Chapter 321

This is the old saying, do not fight but bend the soldiers.

This duel, from the very beginning, the prince was doomed to failure.

If the prince is smart enough, he will choose to surrender to King Xu when he finds himself trapped in a lot of encirclement. But Yu Linglong knows that the prince will never give up. He waited too long for the day, and even if he knew that the Dragon chair was covered with sharp knives and sharp blades, he would go forward without hesitation.

This is the temptation of power. Even if people know that there is no hope, they should fly to their own destiny like moths fighting fire.

The situation of the prince's side is not good, and his followers naturally have no good life.

The Marquis of Changting has a high position and weight, and naturally bears the brunt. The emperor has issued an imperial edict to inform the whole world that he has abolished the crown prince's position. The princes' Party members are scattered. However, the prince's mansion is closely related to the crown prince. Although he has not yet followed the prince publicly, the emperor has ordered him to stay at home to recuperate and not to go out. That is to say, he is under house arrest in disguise.

This is not a good signal. The Marquis of Changting, who had been in the imperial court for many years, didn't understand. The whole Yang family immediately felt like an enemy and moved around, trying to use the relationship of the past to exonerate the residence of the Marquis of Changting.

If the Marquis of Changting can't go out, it's only for the wife of the Marquis of Changting, Yang Huanian and Yang Yunzheng. Yang Yunzheng goes out early and comes back late these days. She is very busy visiting people who are close to him.

On this day, Yang Yunzheng went to another hospital in the outskirts of Beijing and did not return to the capital until dusk.

In recent days, the city has been in chaos, and people are in danger. Although it is not dark at the moment, the streets in the past have already disappeared, and families are closed and silent everywhere.

The carriage turned into a remote lane, and the sparkling sound reverberated in the depth of the alley. In this cool night, it sounded disturbing.

Yang Yunzheng told the servant girl a few words. The servant girl lifted up the curtain of the car and raised her voice to the coachman, the bodyguard and the women outside: "Miss, it's getting late. Hurry up and wait until you get to the mansion and enjoy your hot wine."

The people who had been blown all the way by the wind could not help but feel refreshed and said in unison, "yes, I am. Thank you very much, miss three."

After these words, the lonely alley seems to have a lot of popularity. A few women close to the carriage shrunk their necks and quickened their pace with the speed of the carriage.

The setting sun finally sank completely, and the whole capital was suddenly shrouded in a gray sky. At night, it suddenly added a little chill.

As soon as I was about to cross the alley, a dozen black figures suddenly flew from the roofs on both sides of the road, and approached Yang Yunzheng's carriage quickly.

The bodyguards were all ready to stand by, put their hands on the handle of the knife, and the leading one raised his voice and said, "who are you? This is the carriage of the third lady of the Marquis house of Changting. You can't get it! Not so fast -- "

his threatening words stopped suddenly.

The sharp blade broke through the air, pierced the muscles and split the bones. Just in a moment, the head of the guard leader flew high into the sky, shedding countless blood drops.

The coachman and the women screamed in horror, but before their screams disappeared, the ghost shadows disappeared, leaving only corpses all over the ground.

Just in a blink of an eye, a few bodyguards who were still alive and vigorous have been lying all over the ground. The night wind is full of a strong smell of blood, which makes people want to vomit.

The faces of the coachman and several women were splashed with blood. They all looked at each other, and they all saw the fear in each other's eyes.

Were those shadows people or ghosts? Why don't you even say a word and start killing people when you come up? What is their purpose? Is it just to kill these irrelevant guards?

The women's hands cling to the carriage so that their shaking body will not fall.

The night was dim again, and there was no sign of a human being.

But for the terrible bodies on the ground, they would have thought that the shadows were just their own illusions.

I don't know how long before the carriage sounded Yang Yunzheng's voice, apparently trying to keep calm: "not go quickly!"

A word woke them up. The coachman picked up the reins in a hurry, and his voice, which had changed its tune, shrieked out: "drive! Drive

Although those terrible shadows have disappeared, I don't know when they will appear. The bodyguards who have been through many battles in Hou's residence have all died. They have to flee this nightmare place.

The horses, too, seemed to be affected by their fear, and sped to the empty street, and the women had to run as fast as they could to keep up with the carriage.

Seeing this familiar street, people's mood is a little more stable, there will be no sneak attack here, right?

However, they are obviously too optimistic.

The horse that pulled the cart had been running for a day. Obviously, he was very tired. He had been running like a sprint for half a day just now. He was out of breath and slowed down unconsciously.After passing through a pawnshop with closed doors, several black figures suddenly flew down from the roof. This time, before those women cried out, several bodies had fallen by the side of the car.

As before, these figures were as fast as ghosts, and there was no sound at all. They came as quickly as lightning. They killed people and left.

Just now there were women who said they were laughing. This time, they didn't even have a breath.

The coachman was so scared that he didn't need to be urged by Yang Yunzheng. He waved the whip in his hand and beat the horse severely until the horse's buttocks were covered with blood.

In the fierce whips of the coachman, the tired horse speeds up again and rushes towards the direction of the Marquis of Changting.

In the carriage, the maid was so frightened that she could not cry. Yang Yunzheng looked out in dismay. She did not care about the proprieties of the ladies. She stretched out her hand to lift the curtain of the carriage, and her eyes were fixed on the movement outside.

As the night grew deeper and deeper, she could not see anything at all, but she did not dare to put down the curtain of the car. It seemed that only by watching with such wide eyes could she protect herself from being assassinated like the guards and the wives.

At this time, she saw a flickering figure in the dark sky and screamed: "here it is! Here he is again

The coachman was almost scared out of his wits when he heard this fatal voice. He waved his horse whip faster, as if to shake off the terrible shadow.

However, the figure did not seem to be affected by the speed of the carriage at all. In a flash, Yang Yunzheng could not see the movement outside, but heard the driver's shrill cry: "ah --"

from the door of the carriage