Qing He got in front of Xie Ning, stretched out his arms and tried his best to block Xie Ning behind him, while asking repeatedly: "Hu Rong, Hu Rong, are you okay?"
"No."
The arrow grazed Hu Rong's shoulder and pierced his clothes.
Fortunately, he wore thick clothes in winter, so he was fine.
He tore it twice hard and pulled out the arrow with great effort.
"Give me the arrow."
Hu Rong was stunned for a moment, and Qing He quickly said: "Master, don't touch this thing, be careful of it being poisonous."
"Give me a look."
Xie Ning insisted, so Hu Rong had no choice but to hold the arrow branch upside down and pass it over.
He held the end with the arrow cluster and handed the feathered end to his master.
Xie Ning took the arrow and weighed it roughly, then touched the arrow cluster with his hand.
She breathed a sigh of relief, this was not the standard of the Imperial Army.
Her uncle had taught her before, and she had seen different types of arrow clusters in the Changning Hall.
After the incident in Jinfeng Garden last year, the Imperial Army had all replaced their arrows with iron arrow shafts, and the arrow clusters were much wider.
It would be fine if it wasn't a rebellion by the Imperial Guard.
Although the current situation cannot be called a good one, it is not at its worst yet.
"Tell everyone to pull down the cotton curtains on the windows, soak them in water and put them on themselves."
Hu Rong was stunned for a moment and hurried forward to pass on the message.
Someone in front was shot by an arrow, and the injured person screamed loudly.
In the chaos, few people could hear his voice.
Only two guards who were very close to Hu Rong hurriedly approached the curtain nearby.
Pull it off.
Fortunately, it was cold, and the cotton felt on the window was so thick that after being soaked in water, it sank to the point where it was almost impossible to lift it.
But in this way, even if the flames come up, it will not burn for a while.
Another guard thought that the water-soaked cotton felt was so thick and hard that even the arrows shot from it would not be able to pierce it.
If it was draped over his body, he would not be afraid of the arrows shot from the darkness.
There was only one dense rain of arrows, and the sounds of weapons clashing, human voices, and the sound of falling water could be heard in the distance.
Xie Ning's calmness made everyone around him calm down, and no one cried or panicked anymore.
People's instinct is to struggle for survival, but no matter how much they want to escape, they have to hold back.
There is fire behind and arrows in front.
Those who fall behind may not survive, but those who rush to the front will probably die.
Even if they escaped with their lives, it would be of no use.
If their master had any shortcomings, they would still be held accountable even if they escaped with their lives.
There were people standing in front and behind Xie Ning, blocking her and the two young masters from the air as they slowly descended from the second floor to the first floor.
The flames engulfed the wooden hull, and the choking smoke made it difficult for people to open their eyes.
Xie Ning kicked someone with his foot before he took a few steps.
But certainly not a living person.
She looked more stable than anyone else, but she was more panicked inside.
Where is the Emperor?
Originally, the Emperor should be in the cabin on the left, but now there is no one here, there are dead bodies on the ground, and the cabin door is open.
Where is the Emperor now?
Is he okay?
How long had it been since she woke up?
Suddenly woken up in the night, Xie Ning was a little confused for the first half of the night.
He couldn't accurately judge how long it had been, but it shouldn't be too long.
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The emperor must have been killed by an assassin before she woke up, and setting fire must have been the other party's method.
"Master, there is a boat over here."
Xie Ning coughed a few times, and the wind blew the smoke away.
She saw that there was indeed a small boat close to the side of the imperial boat.
Xie Ning hesitated for a moment.
Someone poked his head out from the small boat and waved hastily: "Is this the imperial concubine?
The emperor is here."
Xie Ning almost shuddered the moment he heard the word emperor.
She raised her voice a little: "You are truly the emperor."
"I'm here."
Thank God, it sounds like the Emperor is fine.
The fire was already shooting out from under the cabin, and the boat was spinning on the river.
Xie Ning clung to the rope railing tightly.
She slid along the side of the boat onto the small boat without the help of others.
Princess Yuyao was handed down, and Xie Ning stretched out his arms to take the second prince, but the wet nurse failed to follow and get on the boat.
An arrow flying from nowhere pierced her shoulder.
Xie Ning watched helplessly as this gentle young woman fell down right in front of her eyes and plunged into the dark and cold river.
The emperor supported her from behind and asked, "Are you hurt?"
Xie Ning turned his head so hard that his neck tendons were almost bruised: "The Emperor is not injured, right?"
"I'm fine."
As soon as Xie Ning got close to the emperor, she smelled a pungent smell of blood.
She guessed that the situation the emperor encountered was not as lighthearted as he said.
Princess Yuyao groped in the dark and stood next to Xie Ning, firmly grasping the corner of her clothes and not letting go once she grabbed her.
Xie Ning touched her head, then hugged the second prince and sat down against the side of the boat.
Only then did she feel that her legs were weak, her heart was flustered, and her head was very dizzy.
Someone held a pole in the small boat.
There were many people on the small boat.
