After Shizong scolded him, the fear gradually calmed down. Only then did he realize that the little girl curled up her hands and feet, buried her head deeply in her knees, and was shaking all over.

The embarrassed look was like a little beast that was abandoned first and then in trouble, and it looked heartbreaking.

Sejong suffocated his breath and quickly reached out to her shoulder. He felt her trembling even harder. He felt his heart aches, hugged her tighter, gently patted her on her spine, and comforted her softly: "Okay, don't be afraid, it's okay now."

Ouyang Huiru was frightened and realized for the first time that this was not filming, nor could she fall down beautifully by being cut. She said a few touching lines. If it doesn’t go well, she can wash away the plasma, change her clothes, and start over. Here, if she is cut, she will only be pain and death, and there is no chance to start over again.

All the confidence and calmness in the past disappeared at this moment, leaving only a mess and deep fear in their hearts.

It’s okay that Sejong didn’t comfort her, but she could still stay alone and lick her wounds. As soon as Sejong spoke, she felt extremely aggrieved and scared. She just wanted to catch him desperately and confirm that she was safe and still alive, just like a drowning person who was about to drown, desperately trying to capture everything that could carry her life.

She raised her head and grabbed Shizong's sleeve tightly. Tears were already overflowing in her big eyes, flowing silently along her jade-white cheeks. Her originally pink lips had already turned blue and white. She opened and closed, and finally said softly, "Father, I just don't want to see you get hurt, but I didn't expect... I'm sorry!"

In just a short sentence, she seemed to have used all her strength, her face became paler, and her tears fell more and more, and she became listless and lifeless.

Shizong was heartbroken and completely abandoned the ethics of the rules and ethics. He reached out and embedded her tightly in his arms, pressed her chin against her head, and gently rubbed her wet hair, rubbing her lovingly, as if kissing, as if comforting. Finally, he sighed deeply: "No need to apologize, it's because my father is too harsh on you. My father is not good. My father has not protected you well, so don't cry anymore." I felt distressed when I looked at it!

He reached out and wiped away the tears from the face of the person in his arms. His fingertips, stained with tears, were slightly trembling, and he felt so hot that he couldn't bear it. He didn't like to watch the princess crying, and his heart felt as if he was crushed!

The more you are comforted, the more the suppressed feelings in your heart exploded. Feeling the strong care in Sejong's tone, Ouyang Huiru choked up, let go of the hand that was pulling his sleeve, took the initiative to hug his neck, buried her face deeply into his neck, and shed tears silently.

This person's arms are so warm and safe, which makes her temporarily forget all fears and just want to indulge in such a way that she doesn't have to face the cruel reality.

His neck was severely slammed. Sezong looked at the little girl who couldn't see her expression in his arms, and said softly: "You loosen your hands and I will take you to a clean place."

Ouyang Huiru let go of her hand obediently and instead grabbed his clothes tightly, this was a sign of extreme lack of security.

Seeing her movements, Shizong felt both funny and heartache. He carefully pulled her to a dry shore like a little baby, steadily placed her on his legs, lowered his head to examine her whole body, and asked with concern, "Is there any injury in my girl?"

Ouyang Huiru shook her head in a daze, moved a position on Sejong's leg, reached out to grab his strong waist, frowned, nodded quickly, and whispered in a low voice: "The left ankle hurts very much, it seems to have sprained."

Sejong pursed his lips and took off her shoes and socks. With the moonlight, he saw that his ankles were red and swollen, which looked even more shocking against her white skin.

Shizong frowned fiercely, looked up at the earth slope, and saw torches approaching and vaguely calling out to "Emperor, Crown Princess", it was obvious that the guards had found it. He felt relieved, put on her shoes and socks again, reached out to wipe the messy hair on her face, and spoke lovingly, "It's sprained, but it didn't hurt my muscles. Don't be afraid, someone is coming to us, my father will take you back to treat you now."

The sentence paused, and his tone became slightly stern again, "If you encounter this situation again in the future, how far will you hide for me? Have you heard it clearly?"

Ouyang Huiru had a pretty face white and nodded weakly.

Shizong looked at her with a dark look, sighed deeply, hugging her tighter. The poor and cute princess was a little bit stricter to her, and he really didn't know what to do with her. Even if she dragged him back today and hurt him, he didn't even have any anger in his heart except for worry and heartache.

