A handsome and elegant Young Master stood quietly in the middle of the field. Although he didn't utter any bold words, a disdainful air silently spread out from him.
An elegant and refined young girl in white, who looked like a fairy descending from the Ninth Heaven, was leaning weakly against him. Even though everyone knew that she was an assassin, they had to admit that she was beautiful. Perhaps it was because she was heavily surrounded or because she was injured, but the young girl's delicate brows were slightly knitted together, adding a sense of pity to her appearance.
"What a perfect couple!" The surrounding people sighed with emotion, but when they thought that only death awaited this immortal couple, they couldn't help but feel sorry for them.
Moqi Suo, however, wasn't one of them who felt sorry for them. He had long been itching to grind Song Qingshu's bones to dust, not to mention that he was well aware of the identity of this young girl in white. Back in Yangzhou, he had sent a large number of experts to hunt her down, but who could have expected that she would still escape.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and attack!" Seeing that the imperial guards had stopped moving, Moqi Suo flew into a rage and hurriedly urged them.
The imperial guards cursed inwardly, thinking that with this one zhang wide storm of swords and sabers, anyone who approached would be instantly torn to pieces. Although they knew that they might be able to scatter the swords and sabers in the air by relying on their advantage in numbers, those who rushed to the front would undoubtedly die. Who would be willing to take the lead?
To one side, Han Xingzhou was very angry with Song Qingshu's behavior. Since the morning court session, this guy had been constantly causing trouble for him, and now he was involved in an assassination attempt. Han Xingzhou couldn't wait for him to die. However, he was a mature politician. He knew that if Song Qingshu really died here, the imperial court would certainly attack the Golden Snake Camp, and his plan to conquer the Jin army, which he had painstakingly worked on for many years, would be put on hold indefinitely. What was more frightening was that he was the one who introduced Song Qingshu, and he would certainly be held responsible afterwards. Moqi Suo and the others wouldn't let go of the opportunity to hit him when he was down.
Therefore, even though he was cursing Song Qingshu to death in his heart, Han Xingzhou still stood up for him and said, "Prince Song, from your conversation, you saved this woman only because you know her, not because you knew about her assassination attempt?"
Song Qingshu nodded. "That's right. I don't know why she tried to assassinate His Majesty, but she saved my life. I won't let anything happen to her in front of me."
Moqi Suo sneered and said, "Lord Han, are you trying to distance yourself from Song with just a few words?"
Han Xingzhou braced himself and said, "In my opinion, since they have been surrounded, it is clear that they cannot escape. Why don't we first figure out why this assassin wants to assassinate the Emperor? That way, we can be prepared in case she has other accomplices. Next time, the Emperor will be in danger."
"Accomplices?" Moqi Suo sneered, "Isn't her accomplice right next to her?"
Song Qingshu suddenly spoke, "Moqi Suo, don't jump up and down. Even if Song Mou can't escape today, taking your life with him is as easy as blowing off dust."
Moqi Suo's face instantly flushed red, but she didn't know how to refute and subconsciously shrunk back.
"As easy as blowing off dust? What big words. " Huang Chang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. His life's mission was to support the Imperial Family. As the head of all the officials, he naturally wouldn't sit by and watch as she was killed right under his nose.
Worried that her master and Song Qingshu would really fight, the yellow-robed woman couldn't sit still and hurriedly spoke to divert their attention, "Miss, may I ask why you want to assassinate His Majesty?"
"He should be killed," Xiao Long Nu's red lips opened, her voice soft and pleasant, but filled with killing intent.
"That's it?" The yellow-robed woman was dumbfounded. What kind of reason was this? How could she continue? Even if she wanted to ease the atmosphere, there was nothing she could do.
At the side, the fat on Zhao Gou's face trembled. It was clear that he was on the verge of exploding.
Song Qingshu knew that with Xiao Long Nu's cold personality, she wouldn't seriously explain things to others. He couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Joy flashed across Moqi Suo's face and she shouted angrily at the group of guards, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and execute this assassin!"
At that moment, the Imperial Guards had brought over shields and spears. With these weapons, their courage instantly increased, and they stepped towards the two people in the middle of the field.
Song QingShu coldly snorted, and the rotating swords and sabers around him suddenly spread out, doubling the range. The group of imperial guards hurriedly raised their shields to block in front of them, but the sword Qi in front of them only lasted for a breath's time before the shields in their hands were sliced into pieces by the sword Qi. The group of people were so frightened that they retreated, and the formation immediately fell into chaos.
Song Qingshu could now be considered a veteran of the battlefield, and he knew the importance of gaining the upper hand with a show of strength. That was why he struck like lightning from the start, causing the guards to tremble in fear.
Without waiting for them to restore their formation, Song Qingshu gave a cold humph and stared at Moqi Suo, "Lord Moqi Suo is in such a hurry to order the guards to act. Are you planning to silence them?"
The words "silence them" contained too much information. In addition, no one present could understand why such a beautiful and otherworldly little girl would enter the palace to assassinate someone for no reason. Hearing Song Qingshu's words, they all looked suspiciously at Moqi Suo.
Noticing the gazes of the others, including Zhao Gou, Moqi Suo's heart skipped a beat. She knew that Zhao Gou had always been suspicious, so she hurriedly explained, "Silence them? Song, don't slander me."
"Little Junior Sister, why don't you say that it was Moqi Nu who sent you here?" Song QingShu said with a faint smile on his face.
"No, I hate this person." Xiao Long Nu frowned slightly and shook her head in refusal.
"Uh …" Song Qingshu did not expect her to refuse so decisively. He had originally wanted to drag Moqi Suo into this and see if he could find an opportunity in the chaos. Since Xiao Long Nu was not cooperating, he could only drop the idea.
However, Song Qingshu reacted quickly. When he heard Moqi Suo's question, he instantly had a plan. He raised his head and swept his gaze around, finally resting his gaze on Zhao Gou. He pointed at Xiao Long Nu and asked, "Does Your Majesty know who she is?"
"How would We know?" Zhao Gou gave a cold humph. If not for his fear of Song Qingshu's martial arts, he would have ordered the guards to hack these two to death.
"This Miss Long …" Song Qingshu paused, then said slowly, "is the orphan of General Yue Fei." He had heard this secret in Moqi Suo's residence when he was disguised as a guard. Combined with the information that Li Qingluo had told him before, and the fact that Wang Yuyan looked similar to her, Song Qingshu was sure that there was no mistake.
Originally, Xiao Long Nu still had a calm expression on her face, but when she heard Song Qingshu's words, her eyes instantly widened. She looked at the man beside her in confusion, thinking that she had only recently found out about her parentage by chance, so how did he know?
"What!"
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