It was deep in water and slowly slid aside.
The fire on the royal boat had burned even more fiercely due to the wind.
The first floor had almost burned through, and the broken beams fell heavily.
Xie Ning felt uncontrollably flustered, his heart was beating fast, and something was tumbling in his chest.
She didn't have time to speak, so she handed the second prince into Princess Yuyao's arms, twisted and lay on the side of the boat and vomited.
She felt that her chest was very tight, but she actually vomited a few mouthfuls and nothing came out.
She just became more dizzy.
The emperor held her in his arms, talked to her, and wiped her cold sweat.
She only vaguely understood, but could hardly utter a complete sentence.
She didn't know anything about what happened next.
But in a daze, she felt that there was chaos around her, with people moving and talking.
She didn't know where she was, and she knew she had to wake up, but she just couldn't.
The light in front of me seemed to flicker on and off, and there was no silence around me.
Xie Ning was woken up by crying.
The crying sound was intermittent, just like mosquitoes buzzing around the ears on a summer night, making people upset and unable to sleep peacefully.
She tried to open her eyes, and what she saw was Princess Yuyao's slightly puffy red eyes.
Xie Ning was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was in a dream.
Because Princess Yuyao rarely cries, or never cries.
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When she first came to Yong'an Palace, she had no joy, anger or sorrow.
She gradually got better, but she almost never felt sad or cried.
"Don't cry."
Xie Ning reluctantly raised his hand and gently touched her head.
Princess Yuyao didn't know how long she had been crying next to her.
When she saw Xie Ning wake up, she suddenly wiped away all her sobbing and weak posture, and jumped up very energetically.
"Fang Shang Palace, Master Li, your Majesty is awake."
There was no need for her to announce it loudly.
Qingmei, who was standing by, had already hurried out to call for help.
But the one who came in first was not Fang Shanggong or Li Shuling, but the emperor.
Xie Ning stared at him like a man possessed, looking at him from head to toe.
One of the emperor's hands was wrapped in white cloth.
Xie Ning stared at his hand and couldn't look away anymore.
The emperor sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to test the heat on her forehead, and said softly: "Just wake up."
"What time is it now?"
"It's almost noon."
Xie Ning still couldn't stop looking at his hand: "The Emperor is injured."
"It's a flesh wound, it's not a problem."
But that happened to be the right hand.
How critical was the situation at that time?
How did the emperor's hand get injured?
Is the injury really not serious?
Xie Ning didn’t believe it.
It's really just a little scratch on the skin, it won't be wrapped like this.
If the injury is serious, will the medical arrangements here be thorough?
And will the injury affect normal activities in the future?
The emperor knew from her expression that she was worried, so he tried to untie the white cloth and said, "I won't let you take a look at it, so you won't feel at ease.
Come on, I'll take this apart and you can see with your own eyes.
It's really not a serious injury."
"No, no, don't open it."
Opening the package up again will not be good for the wound.
"Where are the others, Hong'er?"
When she thought of the second prince, the scene last night seemed to be repeated before her eyes.
In the scene where the second prince's wet nurse was hit by an arrow, the look on her face wasn't even one of fear, but she was completely unaware of what was happening.
The wet nurse is also very young, only in her twenties, and the child in the family is a daughter, a month or so older than the second prince.
Her daughter could no longer wait for her mother to return.
Xie Ning knew that she was not the only person who lost her life last night, and this was definitely not the only family that lost their loved ones.
"Hong'er is fine.
He wasn't frightened.
He was very well behaved all morning.
He just ate something before falling asleep.
I'll have someone bring him over."
Xie Ning was really worried if he didn’t take a look with his own eyes.
She nodded, and the emperor turned around and ordered someone to bring the second prince over.
Had the arrow yesterday been earlier, it might have hit my son.
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Xie Ning's hands were trembling and her face turned pale.
The emperor took his son and placed him next to her.
The second prince didn't wake up last night, and now he was sleeping so peacefully, which was almost jealous.
Princess Yuyao came over.
She had obviously washed her face hastily when she went out, and there were still some drops of water on her forehead and temples.
After washing my face, the redness and swelling in my eyes are less obvious, and I look more energetic than before.
"My brother ate meatballs and egg custard."
Princess Yuyao told Xie Ning with her fingers crossed: "His bowl is as much as mine."
It seems that Princess Yuyao is a little unconvinced that her brother is so young and can already eat so well.
He can eat and sleep, but he has no heart or lungs.
Xie Ning cursed in his stomach, but his heart gradually felt relieved.
She asked the emperor: "Where is this place?"
She could only tell that this was not a ship, but she couldn't guess the rest.
"Still in Changyi."
Xie Ning asked softly: "Have you caught the assassin?"
The emperor did not answer her question: "Don't think too much about these things now.
Take good care of your health first.
When you fainted last night, I felt empty in my heart.
I was really afraid that something might happen to you."
Some people and some things, once lost, there is no way to get them back.
The emperor held one of her hands.
Xie Ning's hand was soft, but it felt thinner than before leaving the capital
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