One hundred and ninety-first chapter bitter plan(2/2)
lingering inside.
The source of hatred was King Ji. So many people died, and it would be ridiculous if the initiator was still safe.
Standing quietly in the corridor, Gu Qing struggled for a moment, then took out the dagger Zhang Huaiyu gave him from his arms. After pulling out the sheath, Gu Qing took a deep breath, lowered his head and carefully looked at the various organs on his body.
, and then stabbed his thigh with a knife, the blade entered his body, and blood burst out. Gu Qing covered his mouth and let out a muffled groan. Sweat quickly broke out on his forehead, his face turned pale, he staggered, and his legs weakened and fell to the ground.
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Unable to scream due to the bone-piercing pain, Gu Qing opened his mouth wide and took several hard breaths. The blood on his legs had already dyed the floor of the corridor red.
Looking at the injury on his leg, Gu Qing felt that it was not enough. Because there were loopholes, officials who were good at investigating the case might suspect that it was him. After all, anyone could stab his leg as long as he was willing to do so.
One knife.
So Gu Qing struggled to stand up and looked around in the corridor, and then found a small crack on a pillar of the corridor. The width of the crack was probably just enough to fit the hilt of a dagger.
Gu Qing then inserted the handle of the dagger upside down into the crack. After fixing it, the tip of the dagger was facing outward. Gu Qing's back was facing the tip of the dagger. His expression struggled again for a moment, and then he decisively sidestepped and moved his back from the edge of the dagger.
Scratched on the tip.
The dagger Zhang Huaiyu gave to Gu Qing was not an ordinary thing. It might be a bit exaggerated to cut iron like clay, but it could easily cut through the clothes on Gu Qing's back and leave a medium-deep wound on his back.
Gu Qing felt a burning pain in his back, his clothes quickly felt damp, and his wounds must have been bleeding.
After doing this, it was not enough. Gu Qing took back the dagger, pulled out his hairpin, messed up his hair, tore the cuffs of his clothes, took off one of his shoes and threw it in the corridor.
His thighs were stained with blood, and he limped and dripped blood from the flowers outside the main hall to the corridor, creating the illusion that he was bleeding all the way.
Finally, Gu Qing limped and moved towards the front of the corridor.
This time Gu Qing walked very fast. Although his leg was lame, he did not hesitate at all. After all, it was his own life, and he had to race against time. Time was very tight, because Gu Qing knew that there was not much blood on his body, and he had to find a doctor before it ran out.
, otherwise your life will really depend on the palace.
After walking through the corridor, he met many servants from the palace. The servants were shocked when they saw Gu Qing's miserable condition. Gu Qing tried his best to smile with a pale face and told them not to be afraid. The injuries on his body were just inflicted by His Highness Prince Ji.
After hearing this, the servants all showed sympathy, but no one doubted Gu Qing's words. Obviously, King Ji was not a tolerant master in his palace. Punishing servants was common, so it was not surprising.
It's just that Gu Qing's serious injuries are rare.
Gu Qing braced himself and explained all the way to the gate of the palace. Gu Qing felt that the pain in his leg was no longer very strong, and his head was a little dizzy. Gu Qing suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart. This was not a good sign, it was due to excessive blood loss.
symptom.
Facing the surprised and suspicious gaze of the warrior in front of the palace, Gu Qing's legs went weak. The warrior at the door subconsciously supported him. Gu Qing smiled gratefully at the warrior and then limped away.
The warriors in the palace were much more vigilant than the servants. After seeing Gu Qing leave, one of the warriors turned around and ran into the palace quickly, apparently seeking confirmation from King Ji.
Gu Qing walked lamely to the street outside the palace, gritted his teeth and quickened his pace, and soon blended into the crowd. Passing by an alley, Gu Qing staggered, and when he fell to the ground, he quickly covered himself with
The hidden dagger was stuffed into a hole in a dilapidated corner of the alley, then he got up and continued to stumble forward.
The appearance of a man covered in blood and staggering walking on the street was naturally shocking. Many people in the crowd screamed in fear. Gu Qing's mind was in a state of confusion. He moved forward step by step, and the crowds in his path moved out of the way.
After walking among the crowd for a while, Gu Qing looked up and saw a group of Wuhou patrolling the streets not far ahead. Gu Qing shook his body a few times and immediately fell to the ground in the middle of the street, struggling to crawl forward on the dirty ground.
A long trail of blood was dragged behind him, which looked very tragic and shocking.
After hearing the news, Marquis Wu rushed to Gu Qing and saw that Gu Qing's consciousness was blurred but his lips were moving. It was only after Wu Marquis got closer that he heard clearly.
"His Royal Highness King Ji, please spare me. I will never dare to do it again. I know my crime..."
The voice was weak and full of helplessness and pleading. Wu Hou was startled, but he still silently wrote down what Gu Qing said. After several Wu Hous gathered together, they lifted Gu Qing and rushed him to the nearest hospital on the street.
The doctor at the hospital was shocked when he saw Gu Qing's injury, and then immediately bandaged Gu Qing to stop the bleeding and gave him medicine to replenish qi and blood.
While the doctor was treating Gu Qing, several Wuhou gathered outside the hospital to discuss.
"What should I do? Do you want to report it?" A Wuhou said with a sad face.
"In full view of everyone, how can you not retaliate?" Another Wuhou also looked ugly.
"Did you hear what that person said? The matter involves His Royal Highness Prince Ji. If you report it to Jingzhao Mansion, I'm afraid it will be a shock..."
After deliberation for a while, an older Wuhou said categorically: "We still have to report it. No matter what the injured person is involved in, that is what Jingzhao Mansion should worry about. We only need to report the truth according to the truth, and the rest will not matter."
It has nothing to do with us, and if we conceal it and don't report it, if something big happens, we might be the ones to blame."
Several Wuhou thought about it and thought it made sense, so one Wuhou turned around and ran towards Jingzhao Mansion quickly.
An hour later, the governor of Jingzhao sent someone to carry Gu Qing, who was in a stable condition, from the hospital to the government office for interrogation. At the same time, the news that His Highness Prince Ji, the twenty-second son of the emperor, had harmed courtiers in the palace spread throughout Chang'an City.
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Chapter completed!