Chapter 220: Red Bridge Runs Night

Zhang Hongqiao walked to the Yan Prince's Mansion with a cold and resolute expression.

The cold moonlight shone on her body, and she felt a chill. Under the moonlight, the five black-bottomed golden characters "Edict to build Yan Wang Mansion" shine quietly, so dazzling, exuding a gloomy and cold atmosphere in this hot summer night.

In her eyes, this magnificent royal palace is the end of her life.

The guards in front of the mansion were holding halberds and carrying swords, standing solemnly, with a fierce look on their expressionless faces. Countless torches illuminated the night sky in front of the palace.

Zhang Hongqiao's steps couldn't help but shrink, then gritted his teeth and walked forward without regret.

"I have something to do, and I will meet His Highness the King of Yan for some reason. I also asked the military officer to pass on the post..." Zhang Hongqiao bowed to the solemn guards and households standing in front of the door.

Baihu looked at her coldly and said coldly: "You are Zhang Hongqiao? The prince said, after you come, you can enter directly, there is no need to spread it, you can go in."

"Thank you, Jun."

Zhang Hongqiao sighed, tidied his hair and entered with high spirits.

The palace is filled with flowers and winding paths. Bypassing the screen wall carved with auspicious beasts, and passing through the winding corridor, Zhang Hongqiao quickly walked into the garden on the west side of the palace.

The flowers bloom, the spring scenery fills the garden. The rain doesn’t even know that spring is gone, and when the sun is sunny, the summer is deep.

Zhang Hongqiao was among the flowers, but his mood seemed to sink into an ice cellar.

Where is the aunt? Where is she imprisoned by King Yan? The mission of poisoning Xiao Fan failed. King Yan would definitely kill herself mercilessly. It is not worth mercy to die, but... Aunt, she is innocent! Can you ask King Yan to let her spare her aunt's life?

All kinds of thoughts were like a mess, and Zhang Hongqiao couldn't help but sigh.

Outside a bamboo forest ahead, the green glass eaves like flowing clouds are in the distance, and the side hall of the royal palace is right in front of her. What will be the ending waiting for her?

In the quiet garden, there are only intermittent frogs and insects chirping.

Suddenly, under the night, a chaotic sound of footsteps hurriedly towards the garden.

A man's voice walked and said, "General Zhu, the prince will invite Xiao Fan tomorrow. I ordered you to select a knife and axe driver from your command to ambush outside the hall. Has this matter been done?"

"Haha, it's just a trivial matter. The last general has already selected a hundred fierce men. He has been ordered to enter the palace just now. Just wait for the prince's order tomorrow. Commander Zhang will be assured..."

"That's good. I'll go to the camp in the western suburbs to dispatch troops. At noon tomorrow, you will take action in the palace. I will transfer troops into the city and surround the imperial envoy. When you succeed, I will wipe out the three thousand imperial envoys' ceremonial guards in one fell swoop."

"It's easy to destroy them with a weak and gentleman who led three thousand young masters. The prince is killing a chicken with a ox knife."

"This matter concerns the King of Yan and your and my wealth and life. Don't be careless and underestimate the enemy!"

“…………”

The sound gradually faded away, and under the cover of the night, they did not notice the graceful figure hiding among the flowers.

It was not until the two men's burly figures had completely disappeared that Zhang Hongqiao stood up from the dense flowers.

Her slender right hand tightly covered her small mouth, her clear and beautiful eyes wide open, and her eyes were filled with unconcealed horror.

King Yan... actually set up such a vicious plan!

Zhang Hongqiao's delicate body couldn't help but tremble, and his plain skirt drove the flowers in front of him to tremble slightly.

Xiao Fan just escaped his poisonous wine and will face the sword and axe of the King of Yan again tomorrow. He is in Peiping with many murderous intents. How difficult it is!

He can't die!

A voice in my heart screamed repeatedly.

