The imperial capital of Beijing was very lively. The two countries were getting married. This wedding was even more lively than when Princess Mingfang married the richest man in Beijing.

Before going out, Yin Ziheng told Sikong Qingying that after tonight's wedding, the envoys from the Huazhou Dynasty would leave the capital tomorrow, and he would be free again.

When Yin Ziheng said this, he looked at Sikong Qingying with very gentle eyes, which made Sikong Qingying indescribably happy... During this time, the marriage of the princess of the Huazhou Dynasty to the third prince had something to do with the Yuchi family.

The matter of the Book of Immortality has become the mainstream public opinion in the capital, and the rumors about Sikong Qingying have long been forgotten by everyone. Uncle Fu was still telling Yin Ziheng yesterday that they could get married----

Yin Ziheng planned to wait for the envoy from the Huazhou Dynasty to leave before he started preparing for his wedding to Sikong Qingying.

After Sikong Qingying watched Yin Ziheng go out, she practiced internal strength and martial arts with Uncle Fu. In modern times, when she threw darts, she always hit the target with perfect accuracy, but now when she uses a bow and arrow, she can pierce the Yang with a hundred steps and hit the target with perfect accuracy.

The sky was getting dark, and the night that was originally lively due to the marriage between the two countries suddenly became quiet for some reason.

The sound of neat footsteps came from the street outside the General's Mansion, and Uncle Forbes' ears twitched slightly: "So many officers and soldiers?" Ordinary people would not line up so neatly.

Sikong Qingying thought that Yin Ziheng was responsible for the safety of tonight's wedding, and couldn't help but worry: "Did something happen?"

Uncle Fu stood up and said, "Young lady, please stay here while I go out and take a look."

Sikong Qingying nodded and sat in the hall waiting for Uncle Fu.

After a while, Fu Bo came back with a gloomy look.

Seeing his bad expression, Sikong Qingying's heart skipped a beat and she immediately jumped up: "Uncle Fu, has something really happened?"

Uncle Fu frowned and said in a deep voice: "An assassin sneaked into the palace and the emperor was assassinated."

"What?" Sikong Qingying exclaimed, then immediately covered her mouth.

"So what's the situation now? Where's the eldest brother? Is he in danger? Will he be implicated and punished?"

After coming back to his senses, Sikong Qingying lowered his voice and asked a series of questions.

Uncle Fu pondered for a moment: "The eldest young master is highly skilled in martial arts and is also the patron saint of the capital. He should be fine. Young master, please relax."

Sikong Qingying stretched out her hand and rubbed the center of her brow to calm herself down.

Uncle Fu is right. Yin Ziheng's identity is there. Even if the emperor wants to use it, there will be Liu Ye who will help Yin Ziheng. Moreover, the capital cannot do without Yin Ziheng. Now there are generals in the capital, but they are prestigious and worthy.

Although he has great responsibilities, he is not as good as Yin Ziheng.

As for the current situation of the emperor? Sikong Qingying doesn't care about this situation at all. She is not a native of Dajing, and she has no respect or defense for the so-called emperor.

"Now the entire imperial capital is under martial law. The imperial guards are searching for assassins from house to house. I believe our general's palace will be no exception. Young lady, don't panic or be afraid. The old slaves are here and they won't do anything.

"

Sikong Qingying nodded: "I know." She was not a really delicate woman, how could she be frightened by those things.

After a while, someone knocked on the door of the General's Mansion. A group of guards wearing silver and red armor neatly walked into the General's Mansion and walked around the General's Mansion in a decent manner.

I didn't search a single house before I left.

Before leaving, the leader of the Imperial Guard said to Sikong Qingying: "Is this the young lady from the General's Mansion? General Pei asked his subordinates to tell the young lady, please relax, he will be back tomorrow. I hope he will come back tomorrow."

Don’t think about it.”

Sikong Qingying was touched by Yin Ziheng's attentiveness, and the turmoil in her heart was indeed calmed down by these words. She smiled and nodded: "I understand, thank you." As soon as she finished speaking, Uncle Fu stepped forward to give her a message.

The leader stuffed a considerable amount of silver notes, but the leader of the Imperial Guard could not refuse and had to accept it.

After sending them off, Sikong Qingying separated from Uncle Fu and went back to his room. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he smelled the smell of blood. At the same time, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice whispered: "

Xiaoying, long time no see!"

The familiar yet unfamiliar voice made Sikong Qingying startled. Immediately, she thought of who the owner of this voice was.

The huge surprise made her ignore the smell of blood she had smelled earlier, and she exclaimed: "Senior Bai! Why are you here?"

That's right, the owner of this voice is Bai Yuanjun, her old friend whom she met because he climbed over the wall before marrying into Yuchi's family.

She lit the candlelight and saw an elegant man in his forties, dressed in blue, with black hair and gray hair on his temples. He was sitting at the table, holding someone in his arms.

"It's a long story. Do you have any medicine for trauma? Your brother was injured. I was chasing him so fast that I forgot to bring medicine with me."

Only then did Sikong Qingying realize that the person being held in Bai Yuanjun's arms was actually her brother Sikong Wangyan.

Sikong Qingying was shocked and immediately wanted to go find a doctor, but then she thought about the current situation of martial law in the city outside and the strange appearance of the two people who were still injured...

God! The assassins who assassinated the emperor couldn't be Senior Bai and his brother, right?

Thinking of this, Sikong Qingying's expression immediately changed: "Senior Bai, are you... could it be that people outside are arresting you?"

Bai Yuanjun nodded: "Your brother is too stubborn, I can't persuade him."

