Fast Crossing: The Plan to Save the Sick Villain

Chapter 331 After Krypton Gold Raising Cubs, I Went In (19)

The emperor was critically ill, and the attack was so violent that even the imperial doctor had no choice but to hang his life with precious herbs.

Look at this situation, it is not long before the end of life.

Most of the veterans of the former court supported the fifth prince, and they were all Shen Liangping's confidantes.

Naturally, he knew which Highness he liked the most.

After all, it wasn't the Seventh Prince who was in the Imperial Prison.

It's a pity that the current former dynasty has long been controlled by Shen Qingyan, and there is no room for a second voice to come out.

After all, his methods have already spread throughout Shengjing City.

Coupled with the effect of killing chickens and monkeys, those veteran officials who resigned from office called sickness.

After all, your family and your own life are the most important, isn't it?
And Shen Qingyan was already in control of Jinyiwei, and the dispatching power of the forbidden army in the palace was as simple as picking something out of a bag.

Passing through the long corridor, the soldiers guarding the city gate saluted him one after another.

Even the maids and eunuchs kneeling in two rows were full of horror in their lowered eyes.

Walking in the front, Shen Qingyan looked sideways and said,
"I have never hurt them, why are you so afraid?"

This question stopped Fu Chen from asking, so tell the truth for fear that he will be sad.

If this is a good story, if he is slapped on the horse's leg, he will have to guard the border again?

"Master's reputation is well-known, they are not afraid, they are excited to see the master."

Wearing thousands of clothes and flattering but not wearing it, let's talk about it first after coaxing people.

Fuchen originally thought that his master would be angry, but he didn't expect to hear his mockery,

"Now even you have learned to lie to me. What a good name, you are obviously the King of Hades who is demanding your life."

He knew all the rumors in the market, and he became numb after hearing too much.

The fairy sister once said that someone will always like him, and his people will love him.

But now it seems that it is nothing more than a joke and words to comfort children.

She is the only one who can risk her life to protect him regardless of anything in return...

It's a pity that even she completely left his side.

The icy Tai Chi Hall was empty, and it was chillingly cold.

Shen Qingyan looked at the high dragon chair, and the mockery at the corner of his mouth became even more serious.

What's the point of being an emperor?

Hands stained with blood, stepping on the bones, the throne piled up with human life.

He doesn't want it, and it's not rare!
"Congratulations to His Highness the Seventh Prince for fulfilling his wish."

Shen Liang'an has left Shengjing ever since he rescued Shen Qingyan 15 years ago.

But he didn't want to, when he returned to Beijing again, the situation in the DPRK and China was turned upside down.

"I got my wish? What I asked for anxiously, is just her. How can I get my wish?"

Shen Qingyan turned around slowly, wearing a black cloak, his aura was obviously more suitable for a high-ranking dragon chair.

"You don't want the easy-to-get throne?"

Shen Liang'an was a little surprised, but more sympathetic.

The experience of growing up in childhood was too painful, and once he gained power, what he got was not what he wanted.

Shen Qingyan didn't want to get too entangled with him, he was just an idle prince and couldn't make any trouble.

When passing by Shen Liang'an, Shen Qingyan frowned, and a nasty smile curled up on the corner of his mouth,

"The throne belongs to my father. I dare not accept the title of treason given to me by my uncle."

Since he values ​​power so much, let him sit on the dragon chair until he dies.

When Shen Qingyan stepped into the inner hall, all of them had already been replaced by his people.

As for Wang Xi's weed, he naturally wouldn't let it go easily.

As a valet these years, he has scooped up so much oil and water, he should spit it all out!

The golden gauze is beautiful, and the golden dragon embroidered on it is soaring in the clouds, and the dragon's eyes are full of energy.

It's a pity that the person lying on the dragon bed can't even speak.

Shen Qingyan signaled the palace people to go out, and took the steaming soup from the table.

"Father has worked so hard for Da Zhou for many years, it's time to rest."

Stirring the soup medicine, the silver spoon and the porcelain bowl made a crisp sound of collision.

It was an extremely pleasant voice, but Shen Qingyan's face became darker and darker.

Shen Liangping gripped the quilt tightly, his eyes widened, but he couldn't even say a word in the end.

Shen Qingyan talked to himself, not caring whether the soup was still hot, pouring it directly into his mouth,
"Father must be very happy. This decoction is the prescription that I got after searching all over the Great Zhou."

It is non-toxic, but it can make people bedridden in a short period of time and gradually lose their five senses.

until natural death...

How helpless it must be to watch my body gradually grow old and everything around me be helpless.

Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Shen Qingyan's mouth became even worse, he casually threw the porcelain bowl aside, attached it to the ear canal,

"Brother Wuhuang secretly assembled an army on the outskirts of the city, broke into Xuanwu Gate, and was killed by the leader of the imperial guards on the spot."

He just sent someone to provoke a few words, and Brother Wuhuang was about to rush into the palace and kill him.

The prince who was protected too well was destined not to be able to withstand the ravages of wind and rain.

The only way to meet his end is death!

When he is here, the old ministers of the previous dynasty will have illusions.

Shen Qingyan wasn't afraid of causing trouble, it was just a once-and-for-all method, why didn't he use it?
One life, in exchange for the stability of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is very cost-effective, isn't it?
Shen Liangping stared at him, the red blood was like blood stained, as terrifying as a ghost crawling out of hell.

But who is Shen Qingyan?
That is Shura who really climbed out of hell by stepping on bones and blood.

It's just Shen Liangping, so what's there to be afraid of?
As if to appease his agitated emotions, Shen Qingyan pretended to be worried, and said sarcastically,

"Don't worry, father, I will let the imperial physician use the best medicine, and it will definitely let you die!"

He wants to let him see it with his own eyes, and all his hopes will be completely defeated.

No one can save him, and no one can save himself...

At the beginning, he regarded himself as a sharp knife to eradicate dissidents in the court, and a stepping stone for Brother Wu Huang to become the crown prince.

Unfortunately, the blade of this sharp knife was still aimed at his heart!

Taking out the brocade handkerchief in his sleeve, Shen Qingyan wiped the hand that touched the corner of Shen Liangping's clothes just now, and threw it on the ground in disgust.

When walking out of the hall, Shen Qingyan looked sideways and said to those palaces,

"Serve His Majesty well, and make sure he is safe."

Death is the easiest thing.

Living is the greatest torture for him.

"Master, the one from Kunning Palace wants to see you."

Fuchen glanced at his master's expression, cupped his hands and said.

"Since the queen mother wants to see me, how can there be any reason for not seeing me?"

There was a smile on Shen Qingyan's lips, but this smile was a bit colder than the snow in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month.

The Kunning Palace, which was originally lively and noisy, has now become depressed and lonely.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that this place is a cold palace.

The air-conditioning in the main hall was overflowing, and the coal in the copper furnace had already been burnt out, leaving only the black, bald, scorched skin.

There was a violent coughing sound from the inner room, and the graceful and luxurious queen had already become depressed at this moment.

(End of this chapter)