Chapter 6 Substitute

Qingzhu hurried forward to support Qinfeng. His tall body pressed against her like a black tower, which made her almost suffocated. Seeing that the man in black was injured, he hurriedly pulled out his sword, turned the sword and moved the stars, and waved into Qingzhu again like a tide. Qingzhu knew that he had avoided and fled, so he closed his eyes and waited for the moment when his neck was killed.

Just when she thought that her life was at the end of this hasty end, a bamboo stick came, directly flying the sword of the man in black, followed by a sword shadow, fighting and fighting. The palace guards who came after hearing the news for a moment also mixed into this evil fight. The green bamboo in Qin Zheng's hand was as dexterity as a long snake, dressed in black People soon showed a slight down.

The man in black saw that he was at a loss and had no intention to fight. He found that Qin Zheng's footsteps were floating, so he made a false move to make the truth. Qin Zheng stepped on the breeze and left in the air.

Some bodyguards also wanted to fly up and only listened to Qin Zheng's words, "Slow, don't hurt his life when you chase him. Leave a living king to interrogate him in person." I'd like to see who dares to assassinate my beloved concubine!

"Yes, I obey." The guards arched their fists and took orders to hurriedly chase the man in black who fled.

At this moment, Qinfeng was lying next to Qingzhu and his breath was floating. She hurriedly stretched out her right finger and pointed at several big holes on his body to restrain the blood running wildly. "Qinfeng, Qinfeng, Qinfeng, how are you? Don't scare me!"

Qin Zheng's original jealousy disappeared with Qin Zheng's flowing blood. After all, they are brothers, but their parents are different from heaven, but can they give up their blood? He was also confused at this moment. He didn't know what to do. Later, he stabilized his mind and calmly issued an order, "Why don't you carry Prince Feng into the room to rest? Fengyang, go and get a doctor!"

"Yes!" The guards acted separately and took action.

Qinfeng's stiff body was flat on the moon-white mattress. Qingzhu raised his body against the brocade quilt. Their palms were facing each other and wanted to regulate their internal breathing, but now they have no power.

"Do you still know kung fu?" Seeing that Qingzhu was so familiar with the skills of dealing with the injured, he suddenly wondered how many things were left for this strange woman. He had to investigate thoroughly.

Not long, the doctor of the Imperial Hospital even rolled and crawled over. Hearing that the prince was assassinated, he did not dare to delay at all. He knelt on his knees and asked for peace. Qingzhu had no time to explain Qin Zheng's doubts at the time. She did not doubtfully reach out to untie his skirt, and the bloody wound suddenly appeared.

Qinfeng, who was in a coma, felt the chill on his body, woke up leisurely and said, "Qingzhu, how are you? Aren't you hurt?" When he woke up, he didn't care about his injury at all, but he cared about the safety of his royal sister-in-law. The room was full of guards and imperial doctors with surprise.

"I'm fine, Qinfeng, don't talk, it will bleed a lot!" Perhaps because it was very laborious for him to speak, every time he moved, the blade would shed gorgeous blood.

Qin Yu saw that his beloved woman was safe and sound and relaxed. At this time, he was worried about his pain. He raised his sword eyebrows tightly and moaned.

"Qinfeng, how are you? Does it hurt?" After all, she saved her life and suffered for herself. She didn't care about others and couldn't make sense.

Qin Feng was happy, gritted his teeth and endured the pain of the cone on his back. The corners of his lips were raised, and he showed a charming demeanor, "Don't worry, Feng'er is well, let alone compete for the country later!"

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly looked at each other anxiously. Prince Bing's sword wound was quite serious and had penetrated his sternum. How could such a wound go to the battle? However, the four-nation conference is related to the glory of the country, which is not small, which is a dilemma.

"This imperial doctor, what do you think of Princefeng's injury? Can I participate in the cultural relics conference? Qin Zhengliang was speechless for a long time and finally said that maybe the concerns of the two of them are too dazzling. Maybe they are worried about the safety of their brothers, or maybe they are irritable because of losing the game. In short, they feel uncomfortable.

The old doctor's white-haired, trembling hands were always on Qin Feng's wrist, and he said uneasily, "Prince Feng's injury is not worried about his acute life, but he is bleeding too much and needs to rest. Now he is not suitable for the competition."

The room was silent and sighed in his heart. He had been looking forward to the time for four years. He just wanted to raise his eyebrows at this conference in the mainland, but in the end, it was a joy and empty.

Qinfeng's white thin lips slightly raised, "Don't worry. I must participate in the competition, live up to the expectations of the people, win the first place, and win glory for the country." Although he said so, the cold sweat on his forehead and breathless expression still made people feel uncomfortable.

"Lord Feng, think twice, your precious body can't stand the wind and grass. Don't be angry."

"You don't have to say more. I have made up my mind."

