Chapter 310 (1/2)

At the moment of killing Chuhe, Zhou Leping had already thought of his own consequences. Zhao Shiqian would probably kill her too. After all, for him, the existence of the national teacher was much more important than her.

However, it's not a loss to be able to pull a cushion before death. It's the only way, though it's a bad policy to die together.

But she never thought that Chu he's head didn't fall to the ground. Instead, she was first hit.

I don't know whether to be lucky or to feel pity. The sword deviated two inches and went into her right shoulder, but it didn't go into her head. Maybe it was only one or two inches. But the pain was really painful, and the blood flowed out as if it didn't need money. This degree of injury was not fatal, but it was cool.

The sword in Zhou Leping's hand fell to the ground. The bright sun outside the door stabbed her. Her eyes were dim white. The voice in her ear gradually faded away. It was like a layer of fog. I vaguely heard someone breathe a sigh of relief. Then the bodyguards around her took back the sword. Finally, it seemed that someone caught her body. Then a face appeared in front of her eyes, which was very strange, But it feels familiar.

She grinned and her lips were bleeding. Zhao Shiqian pulled out his sword and opened a hole in his shoulder. The cold wind was blowing in. She was cool from head to tail and from the inside to the outside.

When she opened her eyes and woke up, it was already night. The room was quiet. There was only a light on the head of the bed. She gently touched the wound on her shoulder with her hand, and suddenly thought of a word - full of holes.

Who else in the world can live as well as she does, and treat the injured as a family meal.

”Ah.”

Sigh as if you can hear the echo, so quiet, quiet people feel lonely.

”Wake up.”

”Ouch, Ma!” Suddenly another person's voice came from the room. She was startled, touched the wound, and inhaled with a grin of pain.

In the dark, a figure came out slowly. The Royal Blue eunuch dress was the eunuch this morning.

Zhou Leping was relieved, ”Why are you like a ghost? I said that I have been like this, the emperor should have nothing to worry about, right? Why are you still here? ”

”Water.”

Zhu GuanLiang is not polite. She sits beside the bed with one hand behind her head, and the other hand brings the cup to her lips. The water temperature is just right. She takes a SIP to moisten her throat, and stabs him with her good hand, ”who allows you to be so close to me, go away.”

Zhu GuanLiang did not move. He brushed his robes and sat upright.

”You're an interesting eunuch.” Zhou Leping pillow left arm, slowly sigh, ”a slave so proud, you are like this to everyone?”? Have you never been punished? ”

”The emperor wants to kill you. You don't seem to care at all.”

”He didn't want to kill me either. If he wanted to kill me, the sword would come to my chest.”

Another strange look at him, ”besides, what does it have to do with you if the emperor kills me?”