Concubine Raiders: Rebirth As a Queen

"Is there anything?" Yin Chenlang asked Shen Anyan through the carriage door curtain that had been torn in half. At this moment, Yin Chenlang was still panting slightly, his eyes full of worry.

Shen Anyan was still a little frightened by the scene just now. The blood hadn't flowed properly yet, she looked at Yin Chenlang with wide eyes without a goddamn, and shook his head to signal that he didn't care about himself, "No, it's okay, I'm okay."

Yin Wu walked over with a sword and handed a patterned rag to Yin Chenlang, saying, "Just now, the tassel was torn off from the assassin. The assassin is a dead person. Take off all the things that symbolize your identity before you come. It's gone, only the pattern on the corners of the clothes was discovered by the tasseled text."

Yin Chenlang looked back at Yinwu, took the rag, his face suddenly became gloomy, and sneered, "Hey, it really is him."

Sheng Yu also approached, took the rag from Yin Chenlang's hand, took a look, his eyebrows frowned, and said, "At the feet of the emperor, the prince is already so bold."

Prince? This prince really loves to do such sneaky things, and Shen Anyan has no good feelings for this sinister and vicious prince. Turned her head and touched Yuxiang, signaled her peace of mind, and got out of the carriage.

The look of the martial artist became more and more cold in the dark night, and said, "He was unsuccessful this time, he became benevolent, and he was the last to gamble."

A blast of cold wind blows, and the full moon of Mid-Autumn Festival hangs high in the sky, sprinkling silver light on the bottom, coating the nightcrawlers with a layer of silver light.

The history of the ages turns in turn, and only the eternal moon in the vast sky can witness the rise and fall of history and the rise of the king.

"Let me keep an eye on it." Yin Chenlang raised his head slightly, looking like a king, "The Kongtong sent old men to do things for him, and now he has sent such a sophisticated dead soldier, I am afraid it has already been used by him."

"Yes." Sheng Yu nodded to Yin Chenlang and replied.

Suddenly, a weird sound rang, which cut through the silence abruptly, making people's hearts palpitate and blood freezing.

"What sound?" Yuxiang asked.

I don't know what happened, Yin Chenlang and the others have already drawn out their swords one after another, and the reaction is so fast that they are staggering.

In the darkness, the long blade was waving, bursting out a dazzling fierce light, Yin Chenlang and the others mixed into the sword, light and sword shadow, and entered the battle again.

Every time the sharp blade's light flashed, there were blood drops spraying, and with the blood drops splattering with blood, splashing around.

Only then did Shen Anyan see clearly that there is still a wave of assassins! And the number is huge.

The sound of the collision of swords and swords of "thump" is particularly piercing and abrupt in the quiet night, adding a string of dangerous symbols to the happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Who is there!" The officers and soldiers in the distance were already approaching. Hearing the sound of violent fighting, they pulled out their sabers neatly and ran towards this side.

There were a lot of opponents this time, and all of them had superb knife skills and superb skills.

In the melee, Shen Anyan and Yuxiang seemed to be targeted by the public. They were very insecure. Shen Anyan pulled Yuxiang and was about to run away. Suddenly, a dark cold light flashed, taking Yuxiang's throat directly. Shen Anyan turned his head and threw out two sets of needles. The person paused, randomly luck, and slapped Shen Anyan away.

"Ahem." Shen Anyan was actually thrown into the center of the melee, and the shadow of the sword and the sword passed her ears, extremely dangerous.

Yin Chenlang turned his head when he heard the movement, and when he saw this scene, he was frightened and sweated for a moment, "Shen Anyan!"

Then ran towards Shen Anyan under the cover of Sheng Yu.

Sheng Yu could already see the stars of the lanterns held by the officers and soldiers, and the sound of footsteps was getting closer. If Yin Chenlang and Shen Anyan were exposed, it would be very difficult to solve.

"Master, the officers and soldiers are coming, you first take Miss Fifth, here we have no problem!" Shen Anyan was criticized by the prime minister's mansion and couldn't get married. That's probably a trivial matter. The most feared thing is that the prince used this matter to perform the operation. There are so many corpses on the ground, deliberately creating something out of nothing. It is easy to plant and frame something, and even encourage the prime minister Shen Shen Yin to come together to impeach Yin Chenlang and drive Yin Chenlang out of the capital.

