The moment danger arrived, sparks of memory flew everywhere, and Yu Lingxi remembered many details.
For example, after the assassination of Shangyuanjie in their previous life, Ning Yin didn't go out for several days.
"...The concealed weapon is poisonous. It's really rare for someone to survive such a serious injury." "
Senior and old illnesses are hidden, and sooner or later the building will collapse. Who knows what the future will bring."
The doctors talked in low voices. Passing by, Yu Lingxi leaned against the window and silently put down the book in his hand.
Not long after that, she saw Ning Yin walking out on crutches, leading his subordinates to ransack homes and exterminate clans in a leisurely manner.
He was still noble and calm, and there was no trace of fatigue or haggard on his pale and cold face. He was as strong as if nothing in this world could destroy or kill him.
But the human heart is so long, how can there be any indestructible body in the world?
When he saw the woman doing the paper umbrella dance secretly turning the handle of the umbrella, Yu Lingxi got the strength from nowhere and subconsciously threw Ning Yin aside.
Almost at the same time, a dozen hidden weapons the size of silver needles scattered like pear blossoms and were nailed to Ning Yin's original position.
Yu Lingxi hugged Ning Yin tightly, fearing that his arm would be scratched by this poisonous hidden weapon like in his previous life.
A little sticky moisture dripped from her neck, making her shudder from the heat.
Yu Lingxi subconsciously raised her hand and touched it. In the bright and lively candlelight, the bright red on her fingertips stung her eyes.
She suddenly raised her head and looked at the line of blood slowly dripping from Ning Yin's nose, her wide-open pupils trembling slightly.
"How could..."
Yu Lingxi couldn't believe it and reached out to touch the tip of his nose helplessly.
She had blocked those poisonous needles, so why was Ning Yin still bleeding?
Ning Yin grabbed her fingertips, wrapped them in his palm, and squeezed them.
"Don't touch it, it's dirty."
He calmly raised his hand to wipe away the blood on the end of his nose and then wiped it clean on the corpse next to him calmly, "Just now, I was wondering why the flames spewed out by this fire-breather were blue-purple. , and the thick smoke is pungent. Now do you understand, did the Queen put poison in the fire-breathing drink?"
Yu Lingxi followed his line of sight and immediately tensed up.
The queen came from nowhere, followed by a strange group of Yulin Guards.
However, the blades of these Yulin guards were not aimed at the assassin but were placed on Ning Yin's neck, and then restrained several ministers who were trying to call for help.
The rest are either neutrals who are too afraid to speak out, or they are accomplices secretly won over by the queen.
"Yes, King Jing is cautious and cunning, so I have to use some means to mix special medicine into Tuhuo Lang's wine."
Seeing that she had taken control of the entire audience, Queen Feng no longer concealed anything, dragging her lush phoenix robe. Entering the palace, he said, "This medicine cannot be detected when it is dissolved in wine. Only the smoke it emits after being burned by the flames is the strange poison that can paralyze the whole body and attack the five internal organs."
This was information that Yu Lingxi had never learned in her previous life.
Things eventually got out of control.
"Excellent."
Ning Yin clapped his hands and praised, "Even if I am the king, I have to admire the cleverness of the poison."
This little lunatic can laugh!
Not knowing whether this was dangerous or not, Yu Lingxi suppressed the panic in her heart and said calmly: "The harem does not discuss politics. Please think twice, for the sake of Your Highness." For the current plan,
He could only buy as much time as possible for Ning Yin's subordinates and his brother's imperial army.
Queen Feng's eyes fell on Yu Lingxi.
She still had a kind look on her face, and amidst the flashes of swords and shadows that filled the hall, her unwavering eyes revealed an eerie tranquility.
"You are here too, so I don't have to bother looking for you."
Empress Feng twisted the Buddhist beads in her hand and pierced Yu Lingxi's thoughts, "If you want to delay time, I advise you not to waste your efforts. Yu Huanchen The enemy inside and outside has been captured by Cui An and executed on the spot."
