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Nie Wushuang was startled, then chuckled, her beautiful eyes rolled, and she smiled sarcastically: "Of course he entered my tent, how could he enter your tent again? He told me that he doesn't like you at all... He He also said..."

Bao Jieyu was so angry that she trembled all over. She swung the sword in her hand and stabbed Nie Wushuang hard on the shoulder. Nie Wushuang felt a sharp pain on his shoulder and broke out in cold sweat.

She held her sword blade, her smile unchanged, and continued: "You don't believe it? He said...he said..."

She moved her lips, but she couldn't hear anything, as if she was in unbearable pain and couldn't breathe. Bao Jieyu said angrily: "What on earth did he say?"

Nie Wushuang gasped and laughed: "Come here, I will tell you. He said you..."

Bao Jieyu was impatient and couldn't help but come forward. Nie Wushuang's beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent. He turned his palm and stabbed her chest with the dagger in his hand.

Bao Jieyu looked at her blankly, and then she realized that there was a dagger in her heart.

"He said he was just using you!" Nie Wushuang said coldly, pushing her away. Holding back the severe pain, she pulled out the sword from her shoulder. She stood up tremblingly and looked at Bao Jieyu who was twitching on the ground: "If you want to kill me, of course I can't let you succeed... If you want to blame me, blame you." Own……"

Bao Jieyu covered her heart and was speechless. At this moment, a guard shouted in the distance. Nie Wushuang was startled. He quickly stepped forward, pulled out the dagger from Bao Jieyu's heart, wiped it carelessly, and put it into his scabbard.

After she finished all this, she threw herself to the ground and shouted: "Come here! Help! Feng"

Bao Jieyu stared at her, her lips opening and closing, and Nie Wushuang turned his head. At this time, her hair was disheveled, and there were blood stains on her beautiful face. She looked weirdly beautiful. She smiled at Bao Jieyu. : "What are your last words?"

As if a flashback came to her, Bao Jieyu grabbed her arm and breathed out word by word: "You are so vicious..."

Nie Wushuang shook off the hand she was holding tightly and sneered: "You are the one who is cruel!" She ignored her and grabbed her sleeves and pretended to cry: "Bao Jieyu, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you... "

A green shadow from afar passed by. She stretched out her hand, looked at Xiao Fengming's handsome and nervous face, and cried: "Your Majesty, save me!"

…

It got dark. Nie Wushuang huddled in the quilt and still felt cold. Through the translucent curtain, she saw a clear figure pacing back and forth. She was still sleepless, and even though the imperial doctor had prescribed medicine to calm her nerves and calm her nerves, it still had no effect on her.

Bao Jieyu is dead. He bled to death on the way back to the camp. Nie Wushuang's sword wound was bandaged under Xiao Fengming's concerned gaze. Fortunately, the sword did not damage any muscles or bones.

Such a big thing happened during the hunt. The emperor was furious and ordered the assassins who were still hiding in the dense forest to be surrounded and suppressed until sunset. All assassins were killed on the spot. After further investigation, it was found that the swords used by the assassins were all made by Qi Di. This shocked the Qi envoys who followed the emperor on the hunt and went to defend their innocence overnight.

But the physical evidence is there, and the person is dead with no corroboration, so we don’t know whether this is true or not. Xiao Fengming scolded Qi State for betraying its faith and ordered people to send them to Beijing to send them off on a different day! This was simply to drive them back. The Qi envoys no longer had any face left, so they headed back to Qi overnight.

"Aren't you going to sleep yet?" Xiao Fengming turned to the imperial tent and couldn't help but ask when he saw Nie Wushuang still staring at the tent ceiling with his eyes wide open.

Nie Wushuang shook her head and leaned into his arms: "I'm afraid, I can't sleep." Her thin and slender body curled up like a cat.

Xiao Fengming still felt frightened when he thought of the scene in the afternoon. Her long hair was disheveled, and she was sitting in a pool of blood, completely lost in thought. Only when she saw him coming, did her eyes light up.

"Don't be afraid." Xiao Fengming held her in his arms and stroked her long, silky hair: "All the assassins have been killed. No one can hurt you anymore."

Nie Wushuang buried her head in his arms, a sneer overflowing from her red lips. Yes, no one can hurt her anymore. Bao Jieyu overestimated his own abilities and actually wanted to take advantage of the chaos to kill her. She deserved this knife!

Thinking about it, she responded softly.

Xiao Fengming patted her back gently, his eyebrows still furrowed. At this time, the servant outside the tent came in: "Your Majesty, Your Highness Prince Rui wants to see you."

Xiao Fengming put down Nie Wushuang and walked out. Nie Wushuang hugged the quilt and watched Xiao Fengqing walk in quickly. He entered the tent, glanced at the tent vaguely, and then said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, three people were assassinated during this attack." There were two bodyguards and one female official. After examination by the imperial doctor, Bao Jieyu was stabbed in the center by the assassin's sword, which penetrated seven inches of her flesh."