Yin Chenlang and Shen Anyan have special identities and cannot participate in this kind of arena fight.

Yin Chenlang knew the pros and cons, so he responded, put his arms around Shen Anyan, and prepared to fly to the roof with a leap. However, each enemy is an elite, and the action is too fast. Seeing Yin Chenlang preparing to escape, a few shadows flashed past, and they ran towards Yin Chenlang desperately, focusing on attacking Yin Chenlang and Shen Anyan, and Yin Chenlang was also stretched. Tighten a string and concentrate on avoiding it.

"Oh", Shen Anyan heard a sound in her ear, and when she raised her eyes, Yin Chenlang's left arm was actually scratched!

Yingwen ran over with a sword and killed the assassin who had just wanted to hurt Yin Chenlang with all his heart. Before the assassin had time to scream, he didn't know how to die, fell down, and piled up with many corpses on the ground.

On the desolate land, there was extremely thick blood, and under the dim light of the stars and moon, the blood was glowing with a strange red.

Regardless of the pain, Yin Chenlang hugged Shen Anyan and flew over a few Xiaoxiao birch trees. The enemy in black was about to catch up, but only heard the voice coming from behind.

"Guards and soldiers." Hearing such a confession, it seemed that the officers and soldiers had arrived, "Who! Stop it!"

The voice drifted away, but it could be heard that the officers and soldiers had also joined the chaos, and the three-way chaos, Shen Anyan and Yin Chenlang were able to get out.

I don't know how far he has gone, Yin Chenlang weakly leaned on a tree, panting for breath.

Shen Anyan looked at Yin Chenlang, Yin Chenlang panted, and forced a smile to Shen Anyan.

Still so good-looking! Shen Anyan looked at the slightly embarrassed person in front of her, and wanted to compliment.

Thinking of Yin Chenlang's wound just now, Shen Anyan stood up straight, facing Yin Chenlang, and raised his hand to examine his wound.

A very long opening was shocking. From the solid arm, there was a long blood opening. In addition, Yin Chenlang's luck had run so long with light work just now. Now the bleeding can't stop, Yin Chenlang's. The clothes were soaked with blood and seeped to the outside.

Shen Anyan watched in silence, Yin Chenlang looked up at Shen Anyan tiredly, and said, "What's wrong, is the wound terrible? Then don't look at it, lest you have a psychological shadow."

Shen Anyan found that Yin Chenlang's forehead had already burst out of sweat, which seemed to be really painful, and said, "Don't worry, this wound is normal and won't endanger your life. In the worst case, you will lose too much blood and faint. That's it. There is no poison on human swords."

Shen Anyan was worried about the poison on the sword. In the first wave of the three swords, it was discovered by the tassels that they were all the famous poisons on the rivers and lakes.

"Ha... that's good." Yin Chenlang put his left hand on Shen Anyan's shoulder lightly, and comforted, "I don't have any pain, this pain is nothing, you go home first, I'll find medicine."

Yin Chenlang is not a spoiled prince. He can mix into gangs and let top talents such as Shengyu and Yinwu for his own use. In addition to strategy and material power, he also has to rely on a real skill. It depends on whether martial arts is respected. The words are rough and not rough, and show their true power.

This kind of painful training has been experienced since he was a child. As long as he finds the medicine quickly, don't lose too much blood and faint, which is a trivial matter.

Shen Anyan knew that Yin Chenlang had gone through experience, and watched Yin Chenlang endure the pain, pretending to be relaxed and silent, and recalled his previous life. I looked at Yin Chenlang in front of me again, and felt a lot of feelings. I don’t know who he was talking to. He just said, "But even if a person is strong-willed, what he can be strong is just the ability to fight pain. It is impossible to reduce the power to eliminate pain. You are very painful, you are enduring it, not that it is not painless."

Yin Chenlang was silent for a long time, with a strange look in his eyes, as if he had been poked somewhere in his heart.

