Chapter 32: The Heart is Settled (2)
Now, Zhao Ziyan doesn't know that his straightforwardness and protective thinking will make him lose the heart of the beautiful woman forever.
It was almost midnight.
Ever since she learned about Zhao Ziheng's whereabouts from Zhao Ziyin, Meng Han never thought that she would actually come to the Holy Spirit Hall, hiding the dagger she carried with her. If Zhao Ziheng had not ordered to stop monitoring her during the day, she would not have been able to come here. She hid in the bushes outside the hall. When she realized it, midnight had already arrived, but she still hadn't seen Zhao Ziheng? Could it be that Zhao Ziyin lied to her? She shook her head violently. From Zhao Ziyin's expression at the time, it didn't seem like he was lying, so she continued to wait...
Finally, at the end of midnight, the person she had been waiting for finally showed up, but she didn't expect him to be alone? Meng Han chuckled to herself. If she could sneak attack Zhao Ziheng from behind when he wasn't paying attention, she wouldn't have to be manipulated by Zhao Ziheng or Zhao Ziyin and others, and she could escape from their clutches.
Seeing Zhao Ziheng entering the tower, Meng Han also seized the opportunity and used a trick to lure away the two guards who were guarding the tower and sneak into the tower.
The scene inside the tower stunned Menghan. Neatly-lined wooden plaques with names engraved on them and incense filled the entire room. In such a large space, there were only altars and tablets for the deceased. It turned out that a place for enshrining spirits could be built like this.
After getting rid of the shock, Meng Meng quickly came to her senses. She did not forget the purpose of coming here, so she began to search...
It was not as easy as Meng Han imagined to achieve her goal. The first floor was easy, but there were people on the second floor. They were responsible for preventing the oil lamps and incense from burning out. The presence of people made Meng Han's movements somewhat inconvenient. Fortunately, there were not many people left behind. With her flexible movements, she easily avoided the attention of others and began to search for Zhao Ziheng's location floor by floor...
Just when Menghan had just finished searching the stairs leading to the third floor.
"Who?"
The people who stayed behind found Meng Han in black and immediately shouted...
It was impossible to go down, Menghan could only go up and hide in a good place and then find a way to escape.
"There is an assassin—"
As the remaining personnel shouted, the remaining personnel in the tower and the guards outside began to search the tower...
"Here—"
Meng Han, who had just arrived at the third floor and was about to find a place to hide, was discovered by two people who stayed behind. Originally, they were not allowed to carry swords in the tower, but as soon as they heard their companions' shouts, they quickly took out the weapons placed in a specific place for emergency situations. As soon as they found Meng Han, they rushed forward with swords...
Just ask yourself, how could a mentally retarded woman be a match for two young men? Meng Han had no choice but to run away. Fortunately, the people left behind in the tower were not very skilled, and she easily dodged them with her petite figure and agile movements.
It was easy to avoid the unskilled guards, but it was also a waste of energy. At this time, the guards who had entered the tower had also caught up with her. Seeing this, Meng Han hurriedly shook off the guards and fled. Unexpectedly, just when she thought she had shaken off the guards and turned around to leave, the guards who had been shaken off suddenly counterattacked and slashed at Meng Han with a knife. Meng Han noticed it and hurriedly dodged, but it was too late. Meng Han did not dodge completely, and the blade passed through Meng Han's right arm...
"ah--"
Meng Han was injured, and the person who swung the knife at her was unconscious, and was affected by his own strength and fell forward to kiss the ground. The other person who stayed behind also happened to get up. Meng Han knew that she could not stay for long, so she hurriedly ran away with her bloody arm...
"stop--"
Military attachés and remaining personnel followed in pursuit.
Along the route that Menghan escaped, there were bloodstains on the ground every few meters. Of course, it was easy to detect Menghan's whereabouts by following the bloodstains.
