The Governor is Sick

In the dark night, Cheng Qiang Palace was brightly lit.

The woman's screams and groans resounded through the palace, and under the swaying lanterns, the maids came out with a basin of blood and fish, and another row of maids came in with a cleaned gold basin, and the blood was scary, bright red. The color burned the eyes hot. The doctors stood outside the door and whispered their heads to discuss, the wrinkles on their faces became deeper, like cracks in the trunk.

Woman production is like going through a ghost gate, and obviously Ma Guifei does not live well.

Situ Jin stood still under the eaves, and the falling raindrops fell on his face, and he blinked softly.

He is twenty years old, with a handsome and cold face, sharp eyebrows, and a tall nose. This is a face that is not close to a living person. In addition, he rarely talks, and people who do n’t know him think he is not good. Get along, but in fact he just doesn't speak loudly. Because of this, he has very few friends. The Yulin Weiwei captains usually do n’t take him when they drink dice and drink dice. They usually do n’t have anything to do when they talk about gossips in front of the harem in the third house and the sixth courtyard. Although he had no interest at all, he would feel indifferent inexplicably.

I have been in Yulinweili for almost three years, and I can only talk to a fellow villager, and I have failed somewhat.

He sometimes felt that when Yu Linwei not only guarded the palace, it was also his duty to drink and talk with his colleagues. Although he responded on time and strictly disciplined himself, he still failed his duties.

"Well, to say that this concubine is really a disaster. I have escaped from the concubine's murder, but from the assassin's assassination. Have a good birthday party, I was assassinated by the assassin, and I was scared of premature birth." Wei's companion whispered, showing regret on his face.

Another said: "Who on earth did you say this assassin sent?"

"Is it father-in-law Wei? Who doesn't know that the mother-in-law has always been displeased with people, often blowing pillow wind beside the long lived grandfather, and the last time the Yellow River was flooded, the mother-in-law also said that it is useless to keep the money of the father-in-law. . I heard that Gong Wei Wei had a big temper in private, and the next day he presented a team of female music to the long lived man. "

The rain was getting heavy, the raindrops flowed into the clothes along the hood, and the pale yellow color was darkened, and Situ moved slightly.

He also knew that the female music came from Yangzhou, with the softness peculiar to children in Jiangnan, and each eye was as charming as dripping water. He happened to be in the hall while they were dancing.

The companion shook his head and sighed: "It's still the concubine's tactics are terrible. Grandpa Wei's brains have been exhausted and she can't succeed. But just because the concubine produced, why didn't she see Viva?"

"A few days ago, the sister-in-law committed crimes and robbed many women and gold and silver to return to the desert. Long live the Lord and the adults to discuss with them. I guess this time it is necessary to dispatch troops and give the sister-in-law some color. Just look. "

A little yellow door rushed over in the rain, grabbed a taiyi doctor and asked, "What's the matter with the maiden, long lived master, if the maiden and the little prince have a chance, they will be buried with you!"

A few of the doctors were so scared, they looked at each other, they dare not tell the truth.

Xiaohuangmen yelled at the male duck and shouted, "Yeah, you guys, long live grandpa is waiting!"

An old woman doctor pondered her speech and said in an elaborate manner: "The concubine is always cold, 'blood-blooder, who likes warmth and chills, but coldness can't cry,'" the lady-in-law is in the middle, her hands are cold, her tongue is cold, and she has no sleep at night. Please wait for the pulse of peace, and find out that the maiden's veins are soft and thin, and they have opened up prescriptions for replenishing blood and qi. It was better, but who knows today was frightened by this. ,All……"

Xiaohuangmen heard it for a long time and realized that she was so anxious that she blew her eyes and saw the blood on the outside of the maids. The concubine seemed to be weak, and the moaning in the room was a little weak. A prince quickly called the maid to cook soup. Xiaohuangmen said: "Long live is a year of confusion, and this is the second prince. If the prince is in any way, can you afford it!"