Yin Chenlang's dangerous and deep eyes made Shen Anyan numb, "Let's find some medicine. This is already the center of the capital, and Zhongweibo Mansion is in front. Are you still walking?"

Shen Anyan looked around, and the Central Weibo Mansion was in front. You could go in to find Yun Xingwu or Yun Lao to help find some medicine. In case Yin Chenlang loses too much blood and collapses, Shen Anyan can't carry such a high self. Chen Lang.

Yin Chenlang nodded towards Shen Anyan, "Walk."

Shen Anyan observed the surroundings, and walked forward based on memory. Yin Chenlang clutched his chest, panted lightly, and then followed Shen Anyan.

The dark night, as if boundless thick ink smeared heavily on the sky, there was not even the glimmer of stars. Just now Yin Chenlang and the others had heard thunder when they were fighting with the assassin, but the weather was only heavy, and the air was even dry.

Fortunately, it didn't rain. Shen Anyan looked up at the sky.

The mirror-like moon hung in the sky, writing the silver brilliance onto the earth. The streets of the capital are like a calm river, winding in the thick shadows of trees, only those leaves rustling due to wind and rain, seem to recall the excitement and busyness of the day.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moonlight is so bright, and the meaning of the day is so warm.

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Shen Anyan said in a ghostly manner, looking up at the moon, it seemed to Yin Chenlang, two people avoiding the assassins and officers and soldiers, one may lose too much blood and faint at any time, the atmosphere is still somewhat nervous.

"Well, happy." Yin Chenlang raised his hand to cover his chest, and walked slowly, struggling to raise his head and stare at Shen Anyan's back. Shen Anyan didn't even turn her head when she said it. She walked forward on her own. Shen Anyan kept looking ahead and walked across the bridge, which is the Zhongweibo Mansion.

It's not that there are no people. There are hawkers closing the stalls on the bridge. A woman and her son, who is about six or seven years old, are talking, and they can be heard even from so far away.

"Mother, I'm hungry." The child wiped his face with the back of his dirty hands, looking sad, as if still crying.

The woman sighed and looked at the mess on the ground. She only had a few pennies and she didn't know what her life should be like.

Then the woman carefully took out a dry flat bun from her arms, which seemed to be a bit dirty, but this was their only food. "After eating, let’s go quickly. Today, the lady is angry, maybe we will be tomorrow. We can't stay in the capital anymore, we have to find a way to get out quickly."

The child took the bun, broke it in half and handed it to his mother. The mother shook her head and said no. The boy took a bite of the bun, reluctant to swallow it, and chewed it repeatedly. Then while crying, holding the steamed bun and lowering his head fiercely gnawed.

Shen Anyan saw the messy spread of purses on the floor, as if they had been thrown away. Some purses were covered with footprints and were messy. Many purses did not even have a complete form. They were torn apart, but they still saw it. , Embroiders are so ingenious.

There seems to be a tragedy.

"Why did that person just throw away Niang's embroidered purse?" The child cried while holding the dirty steamed buns. The small mouthful of steamed buns in his mouth had not been swallowed. It looked distressing, "None of my mother's purses were sold today. Go, it's all her fault!"

The woman was also very sad. She lowered her head and held back her tears. She didn't want her son to be too desperate. She wanted to be strong! She still wanted to comfort her son, but as soon as she looked up, she saw Shen Anyan and Yin Chenlang. Although they were a little embarrassed, they knew they were two wealthy aristocrats and quickly covered their son's mouth.

The child kept crying, crying miserably, crying desperately, why should he and his mother be driven out of the capital, why! I remembered that the woman just made his mother kneel, kicked her mother, beat her mother, slapped her... He cried more and more fiercely, looking at the purse all over the floor, like his self-esteem, his strength was torn and scattered all over the ground.

The sky was very dark, and the black clouds seemed to be pressed down. From time to time, there are deafening thunder and dazzling lightning, giving people a sense of horror.

Shen Anyan looked at the boy, and for a moment remembered herself crying before his death in the last life, desperate, helpless, angry, and humiliated. She didn't want to help anyone, especially people she didn't know. There were too many poor people in the world, and she had no obligation to help them all, but even if she told herself that, she couldn't help heading in the direction of women and boys.

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