After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

Doctor Shu was sweating profusely, and he didn't dare to take the risk.

Such a huge lie will surely lead to the death penalty. If he dies, what can he bring to see his father?

Unable to be led by Xia Hong, Doctor Shu avoided the question and decided to present what he had seen and heard today to Xia Hong.

"I was walking around the capital today and heard in a teahouse that Marquis Wu'an was forcibly arrested by Lord Shen at the city gate. The news has spread to the northern border army, and they are all clamoring to clear the emperor's side and get rid of corrupt officials."

Xia Hong smiled, looking dissatisfied: "That's all? What you want to see tomorrow is the hand of the Medical Saint holding the silver needle, right?"

"I...I also heard that someone led the people out of Dingxi County and headed towards the Divine Capital, seeking justice from the kings, princes, generals and ministers of the Divine Capital."

"It is said that... there were only 300 people when they left, but now, due to the gathering of people from various counties who are unwilling to accept their injustice, the number has reached 10,000..."

With tens of thousands of people, this is not about seeking justice, someone is trying to lead these fools to rebel!

These officials guarding the county cities are really good-for-nothings, and they can't even control a few ignorant people.

wrong!

Xia Hong suddenly remembered the assassination of county officials which Xun Xiang had reported to him in the palace before.

It's not that no one intercepted him, but that all those who would intercept him and support Xia Hong had already been killed by the beast Shen Jinmo.

With a sweet and fishy taste in his mouth, Xia Hong dived into the ice water again, quietly waiting for the hot blood in his heart to subside.

After a long time, Doctor Shu, who had not waited for Xia Hong to give in, raised his head slightly and looked at Xia Hong.

The moment their eyes met, Doctor Shu prostrated himself again.

Xia Hong is still not satisfied!

Xia Hong was still not satisfied!

Doctor Shu still doesn't dare to gamble with Xia Yu's life experience!

"Your Majesty, I have never hidden anything from you. I have only treated the Imperial Concubine, Lord Shen, and Prince Ming under your orders. I have never betrayed you."

"I didn't dare to speak frankly just now because Lord Shen is here. There will definitely not be any trouble."

"Oh, is it so?"

Xia Hong's voice was as if poisoned: "Then, wasn't it you who colluded with others to grind my dragon body into this state?"

"I...I really didn't know the truth until I saw you vomiting blood with my own eyes. Then I knew you were not poisoned, but poisoned."

"When this poison is first planted, it should be fed with flowers of the four seasons. The person infected with the poison will not only not feel any abnormality in his body, but will get better day by day."

The biting cold could not calm Xia Hong's anger at the moment. He spat out mouthfuls of blood and poured in basins of ice and snow.

With the help of continuous acupuncture by Doctor Shu, Xia Hong's vomiting of blood was finally stopped.

His face was depressed and full of disappointment and loneliness.

It turned out that he had never owned Zhong Yuanyuan's heart.

It turns out that on Zhong Yuanyuan's side, no matter he is the king of a country or a farmer in a remote village, he will never be able to beat Xia Qi.

Even though Xia Qi was dead, he, who had been very good to Zhong Yuanyuan when he was alive, still could not defeat that dead man Xia Qi.

Those so-called no resentment and no hatred are all fake, they are all lies that Zhong Yuanyuan uses to deceive people.

Zhong Yuanyuan just wanted him to die in torture.

Since no one loves him, Xia Hong, then if he lives, he will make these people live a life worse than death.

If Xia Hongruo was destined to die, he would drag these people down with him to be buried with him!

"Is it possible to cure this poison?"

Doctor Shu was thinking: "If I can discuss this with Lou'er, I'm sure we can find a way to cure this poison."

How could anyone not see through Doctor Shu's thoughts: "You study it first. When you help me kill all these traitors, I will let you reunite with the Medical Saint."

Kowtowed and accepted the order, which gave him peace of mind that he could save his life and reunite with the Medical Saint: "This old minister kowtows to thank you for your grace."

"Sui Wan!"

A man wearing a golden mask with dragon patterns and black armor walked out of the darkness: "Master."

This is the last chess piece Xia Hong left to save his life.

"Sui Wan" and "Long Live" both convey the same wish.

Since he ascended the throne, Sui Wan had been hiding in a secret room in the imperial palace with fifty elite secret guards, just in case of emergency.

Over the years, those who were not of good use were killed and used as fertilizer, and those who were replaced were all extremely talented people.

From fifty secret guards to one hundred secret guards, one person in this underground palace can match ten people of the Secret Guard Department.

These secret guards have never had any contact with outsiders, and they only know how to obey orders numbly.

Xia Hong wants to use these one hundred secret guards to let Shen Jinmo know what it means that destiny cannot be defied!

"Send ten people with my personally written imperial edict to the borders of Daxia, summoning all the generals in the world to return to the capital to clean up the emperor's side and get rid of Shen Jinmo, the treacherous minister, to wash away the injustice of being fooled by others."

"Send thirty men to penetrate the midst of the rebels, behead their leaders first, and then torture to death these fools who are rebelling in the name of seeking justice."

"You will personally lead ten people to Dingxi County, bringing with you the infectious poison developed by Imperial Doctor Shu, to destroy the homes of those people in Dingxi County who dare to harbor the rebels."

"The remaining fifty people will not only protect me closely, but also keep an eye on Shen Jinmo's every move in this palace."

"I want to see, after this incident, who dares to rebel?"

There is no need to know who is rebelling, let alone why.

Xia Hong only knew that all those who rebelled would be wiped out without any descendants.

He confessed all these things with a held breath, and Xia Hong, unable to hold on any longer, was frozen unconscious in the bathtub.

Sui Wan carried Xia Hong out of the bathtub. The cold and stiff feeling in his hands made him look more like a dead person than a dead person.

After settling Xia Hong, Sui Wan reached out to Doctor Shu and said, "Medicine."

He opened the last layer of the medicine box and took a small portion of the hefty packet of medicine powder and handed it to Sui Wan.

Doctor Shu handed over the poison but was unwilling to take the blame: "This drug is extremely toxic. Even a little bit of it would be fatal. If it injures 30% of the people, the whole city would be destroyed."

"If it causes the deaths of a large number of ordinary people, the emperor will be criticized for eternity."

It was like talking to a deaf person and Sui Wan didn't understand the hidden meaning of what Doctor Shu said at all.

He only had to listen to Xia Hong's orders and didn't need to worry about anything else. He didn't have the energy to think so much.

He picked up Doctor Shu and threw him in front of Xia Hong: "He treats my master."

Maybe it was because he was trapped underground for too long and lost his ability to speak, or maybe he just had some congenital deficiencies, but Sui Wan always spoke haltingly.

Doctor Shu didn't dare to look any further. He used a silver needle to restore Xia Hong's blood. Just as he was about to say "it's healed", he was knocked unconscious again and locked into a dark room.

Even with the Medical Saint as his weak spot, Xia Hong would not let go of Doctor Shu, who knew all his plans.

Xia Hong was lying on the sickbed, and Shen Jinmo's frequency of visiting the palace increased from once every other day to twice a day.

Whenever Shen Jinmo came, Doctor Shu would serve at his bedside.

However, Xia Hong's illness not only did not improve at all, but it even became more serious day by day.

While Xia Hong was sleeping, Shen Jinmo called Doctor Shu to him and asked, "How is the emperor's illness?"