Xiao Fengming nodded after hearing this: "A generous burial."

On the side, Eunuch Lin quickly stepped back to deliver the order. Only Xiao Fengming and Xiao Fengqing were left in the tent. Nie Wushuang pricked up his ears and listened.

Xiao Fengming's voice was gloomy: "Who instigated this time?"

Xiao Fengqing said: "Perhaps it was really instigated by the State of Qi. According to Concubine Shu, the assassins were targeting Bi Xiuyi this time. Maybe they were resentful because they failed to borrow troops."

Xiao Fengming glanced at the tent behind him and said calmly: "Keep your voice down, don't scare her."

Xiao Fengqing followed his gaze and looked at the beautiful figure behind the tent, hesitated to speak, and then let out a dull groan for a long time. Xiao Fengming discussed with him how to set up and change defenses, and then asked him to retreat.

When Nie Wushuang saw Xiao Fengming coming in, she smiled sadly: "I have heard this, is it really Qi Guo who did it?" She was about to cry: "I am an ominous person, the emperor should give up on me."

She struggled and knelt on the ground, crying miserably. Xiao Fengming looked at her weakness

Her shoulders trembled with crying, and she sighed in her heart, and picked her up: "Fool, if I give up on you, where else can you find a place in this world?"

Nie Wushuang was suddenly stunned. Her beautiful eyes looked at the pair of gentle deep eyes in front of her with a complex expression. A surge of sadness surged from the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't help but shed tears. It was just a joke just now, but now she is really crying.

Xiao Fengming held her in his arms and watched her tears and tears smearing on him, and the deep affection that he had never noticed could not help but flow from his lips.

…

After a good night's sleep, when Nie Wushuang got up the next day, the palace maids knelt on the floor and congratulated each other: "Congratulations to the empress, congratulations to the empress."

Nie Wushuang couldn't help but be stunned: "Where does joy come from?"

Xia Lan, who was on the side, smiled and stepped forward: "Your Majesty saved Concubine Shu bravely, and the Emperor specially decreed that your Majesty be named Bi Concubine."

Nie Wushuang was stunned, feeling shocked and happy at the same time. While he was in a daze, Concubine Shu came in wiping her tears: "I see you are so pitiful. It's all my fault for letting you go into the forest."

She held Nie Wushuang's hand and cried until she cried: "Sister Nie, how do you feel now?"

Nie Wushuang heard her calling "Sister Nie" affectionately, and couldn't help but stretched out her hand to cover the wound, and smiled sweetly: "I am fine now."

…

After Bao Jieyu's death, she was granted the title of Chongrong by Xiao Fengming and given the posthumous title of "Shun". She was specially buried on the west side of the imperial mausoleum. The next day the coffin was transported to the imperial mausoleum. This matter should not be publicized, so the funeral was kept simple.

The autumn hunt was held as usual, and the shadow of assassins and death gradually dissipated in the struggle between the children of the aristocratic families. Nie Wushuang rested peacefully in the imperial tent to recover from his injuries. Every morning, Xiao Fengming dressed neatly and went out, only to return in the evening. Every time he gained a lot.

The emperor's youth and strength are obviously a sign of the country's prosperity.

Nie Wushuang had an injury on her shoulder and was not suitable for riding a horse. When the injury recovered a little, Xia Lan helped her walk around the imperial tent. The grassland was windy, so Xia Lan wrapped her up tightly for fear that she would catch cold. Nie Wushuang looked at the grassland scenery and couldn't help but walk farther and farther.

One evening, she stood on the meadow where she usually walked and looked over. Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind her. She turned around and saw Xiao Fengqing walking towards her with a half-smile.

Nie Wushuang knew that he had something to ask, so he calmly told Xia Lan to step back and stay aside.

Xiao Fengqing was wearing a black riding outfit today. Her posture was as straight as a sword, with broad shoulders and a thin waist, like a fine javelin.

Nie Wushuang's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly: "His Royal Highness Prince Rui."

The look in Xiao Fengqing's heterochromatic eyes was complicated: "Did you kill Bao Jieyu?" He took out a dagger from his arms and threw it at her feet: "I found this from the clothes you changed. .”

Nie Wushuang picked up the dagger, touched the undried blood on the dagger with his plain white fingers, and said coldly: "So what?"

"Why did you want to kill her?" Xiao Fengqing asked.

Nie Wushuang snorted coldly: "She wants to kill me! Do I still have to clean my neck and let her kill her? Her death is her own fault. You can't blame me!"

Xiao Fengqing glanced at her, and finally smiled coldly: "Teach you another trick, kill all the people! Fortunately, you hurt her heart this time, otherwise, if she could still speak when the emperor arrived, You’re finished!”

Nie Wushuang just remained silent.

Xiao Fengqing looked at her thin figure standing alone in the wind, and a very complicated look gradually appeared in her eyes: "If you look carefully, the wound is not a sword wound at all, but a dagger wound. I have already patched up another sword wound for you. You must take care of yourself in the future. .”

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