Chapter 293

Xiao Huang didn't expect someone to assassinate him, and his face suddenly changed.

"Your Majesty, be careful." Chu Zhi stepped forward to protect emperor Xiao.

Chu Zhi knows some martial arts. Xiao Huang has heard a little about her, but she didn't expect that she would be so calm. If she were a daughter of the boudoir next to her, she would have been frightened by the rain. At first, she protected him in times of crisis with a gentle look.

He patted Chu Zhi on the shoulder and said in a warm voice, "no matter what I do, I haven't asked a little woman to protect me behind me. Get out of the way. I see who dares to do it!"

Emperor Xiao also has Kung Fu. When he was the prince, he once led an army. Later, he personally led troops to force the palace to rebel. Naturally, he would not be afraid of several assassins.

As a result, as soon as the voice fell, the tiles on his head suddenly cracked and flew down directly from the roof. Several assassins were armed with sharp blades. If they hadn't dodged in time, I'm afraid the Xiao emperor would have been stabbed.

"Li Quansheng, get out of here with your majesty!" during the fight, Han Zhan took the opportunity to yell at Li Quansheng.

Hai Xiuyan and Zhao Yufeng are weak scholars, so Chu Yan and Han Zhan can do some Kung Fu. They mainly rely on the servants of the Chu family and the guards brought by the Xiao emperor.

They gave the venue to them and took the emperor Xiao to the outside leg.

When an accident happened upstairs, all the people downstairs had run away. As a result, as soon as they went out, a group of archers were ambushed outside. When they saw several people coming out, they put cold arrows.

One of the arrows flew straight towards Chu Zhi. Chu Zhi was about to hide. Han Zhan hugged Chu Zhi and heard a stuffy hum. Han Zhan pressed her.

Han Zhan's eyes were twinkling with pain. It took him a long time to recover. He looked at Chu Zhi's anxious and flustered eyes. He slightly raised his eyebrows, grinned and said, "don't be afraid, young master, I'm powerful!"

As a result, he took a cold breath as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Bear it and don't move." Chu Zhi quickly shot. Han Zhan's injury was on his back. Her slender fingers searched on his back and tried on his chest to make sure he didn't hurt his internal organs. It was a little reassuring, "you're lucky!"

Seeing that Han Zhan was still in the mood to joke, Chu Zhi stared at him: "don't move! Even if it's skin -"

Han Zhan covered Chu Zhi's mouth: "no, I'm so dizzy, I'm going to be dizzy..."

Then he fell down.

Chu Zhi jumped and was about to open his mouth. He felt an itch in the palm of his hand and knew that he was pretending.

Although I don't know why han Zhan just pretends to be dizzy due to skin trauma, she still looks flustered and asks someone to save Han Zhan.

In the gap between Han Zhan's injury, the garrison in the city also came.

On the Lantern Festival, we are afraid of any accidents. The troops patrolling the city shuttle back and forth just in case.

Fortunately, Wangjiang building is not far from Hou's house. The party sent Han Zhan back to Hou's house.

The Xiao emperor was going to go, too. They were so frightened that they quickly persuaded them to retreat.

The assassin was assassinated tonight. No one is sure whether the assassin will come back to the house. Chu Zhi asked Han Zhan to lie on his leg and try not to touch the arrow on his back. He asked him, "why did you block the arrow for me just now?"

Han Zhan grinned: "you are my sweetheart, I will naturally block it for you!"

"Do you think I'll appreciate you if you block it for me? Besides, I can avoid it by myself with my skill. You don't have to block that arrow for me at all!"

"It's your own business to hide yourself. It's my own business to protect you."

"What else can you do besides being a hero!"

"... I didn't." seeing Chu Zhi angry, Han Zhan whispered, "I know you can avoid it, but when I saw the arrow shooting at you, I was flustered and afraid that something might happen to you. I don't want you to be hurt at all. I will be distressed."

My heart trembled fiercely, and something gushed out at that moment.

Chu Zhi gritted his teeth: "mind your own business!"

Han Zhan pulled Chu Zhi's sleeve: "don't be angry."

His move involved the wound on his back, and another stream of blood gushed out.

Chu Zhi's eyelids jumped: "shut up!"

Han Zhan was so frightened that he quickly shut up.

Han Zhan's injury spread in Hou's house. Zhongyong Hou's face changed when he heard that his son's life was hanging on the line.

After seeing his injury, his face changed again.

He marched and fought for decades. He saw that it was just a skin wound. When he thought of the servant, he said that the bastard was about to hiccup and fart. Zhongyong Hou's face was black and could drip ink.

But in the eyes of the servant, it became: "the little Marquis was hit by an arrow and hurt the key. I'm afraid it won't work. Zhongyong Marquis was devastated. He couldn't say a word and his face was black."

Before long, everyone in the capital knew that Han Zhan, the young Duke of Zhongyong Hou's house, counted arrows during the Lantern Festival. Time was running out and his life was at rest.

Of course, that's all later.

However, after emperor Xiao returned to the palace, he immediately ordered Wu Taiyi to go out of the palace to heal Han Zhan.

Chu Zhi was relieved to see that it was Doctor Wu.

Sure enough, Wu Taiyi said, "the little Marquis's injury seems dangerous. Fortunately, he has not been hurt to the point. After a period of rest, he will be as good as ever."

"Doctor Wu is wrong?" Han Zhan said. "I think I've hurt my heart and won't live long. Even if I can survive, I'm also a short-lived ghost. What do you think?"

Hearing the speech, Doctor Wu's eyelids jumped.

He instinctively glanced at Chu Zhi. Although Chu Zhi didn't know what Han Zhan wanted to do, he still said to Wu Taiyi, "Wu Taiyi, please."

Doctor Wu pondered for a moment: "if the heart pulse is damaged, the doctor can know one or two by cutting the pulse."

"It's easy to do. Your majesty trusts Mrs. Wu. My injury will trouble Mrs. Wu in the future."

Wu Taiyi instinctively wanted to refuse, so he saw Han Zhan pick his eyebrow and smile: "after all, I'm the prince's man now!"

"Don't worry, my Lord. I will do my best to heal him, which will surely save his life."

It's midnight when we finish our work here.

Wu Taiyi's technique is sophisticated. He doesn't shed much blood when pulling out the arrow, but it hurts badly.

Don't look at Han Zhan's delicate skin and tender meat. He is a patient and doesn't say a word all the time.

Doctor Wu sighed, "the little marquis is a real man!"

Han Zhan panted heavily, his forehead was cold and sweaty, and his face was as white as paper, but he still sneered: "I think the military stick I received when I was a child was much more painful than this. This pain is itching for me!"

Wu Taiyi shook his head and smiled, noncommittal.

[author's digression]: there are many buried lines in these two chapters. Careful little cute should be able to find them