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Main Text Chapter 29 Palace Banquet Night Changes, Flying Daggers (2)

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    Yunji is Shen Ting's small characters, on the day of his birth, Emperor Jing Yuan personally picked up a pen and took it down.

    Hearing the words, Shen Ting got up quickly, bowed her head and said: "Your servant takes orders!"

    After stabilizing the flustered courtiers, Shen Ting ordered a group of shadow guards to protect Emperor Jing Yuan and left first, then looked at Shen Xiaoshi beside him.

    "Sanniang, go to the East Palace and wait for me, I'll be back soon." Shen Ting smiled slightly.

    "Your Highness, Sanniang will fight side by side with you." Shen Xiaoshi shook his head.

    All her martial arts skills have been passed down by veterans, and she is also a young general who has been on the battlefield. She accompanied Shen Ting to capture a few assassins, and she was quite sure.

    "Okay." Shen Ting's heart moved, and she quietly clenched Shen Xiao's hand.

    The fighting outside has become intense.

    The Assassins and the Praetorians faced each other, and no one could tell the difference.

    Until a long arrow pierced through the air and pierced straight into the heart of the leading assassin.

    Not far away, Shen Ting walked slowly with a longbow in hand.

    "Keep one alive, and the rest of the assassins will be killed without mercy!" Shen Yu raised her longbow, drew out her waist saber, and opened her lips in a cold and clear voice, "Listen to your orders, kill!"

    Immediately stepped forward.

    Shen Xiao drew the long bow on his back, jumped to the eaves, and at the moment when Shen Ting was heading towards him, he stretched the bow to open the way for him.

    Dozens of shadow guards came from all over the palace to help Shen Xuan and the imperial guards.

    With the prince rushing forward, the morale of the imperial guards was boosted, each of them clenched their swords tightly, and roared and rushed over.

    Under the flickering yellow light, the two sides fought in scuffle.

    Knives and guns collided, and blood flowed horizontally.

    Just when Shen Ting overwhelmed the assassin and was about to catch the man holding Duan Zheng's head, a whistle sounded suddenly.

    The temperature dropped suddenly in all directions, and a group of masked assassins leaped down from the eaves of the palace.

    The number was so large that it exceeded twice that of the imperial guards.

    "The plan has changed! Whoever captures the head of Shen Yu will be rewarded with a hundred hectares of fertile land, ten thousand taels of gold, and the title of general!" Someone shouted, and a group of assassins rushed straight to the group surrounded by the imperial guards and shadow guards.  Shen Yu.

    "Your Highness, be careful!" Shen Xiaoshi's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly drew the feathered arrow to his back.

    Unexpectedly, the arrows are exhausted.

    "Sanniang, back!" Shen Ting raised her eyes, saw a cold light flashing behind Shen Xiaoshi, her gaze sank immediately, and she shouted.

    After all, Shen Xiaoshi is not a newborn calf. When she saw the assassin in ambush from all sides, she knew that the assassin had planned tonight, and she had been secretly guarding against it.

    When he noticed the murderous aura coming from behind, Shen Xiao threw his long bow and leaped forward a few steps, then turned his head and flicked his wide sleeves.

    Under the night light, a silver needle emitting a faint green light flew out, and plunged into the eyebrow of the sneak attacking assassin with the force of a long arrow.

    The assassin's pupils suddenly dilated, rolled from the eaves to the ground, twitched for a while, and lost his breath.

    Seeing that Shen Xiao's life was not in danger for the time being, Shen Ting heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time looked at the assassin who was holding his head and was about to retreat.

    Anger arose in her heart, and the murderous aura was undoubtedly revealed on Shen Yu's gentle face like an exiled immortal.

    "Kill!" Shen Ting rushed towards the assassin with all her internal strength, and the assassin raised his dagger to resist.

    However, the dagger was not as good as the battlefield sword, and it was severed by the long sword in just one breath. The sword body was as powerful as a bamboo, and it drove in, piercing the assassin's lute bone.

    The piercing pain hit, and the assassin's face was distorted in pain.

    Shen Ting flicked her wrist, chopped off the assassin's hands and feet, knocked him unconscious with one palm, and looked back at the assassin who was approaching her.

