It’s Better to be the Empress Dowager

The boulder fell to the ground with a loud bang, and Master Tang's heart sank fiercely.

Even if Master Tang's reaction was slow, it was time to react now. The blood stains are fake, and it is true that the assassin wants to introduce Zhao Chengjun into the cave. Even the elder son falling off the cliff is probably a fake. Now Zhao Zixun is just a small elder son, who has nothing to do with King Jing. He will not unite with the assassin to plot against Zhao Chengjun. Most of the assassins will calculate and fake the traces of Zhao Zixun falling off the cliff. , To introduce Zhao Chengjun into the trap they had prepared for a long time.

However, Zhao Chengjun's concern is chaotic, and he is defeated. Zhao Chengjun could have avoided it just now, but I don't know why this group of people attacked Master Tang, and Zhao Chengjun was locked into the cave together in order to pull Tang Master.

Teacher Tang was very puzzled, why didn't Zhao Chengjun leave? She and Zhao Chengjun are not relatives, what does her life and death have to do with Zhao Chengjun? It's even better if Master Tang is dead. She is the eyeliner sent by the Empress Dowager Yao. Taking this opportunity to let her die in the assassination justifiably, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone?

Master Tang didn't understand, the assassins hidden in the cave also appeared one after another at the moment the huge stone fell, and attacked Zhao Chengjun together. There was no light in the cave, and everything was vaguely visible. Master Tang only knew that there were enemies in all directions. Only the person holding her wrist could fend off all attacks for her and was her only support.

The sound of weapons colliding in the ears of the Tang Division's ears was full of weapons, and they could not tell the direction for a while. Gradually, the sound of weapons became less and less, and the gasp in the cave became heavier. Suddenly a knife wind hit her, which was blocked by Zhao Chengjun's backhand. Zhao Chengjun held the knife with one hand, and pushed Tang Shishi away with his other hand: "If you want to survive, you can leave."

Master Tang staggered two steps, holding the stone next to him so that he didn't fall to the ground. She felt that the place on her wrist that had just been held by Zhao Chengjun was sticky, and there was a faint smell of rust. Master Tang didn't dare to touch it again, her heart squeezed, and she leaned stiffly on the stone, not knowing what to do.

Now Zhao Chengjun is fighting with the assassin, no one is chasing her, this is the best chance to escape. But... if she leaves, what will Zhao Chengjun do?

He is already injured.

Master Tang stayed in a stalemate next to the stone for a long time, until the sound of warfare ceased, and a muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came. Master Tang's voice trembled and asked, "Master?"

There was no sound in the darkness for a long time, and Master Tang's heart sank suddenly. Just when she thought it was the assassin who had won, a familiar voice rang: "Why are you still here?"

His voice was a little dumb, he was no longer ordinary and calm, as if he was enduring something. Teacher Tang undoubtedly heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Zhao Chengjun's words. It was the voice of King Jing, that is to say, it was the assassin who died.

They are temporarily safe.

Master Tang reluctantly found the position of the voice, stumbled and ran to Zhao Chengjun's side. She just touched Zhao Chengjun's arm and was shocked: "Master, how come there is so much blood?"

Zhao Chengjun supported the ground with a knife and slowly stood up: "Other people's."

other's? Teacher Tang didn't believe it. However, it was not the time to talk about this, she hurriedly helped Zhao Chengjun to stand up and asked anxiously: "Master, what shall we do next?"

The guard of the palace was outside, but was blocked by a boulder. Zhao Chengjun touched the stone wall with a knife, shook his head and said, "Unless you find a ladder, you won't be able to pry it off for a while. Let's change the way, you can't stay here, you may not have other assassins inside."

Master Tang hurriedly nodded and responded. She looked at the blood stains on Zhao Chengjun's body and hesitated a little: "But, the wound on your body, the lord..."

"It's not in the way." Zhao Chengjun cut a piece of cloth from his body, strangled it on the wound, and stopped the gurgling blood flow, and said, "It's better to try your luck than waiting to die in place. I heard the sound of water, and followed the sound of water. , There must be a way out."

Master Tang looked at Zhao Chengjun's wounds hesitantly, knowing that he couldn't persuade him, so he could only respond in a low voice, "Okay."

