Chapter 103 Chopping Your Hand

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Qingxuan's voice was a little dry, with an unprecedented care and spoiling.

"Let me go. I don't belong here, and I don't belong to you as the imperial capital. I am his wife, and she has always been. It's my choice to keep filial piety for him. She looked at him firmly and said word by word, "It is impossible for me and you in this life and this life. I have never loved you."

Her voice was crisp and loud, which made Qin Qingxuan's eyebrows frown tightly, and she stood on the ground without taking another step forward.

It has been three years since spring and autumn.

As the years go by, many past events dissipate like smoke and dust.

Qin Qingxuan finally became the supreme emperor in the world, and Zhuge Aoshuang also wore a white shirt to guard Jiang Yi's filial piety for three years.

Night, dark and starless.

The wind is piercingly cold.

The heart is calm.

Zhuge Aoshuang, dressed in snow-white fox coat, stood on the highest eaves of the palace, and looked far away at the palace that everyone on the mainland envied for. This is a place where power is supreme and can judge the life and death of thousands of people with one word.

"Your Highness, it's late at night. Can you wait for you to sleep?" Behind her, a maid in a green jacket knelt on the eaves and knelt behind Zhuge Aoshuang. Her voice was crisp, neither humble nor arrogant, and her voice was full of worry.

"Go and have a rest. I'm fine." Zhuge Aoshuang shook his head and still looked at the dark night sky.

The wind swept away and blew her robe. Ah Wu felt that it had been held in the palm of his hand for three years, and big and small things had been regarded as a big thing by His Majesty. At this moment, he was about to be blown up by this wind and leave here.

A mu couldn't help shouting again: "Your Highness."

"Hmm?" The slightly raised ending sound is as light as a dream, but it makes dumb at ease.

A Mi was accidentally found on the street by Zhuge Aoshuang. A Mi was born dumb. Later, he met Zhuge Aoshuang. Zhuge Aoshuang took two years to cure her. From then on, A Mi became the maid beside Zhuge Aoshuang and served her side all the time.

For so many years, Zhuge Aoshuang has been practicing medicine and learning medicine.

For this reason, Qin Qingxuan invited famous doctors from all over the world, plus medical books, poisonous scriptures, although Zhuge Aoshuang's medical skills are not as good as Sima Chen in those years, they will not be much weak.

A mu, this little maid's own name.

I still remember that A Mi asked Zhuge Aoshuang to give her a name at that time, but the name she gave was too noble in A Mi. Only the daughter of a large family and a rich lady had a name. A mute said that she didn't deserve it. No matter what Zhuge Aoshuang said, Ah Mu said that she was a slave and could not use such a name.

I really couldn't think of any name, so Zhuge Aoshuang asked Ah what kind of name she wanted and let her choose by herself.

Finally, Ah Dumb asked for the name.

In a blink of an eye, this little girl has been by her side for three years. These three years have passed really fast and quickly made her feel that everything is a dream.

She really hopes that all this is a dream.

"Your Highness! The eastern sea is turbulent, and Your Majesty has led his troops to avoid the princess's worry. Your Majesty ordered this to inform you!"

Zhuge Aoshuang moved slightly when he heard the words and did not speak, but his eyes looked to the east.

In the eastern sea, in the past three years, Qin Qingxuan has been told every time he went far away. She has also heard others report to her the times Qin Qingxuan went to the eastern sea more than once.

This is the third time.

Every time Qin Qingxuan goes out, he will not go more than the second time.

But in this eastern sea, Emperor Qin Qingxuan actually went there three times in person.

This...is very unusual...

Time has passed day by day, but compared with the previous calm days, the current day is an unknown torment for Zhuge Aoshuang.

It has been more than two months since Qin Qingxuan left the emperor. In the past two months, whether it is the maid who took care of her or Qin Qingxuan's personal guard, they have gradually disappeared inexplicably, and there is no one left.

This palace is like an empty cage, with maids, soldiers, and even dark guards unconsciously leaving.

Finally, a news that she had dared not think about for many days came to her ears, which made her unable to bear it.

On this day, in the originally quiet palace, there was suddenly a group of Qingyi guards. These Qingyi guards surrounded Zhuge Aoshuang and brushed Zhuge Aoshuang's throat with long knives in their hands.

When he realized something was wrong, Zhuge Aoshuang waved his sleeves, and a circle of pink smoke filled the hall. All the guards in blue fell to the ground without even humming and lost their breath.

Zhuge Aoshuang did not look at them, but walked to the bedside and pulled out a purple extended dagger from under the pillow. To be precise, it was already a purple sword.

