The wind is blew, and the assassin is finished.

Song Ci was a little confused and looked at the mess around him. Is that all?

Just prick, just prick?

No, do you say these assassins are here to lose their lives?

Also, the self-destructive assassin shouted before he died, how does it sound like it has some connotation and conspiracy?

Oh, I feel like my old best friend is going to take the blame.

"Grandma, are you okay?" Seeing that the assassin was gone, Song Lingjie cared about Song Ci's body.

Song Ci shook her head and only looked at Madam Gong: "Give me a heart-saving pill."

When I saw the bloody person, my heart beat too fast.

Madam Gong took out a small purse from the hidden bag hidden in her belt, took out an exquisite little jade bottle from it, poured out a small ball and handed it to Song Ci.

Song Ci took it directly and swallowed it dryly.

Ahem, damn, it's stuck.

Fortunately, someone handed the water bag up, and Song Ci took another sip before swallowing the medicine.

After calming down for a while, she looked at the people around her: "But they are all good?"

Everyone in the family is good, that is, Lu's little feet are walking fast and twisting their feet, so there is not a big problem.

As for the guards at the lower lords, Song Ci said to Song Lingjie: "Please remember the casualties and remember to pay compensation when you go back."

"Yes." Song Lingjie said: "Grandmother, this matter is over, and this place is not safe. Let's go back to the house first."

Song Ci nodded, but heard a burst of tears, one after another.

She looked over and saw a female family crying bitterly, and that location seemed to be a royal family.

"It seems like there were casualties in the Xia clan's royal family." Someone around him said.

Song Ci turned his head. At some point, the wife of Dingguo Duke was also on her side. It was her who spoke. Seeing Song Ci look over, he smiled and nodded.

"The Grandma is still stronger and stronger after not seeing each other for many years, and she is still afraid of danger, which is admirable." The wife of the Duke of Dingguo praised.

Song Ci: Have you seen it?

But thinking about it, they returned to their hometown just because they were filial piety. They must have been in Beijing before, so it is not surprising that they have seen it.

However, I didn't have much impression of her, so I said, "I can't stand the toss and things, this is scary."

But the Duke of Dingguo only thought that she was modest. She could think that she was safe in danger in a critical moment, which means that her mind was very stable.

"I don't know what's wrong with the royal family."

Song Lingzhou pointed to the other side and said, "Grandmother, that's the second brother, right?"

Song Ci looked along his fingers and saw Song Lingzhao standing wet in the crowd.

Jiang also saw it. Seeing that he was intact, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This brat is watching the fun again."

Watching the fun can easily cause trouble.

"Let's go over and take a look." Seeing that Emperor Chu had already gone there, Song Ci followed.

There was still chaos around, with some shouting to save people, some crying, and some dealing with the funeral.

Song Ci walked over unimpededly, and the dragon guards were still dragging the assassin's body on the road. It was probably to search their origins.

As I approached, I saw someone shouting.

"Your Majesty, please be kind to me. You can save him. We believe that there is only one seedling in the palace. We did nothing. You can't kill everyone." A woman knelt down to Emperor Chu.

On the side, a gray-haired old man slapped him: "What are you talking nonsense? Stop talking about me." He kowtowed to Emperor Chu with a white face and said: "Your Majesty, this foolish woman is crazy, please forgive her for a while."
Chapter completed!