Teacher Tang helped Zhao Chengjun to go deep. Zhao Chengjun was right. After a while, the sound of water became more and more obvious, and the fishy damp in the cave became obvious. Shishi Tang tried to outline the terrain in her mind. As she was about to speak, Zhao Chengjun suddenly stopped.

Master Tang was taken aback, and then stopped. What did she want to ask, Zhao Chengjun raised her finger and motioned for her to be quiet.

Master Tang held his breath, completely afraid to make a sound. In the silence, the voice in the cave was no longer concealed. Gradually, Master Tang also heard a string of footsteps.

There seemed to be two people listening to the voice, and the two stopped and went, seeming to be looking for something. Teacher Tang looked at Zhao Chengjun nervously, and asked, "Who is it?"

Zhao Chengjun kept his face calm, he also wanted to know who these two people were.

It may be the rescuer of the palace, or it may be the killer.

Zhao Chengjun gradually put her hand on the handle of the knife, and Master Tang felt the sticky warmth in her palm again. She knew that she was not good, and Zhao Chengjun's wound cracked again.

Master Tang was anxious and couldn't say that it couldn't go on like this. Zhao Chengjun's wound was not treated, it was inherently dangerous. If he confronted the assassin again, he would endanger his life. In the plot of the original book, Master Tang did not follow him to hunt, and Zhao Chengjun was not locked in a stone cave. The current situation is entirely due to changes caused by Master Tang.

Teacher Tang didn't dare to bet that if Zhao Chengjun had an accident in this accident, Zhao Zixun would be just an ordinary prince of the feudal clan. Without Zhao Chengjun to hold him in front, Zhao Zixun would be ousted from the feudal clan in a few years. At that time, it will be a problem whether Master Tang can save his life, let alone become a queen mother. Tang Shishi was reluctant to die, but Zhao Chengjun couldn't die.

Master Tang boldly held down Zhao Chengjun's hand and stopped him from drawing the sword. Zhao Chengjun didn't seem to have expected Master Tang to be so bold, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at Master Tang indistinctly.

Master Tang drew to Zhao Chengjun's side, and said in a breathless voice: "Master, strong attack is the next, and outspoken is the best. Now that the enemy is unknown, it should not be exposed too early."

Zhao Chengjun's eyes were dark, and he asked, "What do you want to do?"

Master Tang looked boldly into Zhao Chengjun's eyes and said, "I have a plan."

The two men in black were carefully inspecting the cave when they suddenly heard footsteps in front of them. They immediately became vigilant and quietly walked towards the front.

They hid behind the stone and saw a woman stumbled up. She described her embarrassment and kept asking around: "Anyone? Come and save people."

The two men in black looked at each other calmly. One of them pulled on his mask and stood up from behind the stone and said: "Miss Tang, the humble post is the secret guard of the palace, and is ordered to protect the prince. Why are you here?"

When Master Tang saw them, his eyes burst into obvious joy: "Are you from the palace? Great, come with me soon. The prince was seriously injured and was in a coma."

Teacher Tang ran back as he said, Da Lai exposed his back to the two men in black, completely unprepared. Master Tang took two steps, didn't hear the footsteps behind, turned around and rebuked dissatisfiedly: "What do you want to do, I'm not coming soon."

When she said these words, her tone was arrogant as she deserved. At first glance, she was a pampered inner house female family who was accustomed to supporting others. The black-clothed man and his companion looked at each other, and the two followed and said, "We are here."

Master Tang led the way, seven turns and eight turns, and staggered to a fork in the road. The man in black frowned and asked, "Isn't King Jing injured, where is he?"

Master Tang said: "The prince is injured, of course he has to choose a safe place to rest. Oh..."

Teacher Tang suddenly fell down as he spoke, as if he had reached his feet. Her voice was sharp and abrupt, echoing in the cave, covering other voices. Two secret arrows were concealed in the echo, and they shot quickly towards the back of the man in black.