The child has n’t been born yet. The doctors all shrugged their shoulders and embarrassed themselves, dare not answer. Long lived son is very difficult, and when he is more than a year old, he won a son of the eldest prince. Both the upper and lower palaces know that he attaches great importance to the child in the concubine's belly.

A prince dared to say boldly: "To protect the little prince, there is still a way to do it. The child is already full-term, and a caesarean section is also a feasible way ..." He swallowed the words immediately.

Situ Jin stood a short distance from several Yu Linweis, heard their conversation through the sound of rain, and gave a shiver.

Several maids held the ginseng soup covered with tarpaulin and walked down the stairs with their heads down. Situ wished to look and saw that a maid was very cheeky.

Situ raised his eyebrows and stepped forward to stop the maid, saying, "Which house are you from? Why have you never seen you?"

The maid's voice was like a mosquito, "Slave is new."

Several Yu Linwei came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Situ Jin stared at the maid for a while, opened the tarpaulin, and lay a dagger beside the soup bowl. The crowd was horrified, and at this moment, the palace girl suddenly got into trouble and threw the tray at Situ Jin. The moment Situ Jin turned his head, he kicked on the waist of the palace girl, and the palace girl moaned, and the swallow swept back into the rain.

"Assassin! There are assassins!" Yu Linwei hissed.

The woman knelt in the rain on one knee, and her head fell down to the ground. The ink falls, and she tore her skirt to expose her long, straight legs. The light of the lantern flowed on it, like a good warm jade. . A black short knife was tied to the outside of her thigh. The woman slowly pulled out the knife, and the chilling light pierced Situ Jin's eyes.

Yu Linwei drew his sword out of the sheath and surrounded the assassin in a circular shape. The assassin remained motionless, and the rainwater flowed down the hair and the jaw.

"Stop it, you can't escape!" Someone yelled.

"Escape?" She smiled grimly, her face filled with grease paint, and the smile was weird. "Who said I'm going to escape? Qiye Galanga Louluo, send the concubine to the road!"

As soon as the words fell, countless black shadows crawled out of the flowers and trees, waving white miserable long swords, colliding with the Yu Lin Weis, and the original round array was instantly defeated. Xiaohuangmen screamed in shock, crawling into Chengqian Palace with his hands and feet.

In the center of the crowd, the blade-like woman shot like an arrow, and the brightness on the blade was cold like a moon. Situ would like to draw a knife forward and help his companion to check the assassin's fatal blow. The two were knife-to-blade, face-to-face, and Situ Jin felt her cold eyes and breathing like a serpent.

The woman's knife is extremely fast, one blade after another, one cut after another, and a cross-cut followed by two spikes. After the spikes, they slammed head-on, such as the torrential rain and dense fall. Situ Jin could hardly keep up with her moves, repeatedly in danger, he heard his heart beating like a drum.

too fast! too fast! Such a rapid attack would definitely consume her great strength. Situ Jin almost bit his teeth, exhausted all his efforts and spent time with her. When she was exhausted, it was time for Situ Jin to fight back.

After a few breaths, her movements paused, and Situ's eyes brightened, it was time!

The big raindrops of soybeans fell on the blade and hands, and they were cold and irritating, irritating his nerves. He yelled, slashed the rain curtain with a knife, and drew sharp sparks on the woman's blade. Behind Yin Liang's blade, her eyes showed an evil smile.

Situ wished to realize what he wanted to withdraw and retreat, but it was too late. A short blade slid out of the woman's sleeve, and a very deep cut was made in his arm, with blood flowing out.

Situ Jin looked up and saw the woman holding the knife in her right hand and the short blade in her left hand in front of her. The smile on the corner of her mouth was surly and arrogant.

Galan two-handed knife.

Situ Jin grasped the Yanxuan knife in his hand, and the blood flowed along his arm to his finger and fell to the ground drop by drop.

No one noticed that a creeping shadow was found in the flowers and trees, like a monster crawling out of a quagmire. He raised his head and blew an arrow at the window paper. Blowing arrows through window paper, candlelight in the palace leaked tiny holes, and the moan of the concubine came to an abrupt end. Exclamations erupted in the palace, and the maids ran out in panic, and some of them rolled down the stairs without standing.