Meng Han knew that the pursuers were chasing her relentlessly. She staggered a little due to her injuries. Then she realized that there were traces of blood on the ground along the way she came. No wonder the pursuers were chasing her relentlessly. Meng Han was quick to react and quickly tore off her left sleeve to quickly wrap her injured right arm. After hearing the voices of the pursuers, Meng Han could not rest for a moment and continued to flee...
The battle in the tower had already been disrupted by Meng Han. Meng Han knew that the higher she went, the fewer pursuers there would be. So when the pursuers were chasing her and searching the tower, she took the opportunity to climb to the fourth floor . As expected, as she imagined, there was no trace of anyone on the fourth floor. At this time, her breathing was very heavy, dragging heavy steps. She planned to find a place to hide first, and wait until her strength recovered before going up. So she stumbled into a room and subconsciously closed the door. Who knew that there was someone here? Her vision was blurred, and she gradually lost consciousness and fell down before she could see the person walking towards her. Before she fell to the ground, she seemed to be caught by someone. This feeling was like the feeling of being hugged by Zhao Ziheng before?
In fact, Meng Han’s feeling was not wrong. The person who caught her while she was unconscious was Zhao Ziheng...
Zhao Ziheng had heard the commotion coming from the bottom of the building a long time ago. He was still thinking about it before he was ready to go to see what was going on. But he didn't expect that a person in black came in when he was about to leave. It was obvious that she was the mastermind of the commotion. Judging from her figure, she should be a woman. Just when he was about to ask, she fell down first. He caught her before she fell to the ground, and found that her right arm seemed to be injured? Then, Zhao Ziheng helped the black-clad assassin who fell on his shoulder and lifted her black veil. He was really a little surprised. He didn't expect it to be Meng Han? Seeing her lips pale, her face was also dark blue, and there were many beads of sweat on her forehead, she must have been seriously injured. Zhao Ziheng was a little curious about what she was doing here so late?
A burst of hurried footsteps arrived and stopped at the door of Zhao Ziheng's room : "Your Majesty, there are assassins invading, Your Majesty, please move!"
"No need, just send him away. There's nothing here that shouldn't be known to others, just let him go—"
"this--"
"Pass on my order, everyone in the tower must leave——"
“Yes, yes—”
Who dares not to obey Zhao Ziheng's orders? The military officers outside nodded obediently and did as they were told...
“Hmm—”
The unconscious Menghan groaned in pain. Zhao Ziheng took a look at her and then pulled her close to his arms. He took off his coat and covered her with it, then laid her gently on the ground. It would be more accurate to say that Zhao Ziheng's coat was serving as a cushion for her rather than covering her with it. After putting Menghan down, he began to check her wound. The wound had been roughly bandaged. Did she bandage it herself? If the bleeding continued, it would certainly attract the attention of the pursuers. Zhao Ziheng did not suspect anything and untied the roughly bandaged sleeve. Looking at the thick blood gushing out, he pulled the injured area open with force. There was a completely inconsistent wound on the white and slender arm, which made people feel heartbroken. Zhao Ziheng tore off his sleeve and began to bandage Menghan simply. If left alone, she would definitely bleed to death. Of course, we had to see if she had the physical strength to hold on until then. When the bandage was finished, a small silver dagger fell from Menghan's waist...
"What on earth do you want to do?"
She was so badly injured and had a dagger on her body. Zhao Ziheng couldn't guess her intention. He picked up the exquisite little dagger. It must be something she always carried with her. Was it for self-defense? Most likely, he put the dagger on his waist and picked up Meng Han with his coat. It had been a while since the retreat order was issued. There shouldn't be many people around now. This way, he wouldn't worry about being discovered. Although he had given her a basic bandage, it was still a little dangerous if she didn't get medical treatment in time. Zhao Ziheng carried Meng Han out of the room and out of the [Holy Spirit Temple]. It seemed that he didn't want to hold Meng Han responsible for coming here?