The guards holding torches gradually approached and were stopped by Shizong ten meters away from the two of them, "You stop first and stand by on standby! Is Jiang Nushi coming?"

"I am here!" Jiang Yingyue agreed far away among the crowd.

Shizong waved his hand and ordered, "Go back and bring my cloak."

Jiang Yingyue took the order and left. When the guards heard this, they knew that they fell into the water. They described it as extremely embarrassed. In order to avoid seeing what they shouldn't have seen, they all turned around.

Jiang Yingyue quickly took the cloak down, walked to Sezong alone, knelt down and bowed, and presented the cloak with both hands.

When he saw Jiang Yingyue's figure, Ouyang Huiru pale and buried her face in Shizong's arms, not facing her head.

Her feelings for Jiang Yingyue are now only two words to describe, that is - fear. Even her most loyal subordinate can be killed without blinking, and she can use her own life to block the arrows of her enemies and fight for a chance. This woman's heart has reached a certain level of viciousness.

Seeing that she started to tremble again, Shizong quickly patted and stroked her for a while. After her mood stabilized, he took the cloak, wrapped her carefully, looked up and down again, and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with her body. Then he got up and hugged her and walked up the slope, making a loud order while walking, "All of them obey the orders, pack up their luggage and rush back to the camp immediately, and do not delay!"

Everyone agreed in unison and acted quickly.

Jiang Yingyue, who was walking at the end, had a stiff corner of her lips. Thinking of Shizong's careful care for Ouyang Huiru just now, she felt so upset.

A stupid woman who was so tired that she almost lost her life, shouldn’t Wanyan Bupo completely dislike her? Why should she be so gentle to her? Maybe she has to be a good father in front of others, right? After all, the Crown Princess represents the royal decency! No matter what Ouyang Huiru, her today’s success is confirmed, and she will definitely be treated differently by Wanyan Bupo!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yingyue's stiff lips relaxed and a proud smile appeared in the darkness.

Emperor Shizong wrapped Ouyang Huiru tightly in his arms and rushed to the camp with whipping horses. Jiang Yingyue and the guards followed closely behind.

The imperial guards who came to receive the rescue signal were responsible for cleaning up the battlefield. It was said that these assassins were tough enough. Seeing that they could not escape, they even bit their tongues and committed suicide. They wanted to find a living person to ask questions, so they had to look through the bodies of the assassins one by one to see if there were any clues.

While they were searching for their bodies, the commander of the Imperial Guard pulled out a signal flare of "emergency convergence" with a serious look on his face, and called on the people who were still hunting in the jungle to come back quickly and prepare to withdraw the camp and return to Beijing. The hunting, who thought that the foolproof one had made such a mistake, would he have to suffer some hardship after returning. It would be different whether the position of the Imperial Guard commander could be kept.

Sejong returned to the camp quickly. The imperial guards in the camp saw the signal flares and knew that something big had happened. They were all ready to fight, guarding the entire camp like an iron barrel.

The Empress Dowager, Prime Minister Ouyang and others were also awakened and went out to check the situation. When they saw the anxious emperor and the princess who were snuggling in the emperor's arms, their faces were pale and depressed, they were all shocked and quickly met.

"No gifts, hurry up and find an imperial physician for me." Shizong had no time to explain, and hurriedly ordered. The little girl was trembling all the way, and her face became paler. He was anxious. How could he still have the heart to speak?

The Empress Dowager and the Chief looked at each other, and their faces were a little ugly. The Empress Dowager raised her hand and said in a hurry, "Didn't you hear it? Go and call the imperial physician quickly!" She smelled the bloody smell. Could it be that the emperor had encountered assassination?

Shizong directly carried Ouyang Huiru to his tent, placed her on a large, dry and warm dragon bed, wrapped it tightly with a quilt, and turned around to instruct the maids to prepare hot water for the crown princess to bathe, and then change into clean clothes. He himself had no intention of taking care of it, and he was about to leave the tent to check if the imperial physician had arrived.

As soon as he entered the warm camp, Ouyang Huiru felt relieved. Seeing that Shizong was about to leave, her heart tightened again. Without thinking, she grabbed his sleeve tightly and begged pitifully: "Father, don't leave!" I was scared!