The arrow was smeared with poison, and one of them was killed on the spot, and the other escaped in time and missed the shot. This person noticed the mid-flight, and immediately came to grab Master Tang. Master Tang hid his fingers in his sleeves and suddenly knocked his sleeve arrows. It was inevitable to avoid such a close distance. The man in black had an arrow in his arm, and his eyes widened in surprise. He didn't expect that the weak woman like a sheep in his heart would actually count him.

The man in black was dumbfounded, and a knife flashed behind his back. Zhao Chengjun solved the man in black and asked: "How are you?"

Master Tang fell to the ground, and after a while, he recovered: "It's okay."

Zhao Chengjun made a stab in the throat of the two of them and made sure that they could not die anymore before squatting down and searching for the things on the two of them. After he calmed down his good mood, Master Tang did not dare to stay alone or approach the dead, and asked nervously, "Master, is there anything on them?"

"No." Zhao Chengjun stood up and said, "They are here to assassinate, and they won't have any obvious signs on their bodies. But it doesn't matter, let's go."

Zhao Chengjun knew who these people were, and he checked their clothes, only to confirm it again.

The two of them continued to walk forward, this cave is where turtles are caught in the urn, and they must not stay in it anymore. Master Tang was holding his heart all the way, for fear that assassins would appear again, but fortunately, the rest of the way went smoothly, the air gradually flowed, and they finally came out.

Master Tang was originally worried that there would be someone guarding the door, but fortunately there was no one. Master Tang was surprised for a moment, and it quickly became clear.

Just now those two people were guarding the entrance of the cave, but fortunately they were killed by Zhao Chengjun in advance. Otherwise, there is no cover at the moment, and Zhao Chengjun is one enemy two, it would be dangerous.

It was already raining outside, and the raindrops passed through the leaves and fell on the ground, carrying a unique moisture. Master Tang stepped on the fallen leaves and looked up, the trees were shadowed, and the fallen leaves under his feet were three inches long, and he couldn't tell where he was.

Rain water flowed down with Master Tang's hair, Master Tang hurriedly wiped off the water from his chin, and asked blankly, "Where is this?"

Zhao Chengjun didn't know either. He pressed the wound with one hand, his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and he said, "Go into the woods."

"Okay." Tang Shishi took two steps and found that Zhao Chengjun hadn't followed, so he hurried back to help him. When Master Tang's hand touched Zhao Chengjun, he was shocked.

Zhao Chengjun's fingers were cold, and there were blood stains all over his body. Master Tang was frightened, and hurriedly asked, "Master, how are you? Why is the wound still bleeding?"

Zhao Chengjun calmly pushed away Master Tang's hand, his voice was calm, and said: "I'm fine, you go first and find someone from the palace."

After such a short time, Master Tang's hands were already full of viscous blood. Master Tang had never seen so much blood. Her fingers were shaking, and she hurriedly asked: "Did the wound burst open? I remember the imperial doctor said that there is a grass on the prairie that can stop the bleeding. Lord, hold on again and I will go. Find medicine."

"Hurry up?" Zhao Chengjun said in a cold voice, "Didn't you hear what the king said, you can't do anything, staying here can only drag the king."

Zhao Chengjun's voice was cold and stern, but Master Tang was not afraid of him this time. She pressed her blood hard and said, "If you want to walk together, you can't die here. Neither you nor me can."

Ye Yu slid down from among the leaves, dampening the clothes of the two of them. Master Tang's face was stained with dust and blood, and his hair was crooked and clinging to his body, which was definitely not pretty. However, this was the first time that Zhao Chengjun looked at Master Tang so seriously.

He originally thought, with Master Tang's greedy and fearful character, once he found an opportunity, he immediately ran away. He didn't expect that Master Tang would stay by his side persistently, even using his example as bait to assassinate the two men in black.

Why bother? Her goal is only Zhao Zixun. If he dies, Zhao Zixun can inherit the throne. Isn't it better for Master Tang?

The two walked deep and shallow in the woods, with stale fallen leaves under their feet, and cold rain around them. Everything was so desperate, as if they couldn't get out at all.

In the silence, Zhao Chengjun suddenly asked: "Why?"

Zhao Chengjun's question was abrupt, almost overshadowed by the sound of rain. Master Tang was quiet for a while, and said softly, "Because you are King Jing."