Sikong Qingying felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Wasn't her family an ordinary merchant's home? Wasn't her brother a helpless scholar? Why did he suddenly come to assassinate the emperor?

However, this matter is not the most important thing at the moment. The most important thing is her brother's injury. No matter why Sikong Wangyan assassinated the emperor, Sikong Wangyan is her biological brother and her only blood relative in this world.

After she was beaten by Yin Ziheng last time, Yin Ziheng and Uncle Fu found very precious wound medicine for her. They didn't use it up at that time. There are still a lot left. Sikong Qingying found them all and gave them to Bai Yuanjun.

Sikong Wangyan was unconscious and was held in Bai Yuanjun's arms. Bai Yuanjun did not let Sikong Qingying intervene and gave Sikong Wangyan medicine himself.

After giving Sikong Wangyan the medicine, Sikong Qingying asked Bai Yuanjun: "Senior Bai, how is my brother's condition? Do I need to find a doctor?"

Bai Yuanjun shook his head: "Your brother's injury is not serious, it's just that I touched his sleeping point. Xiaoying, didn't you say that I taught you to play the flute and you just called me Master? Why did you call me Senior Bai again?"

"

Sikong Qingying paused: "Okay, Master, do you know why my brother did this?"

Bai Yuanjun frowned when he heard this. Because Sikong Qingying was a girl, Sikong Wangyan didn't want Sikong Qingying to know those things, and he didn't even tell her the real reason why their parents died.

Now that he tells Sikong Qingying these things without authorization, Sikong Wangyan will definitely be angry when he finds out, right?

Bai Yuanjun thought for a while, carefully weighing his words before saying: "I don't know the specifics, but your brother does know the details. However, I don't dare to let him wake up now. He wants to kill the emperor and will cause trouble as soon as he wakes up...

It's better to wait for the opportunity and let your brother tell you in person."

For the first time, Sikong Qingying had the feeling that she was the protagonist of time travel. It was only at this moment that she began to doubt--perhaps, her body was not as simple as it seemed.

"Okay, then I'll ask you again when my brother wakes up."

"I'm afraid you won't be able to wait this time. I'm afraid he will wake up and do stupid things again. I plan to take him away now... It's better to wait until you have the opportunity to return to Jizhou in the future and then ask your brother properly. Besides... now

You are not suitable to know these things."

Sikong Qingying thought about his own situation, which was also full of troubles, and then fell silent. After a while, he said:

"But, Senior Bai... uh, Master, are you taking your brother away now? People outside are searching for you. If you go out, you are just surrendering. Why not stay in the General's Mansion first, and we will make a long-term plan."

"No, the small imperial capital cannot trap us. I just heard that you are here and stopped by to see you. We will leave soon to avoid being caught by General Yin."

Sikong Qingying was speechless.

Fortunately, Yin Ziheng was not here. If Yin Ziheng was here, she really didn't know how to explain to Yin Ziheng that he was harboring assassins.

"Well, I also think it will be safer for you to leave here as soon as possible...Master, when you return to Jizhou safely, you must write a letter to me to report that you are safe."

"must."

"By the way, Master, do you want to take away the things you left here with me? Some time ago, I met the person in the portrait you gave me."

Bai Yuanjun's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really? Where did you meet him?"

"My elder brother and I picked him up on the way back from Jingyin Temple. He was injured."

"Then do you know how to find him?"

Sikong Qingying shook his head: "I don't know, but I know he is from Xuanming Palace."

"Xuan Ming Palace... is it actually in Xuan Ming Palace? Haha, it's really hard to find anywhere, it takes no effort to get it. Xiaoying, I will keep that thing with you. After I find him, I will let him

Came to get it."

"Okay, I've seen him before, so I won't admit the wrong person next time."

Bai Yuanjun stayed for a while and told Sikong Qingying something about Sikong Wangyan. The general meaning was that Sikong Wangyan had a lot of things on his back. He didn't mean to treat her badly before, and he hoped she would forgive Sikong Wangyan.

Sikong Qingying kept silent about this. Although Sikong Wangyan's attitude towards her was not very good before, he had always treated her harshly. Therefore, apart from the fact that she did not have a close relationship with Sikong Wangyan, she did not blame Sikong Wangyan.

, since you don’t blame, how can you forgive?

At midnight, Bai Yuanjun finally said goodbye to Sikong Qingying, and left the general's mansion holding Sikong Wangyan, who was still asleep.

Sikong Qingying tossed and turned and stayed awake all night.

When she got up the next day, she naturally had a pair of panda eyes, especially because of her fair complexion, which made the two dark eye sockets more obvious. When Fu Bo saw her, he was shocked by her.

She just smiled and said nothing. Uncle Fu thought she was worried about Yin Ziheng, and he became convinced.

But in fact, she was worried about Yin Ziheng, Bai Yuanjun and Sikong Wangyan.

At noon, Yin Ziheng finally came back, with a haggard look on his face and bloodshot eyes. As soon as he saw him, Sikong Qingying rushed up: "Brother, are you okay? Do you want to take a rest?

"

A smile appeared on Yin Ziheng's lips, and he held Sikong Qingying's hand: "I'm fine, don't worry."

Sikong Qingying bit her lower lip and said with some hesitation: "Then, has the assassin been caught?"

Yin Ziheng shook his head: "There is more than one assassin, and they are extremely cunning. They have not been caught yet."

Sikong Qingying breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Yin Ziheng hadn't caught anyone yet, which meant that Bai Yuanjun and Sikong Wangyan had left the imperial capital safely.
To be continued...