I have done so much and paid so much, and even my own and my relatives have taken the lives of me. I just don’t want to see him be killed. How could he die under the sword and axe of King Yan?

Her delicate body seemed to be full of indescribable fighting spirit. Two balls of raging flames were burning in Zhang Hongqiao's eyes. At this moment, she was no longer a weak deer that could be hunted. She had become a female tiger with a fierce fighting spirit. For the sake of her beloved man, she dared to tear all enemies with her sharp teeth and claws, and she would never regret it even if she died!

Recognition and despair had long been replaced by a stubborn belief. Zhang Hongqiao tried hard to calm down the horror in her heart. She raised her head and quietly looked at the flying eaves of the side hall of the royal palace in the distance. Her beautiful and peerless pretty face suddenly showed a cold smile.

The smile is like the stunning geese under the night, flashing away, the stunning geese is far away, and people are far away.

The front door of the royal mansion can no longer be reached, which will make people suspicious. Zhang Hongqiao turned around and walked quickly towards the back door on the north side of the royal mansion.

The back door is a gathering place for kitchen workers and labourers, and the narrow mahogany door is right in front of you, as if waving to her from afar.

Zhang Hongqiao's pretty face looked happy. He went to the imperial envoy to report the news after leaving this sect. Xiao Fan must not die...

Just as he was delighted, a gray figure flashed in front of him, but Monk Daoyan suddenly appeared in front of her.

Zhang Hongqiao was startled, and then quickly recovered from calmness and said to him: "Hongqiao has met the master."

Dao Yan's thin body was like a weak and weak sick tiger, but violent light shot out from his inverted triangle eyes, and his whole body emitted a gloomy cold air under the faint moonlight.

"Where are Miss Hongqiao planning to go?" Daoyan's tone was like an ice bead, refreshing.

Zhang Hongqiaoqiang smiled and said, "I am free and have nothing to do. I walk around the palace to see the night."

Daoyan smiled and said, "Is that right? I just heard from the gate guard Baihu that you are here, why didn't you go to the side palace to see the prince, but instead ran to the back door of the prince's mansion?"

"It's late at night, and I'm afraid that the prince has fallen asleep, so I dare not bother you. I plan to come back to pay my respects to the prince tomorrow."

"It's a trivial matter if you don't want to worry. I ask you, before the prince leads the army to fight, he asks you to poison Xiao Fan. Is this matter done?"

Zhang Hongqiao was shocked, and his pretty face couldn't help but look panic on his face, and he said timidly: "Xiao Fan has many masters and guards. I tried every possible way but could not poison him in the wine. I... I plan to apologize to the prince tonight..."

Daoyan sneered, "Can't poison it? You are a woman. If a woman wants to get close to a man, isn't it easy to poison it in his wine? I don't need to teach you such a simple thing? I think you don't have the heart to do things for the prince at all!"

Zhang Hongqiao knelt down in panic and said, "I dare not."

"Fortunately, the prince and I have known for a long time that you are a woman who is unreliable and have not made your hope. You also know the prince's temper. There are no useless people around him. Since you can't do what the prince told me well, what's the use of living?"

The murderous words were like the cold wind from hell, floating across Zhang Hongqiao's ears, and she couldn't help but have a cold war.

"Master, I am just a miserable woman. Master is compassionate, why should I kill you all?" Zhang Hongqiao begs sadly.

"My monk's compassion is only for those who are useful, not for you, a useless waste! Buddha blesses every grass, every tree, every flower and a leaf in the world, because all living beings have their own uses. Miss Hongqiao, tell me, what's the use of you to live?"

Zhang Hongqiao's sad and pretty face suddenly appeared in despair.

Death is not scary. Tonight, I entered the palace with the heart of death, but... if I die now, who will report to Xiao Fan and tell him the conspiracy that King Yan wants to harm him?

"Master, please show your compassion! The prince's instructions, I dare not refuse to do it, my aunt is still in the prince's hands, how dare I disobey my order? I will go to the imperial envoy now..."

