Chapter 46 Bloody Night (1)

Although it has been apart for more than a month, Cixi can easily distinguish the footsteps of Yang Yi. The footsteps are from far to near, from weak to strong. Cixi's heartbeat gradually accelerates with the footsteps, almost popping out of Cixi's heart.

It was already dark. Although the brazier was lit in the room, Cixi still felt a little cold. The thick curtain at the door was finally opened, and Yang Yi's familiar figure appeared in front of Cixi. Yang Yi's face was as faint as usual. Perhaps he was uneasy. Cixi unexpectedly walked to the door, took Yang Yi's cloak and said, "Are you back? Have you worked hard for a trip?" Her expression and voice were like a little wife. Looking at Cixi who was down and glad to her eyes, Yang Yi's heart was a little more unhappy.

Yang Yi didn't say anything, but just walked to the chair silently and put down. A few wisps of snowflakes on his head began to melt in the warm room. Yang Yi's silence made Cixi feel a sense of fear. In the Rehe, Yang Yi always had such a dull smile, but it made Cixi feel cold. The maids had already retreated with them and brought them with them when they left.

Cixi slowly moved across from Yang Yi. Although her head was always lowered, she kept peeping at the change of Yang Yi's expression from the corner of her eyes. Yang Yi just sat there without saying anything, quietly looking directly at Cixi's face. In a blink of an eye, Cixi was almost thirty years old. Her good life and maintenance made Cixi look like she was in her early twenties, with a beautiful face and delicate skin. Cixi's honest look made Yang Yi suddenly feel a little unbearable.

"Why do you do this?" Yang Yi opened his mouth to break the frozen silence.

Cixi looked at Yang Yi too much, looking at the man who made her obsessed with her, just like the starry eyes and sword eyebrows in the past, the fatigue brought by the journey did not reduce much heroic spirit. "Why?" Cixi also asked herself. One night, after Yikuang left, Cixi regretted it, but saw Yikuang kneeling on the ground and kowtowed desperately, saying, "Yang Yi will rebel, and said that she should curb Yang Yi's development trend early, so as not to be endless in the future." At that moment, Cixi became an unprecedentedly unselfish person.

I believe that although Yang Yi will not rebel now, who can guarantee that he will not rebel in the future? After all, Yang Yi is a Han Chinese, and Han Chinese are still unreliable in the minds of Manchus. Although the relationship between the two is ambiguous, who can guarantee that the relationship will never change? Now he is young and beautiful, but time is a fatal injury for women. A man can still ask for a concubine at his seventies, and he still claims to be a tree of pear blossoms that weighs beads, but what about women? Cixi's thoughts have changed into unprecedented chaos, and even looking at Yang Yi's eyes began to be dazed.

Thinking of the many women around Yang Yi and thinking about the position of the Empress Dowager, Cixi finally fired her conditions. Cixi looked up and stared at Yang Yi and said, "Take me away, take me only one, let's hide in the West. Can I give up everything in front of me, can you do it?"

Yang Yi opened his mouth in surprise, and the smile on his face disappeared. After a while, he shook his head at Cixi and said, "No, I can only promise to treat you as you did in the future, but you must not interfere with my reform and reform of the country." Yang Yi also offered his own conditions.

"Why?" Cixi asked back.

"There is one thing you may never understand. China is not your Ai Xin Jueluo family, nor is it my Yang Yi. Since I am here today, I have to be responsible for China's future." Yang Yi looked at Cixi seriously. This was for Cixi and for himself. Although it was not your own wish to come to this era, since I came, I have to be right for this era.

Yang Yi's theory seemed so absurd to Cixi, "Do you just use this reason to deal with me?" Cixi felt a little incredible.

"Is this a reason not enough?" Yang Yi asked.

"Then you go." Cixi said angrily:

Yang Yi was completely desperate for this woman. From beginning to end, Cixi only had her own personal honor and disgrace in her mind. It was different that she was not like making a plan. Yang Yi stood up silently and walked to the hanger to pick up his cloak. Cixi's face became gloomy. Her days of worry, disappointment about the future, and incomprehension of Yang Yi finally broke out at this moment. Cixi suddenly rushed to Yang Yi and shouted loudly: "Don't want to lie to me, I know that you want to be the emperor, so you use such absurd words to excuse me." Cixi's voice was shrill and a little hysterical.