"My mother is dead! My mother is assassinated!"

Yu Lin Wei was startled.

As if to get the order, all the assassins withdrew their swords and retreated, escaping across the wall in all directions, as if the tide was leaking. At the same time, a rescuer arrived and released a crossbow at the assassins. The woman's offensive was twice as fast, and each hit was like a thunder, with a sharp sword, impenetrable, and Situ Jin couldn't support it at all.

It turned out that the reluctantly evenly matched opponent was just an illusion. He was not her opponent at all. She was just attracting his attention.

He was hit with several knives, and the woman was not in love. After cutting down a few people who were blocking the road, he climbed up the eucalyptus tree along the eaves of the palace. The soldier's crossbow chased behind her. She seemed to have eyes behind her, constantly changing course, and all the crossbows shot empty. In a flash, the woman disappeared.

"Cesarean to take the child! Caesarean to take the child! The little prince still has to be rescued!" The great doctor who rolled down the corridor woke up like a dream, got up from the ground, and dragged the old doctor into the house. When I opened the curtain, I saw that between the red bed mantle and the cold body of the concubine, a very thin blow arrow was nailed to her belly, with the blow arrow as the center, and the black veins were half covered like a reptile. skin.

In the sound of the rain, Xie Heng woke up from her sleep. Xia Hou Xie slept very restlessly, always moving. Shen Yan slept lightly and was woken up many times that night.

Shen Xuan touched Xia Houxuan's arm, and was shrunk, and he quickly reached up to reach his forehead, and felt sweaty hands.

"Xia Houyu!" Shen Yan shook him gently.

Xia Hou opened his eyes stupidly, and said arrogantly, "It's so uncomfortable."

Shen Zhan covered the water with a cloth and covered Xia Houyi's forehead, and said, "I'll get some medicine for you at the Taiyi Medical Department. You'll wait."

Xia Houzhen nodded slightly and closed his eyes.

Shen Yan put on his clothes and ran out. The night was dark, and the palace stood in the darkness, like a shadow in the air. Long Street 迢迢 reached into the night, Shen 玦 heard his footsteps crackling. I don't know why, no one looks like it, no guard has seen it. Shen Ye did not feel relaxed, but felt depressed.

At the EPD, the door was open, and a pile of medicinal materials was scattered on the ground. Shen Yun didn't know what was happening, suppressed the uneasiness and doubt in her heart, hurried to find the gold sore medicine and antipyretic herbal bag in the cabinet, and carried it into her arms. Just when I wanted to go out, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

Several assassins in black rushed over, and Shen was startled, and turned around and hid behind the door, their hoarse voices looming.

"Boss, aren't we going to look for Xia Houyi's kid?"

"What to look for, that stinky boy didn't find the map of the imperial palace first, and it was difficult for us to retreat safely. How can we take care of him without thinking? The concubine is dead, we have done our part. Let him go on his own. "

It's Garan's Assassin. Of course, Xia Houyi couldn't find a map of the imperial palace first, and Shen Min burned it after taking the map. Now, only he knows the secret of the palace. This group of assassins may know that there is a secret passage in the palace, but they do not know the specific location, so they need a map to guide them.

It turns out that Xia Houzhen's role is not to assassinate, but to find a map.

When the assassin was gone, Shen Min turned out from behind the door leaf, bowed his head and quickly left the Physician Department. He had just turned around a corner, and the iron boots behind him accompanied by the shout of "grabbing the assassin" passed behind him.

After finally entering the backyard, the forests reflected each other, as if every shadow had hidden unknown dangers. Shen Xuan ran on the path, just wanted to return to Xia Hou Xuan quickly.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps, Shen Xu was startled, and turned and hid behind the tree.

"Who!" Situ shouted sharply.

Shen Yan was stretched, his hands clenched tightly.

"Come out!" Situ held his torch, approaching the depths of the trail step by step.

The large leaves of the bowl were scraped on his face, and there was silence all around, only the sound of ring armor hitting him during the operation of Yu Linwei.