A flash of purple light, blood splashed, and he came on behalf of the blue guard. The leader in blue, who was not poisoned by the powder, opened his mouth and looked at the princess in front of him, who had been silent for many years, the woman whom His Majesty had been carefully spoiled.

It turned out that this seemingly weak woman could not only use poison, but also magically. The moment the knife pierced his chest, he felt deeply powerless.

Because the moment the woman inserted the purple dagger into his body, his internal organs and veins were shattered.

The purple frost sword was quickly pulled out by Zhuge Aoshuang, and a small blood sword splashed out of the chest of the blue collar, and the blue collar also fell to the ground, making a muffled sound.

The purple frost sword, which has not been out of its sheath for many years, killed a leading general as soon as it came out today.

This man, known by Zhuge Aoshuang, is the master of Fengyang City, Qin Qingxuan's younger brother, a vassal king and a general.

This man has coveted Qin Qingxuan since he was a child and is always ready to rebel.

Although Zhuge Aoshuang has kept filial piety for Jiang Yi in this imperial capital over the years, he has also secretly cultivated his own power and has a certain understanding of the major forces in the dynasty.

For this vassal king, he even read his information completely to infer this person's ambition.

When this person appeared in her palace, the moment when this person led all the blue guards to swing a long knife to stab her neck and head, she understood one thing.

So...

"Witch witch! Where to escape!"

"Hight!"

A rough and angry voice came behind her, and at the same time, tens of thousands of soldiers surrounded her.

Zhuge Aoshuang used his light skills to the extreme and flew out of the palace. The purple frost sword dance in his hand was impenetrable, like a butterfly wing.

Torn clothes, soldiers who fell to the ground and had no breath, blood flowed all the way...

When he finally arrived at the gate of the palace, Zhuge Aoshuang was seriously injured and had wounds all over his body.

The sound of "swish" behind her continued. Zhuge Aoshuang didn't have to look at it. She knew that these were weapons or other things that could make her fatal.

There began to feel a trace of dizziness in her head. I don't know if this body can't stand the light work for a long time, but Zhuge Aoshuang knew that if she stopped, there was no way to die.

She can't die yet!

If it is before this, then she will die.

But after this incident, she can't die yet!

escaped desperately for a long time and finally let her get into a hidden place.

It was a thatched place. Zhuge Aoshuang listened to the voice behind him and got in without thinking about it.

"Where have people gone?"

"Chasing! Chasing! Hurry up! Never let this witch run away!"

Half an hour later, Zhuge Aoshuang stood up with a gentle sigh until he heard the sound of the pursuers getting smaller and smaller and farther away from his place.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, his head became dizzy and his whole body fell behind him.

The imaginary pain did not come, and she instinctively looked up.

The first thing that came to my eye was a pair of white hands with some rough and thick cocoon. At first glance, it was a woman's hand, and a disappointment spread to the bottom of my heart.

In the past, whenever it was dangerous, the man in a snow robe would help her and give her care and care.

She thought that the person who picked her up this time would be him.

It's a pity...

She looked up again, and a familiar face floated in front of her. Zhuge Aoshuang was about to break away when she saw her, but she didn't expect that the woman suddenly hugged her and cried and shouted, "Shuangshuang...my daughter..."

"You..." Zhuge Aoshuang looked at the woman in front of her like a ghost. This woman who hated herself for dying with her many years ago. Yes, this woman was Wang Cuining who wanted to kill Zhuge Aoshuang three years ago after knowing that Zhuge Aoshuang was not her own daughter.

However, she didn't believe in Zhuge Aoshuang's current situation. When Wang Cuining was about to hug herself, she suddenly pushed her away and said in a low voice, "This palace is a witch saint, not your daughter." With that, he turned around and ran out.

"Look! She's there!" The soldiers who originally chased Zhuge Aoshuang found Zhuge Aoshuang's figure with sharp eyes, and flocks chased Zhuge Aoshuang.

Zhuge Aoshuang didn't look at it and ran forward.

"Crost! Don't kill my frost!"

"Bum..." "Get out of here!"

"You bastards, if you want to kill my frost, kill me first! Frost, let's go! Mother will protect you!"

"Fuck you!" A wild curse came out, accompanied by a woman's hoarse scream.

The scream of "A~~~~" was painful and distorted in an instant.

Zhuge Aoshuang stopped suddenly and turned around.

Wang Cui was dressed in green clothes and had white hair. She knelt on the ground and hugged a soldier's thigh tightly. A long knife was inserted in her chest, which was flowing blood and dyed the soil on the ground into a bright rose.

"Stupid women and children! Dare to catch me! Look, I chopped your hand!" The soldier raised his knife and cut down his hand, which was still holding Wang Cuining's thigh tightly.