Yang Yi suddenly turned around, glared at the somewhat crazy woman, and said loudly: "It's ridiculous, you have to figure it out, if I want to be the emperor, what's the matter with you and your son today? I can tell you frankly that China does not need the emperor's autocracy in the future. If you stay honestly for me, you can still be your Empress Dowager Taiping, otherwise I will take your Aisin Gioro in one fell swoop."

When Cixi was frightened by Yang Yi's murderous words, she stepped back and sat back on the chair. A deep air conditioning rose from Cixi's heart and quickly spread throughout Cixi's body. At this moment, Cixi's face turned bleak and pale, and her eyes were completely desperate.

Putting on a cloak and opening the curtain, a biting cold surged into the room. Cixi suddenly felt a chill coming to her face. Cixi subconsciously shivered. Looking at Yang Yi's back as she left, Cixi felt an unprecedented despair. Although Yang Yi's back left was still familiar, for Cixi, this might be the beginning of her breakup with Yang Yi.

Snowflakes have begun to fall in the yard, and the cloak of the building has been completely dark. Although the lights have been lit, the wind is strong outside, and the pirate lights are swaying under the blow of the cold wind, and the yard is not bright.

When the guard commander Zhao Ziping saw Yang coming out, he went up and said, "Sir, are you going back?" Yang nodded. Zhao Ziping took a lantern and asked several guards to take lanterns to open the way in front of him, protecting Yang to the yard.

Suddenly, behind the rockery in the yard, some black shadows emerged from the corridor. A sound of breaking through the air sounded, and dozens of bows and arrows roared like Yang Yi and the others. The middle of the yard was empty, and there was no place to hide. It seemed that the place chosen by the assassins was good.

Zhao Ziping shouted, "No, there is an assassin, protect the master." The bow and arrow came too fast, and it was already approaching as he spoke. Zhao Ziping had no time to draw out his sword to cover it, and instinctively blocked Yang Yi's body. He said it was a sudden momentum, and Yang Yi's first reaction was to pull Zhao Ziping to the ground and then roll with the momentum. After a thunderous sound, dozens of arrows pierced on the ground, and the feathers on the bow and arrow trembled in the blurry night. The four guards walking in front were caught off guard by this sudden attack, and were like hedgehogs being stabbed on the ground, and they fell to the ground and moaned in pain. Before Yang Yi and the others got up, the assassins started a new round of pursuit, and another dense rain of arrows flew over. It seemed that they were all good people and they were very quick.

Just now, Zhao Ziping had already pulled out the sword at his waist. A oolong-tongued pearl Zhao Ziping jumped up, and the sword in his hand turned into a silver light, trying to block the arrows flying in. Taking advantage of the opportunity to roll just now, Yang Yi also pulled out the revolver at his waist. The No. 1 fastest gunman in the National Security Bureau was not in vain.

Zhao Ziping's sword was everywhere, touching the arrows flying in the air, and Yang Yi's revolver also sounded at this time. After a ping-pong shot, several assassins who were bent their bows and arrows fell to the ground. Six bullets were fired in an instant, and Yang Yi skillfully withdrew from the shell and replaced them with new bullets. This process took a few seconds. Just when Yang Yi changed the bullets, three assassins had come from behind Yang Yi. Three bright knives flashed with a charming light in the dim night, slashing towards Yang Yi's back and back of his head. There was no time to turn around. Yang Yi rushed forward and turned around in the air and blocked the continuous shooting. The three assassins were shot six times and fell to the ground immediately.

Look at Zhao Ziping again. This person is worthy of being a master who Yu Xin and the others chose to protect Yang Yi. While blocking all the bows and arrows with a sword, he had already taken out a revolver with his left hand. After using the revolver to knock down six archers in succession, he had no time to change bullets, but he threw the revolver as a hidden weapon and hit an assassin's face. At this moment, he was bleeding from his mouth and nose. Zhao Ziping used his feet to lift a revolver from the waist of the guard who fell to the ground, and took advantage of the moment when the archer changed the arrows, he knocked down six more assassins. Although Yang Yi and Zhao Ziping succeeded repeatedly, there were many assassins and rushed over without fear of death. The continuous bows and arrows flew towards Zhao Ziping again. Zhao Ziping could barely resist, but he couldn't take action to take care of Yang Yi's side.

