The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

Wang Yanqing was reluctant to hit hard, but Lu Heng was different. Cold sweat broke out on Fu Tingzhou's forehead, he didn't move, and looked at Lu Heng coldly.

Lu Heng has done too many things like this, and he knows best how to make people hurt. Lu Heng turned the dagger with a smile, but without the slightest smile in his eyes, he stared at Fu Tingzhou and said, "You should not worry about me and her. Speaking of which, I should thank you for taking care of Qingqing in the past few years. Unfortunately, now She's mine now."

The wound that had managed to stop the bleeding was torn again, and this time the wound expanded, and the severity was completely different from the previous one. The veins on Fu Tingzhou's neck were stretched out. He remained silent, staring at Lu Heng, cursing word by word: "Lu Heng, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself. You will suffer far more than this knife in the future."

The two men each were in charge of one army, and they were both well-known figures in the capital. But now, the two stared at each other coldly, and neither of them would give in. Ye Feng passed between the two of them, as if there was a sound of knives coming and going.

Since Lu Heng entered Jinyiwei, he has always been ruthless and rational. He was confident that no matter how tough the prisoner, how extreme the situation, he would stay sane and never get provoked.

But now, he found that he was a little out of control. Lu Heng stared into Fu Tingzhou's eyes, and for a while, he wanted to kill this person here.

Fu Tingzhou could see Lu Heng's thoughts. Fu Tingzhou finally felt that the initiative was back in his hands, and he was calm and waited for Lu Heng like a good show.

People don't get mad at things they don't care about. He was so excited, did it hurt his foot when he was stepped on?

The night is as cool as water, the evening breeze is breezy, and the leaves churn into làng under the stars. The woods are quiet and soft, like a picture scroll, but the two people in the picture scroll are fighting with each other, secretly accumulating energy, and everyone is ready to start.

Wang Yanqing stabbed him, but Fu Tingzhou didn't dodge or fight back, but Lu Heng would not continue to be polite. Lu Heng also knew that there was no turning back when he opened the bow. Once he started, he had to kill it.

Just as the two were secretly preparing, there was a sudden bird call outside the forest, and messy footsteps sounded on the other side. Lu Heng and Fu Tingzhou were both startled. The sound of birds was the signal of Jin Yiwei's emergency contact, and the footsteps came from the direction of the soldiers and horses of the five cities. Jin Yiwei and Wucheng Soldiers and Ma Si were alerted at the same time, what happened?

Lu Heng's face sank suddenly, he glanced coldly at Fu Tingzhou, and took out the dagger unceremoniously. Pulling a sharp weapon is a very dangerous thing. An experienced person will try to make the injured person not hurt. On the contrary, Lu Heng made Fu Tingzhou suffer with all his strength.

Fu Tingzhou groaned and quickly held back. Lu Heng had already turned his back and strode out of the woods. There were many Jinyi guards guarding outside the forest, and they kept looking inside, hesitating whether or not to go in. When they saw Lu Heng coming out, they breathed a sigh of relief and quickly gathered around: "Commander, something has happened."

"What's wrong?"

"There was a fire in the palace, just near the emperor's palace."

Chapter 69

When Lu Heng heard the fire, he walked out without saying a word. Lu Heng didn't care whether Fu Tingzhou was alive or dead in the woods. This place was hidden, and no one saw what happened just now. Lu Heng deliberately aggravated Fu Tingzhou's injury just now, but it would not kill anyone.

As for why Fu Tingzhou was injured in the palace, and how to explain the blood on his body to everyone after he went out, that is Fu Tingzhou's own business. Lu Heng was not worried about Fu Tingzhou's retaliation. This knife has a wide range of implications, and Wang Yanqing could not be avoided no matter what. Fu Tingzhou would not make a fuss if he wanted to.

Lu Heng rushed to the front hall with the fastest speed. The palace is a temporary structure, mostly made of wood, reed mats, and felt tents. After a while, the fire expanded again, and half of the palace was shrouded in flames. The palace servants and ministers woke up from their dreams. They were too busy to take care of themselves. They called to run. The voices of firefighting and life-saving were mixed together. The panicked crowd pushed and collided with each other. The scene was very chaotic.

A eunuch ran around in panic. When he escaped, he didn't have time to look at the road. He accidentally bumped into someone, and was pushed away by a force before he got close. The eunuch stumbled and fell to the ground. He raised his head and saw a red figure standing in front of him. The firelight lit up his eyes with claws and claws. The embroidered chūn knife on his waist was silently exuding cold light. From the eunuch's point of view, he He looks especially tall and slender, and looks condescending, like a god descending from the earth.

The eunuch was stunned for a while, then came to his senses, and quickly got up and saluted, "Lord Lu."

Lu Heng quickly swept through the messy hall and asked with a cold face, "Where's the emperor?"

The eunuch was stopped by the question, and shook his head blankly: "The slave does not know. The slave is going outside to fetch water to save the driver!"

Lu Heng's face became more dignified. He was waiting for Fu Tingzhou to put on the suit today. He was not in a hurry to sleep after sunset, but the others fell asleep as soon as it got dark. The palace was accompanied by more than 15,000 people. The emperor and his family members lived in the palace, and other soldiers set up tents to guard the periphery. The density of residence was very high. With so many people gathered together, the fire is very dangerous. Many people fell asleep or didn't have time to run out. They were surrounded by the fire and screamed. Some of those who escaped by chance were crying, some were looking for water, but no one noticed where the emperor was!

And the most ferocious direction of the fire came from the emperor's palace. Lu Heng didn't have time to ask for his guilt now. He went against the fleeing crowd, like a sharp blade cutting through turbulent currents, without hesitation, he walked to the place where the fire was the most violent. The emperor has no children now, and if the emperor has an accident during his southern tour, all their companions will die.