    He looked indifferently at the assassin who was approaching at every step in front of him, his tightly locked brows suddenly relaxed, and his murderous aura was restrained - it seemed that His Royal Highness, the prince who was decisive in killing the last moment, was completely different from him.

    Afraid there is a fraud?

    The assassins hesitated and subconsciously slowed down.

    It was also that they slowed down for a while, which gave the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty who came over a great opportunity to make a move.

    "Clang¡ª¡ª" "Clang¡ª¡ª"

    Just one sound came out of the sheath, the Xiuchun Knife was under the embers of the long night, rising and falling with the master, flipping and striking out the blade.

    In just a short time, all the assassins were killed and there were very few left.

    Seeing that the situation was over, the few remaining ones who were still above the eaves wanted to flee.

    "Withdraw!"

    After the voice fell, they immediately ran outside the palace.

    "Shhhhh¡ª¡ª"

    In the white moon at night, several filaments of silver light flew out, directly sinking into the backs of those assassins.

      The assassins let out a muffled grunt, then fell from the eaves.

    Shen Xiaoshi lightly retracted his wide sleeves and let out a smirk.

    Want to run?  Have you inquired about her reputation in Jianghu?

    It turns out that Shen Xiao's martial arts are not only top-notch, but also the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle is superb. It can be said that the blue is better than the blue.

    The Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle was bestowed upon him by a well-known master in Jianghu.  Shen Xiaoshi is not a lazy master, but also talented and intelligent, so he has naturally developed it into a housekeeping skill.

    When Jin Yiwei, a group of imperial guards, and shadow guards began to clean up the mess, Shen Ting carried Duan Zhengqing's head in one hand and the half-dead assassin in the other, and entered the palace dungeon.

    After pulling out the poisonous fangs in the assassin's mouth, after some severe torture, Shen Ting finally asked who ordered the assassin.

    It is not the other, but the Emperor Dali.

    After the Emperor of Dali heard that Duan Zhengqing was defeated, he was afraid that he would reveal the secrets of Dali, so he sent dead soldiers to pretend to be the accompanying captives and guard the station during the day.

    When it was night, they put on night clothes and set out in full force.

    First, he silently killed the imperial guards guarding the inn, and then quietly sneaked into the palace. When most of the imperial guards and shadow guards gathered in Daming Palace to protect Emperor Jingyuan, he waited for the opportunity and sneaked into the prison.  Kill Duan Zhengqing.

    Just in time, using this as an excuse, he once again went to war against the Celestial Dynasty and demanded protons.

    Poor Duan Zhengqing, who has been loyal all his life and has guarded the cold frontier for more than ten years without complaint or regret, but he cannot escape the suspicion of the emperor.

    It ended up like this.

    Shen Ting was silent for a while, seeing that she couldn't ask any more questions, she directly gave the assassin a happy one.

    He can be kind, but his kindness will not be an excuse for his soft heart.

    After ordering someone to pack up Duan Zhengqing's body, Shen Ting went to the station, and was relieved to find that the proton was still sleeping in the station.

    Another wave of imperial guards and shadow guards of the palace were sent to guard in turn, and Shen Xuan returned to the East Palace.

    Shen Xiao stayed at the door without turning off the lights.

    Seeing that Shen Ting's eyes were full of tiredness, she couldn't help showing distressed expression.

    She stepped forward in twos and threes, and put a thin cloak on the former's shoulders.

    "His Royal Highness spends many years with gold and iron horses, and has shared the cold and cold with the generals. If you don't spare your body, how will you relieve your father's worries in the future?" Shen Xiao blamed.

    Shen Ting smiled slightly, wanting to reach out and caress the scattered blue hair of the woman in front of her.

    However, he remembered that he had turned back from the sky prison, and the smell of blood was still on his body, so he silently put down his hand.

    "San Niang, let's rest early." Shen Ting bowed her head, looked at the flower tincture on Shen Xiao's forehead, and smiled slightly.

    Shen Xiaoshi nodded and went back to the palace with him.

    This night, Shen Ting always felt a little restless.

    Until the next day, the noise outside woke up the entire quiet palace.
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