The room was silent. For a long time, Qingzhu said quietly, "Your Majesty, I have a way. I don't know what you think?"

Everyone looked up and saw Qingzhu sitting by the bed, with a cunning look on his face. "I'll take you to war with your sister-in-law. You are a military division. How about we form a combination?"

Combination? What is a combination? The people present were dizzy by the novel word she said.

"The group is generally the general name of a musical performance group composed of musicians. We are a competition group," she stood up and paced in the room, looking thoughtful. Thinking of the combination of Xu Lang and Baby in Lost in Thailand is called the Legend of Thailand, she said, "Let's call it 'Legend of the Northern Qin' !"

Everyone was so scared by her strange words that they couldn't shut up. The white-haired old doctor couldn't wait to rush forward and put her pulse to see if the princess was crazy!

Qinfeng is very happy, not only because of her inconceivable language, but also because if she is really in the same group with her, there will naturally be more opportunities to get close. So he said loudly, "The imperial sister-in-law's words are very good. I'll call you the legend of the Northern Qin Dynasty!"

What's going on? Is Prince Feng also crazy?

Everyone had no idea. Since the prince opened his mouth, the prince of government did not object, and the matter was imminent, so he could only act like this.

While talking, the golden drums beat outside, the horns sounded in unison, and the sound was thunderous, and the final of the cultural relics conference had begun.

"Quickly change your clothes for Prince Feng, and the beloved concubine will also change her clothes and seize the time to fight immediately." Qin Zheng bumped his right leg and left such a sentence before going out. Although Qingzhu was ancient and strange, he always felt that this girl was generous and decent and a useful woman.

At this time, the grand star-picking pavilion was full of seats. Qin Sen, as today's host, wore a bright yellow python robe and had a unique style, but when he waved his hand, the venue was quiet.

"Everyone, the last game of the Cultural and Martial Arts Conference officially kicked off. All the players present are excellent talents among the four countries. Without further speaking, the competition will begin immediately." As soon as he finished speaking, he hit the drum face heavily with the drum mallet in his hand and made a loud bang.

While talking, four people entered and forth and sat at four long tables in front of the stadium. Then people's eyes were printed with a pair of dust-free snow-white boots. Qin Zheng came late, and he stood there faintly. Needless to say anything, there was a unique temperament, which made people couldn't help looking at him.

When everyone saw that the contestant in Northern Qin was actually a weak and beautiful female streamer, they were stunned. There are more people talking about it.

Qi Ship, the prince of the State of Qi, asked, "Isn't the representative of Northern Qin the third prince Qinfeng? Who is this beautiful woman?" It turned out that he did not attend the last dinner, so he did not recognize the controversial woman.

The personal eunuch next to him reminded, "Your Highness doesn't know yet. This is the side concubine of the prince of the Northern Qin Dynasty and Lv Qingzhu, the second daughter of Prime Minister Lv Cheng. I heard that the prince of Phong was temporarily unfit, and now his brother and sister-in-law are competing in the competition."

" Prime Minister Lu?" Qi Ship suddenly became interested, "But our Lufuwei from Nanqi? How did I hear that her second daughter has passed away? Why did it come out again?

"Your Highness doesn't know anything. Miss Lv was trapped by love and found a short life. Later, she was burned by fire and came back to life. Now she has married the prince."

Qi Jian looked up at the high-quality man standing slightly not far away and praised, "What a talented woman!"

The eunuch peeked left and right, noticed that no one paid attention to him, and then whispered, "Your Highness really didn't hear about it? Although Miss Lu looks cold and jade, it is actually **. Baby **, I heard that she didn't fall red on her wedding night, so she almost let the prince die alive!"

Although he didn't speak much, almost all the people present heard it clearly and curled their lips in disgust.

Qi Jian smiled, "I don't think the political princess is such an impruous daughter's family. Even if it is true, if I were the political prince, I would definitely not hurt her. What do you want to have such a beautiful wife?"

The prince of the State of Qi is also a romantic figure who cherishes jade.

"Today, Qinfeng, the third prince of China, was seriously ill. This battle was replaced by Lv Qingzhu, the side concubine of the second prince Qin Zheng. Do you have any objections?" Qin Sen solemnly announced.

The other three shook their heads and said that they had no objection. They had just heard about the assassination of Qinfeng. They all knew that the third prince was brilliant and removed the most favorable opponent now. It was too late to be happy. How could they disagree?

"Okay, the game begins!" Qin Senlang said, "There are three finals of the literary competition. The first game is for poetry, the second game is for calculation, and the third game is for answering questions." As soon as he finished speaking, several eunuchs entered with red official kiln pottery jars. There were bamboo sticks in the pottery, which were thought to be used for drawing lots.

The eunuch walked to Qin Sen and bent down and raised the clay pot high above his head. Qin Sen casually pulled out one and said, "Listen to the topic, please write a poem with your favorite flower as the title."