"Situ, are you reading it wrong?" Someone asked in a low voice, the flowers at night were too dark, the moss moistened with water on the ground was wet and slippery, and Yu Linwei's heart jumped uncontrollably.

The fire burned the flames, supporting a square inch of light in the darkness, everyone back to back, facing the flowers on both sides, slowly holding the knife in both hands. Assassins are good at concealing assassinations. They keep the empty doors behind each other so that the assassins have no chance.

Those assassins are amazing. They lost twelve people in Chengqian Palace before killing three, catching one alive, and the rest fell into the night. And the assassin who was caught alive also cut his throat with a knife, and the blood flowed through Situ Jing ’s boots, and Situ picked up the assassin ’s long knife, which was engraved with the “white world” of the carcass.

It's funny, the blade of an assassin walking in the shadows is actually called "the world is white."

The bright flame was getting closer, Shen Yan frowned deeply, and was about to take the initiative to appear. Suddenly, he heard the roar of a crossbow, and a Yu Linwei screamed and fell to the ground. A shadow jumped from the tree three steps away from Shen Ying, and fell on the sides of the two Yu Linweis. Before they turned, they cut their throats with a two-handed knife.

Suddenly, three people lost their lives.

Galo Luo lost his short sword with both hands, picked up the Yan Yan knife on the ground, clamped the knife with his armpit, and then slowly pulled out the knife. The blood on the knife was wiped dry, revealing the sharp blade. She was still wearing that tattered gown, covered with blood, and in the darkness she raised her head, exposing beautiful but murderous eyebrows.

The remaining two Yu Linwei were stunned and retreated in amazement.

"Hey, have you ever seen anyone who is so tall and dressed in black clothes like those before?" Galloy asked Bibi on his chest, tilting his head.

Yu Linwei shook his head slyly.

"Oh, that's a pity." Galo Luo laughed and raised his knife.

Situ moved away from the crowd, facing Galou Luo with his sword. However, in a flash, Galou Luo knelt on his knees, his sword crossed Situ Jin's blade, and his body passed from his side. At the same time, his left hand Arrows were fired in the sleeves and nailed into the back of Yulin Wei's throat. Situ wanted to turn back to save the two companions, but she couldn't move faster than her. She approached Yu Linwei like a ghost, and the sword drew up from the bottom, drawing a straight red line on his neck and cheek. .

The smell of blood spread among the flowers. She pierced Yu Linwei's body with a knife. The blood splashed her cheeks, and the people on the ground completely lost their voice.

Situ was desperate, the gap between him and her was too great, and he had no power to fight back. Situ Jin grasped the knife in his hand and exhaled slowly. He stared at the woman in front of her. She stood under the flower vine. She was hiding in the shadows. Only the wild goose sword was cold and frosty. Bright red blood.

"Hey, my mother is in a hurry, will you not fight?" She said lazily.

Situ didn't know what medicine was sold in her gourd, and said coldly: "The responsibility lies with me today, either you die or I die."

"Boring." She muttered.

Before she muttered, Situ suddenly started.

Inadequate strength, can only surprisingly win!

It was almost an instant. Situ Jin flexed his legs slightly, like a full bow, and then bowed off his hand. He was like a sharp arrow with no return, wrapped in the wind and thunder, and rushed to Gallou Noodle door. He held his breath, and only the sound of the wind whistled frantically in his ears. He saw the gorgeous, almost sharp woman raising her head, and the brows under the broken hair were thick as ink pens.

铮 ——

She waved a full moon like a knife, and the arc sealed Situ Jin's best blow. Galoluo didn't fasten Situ Jin's knife, but instead staggered forward at the moment when the knife met the knife. Her long knife slid across Situ Jin's blade and made a sound of gold and iron rubbing. When Situ exhaled his breath, he felt the cold blade cut open the soft armor and the muscles between his ribs, the warm blood spurted out, and his armor was soaked.

"Your snow knife hasn't gotten home yet, so what's your responsibility? Young people, you should take care of your life. Alas, unfortunately, one more snow knife is passed down." She carried the knife on her shoulder and kept it. Give Situ Jin a hang back.