Daoyan smiled grimly and said, "No need, the prince has made other arrangements. Your aunt is in the flower hall of the west courtyard of the royal palace. The prince takes good care of her, but... she can't live long. The prince misjudged you. You are useless except for a natural good skin. Since it's useless to keep it, it's better to let me save you!"

As the voice fell, a sharp palm wind blew over the face. Zhang Hongqiao felt a heavy blow in his chest, and his delicate body suddenly flew backwards and fell heavily into the grass several feet away.

A mouthful of blood was spit out, and Zhang Hongqiao fell softly to the ground, his whole body couldn't stop spasms and twitching.

Daoyan took two steps forward, looked at his masterpiece, and nodded with satisfaction. He had confidence in his palm power, and this useless woman would probably not be able to live long.

The gray monk's robe flashed in the faint moonlight and disappeared at the back door of the royal palace.

The figure lying in the grass was motionless. After a while, the spasm gradually stopped. Under the moonlight, the weak body trembled and raised her body. After a few violent coughs, she spat out another mouthful of blood.

With difficulty, Zhang Hongqiao stood up and tried to hold back the pain like a fire in his chest, staggered into the back door and reached out to hold the vermilion door frame.

The guards of the royal palace guards who struggled to open the door were all surprised. However, seeing that this woman was a brothel who often went in and out of the royal palace, the guards relaxed their vigilance.

Zhang Hongqiao tried hard to stand up straight, showed a bright smile at them, and walked out as if nothing had happened.

The guards looked at each other, and finally said nothing, allowing her to walk out.

Turning across the corner of the street until he completely disappeared from the sight of the guards of the royal palace, Zhang Hongqiao suddenly bent and spat out another mouthful of blood with a wow sound.

Gritting her teeth, Zhang Hongqiao staggered towards the imperial envoy. Her consciousness was gradually blurred, but a voice in her heart repeatedly told herself: You can't fall, at least you can't fall before seeing Xiao Fan!

What is faith? What is persistence until death? At this moment, she finally understood what Xiao Fan once said.

Some things and some people are worthy of their own life to exchange for, and this is faith!

The Buddha had been tempted by the Bodhi tree for forty-nine days, and realized the true Zen of the Three Wisdoms and Four Truths, attained the supreme enlightenment, and attained great enlightenment when the star arose, and finally became a Buddha.

And she, Zhang Hongqiao, realized the truth of life overnight, and asked for and gave, selfishness and no desires. If she took this step, she would be a Buddha.

Buddha is a person who has passed away, and man is the Buddha who has future.

In front of Jietai Temple late at night, the night guards patrolled back and forth, watching the movements around vigilantly.

The lights in the imperial envoy behind the temple were gone, people were already asleep, and everything was silent.

Suddenly, the messy steps cut through the tranquility of the late night.

The imperial guard on the silence condensed and his right hand pressed the sword on his waist at the same time.

"Who is sneaking? Come out!" the guard shouted sternly.

Under the dim light of the torch, Zhang Hongqiao's staggering figure appeared. Seeing the guards looking alert, Zhang Hongqiao felt relieved and fell softly to the ground.

The guards surrounded her vigilantly and took torches to look at her face.

"Isn't this the Red Bridge girl next to Lord Xiao? What's wrong with her?"

"Don't touch her! This is an internal injury, it's very serious!"

"Hurry! Go and wake up Lord Xiao!"

“…………”

Inside the gear, Xiao Fan was wearing a white underwear and stared at Zhang Hongqiao lying in front of his couch with a serious expression.

This is a mysterious woman. After stopping the glass of deadly poisonous wine, she disappeared. She came back late at night with severe internal injuries. What did she... do? Who did she serve? Who was she injured? What happened to her outside?

Too many questions lingered in Xiao Fan's heart. Looking at Zhang Hongqiao's weak aura, Xiao Fan felt a sense of distress and pity for no reason.
To be continued...