Fletcher's Descent into the Abyss Chapter 47

Li Jianheng shook his legs in panic and kicked the head away. He no longer cared about his appearance and wanted to shrink into the dragon throne. There was a roar in his ears, and blood soaked his robes. His throat seemed to be strangled, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Fletcher Shen knelt down on one knee and said sternly: "Don't be afraid, Your Majesty, the assassin has already been killed. I am too late to save you, and I deserve death!"

Li Jianheng's hands and feet seemed to be paralyzed. He struggled to hold the handle of the chair, and his eyes moved from the corpse to Fletcher Shen's face. He almost choked up, grabbed Fletcher Shen's sleeve, and said: "It's not too late... not too late! You... Lanzhou did a good job! I, I almost..."

"Go call the imperial physician!" The Queen Mother walked over quickly, ignoring the bloody corpse, and held Li Jianheng's hand, calling gently, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

Li Jianheng was still in fear and panic. He swallowed hard and hurriedly took his hand out of the Queen Mother's palm. He tightly grasped Fletcher Shen's sleeve and begged: "You stay, you stay with the royal guards to protect me!" "