Situ Jin knelt down on the ground holding his sword, and tentatively touched his ribs, his hands were full of hot and humid.

Suddenly a figure turned out in the forest, a weak **** in Tsing Yi, Situ looked up, and saw the eunuch's pale face.

"Don't be afraid, she probably won't come back." Situ Jing whispered softly, "You are the father-in-law of the Ganxi No. 4 Institute. I recognize you. I have been at the No. 4 Institute before."

Shen Ye's face was caged in the shadow of the flowers and leaves, and said, "Adult knows that slaves are hiding here?"

"I found it a long time ago, but I didn't pierce you." Situ Jin glanced at the pouch in Shen Huan's arms and said, "Did you steal the medicine? No wonder it came out so late."

"The slave's housemate is sick. We are in a humble position. We can't ask for medical attention. The medicine is used up again, so we have to do something about it."

"He must be your good brother." Situ Jin's eyelids were getting heavier and his voice was flowing. "Good, my brother is dead." He looked at the corpse on the ground, blood. The soil was soaked, and the brownish black soil was stained dark red. Although they may not consider him a brother, he wishfully felt that he had fought together side by side, and that the partner who had lived and died was the brother.

The dew on the flower vine dropped on his cheek, cold and cold, as if it could penetrate into his heart. Jingshi's spring was so cold, he thought vaguely that he couldn't hold the knife in his hands.

Shen Yanmu silently said, "Well, now, he is the best person in the world to me."

"Go back quickly, Gansi is not far away. Avoid the shadows and walk where there is light. As long as there are shadows, there are assassins, there are ... Galo Luo." Fall down on the ground. Half of his face was buried in the mud, covered with blood and dirt.

Shen Yan was shocked, and asked, "What are you talking about, Gala Luo? Is that woman just Gala Luo?" Situ Jin had no way to answer. Shen Zan frowned for a moment and turned away.

When Xiahou went back to sleep, Xia Houyi was still asleep. He tried Xia Hou's forehead temperature, and it didn't seem to be hot. He took off Xia Houyi's clothes, and re-applied him with gold sore medicine from the Department of Health. This medicine is much better than the herbal medicine he used before. The fine powder was sprinkled on the red and swollen wounds. Xia Houyu felt a coolness on the burning wounds and his breathing was smooth.

Fry the medicine and feed it to Xia Houyun. After an hour, try his forehead again. Shen Xuan was relieved and pushed open the window lattice to look outside. The heavens and earth were refreshed by the rain last night. The sky was blue with day and night alternation, soaring and wide. One palace after another seemed to receive the morning light from the sky.

Xia Hou awoke, sitting up with his eyes staring, with a mess of hair on his head.

Shen Yan brought the face wash, and handed him the wet pad, Xia Houzhen wiped it with his eyes closed. The charcoal was burned out. Shen Yan brought the charcoal and clamped it into the smoke cage one by one.

"Xia Houyu," she said suddenly, "that, I saw Jia ..."

"What do you see?" Xia Houzhen was still confused and shook his head vigorously.

"..." The charcoal change stopped and Shen Yan lowered his eyes.

The poorer the rich, the more afraid they will become poor. He remembered that in the first year of entering the palace, he swept lonely snow that could never be cleaned in the cold days, but later he got the errand in Duan Ning Palace, but he was severely punished by the concubine for a quarter of a night. The palm of his mouth, and the four joys that were killed by his own hands, the disgusting touch of his greasy hands on him ...

The palace door is as deep as the sea, and it is endless before and after. Although the Ganxi No. 4 Institute is peaceful, it is a place that can't stand it all his life. Several eunuchs under his hands will spend most of the day lying in bed, waiting for one day to inhale, and the thin coffin board Guy, this life is over.

He can't walk here, he must go out. It's just that in the Forbidden City, he can't escape it all his life. He finally got a man who can float in the sea together, like a bitter person who tastes a little sugar. How can he give up?

His eyes darkened a bit, and in the end, he shook his head and said, "Nothing."