Before Yang Yi got up, two assassins arrived, and one sword and one spear came to Yang Yi's vital point. The two assassins and the three of them just now came almost at the same time. This time, Yang had no time to change bullets. The revolver in his hand dropped his hand and smashed one of the assassins. The two assassins subconsciously flashed and their bodies were paused. Yang Yi suddenly rolled to the side. The person had already stood up, and there was an extra dagger in his hand. It was the "drinking blood" that followed Yang Yi for many years and came from the future. Yang Yi had just stood up, and the assassin came to kill again. The assassin might not have expected Yang Yi to be

A master who was skilled in fighting was attacked by Yang Yi incorrectly, and he grabbed the spear that was stabbed with one hand and followed the assassin's movement forward. The assassin used his horse stance too hard and was led forward for a while. Almost at the same time, "drinking blood" appeared strangely at the throat of another assassin. Yang Yi was gently, and the artery on the assassin's neck had been cut open, and a stream of blood gushed out. Yang Yi took the sword dropped by the assassin and immediately threw it towards the assassin with a spear. The assassin, who could not turn back, was stabbed to the heart.

With a "boom", the gate of the yard fell down with a bang, and fragments of the gate flew everywhere.

It turned out that after hearing the movement, the guards outside the door had been rushing and could not open the locked door, and used grenades to blow the door open, and then the guards flocked in. Just as Yang Yi and Zhao Ziping were on the courtyard wall not far away, two black muzzles on the courtyard wall were aiming at Yang Yi in the dark for a long time. Yang Yi was lucky. The other party wanted to kill Yang Yi silently, but did not bring many foreign guns in. Unexpectedly, Yang Yi was so thrust like this, and he could not achieve his goal with only cold weapons. Such a careful assassination plan was about to be ruined, and he also alarmed the guards outside. Thousands of calculations, they did not count that Zhao Ziping was actually a master among the masters, and Yang Yi himself was also an outstanding master, which was something that was unexpected when the assassination plan was formulated.

"Bang, bang" Two lights flashed out in the darkness one after another. Yang Yi, who was dealing with the two assassins, beat him violently. He first shot his thigh and then shot him tightly in his chest. Yang Yi covered his chest with his hand, shaking and throwing a dagger in his hand and stabbed him down. He also shook himself to fall. Another assassin was overjoyed when he saw Yang Yi being shot. He tightened his sword and wanted to make up for Yang Yi, who had no resistance.

Just when the assassin swung his knife at Yang Yi, there was a "bang bang" gunshot. The assassin had been beaten into a hornet's nest by the guards who rushed in, and Yang Yi also sat on the ground with his wounds covered.

Gunshots were heard everywhere, and some of the guards rushed into the courtyard, and some of them rushed towards Yang Yi, and some of them quickly shot at the assassins around them, and the assassins fell to the ground one after another.

Zhao Ziping finally rushed to Yang Yi when he was free. Yang Yi was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, and blood was also leaking from his chest. Zhao Ziping felt nervous. Regardless of the arrows shot by the assassin on his back, he picked up Yang Yi and shouted to the guards who came in: "Protect and send someone to notify the imperial doctor."

After being knocked down continuously, the assassin saw that the main target Yang Yi had succeeded and retreated one after another. However, the assassin retreated too quickly, and it seemed that it disappeared into the air in an instant. After several investigations, the guards found several tunnel entrances in the yard. It turned out that the assassin crawled into the palace from these tunnels.

Zhao Ziping casually found a house in the palace and put Yang Yi on the bed. He was about to observe Yang Yi's wound carefully, but suddenly he saw that Yang Yi had opened his eyes. Zhao Ziping was surprised and said, "Ah..." before he could scream, his mouth was already covered by Yang Yi.

"Don't say anything," Yang Yi whispered.

"I informed the people outside and said that I was seriously injured and was still in a coma." Zhao Ziping woke up and nodded desperately. The anxiousness just now had turned into a silent joy.

The yard became calm again. At this time, Cixi, accompanied by two maids, plucked out with courage. As soon as she opened the door, she was blocked by two bayonet rifles.

"Rareless, I am the Queen Mother, how dare you treat me like this?" Cixi shouted at the two guards, her face flushed with anger.

"I'm sorry, Empress Dowager Yang was seriously injured. Commander Zhao has ordered that the palace is full of martial law and no one can leave his room, otherwise he will be killed without mercy." A guard looked at Cixi contemptuously and said. After hearing this, Cixi's eyes were anxious first, and then a little shame, pointing to the guard and said, "You..." Before Cixi finished speaking, another guard added: "Kill without mercy, even if you are the Queen Mother, you will be the same."
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