Cheng Zheng didn't even feel the pain. He lowered his eyes to look at the dark bloodstain on his chest. The rainwater fell on his body, and the blood mixed with the rainwater. When it fell to the ground, it created a small splash.
Ye Zhen's silver whip wrapped around Cheng Zheng's waist, lifted him up and threw him out heavily.
Bang!
Cheng Zheng hit the carriage and rolled a few times on the ground, almost being run over by a carriage that rushed over.
Zhao Rao lifted the curtain just in time to see Cheng Zheng fall to the ground in mid-air.
In an instant, it was as if the sound between heaven and earth had disappeared. Only the dull thud of Cheng Zheng's landing gently fell on her heart, creating a big hole in it.
The torches were about to be extinguished by the rain. The shadow guards changed rain-proof lanterns to illuminate the scene in front.
Cheng Zheng was lying on the ground, the rain falling on him. A diluted red flower bloomed under his body.
"Cheng Zheng …" Zhao Rao's legs went soft and she almost knelt down. She stared at the man on the ground.
"Your Majesty, be careful." The palace servant held Zhao Rao's hand, fearing that she would fall from the carriage.
The shadow guards had surrounded Ye Zhen. Ye Zhen stood on the carriage and looked down at the dying Cheng Zheng. She had to be sure that Cheng Zheng was dead before she could leave.
Pain!
Cheng Zheng felt a dull pain in his heart. He didn't feel the pain at first, but when he heard Zhao Rao's voice, he realized how painful it was.
He may not be able to accompany her anymore. He may not be able to accompany her to welcome the peace and prosperity of the Kingdom of Qi.
Thinking of this, he was really in pain.
Zhao Rao stumbled out of the carriage and knelt beside Cheng Zheng. Seeing more and more blood under his body, his face was completely pale. He just looked at her sadly, not saying a word.
His eyes, which could only look at her affectionately and tenderly, were full of reluctance and sadness. Zhao Rao understood his meaning. She only felt a thousand arrows piercing her heart.
"Imperial doctor … Go and bring the imperial doctor …" Her voice trembled.
Cheng Zheng held her hand as if he had exhausted all his strength. He didn't want to die, he didn't want to leave her alone.
"Please." Zhao Rao cried, trembling. "Don't leave me."
"Don't …" Cheng Zheng felt his body getting colder and colder. "Go to Jin Nation … Lu … Lu … Come back … It's … her."
Zhao Rao listened to his intermittent words and knew that he wanted to give her his last words.
"Everything's fine." Cheng Zheng could no longer make a sound. He could only open his mouth, and a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye. From now on, without his protection, would she be able to suppress the people of the Imperial Court? Would she be able to suppress the Fifth Prince's party?
Oh, there should be no need to worry. Zhao Rao's abilities were much stronger than the Fifth Prince's, and his original faction had almost been wiped out by him.
And Song Honao … Song Honao would not help the Fifth Prince. He was loyal to Zhao Rao, but he did not want to be loyal to himself.
Actually, he could walk in peace now, but his heart still ached.
"Cheng Zheng!" Zhao Rao screamed when she saw that he was motionless with his eyes wide open.
"He's dead." Ye Zhen whispered. She could feel that Cheng Zheng's last breath had disappeared.
Zhao Rao raised her head with difficulty and looked at Ye Zhen standing on the carriage. She did not know who this woman was, but she saw that it was this woman who killed Cheng Zheng.
Ye Zhen felt Zhao Rao's hatred. She whispered, "Keeping him alive will bring us endless trouble. I'm sorry for making you sad."
"Who are you?" Zhao Rao's eyes were red, and she held back her tears.
"Is this important to you?" Ye Zhen asked. She was now disguised. After killing Cheng Zheng, it was a bit despicable to not let the other party know who she was.
In Zhao Rao's mind, Cheng Zheng's words just before he died came to mind.
Don't go to Jin Nation, Lu … Come back?
She stared straight at the woman on the carriage. Although her appearance was different, she still felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Lu Yaoyao!
"You're back." Zhao Rao slowly stood up, suppressing all the grief in her heart. She looked at Ye Zhen with hatred. "Lu Yaoyao, you're still alive."
Ye Zhen smiled slightly. "Yes, I heard that Zhao Ning was captured by Cheng Zheng as soon as I came back."
"Lu Yaoyao, you deserve to die!" Zhao Rao let out a hoarse roar. "I, Zhao Rao, will never let you go!"
"It was Cheng Zheng who attacked first. Are we not allowed to fight back?" Ye Zhen asked calmly. "If we didn't come back, would you let Mo Rongyi and Zhao Ning go? Would you let the Jin Nation go? "
Zhao Rao said, "He won't hurt Zhao Ning."
"He locked Zhao Ning in the dungeon and almost killed both of them. Zhao Rao, I killed him. He was courting death first." Ye Zhen said lightly.
"Lu Yaoyao, one day, I will let you taste the pain of losing a loved one." Zhao Rao seemed to have used up all her strength. After saying this, her whole body softened and fell to the ground, lying in Cheng Zheng's arms.
The surrounding shadow guards and palace servants shouted in horror, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
Ye Zhen hesitated for a moment, then flew to Zhao Rao's side.
Everyone pointed their swords at her.
"Don't worry, I won't kill Zhao Rao." Ye Zhen said lightly, grabbing Zhao Rao's hand and feeling her pulse. Slippery pulse? A touch of surprise flashed in her eyes. Thinking of the life in her belly, Ye Zhen stuffed a pill into her mouth without a trace. "Send your Emperor back to the palace. She is pregnant and should rest well." Ye Zhen's eyes flashed with surprise.
The shadow guards looked at Ye Zhen warily, but were surprised when they heard that Zhao Rao was pregnant.
The Emperor's child … Isn't that the child of the Lord?
Ye Zhen stood up and got into the carriage without looking back. "Let's go."
Wu Chong drove the carriage forward. Some of the shadow guards wanted to rush up but were shot in the shoulder by a silver arrow flying out of the carriage.
"You are no match for her. Send Zhao Rao back to the palace. I will wait for her revenge." Ye Zhen said lightly.
"Send His Excellency and His Majesty back to the palace first." Several shadow guards looked at each other. They just saw Ye Zhen attack. Even His Excellency was not her opponent, let alone them.
If they all died, who would send the Emperor back?
They still had to protect the Emperor.
Ye Zhen's carriage gradually disappeared into the night.
The tightly shut city gates opened heavily, and the capital city fell into chaos that night.
When it was almost dawn, the news of Cheng Zheng's death reached Song Honao's ears.
"Cheng Zheng is dead?" The bowl in Song Honao's hand fell to the ground. His eyes were full of surprise. "Who rescued Zhao Ning yesterday?"
"I heard that … the one who killed the Prime Minister was … the Imperial Concubine of Yuan Kingdom, Lu Yaoyao."
Song Honao stood up abruptly, his heart twitching in an instant. "Who did you say it was?"
"Lu Yaoyao!" The man whispered. "The doctor we brought to the courtyard was her. She … disguised herself and entered the city. We didn't see it."
It's her! It's her! She's not dead! Song Honao's heart flashed with joy, but it was soon replaced by shock. He remembered that Lu Yaoyao did not know martial arts. How did she kill Cheng Zheng?
(Nine-headed Bird Academy)
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