She was really afraid, what filming can steal the spotlight, this idea is really naive! This is not a drama that can be repeated, but a life-and-death battle! Today, she was almost hunted like a livestock. This sense of fear like falling from an ice cave has penetrated into her bone marrow, and she can't forget it even if she wants to.

Seeing that her face was pale, her usual bright eyes were dull and full of uneasiness and fear, Shizong quickly sat next to her, held her little hand, gently patted and stroked the back of her hand, and comforted her softly, "Father, don't leave, Father, go out for a while, and wait for you to change your clean clothes before coming in."

Ouyang Huiru frowned, thought for a while, and finally let go of her hand unwillingly.

Shizong looked at her worriedly, frowned, and hesitated to leave the tent.

As soon as the emperor left, the maids immediately helped the princess up and let her soak in the hot water that had been poured out after the screen, served her to take a bath, and then replaced the dragon bed with clean bedding, which was quick and quick.

Emperor Shizong left the tent and hurriedly changed into clean clothes by his subordinate's tent. When he came out, he happened to see the empress dowager and the prime minister who were rushing to the face of anxiety. Several people gathered together and discussed the assassination process softly.

Such a major assassination occurred in the royal yard, and the few people were very serious. When they were outside the tent, they could not see their daughter even if they could see them. Prime Minister Ouyang gritted his teeth and took the initiative to take on the task of investigating and assassination.

Emperor Shizong was naturally relieved of the prime minister, so he agreed after a little consideration.

While the few people were talking, the sound of horses running came, and the people who were out hunting rushed back one after another, all of whom were full of anxiety.

Seeing that the emperor's expression was gloomy, the ministers were curious, but they didn't dare to come forward to ask. Anyway, if you send someone to inquire after you go back, you will know.

King J and King Wei respectfully greeted their father. Seeing that the father waved his hand, his face looked ugly and he had no intention of speaking. He knew that this was something they could not ask, and they were all tactfully prepared to step down.

"Wait, where is the prince? Why haven't you come back yet?" Everyone was here, but the prince still didn't turn back. Shizong frowned and asked the two kings in an unhappy tone.

The little girl was frightened and injured, but the prince was not seen for a long time. When he thought about it, he became increasingly dissatisfied with the prince. Such a prince is really a good match for the little girl?

The prince could not predict the assassination and waited in the tent in advance. The idea of ​​Shizong was obviously angering at the prince, and he also had some subconscious self-suggestions to cater to the deep desire in his heart.

King J heard the unpredictable feeling in his father's tone, and was secretly happy, and still calm on his face. He bowed and said, "Go back to Father, I don't know where the prince is now. Maybe it's because I'm too deep in the dense forest and I don't have time to rush back."

Entering the dense forest is too deep? Although it is allowed to go deep into the jungle during hunting, it is not allowed to exceed a certain range in order to deal with emergency situations. This distance must be returned to the camp within half an hour. Will the prince not know?

After thinking about it, Shizong's expression became even more gloomy.

At this moment, another sound of horse hooves was heard, and a group of people rushed over. The man in front of him was undoubtedly the prince. The prince rushed back in a hurry, and wanted to return the tent to clean up first, but he didn't expect to see his father standing straight at the door of the dragon tent, looking at him with a burning look.

The eyes were slightly evil and dissatisfied, and the prince's scalp was numb, so he had to go over to pay his respects first, with a hesitant expression on his face.

"Why did you come back?" Sejong asked in a gloomy tone, then pointed his hand at him and followed him step by step. A man wrapped in a hooded cloak and wrapped himself in an airtight package asked, "Who is that?" Judging from his figure, he was clearly a woman!

The prince did not know that Shizong was assassinated and the princess was injured. When he saw him asking, he was a little nervous and then he honestly replied: "Brother, this is Miss Xing Fanglan, the niece of the Guanglu Temple Minister Nahe Baoyan, who has been hunting with his sons these days." The Jurchens are unruly by nature, and it is common for them to see each other privately. Moreover, the prince has a noble status and there is no shortage of women around him who throw themselves into his arms.

Xing Fanglan lifted her hood and lowered her eyebrows to greet all the nobles. She was the girl who fell down at the banquet that day and was supported by the prince.

When Shizong, the Empress Dowager and the Prime Minister saw this, they all turned dark.
Chapter completed!