had been to Jiayu Palace before, so he remembered that there was a sword hanging on the wall here.Rather than snatching a guard's sword, He Houhan chose this place after a short thought.

It would be easy to snatch a guard's sword away, but it would definitely cause commotion and commotion throughout the palace.It would be good if the assassin could be caught, but if the emperor was found in the midst of chaos, it would be very bad.What's more, Empress He secretly instructed that most of the imperial guards in the palace were the sons of the official families in the capital, and he probably had too little contact with them on a daily basis. He still had doubts about those guys, no matter in terms of strength or loyalty.

He Houhan had already seen the long sword, it was hanging on the left side of the emperor's seat, a bright gemstone was inlaid on the scabbard, shining brightly in the dim light, the sword stand was only seven or eight away from him Zhang Yuan, a distance of ten steps.

He Houhan lowered his waist and jumped forward with his strength. His movements were very light and fast, like a fish cutting through the quiet water, and then disappeared in a flash, leaving only invisible shocks spreading out.

However, when he passed by the main entrance, the halo from the palace lantern outside caught his shadow, and the assassin hiding behind the screen found him in an instant. Without hesitation, the assassin clenched his sharp blade and charged towards him .

He Houhan heard the sound of the assassin's blade piercing the air, but he didn't turn his head or pause. He clearly understood that with the current positions and momentum of the two of them, once his pace slowed down, he would undoubtedly die.

He Houhan's eyes were fixed on the sword stand, he quickly calculated the distance between him and the sword stand, and when he was two feet away from the sword stand, he suddenly gathered his true energy and slapped his hands to the ground, his body immediately Twisted by the sudden resistance, he turned around like a somersault, and at this moment, the assassin's blade was slanting across He Houhan's back.

The assassin's pupils narrowed instantly.

The moment He Houhan turned over to the sword stand, he had accurately grasped the hilt and pulled out the sword. His body turned back before hitting the wall in time, so that his feet could rebound on the wall with force. , he stretched out his arms, and the blade had already been delivered to the assassin.

It only takes a moment for a master to fight.

From the time the assassin found him to being killed by him, the process was so fast that if an ordinary person just listened, he would find that he could only think of one image: something hard was rubbed and then fell to the ground.

He Houhan saw the blood on the assassin's neck scatter like broken beads, some splashed onto his cuffs, and seeped into his clothes in the blink of an eye, and the thick purple official robe was dotted with black spots , looking ominous and eerie.He stood up straight and retracted the sword, the tip of the sword trembling slightly on the ground.

He killed a man with this sword, he killed a man, he killed a man, he killed a man.

He Houhan felt that the blood on the blade seemed to flow back into his hand, making him feel sticky and wet, and he almost wanted to throw away this hard-won sword immediately.

Then he heard Chong Yuan's voice, and he smiled a little: "Ai Qing has never killed anyone?"

He Houhan woke up suddenly, his first movement was to clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, and his second movement was to fly to the window.

Chong Yuan's smile was very slight and vague, but it made He Houhan feel like he was going to die for the rest of his life.