Yu Lingxi clenched her fingers.
When the assassins infiltrated the Lantern Club, Major General Yu, who was in charge of guarding, would naturally not be able to escape his involvement and would be charged with "colluding with the assassins".
Empress Feng wanted to
kill two birds with one stone and eradicate the Yu family.
This is a perfect and vicious plan, even more elaborate and detailed than the Hongmen Banquet on the Lantern Festival in the previous life.
Ning Yin was affected by the toxin and his body became paralyzed and weak. He could no longer hold up and fell to the side.
Yu Lingxi hurriedly leaned towards him, caught his leaning body, and whispered: "How are you?"
Ning Yin looked at her, with a faint light dancing in his dark eyes, as if she wanted to raise her hand to touch her. Her cheeks were unable to droop when they were raised halfway.
Yu Lingxi hurriedly caught his falling palm and held it tightly.
"If I am in tune, I should draw a clear line with this king at this time and take the initiative to surrender." Ning Yin said with a low smile.
"Shut up." Yu Lingxi wished she could stop his hateful mouth.
A rebel member of the Yulin Guards came from outside the palace, closed the door, and said, "Madam, the imperial army has been restrained by Admiral Cui, and everything is under control."
Hearing this, Yu Lingxi's heart froze.
"Take care of it."
Empress Feng didn't hesitate, and several royal guards immediately fell in response.
the other side.
Yu Xinyi came down from the palace building and came face to face with a young man in a gold robe with red lips and white teeth.
Ning Zi Zhuo just slipped out of the lantern banquet, carrying a naive tiger lantern, and suddenly his dog eyes lit up: "Sir Yu! I was just going to find you, look at this lantern..." "
No time" !"
Yu Xinyi glanced at the commotion under the wall and was about to cross Ning Zizuo when he suddenly stopped.
Thinking of something, she came back, looked at Ning Zizuo, and said, "Can you go to Shangyang Palace now?"
Ning Zizuo nodded: "I am the Holy Emperor's nephew, of course, I can..."
Before she could finish her words, she was already Yu Xinyi dragged him away.
"Don't make a sound, don't ask why."
Yu Xinyi dragged Ning Zi Zhuo Jianfei, and lowered his voice, "Take me to see the saint, quickly!" I
will teach you how to set up the reading page, come and take a look!
...
Xuandemen East Hall.
With a clang, a bloody dagger was thrown at Yu Lingxi's feet.
Ning Yin's eyes fell on the dagger, and a dark red reflected in his eyes.
The memory of seven years ago came to mind, lingering like a nightmare.
"Only one of you, mother and son, can survive."
In the endless darkness, the woman's compassionate voice came, "Kill your son, and I will let you live."
"Is this dagger familiar?" Empress Feng looked at Ning Yin.
She showed an expression of compassion as if she was admiring the death struggle of the prey, "Back then, you mother and son could only live one person, but Concubine Li sent the blade into your chest without hesitation."
Yu Lingxi raised her eyes sharply and asked Cui An to stop Ning Yin's men, so there must have been an accident.
Seeing that blood was oozing from the end of Ning Yin's nose, Empress Feng no longer wanted to fight, so she retreated from the west side of the palace gate under the escort of the chamberlain.
When the people who saw Ning Yin finally rushed to the rescue, Yu Lingxi finally let go of the sigh he was holding in his heart and fell to the ground as if he had lost all strength.
Ning Yin grabbed her waist with one hand, his eyes rested on her pale cheeks stained with tears, and he frowned.
"Kill them all."
Ning Yin wiped her fingers clean, then bent down and picked up Yu Lingxi's knees, lifted her horizontally, and walked towards the door of the palace on the clean floor tiles.
Yu Lingxi buried her face tightly in his arms, her fingertips trembling with cold.
Feeling her fear, Ning Yin tightened his arms and kissed the top of her hair.
"It's okay, Suisui."
He whispered, ignoring the flowers of blood blooming behind him.