The bright red blood dripped from Feng Jing's face, making his bright yellow robe become filthy.
Renlong Aotian and Qi Xiao were beautiful, strong and miserable in battle, but here they are ugly, weak and miserable...
There was no way, the assassin's head seemed to have eyes, and he moved when he was closest, and put the most blood on his face.
To put it mildly, he couldn't even open his eyes now, let alone his mouth where blood would drip into it.
"Your Highness, be careful!"
Seeing Feng Jing embarrassed on the spot, Zhui Ming and others over there were also panicked. Why was the assassin standing there and not moving?
Don't you want to die?
As expected, the assassin over there did not give up this good opportunity, and rushed towards Feng Jing with his knife in hand.
Zhui Ming and the others were not fools, and they immediately stepped forward to provide support.
After all, if something happened to the prince, these guards wouldn't have to live.
And Feng Jing also knew that she couldn't sit still now, because this was not a matter of face, but a matter of life.
So he opened his eyes immediately. Even though there was blood dripping down his eyelids and it was about to drip, he didn't dare to close his eyes again.
As long as he kills the assassin who is charging towards him, he will be able to make a comeback and make everyone present forget his mistake just now.
However, just when he elegantly dodged the opponent's attack and was about to swing his sword towards the assassin's neck again...
A ray of sword light came in sharply, and passed over the assassin's neck with a single swipe, causing his head to move in an instant.
And what did Feng Jing gain from fighting the enemy bravely?
After he got the opponent's head and moved it, he sprayed hot blood on him again, turning him into a bloody man.
Feng Jing: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Really, I don’t know how many people this prince has killed, or how many injuries he suffered.
In fact, he didn't kill anyone, and he wasn't injured at all. He was simply too close to the person who was killed, and was nourished by the blood...
When Feng Yu and Feng Yunxuan saw this scene, they paused on the spot almost at the same time and lowered their eyes to look at the sword in their hands.
Are they still going down to help?
If they are as unlucky as Feng Jing, wouldn't it mean that they lose the rice by stealing the chicken?
Feng Yu and Feng Yunxuan were hesitating here, but Feng Jing, who was finally surrounded by Zhui Ming and others and was able to wipe her face with a brocade handkerchief, was able to open her mouth.
And the first sentence he opened his mouth was naturally to ask who did those two swords just now.
I saw the children of the aristocratic families around me who were carrying swords and two brushes shaking their heads. Some of the people with swords and whips even showed it to the people of the Prince's Mansion calmly, showing that they were really innocent.
"Your Highness, since you are not here, then..."
His life-seeking eyes unconsciously looked to the other side of the battlefield.
The Hundred Flowers Banquet was held in the back garden of the Princess's Mansion. The back garden was pitch dark at night, at least without a lot of lanterns, so they couldn't see clearly what was happening on the other side.
Speaking of which, the original purpose of these assassins today was to assassinate Feng Xi, so except for some assassins who interfered with Feng Jing and others on the periphery, most of them gathered near Feng Xi.
In other words, the people sitting on Feng Jing and Feng Yu's side were not actually affected too much.
On the contrary, those who were close to Feng Xi were attacked more severely the closer they were to her.
At least the screams there never stopped, and everyone could vaguely see many figures surging under the moonlight.
Logically speaking, at this time, Prince Feng Jing and Feng Yu, the fourth prince, should call someone to hold the lamp, or lead their men to rush into the battle circle over there.
But none of them did, and the officials from the aristocratic families standing beside them were equally indifferent, as if they didn't hear the screams over there.
The reason is very simple. Fengyunxuan’s seating arrangement today is also very particular.
As we all know, the current Jokhang court is divided into three factions, one is the crown prince, the other is the fourth prince, and the third is the newly rising princess Feng Xi who protects the country.
These three groups have been pinching each other a lot in the past six months, right?
Pinch!
The prince's line and the fourth prince's line have both had their wings cut off, right?
On the other hand, Feng Xi's situation, instead of being suppressed, is on the rise.
Coupled with the impact of the previous fraud case, the people of the prince's and the fourth prince's lineage now hate the people of the Princess Protector's Mansion. If they are allowed to sit together, why don't they start fighting?
Even without a fight, it would be difficult to finish the meal.
So I don't know if Feng Yunxuan is a good person or if he has other ideas. In short, Feng Jing, Feng Yu and their supporters are all sitting on one side tonight.
On Feng Xi's side, sat her confidants, some neutral ministers in the court, and some honorable, petty, and new officials who were not wanted even if they wanted to join the team.
They have already won over those who can be won over among these people, and the rest are either unable to be won over or they do not want them.
In this way, do these people still need to be supported by them?
No.
Maybe some people would say that Feng Xi is their sister after all, a princess of a country. If something happens to the other party under their noses, aren't they afraid of being poked in the back?
After all, the reputation of refusing to save someone at the risk of death would not sound so good if it spread out, wouldn’t it?
But will something happen to Feng Xi?
Although someone saw the assassin striking Feng Xi in the back with a knife before he destroyed all the lanterns, no one present thought that Feng Xi would die.
Not to mention that Qi Xiao was sitting next to her, but Sun Qingzhi, who came to the banquet with her, was not an economical person.
There are also several palace maids who follow Aunt Gui. Regardless of how good their martial arts skills are, at least they can risk their lives to protect Feng Xi.
As long as Feng Xi doesn't die, the smell won't be on them.
After all, those who followed Feng Xi would die, and they were eager to do so.
As for the remaining neutral, new, useless ones...
After they died, their families happened to be making trouble with Feng Xi. The bigger the trouble, the better. Let's see how Feng Xi can recruit people later.
This pot, she, Feng Xi, has a firm handle on her back!
However, there were also people present who had different ideas from theirs, or in other words, they were not exactly the same.
"Come here! Hold the lamp! Hold the lamp quickly! Where are the guards? Where are the guards in the mansion?"
Feng Yunxuan grabbed the hands of Dongxue and Xia Yi beside him, his delicate face full of anxiety.
Her voice was not quiet, and everyone present heard it, but no one responded to her.
The maids and servants had long been frightened out of their wits. Those guards had been patrolling outside the house, and they didn't know if they had rushed in now.
As for the other guests present, they had no intention of paying any attention to her.
Seeing this, Feng Yunxuan almost immediately threw away the hands of Dong Xue and Xia Yi, and rushed towards the battle circle over there while everyone looked at them as fools.
Yes, she knew very well that Feng Xi would be fine, and she even guessed that the person who just spattered Feng Jing's face with blood was Qi Xiao.
In other words, the situation there may not be as bad as it looks from the outside, and she must prepare for today's next step.
"Princess!"
Seeing Feng Yunxuan, he was about to rush in regardless, but the lanterns over there suddenly lit up.
