But after thinking about it, Chen Xiuwen knew that the emperor did not mean that. If he really doubted him, he would not hand over the eldest princess to him to recite it.

At this time, the secret guards had also captured the two assassins outside the door. The three assassins were torn off their masks and checked, and they saw that they had blue-red bird-shaped tattoos on their necks.

Chen Xiuwen said in surprise: "Is this a characteristic of the Xiyao tribe? Are they from the country of Juxin?"

Duanmu Rong frowned slightly and waved, "Take them back for careful investigation."

After the secret guards on the periphery rushed over, they were not too late to apologize, and they brought back the three prisoners first. The emperor did not take the assassination to heart, nor did he want to alarm the people, so he planned to return with his daughter, Chen Xiuwen and others.

Chen Xiuwen walked to Duanmufu and squatted down. Duanmufu pursed his lips at this time, trying to control the corner of his lips that was rising, and lay on his back, almost knocking him out a little.

Duanmu Rong didn't even look at it, and raised his finger and clicked her forehead helplessly.

Duanmu Fu smiled softly at him and blinked at him.

Duanmu Rong thought to himself, her daughter seemed to have let go of most of her knots about him, and finally she didn't act, and she smiled at him seriously, lively and cutely.

"Let's go." He took the lead and went out to walk downstairs. The chief manager quickly followed behind.

Chen Xiuwen raised Duan Mu Fu and said, "Hold your hands, don't slide down." The little girl was quite powerful. He had little prediction just now and almost staggered. Fortunately, she calmed down.

Duanmu Fu wrapped his little hand around his neck, snuggled up on his back, and responded sweetly. She thought to herself, wouldn't it feel like this if the queen mother left her an older brother?

Chen Xiuwen followed the chief manager downstairs, while Gao Huan protected them.

The upstairs were thrilling, and the downstairs seemed to know nothing. The waiters went up and down to work, and the guests had their own meals and chats. When they arrived on the first floor, the foreign women on the stage had already stopped and were about to come down, and they should have to rest in the backcourt.

Duanmu Rong didn't even look at them. He passed the aisle between the buildings and walked towards the exclusive entrance and exit provided by Taihua Building.

The accident happened again at this moment. Six charming women suddenly accelerated and surrounded them, twisting their bodies, as if they were going to perform for them, trying to trap the five people.

Duanmurong's face darkened and said, "Get out!"

Chen Xiuwen saw that the arms and hands of these women were shining brightly, as if they were covered with yellow-green powder. He felt very bad in his heart, and immediately thought of the biochemical attack.

Are these poison powders?!

He glanced at the eyes of one of the other people, and immediately confirmed that at least the people who came were not good. He shouted at the emperor: "Get back!"

At the same time, he pulled down the gauze curtain used for decoration of Taihualou with one hand, ran and pulled it to the emperor's side, blocked him horizontally, and said to Duanmufu: "I let go, you go to the back!"

Duanmu Rong had already taken a few steps back and said at this time: "Fu'er is here!"

He had already made a gesture, and the secret guards who were still there appeared and rushed towards the foreign women.

Duanmu Fu didn't say much, so he jumped down and ran to her father's side.

Chen Xiuwen made a move, and while spreading the gauze curtain, he quickly and simply wrapped around the pillar, he turned his head to them and said, "Go quickly!"

The foreign dancers here have also launched an attack. As Chen Xiuwen thought, there were many unknown powder hidden on their bodies, and they suddenly spilled them. The secret guard who came forward accidentally fell into a coma and soon fell into the ground.

Chen Xiuwen thought to himself that he was terrible and quickly looked around. Seeing the diners running around, the shopkeeper was shouting to look for the police. He could not find a suitable weapon for a while, so he could only smash some heavy objects such as flower pots, chairs, etc. at the female assassins.

Not to mention, although those women are tall and flexible in their movements, they do not have a profound martial arts skills, which is really a hit by Chen Xiuwen.

Chen Xiuwen Chong's secret guards shouted: "Don't get close, fight from afar!"

The remaining two secret guards who were fighting with breathing were just stabbing the two women, and immediately escaped, pulled out the dagger and shot out, and then fucked the two more.

Chen Xiuwen heard a greeting voice from the corner of the wall: "Xiuwen, then!"

But it was Zhang Dongming who threw a knife at him.

Chen Xiuwen immediately caught it, threw it out, and shot the last foreign woman who was trying to go around the gauze curtain to chase the emperor.

But at this moment he heard Duanmu Fu scream: "Father!"

Chen Xiuwen ran over quickly.

I saw the emperor leaning against the wall with an arrow on his shoulder. Duanmufu looked panicked and helped him and asked, "How are you doing, Father?"

Duanmu Rong pressed the arrow and comforted her with pain and said, "It's okay, I didn't hit the vital point."

Chen Xiuwen skipped over the main supervisor who was fascinated by the foreign female bombing powder, and looked to the end of the aisle. There was no assassin there. It seemed that someone took advantage of the chaos to fire the hidden arrows and retreated as soon as he succeeded.

"Your Majesty, let's look at the wound." Chen Xiuwen squatted in front of Duanmu Rong and said.

Duanmu Rong nodded.

Duanmu Fu looked at him with tears in his eyes, grabbed her father's hand tightly and said, "Look at it!"

Chen Xiuwen has not had the habit of carrying weapons with him, so he can't even take out a scissor knife. Gao Huan, who had not had time to save the fire just now, silently handed him a dagger.

Chen Xiuwen took it, carefully cut the clothes at the arrow with the tip of the knife, leaned closer and looked at the wound carefully, and his face became more and more serious.

"Your Majesty, poisonous."

Duanmu Fu burst into tears when he heard this.

Chen Xiuwen continued: "The poisonous arrow must be pulled out immediately and not allowed to spread."

Duanmu Fu said anxiously: "What should I do if there is no imperial doctor here?!"

Chen Xiuwen looked at the emperor and said, "Don't worry, I'll draw the arrow to deal with it."

Duanmu Rong looked at him firmly, and saw the boy's calm expression and his eyes were clear and calm, and nodded and said, "I believe in you."

Chen Xiuwen also nodded and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty."

He instructed Gao Huan to bring the largest candle on the high ground of the stage, and roast the head of the dagger at the green flame at the root of the candle for a moment.

"Your Majesty, do you have anyone around you carrying Jinchuang medicine?" he asked.

Duanmu Rong frowned and endured the pain. Before he could answer, the two secret guards who arrived came forward and silently presented their medicine.

Chen Xiuwen said to them: "Thank you, keep your guard."

He asked Gao Huan to help him again.

"Master, I'm going to start."

"Come on." Duanmu Rong's face was a little pale. He lifted up the corner of his robe and bit it casually in his mouth.

Seeing that her father and Shen Xiuwen were calm, Duanmu Fu also stopped his tears and continued to hold the emperor's other hand.

Chen Xiuwen took the dagger and carefully found the angle to cut into the emperor's wound.
Chapter completed!