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In the afternoon, the Buddha Bathing Festival begins. The ritual ceremony was solemn, incense smoke was swirling in front of the temple, and the common people and believers knelt on the ground. The monks carried out the golden Buddha statue, sprinkled it with flowers and water, and the emperor and queen also started doing it. The ceremony was brief but solemn. All the monks sat on the ground and chanted scriptures. The quiet Sanskrit singing harmony makes people's hearts gradually become calm and ethereal.

Nie Wushuang knelt among the palace relatives and watched the monks carrying the golden statue of the Buddha and slowly walking around the believers. Xiao Fengming's eyebrows gradually flickered in and out of the rising smoke, and she was in a trance for a moment. He was always like this, calm and full of imperial aura.

Perhaps to him, the most important thing in his heart is the boundless country and the devout people in front of him.

Nie Wushuang sighed quietly and was about to close his eyes and chant sutras. Suddenly, a sudden change occurred.

Amidst the sound of chanting sutras, a very slight "du" sound was heard, and a ray of cold light passed over the crowd and shot towards the bright yellow from a high place. An almost soft sound came. Nie Wushuang raised his head and opened his eyes wide. He saw Xiao Fengming slowly falling down.

The world seemed to suddenly darken, and everyone was stunned. Nie Wushuang felt that all the blood in his body suddenly poured back into his heart, causing his heart to suddenly stop beating.

The empress screamed and supported Xiao Fengming. Nie Wushuang came to his senses, got up from the ground and stumbled forward. What came into view was Xiao Fengming's face bearing pain. There was a powerful arrow stuck diagonally on his shoulder!

"There are assassins! There are assassins!" Seeing that the emperor was injured, the Imperial Guards shouted quickly, drew their swords and came to protect him. The golden sword guards around the emperor were even more nervous and stood in front of the emperor. The people kneeling on the ground below screamed and fled. The monks were also panicked.

Nie Wushuang and the Queen supported Xiao Fengming. Xiao Fengming said in a deep voice: "Go back to the temple!" The queen was so frightened that she started crying, and the eldest prince beside her was even more at a loss.

Nie Wushuang supported Xiao Fengming and pulled the queen: "Hurry and carry the eldest prince into the temple." The queen suddenly came to her senses, hugged the eldest prince and screamed: "Protect him! Protect him quickly!"

At this time, the people below had become a mess. They tried desperately to squeeze out, but they were stepped on by those behind them. The imperial guards surrounded the emperor, but they could not resist the waves of people rushing towards them due to the crowd. wave.

Nie Wushuang supported Xiao Fengming and walked towards the temple. Empress Dowager Gao had her own guards escorting her as she retreated towards the temple. Nie Wushuang was slightly surprised when she saw Empress Dowager Gao's calm face in panic, but she had no time to think about it, so she could only follow the golden sword guards and retreat inside.

The heavy temple door was slammed shut. Only the panicked people and believers were left outside the temple, and the place was in a mess.

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The security in the temple has become tighter. Nie Wushuang walked around in the announcement room prepared for the emperor. Xiao Fengming was lying on the soft couch, and the dragon robe on his body had been untied, revealing his blood-stained arms. On his shoulder blade, a very long arrow was firmly inserted. The accompanying physician carefully cut open his undershirt with a knife, revealing the wound from the arrow.

Nie Wushuang held his breath, stepped forward and asked, "Imperial physician, is there any poison on this arrow?"

The imperial doctor took a closer look and breathed a sigh of relief temporarily: "It's not poisonous. But if it's just a little bit worse..." He quickly fell silent. If the archer had only been more accurate, the arrow would have hit the emperor's neck. Even Daluo Jinxian won't be able to save him by then. If poison is not used, is it because the archer is too conceited, confident that he can hit the target with one hit, or is it because he acts aboveboard and does not want to apply poison?

Nie Wushuang didn't know which one it was, but the current news that it was non-toxic was indeed good news.

Although Xiao Fengming's face was pale, he still did not lose his composure: "Emperor Physician, pull out the arrow!"

The imperial doctor was so frightened that he trembled when he heard this: "Your Majesty...this...what if this hurts the tendons...this..."

Xiao Fengming's eyes darkened: "Do you want me to bleed to death like this?"

His tone was already very stern, and the imperial doctor was so frightened that he said, "I don't dare, I don't dare!"

"Then pull out the arrow!" Xiao Fengming said, his pure black eyes showing determination: "How can you treat the injury without pulling out the arrow?" The imperial doctor gingerly took the knife and burned it on the fire, and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, please be patient, we need to Only by cutting the flesh on the side..."

Xiao Fengming had a stern face: "I didn't raise you to raise a bunch of losers! No need to say more nonsense!"

The imperial doctor took a knife and slowly cut open the flesh around the arrow wound. More blood gushed out with each cut. Nie Wushuang knelt down and wiped it with a clean silk cloth. The queen beside her couldn't help but "vomited" as she looked at it. With a cry, he couldn't stand the smell of blood anymore and rushed out.

Xiao Fengming was sweating from the pain. He looked at Nie Wushuang beside him and asked with a forced smile: "Shuang'er, aren't you afraid?"

Nie Wushuang knew that he was just talking to her to divert attention, so she restrained herself from looking at the flesh and blood on his shoulder that had been cut open by a knife, and shook her head: "I am not afraid, I am."

Xiao Fengming held her hand. At this time, the imperial doctor had already cut open the flesh on the side and said nervously: "Your Majesty, I am about to pull out the arrow."

Nie Wushuang took a look and saw that the arrow was so powerful that it almost penetrated Xiao Fengming's shoulder blade. She looked at the gray hair of the imperial doctor and said quickly: "Go and call a guard to pull it out. Doctor, you can't pull it out." .”

The imperial doctor was relieved and nodded repeatedly: "That's right! That's right!"

Xiao Fengming suddenly smiled palely: "Why bother, I'll pull it out myself!" After saying that, he clasped the arrow with his uninjured hand and pulled it out suddenly. Suddenly a bloody arrow rushed out. Nie Wushuang's heart jumped greatly. Wait and see When he saw the half of the arrow with flesh and blood in his hand, he suddenly came to his senses and quickly blocked his vagina with a clean silk cloth.

Bleeding wounds. The imperial doctor also quickly brought the best gold wound medicine and sprinkled it on it. After a lot of fuss, Xiao Fengming's wound was bandaged properly.

After everything was taken care of, Nie Wushuang was so tired that he sat slumped aside. Only then did panic spread from the bottom of his heart: Xiao Fengming was almost killed by this arrow feather falling from the sky.

She raised her eyes, met his dark eyes, and couldn't help but hold his hand: "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

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