The most romantic little emperor

When Su Zhengfang heard this, he was struck by a bolt from the blue. He stood there in a daze, as if he had been struck by an invisible bolt of lightning.

Puff!

His face turned pale instantly, and in a fit of rage, he spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his collar red. With trembling hands, he tried to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, but the red was like a ghost and could not be wiped away.

Qin Hao and a group of ministers' faces instantly turned ugly.

It is obvious that Su Meng's death was not accidental. Someone killed him to silence him when he saw that his plan failed.

This means that there are more complex forces behind the scenes controlling everything.

Su Zhengfang obviously realized this, and his ferocious old face was full of resentment. He roared, his voice hoarse and shrill: "You beasts who cross the river and destroy the bridge, since you are so unkind, don't blame me, Su Zhengfang, for being unjust!"

"Your Majesty, I can tell you everything I know. But you must promise me to let my sister Su Ziyan go. The Ninth Prince is still young and needs his mother's care and protection. Ziyan has never been involved in this storm. She is innocent."

Qin Hao frowned. He was well aware of the interests involved and also understood Su Zhengfang's situation and mood at the moment.

His two sons are dead, and his eldest son Su Yong is also likely to die. Even if Qin Hao can give the people of his Su family a glimmer of hope, the mastermind behind the scenes will probably not let them go and will kill them all.

The Ninth Prince was Qin Hao's half brother, still young and ignorant, only two years old. Qin Hao still had a trace of affection in his heart, so he naturally would not attack him.

But Su Ziyan is different. She is the woman of the Su family and the sister of Su Zhengfang. Her future fate depends entirely on Qin Hao's thoughts.

Su Zhengfang was afraid that the little emperor might choose to kill the mother and keep the son. He was afraid that his sister would be implicated and become a victim of this power struggle.

Therefore, he chose to protect his sister Su Ziyan. This was also the last thing he could do for her as a brother.

Qin Hao nodded and said in a deep voice: "For the sake of brotherhood, I will naturally take good care of the Ninth Prince. As for Su Ziyan, as long as I confirm that she is not involved and she can behave herself and take care of my ninth brother in the future, I will naturally let her go."

The moment Qin Hao nodded, Su Zhengfang seemed to feel relieved. Being able to ensure his sister's safety at least meant that the Su family's bloodline was still there and was not completely extinct.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "As for the biggest black hand hiding behind the scenes, he is..."

Zheng!

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and three arrows cut through the night sky like lightning, bringing with them a biting chill, heading straight for Su Zhengfang.

Feng Lao's reaction was extremely fast. He had already foreseen the situation and was always ready to deal with any emergency. He waved his sleeves and an invisible force instantly surged out, blowing away the arrows like fallen leaves.

But there was still an arrow that hit Su Zhengfang's forearm squarely. Su Zhengfang's body stiffened and finally fell to the ground powerlessly.

Among the crowd, a figure flashed like a ghost and quickly fled.

"Catch him for me and kill him myself!" Qin Hao's eyes flashed with flames of anger and he let out a deafening roar.

Someone actually dared to commit a crime in front of Emperor Qin Hao, and targeted such an important criminal. This was a blatant provocation to the imperial power. How could Qin Hao not be angry?

The shadow guard beside him was as fast as the wind and rushed out in the blink of an eye.

"Quick, call the imperial physician immediately! Su Zhengfang must not die like this!" Qin Hao's brows were tightly knitted together, his voice filled with anger and anxiety.

Su Meng is dead, Lin Guodong, Wen Tai and others were also killed in the battle. If Su Zhengfang dies too, the mastermind behind the scenes will be like a ghost escaping into the darkness and will never be found again.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty... the arrow is poisonous... I guess he can't be saved." Lu Yi's face was pale and his voice was trembling as he reminded.

Seeing this, Old Feng acted as fast as the wind. He quickly drew out the long sword from Lu Yi's waist. With a flash of cold light, he decisively cut off Su Zhengfang's poisoned arm.

Then, he used his deep inner strength to seal several acupuncture points on Su Zhengfang's body, temporarily stopping the spread of the poison and preventing it from attacking his heart.

Old Feng's expression was still solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the poison is very strong. I have tried my best, but whether I can save his life depends on God's will."

Qin Hao's anger erupted like a volcano. He roared, his voice exploding in the air like thunder: "Asshole! How dare you kill someone in front of me? This is simply lawless and unforgivable!"

This sudden roar woke up the unconscious Su Zhengfang. He was in so much pain that he almost died, but he still gritted his teeth and endured it, his breath was weak, and the depths of his cloudy pupils revealed strong resentment and anger.

All his life, he prided himself on being a master of political scheming, and he never imagined that he would end up in such a situation and be betrayed so thoroughly.

At this moment, Su Zhengfang grabbed Qin Hao's arm tightly with his only trembling hand. His eyes were as big as copper bells, as if they were about to burst out of their sockets. He looked like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Seeing this, Qin Hao immediately leaned down and put his ear close to Su Zhengfang's mouth. He could feel the other party's weak and rapid breathing, which seemed to stop at any time.

Su Zhengfang used up all his strength, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "The mastermind behind this... is... is... the emperor..."

He just said the word "emperor" and then fell to the ground.

The unfinished words, like an unsolved mystery, hung in Qin Hao's mind, making him fall into deep thought.

Elder Feng sniffed Su Zhengfang's breath, then he whispered in Qin Hao's ear, "Your Majesty, Su Zhengfang has fainted, but he is still alive, and there may be a glimmer of hope."

Qin Hao's tense heartstrings relaxed slightly after hearing this. With sharp eyes, he whispered to Old Feng, "Since someone intends to kill Su Zhengfang, I will go with the flow. Go and take him away quickly and hand him over to Dr. Sun for treatment. When he wakes up, report to me as soon as possible."

Old Feng nodded in agreement. He cleverly found an excuse and quietly took Su Zhengfang away.

The shadow guards returned quickly, but what they brought back was just a lifeless corpse.

One of them, with a solemn and helpless look in his eyes, bowed and replied: "Your Majesty, the murderer took poison in advance, and there is nothing I can do."

Qin Hao was silent for a long time, and finally stood up slowly. His face was as cold as iron, as if covered with a thick layer of frost.

All the civil and military officials around him were subdued by his invisible pressure. They were silent and could only feel the silent anger emanating from the emperor.

"Yes, that's great!"

Qin Hao laughed out of anger, but his voice was like the north wind in winter, piercing and cold. "What a cunning mastermind. I will remember you today."

"I swear, no matter where you are, no matter how deep you hide, I will find you and tear you into pieces to vent my hatred!"

His words were full of determination and ruthlessness, and every word was like a sharp blade, cutting the hearts of civil and military officials.