Is the prince abolished today?

The hall was deathly silent.

After a long time, Emperor Changping calmed down and sighed: "For the royal family, this is not a glorious thing, so no matter how guilty I am to the prince, I dare not reveal this secret to the public. This child is really hurt because of me." Too much grievance."

"The reason why I have the audacity to tell Aiqing about this matter is that I want Aiqing to stay in the court with peace of mind and to assist the prince with all my strength. In the past two years, the situation between the court and China has been very unfavorable to the prince. I have deliberately intervened in many things. I am also worried that taking action rashly will bring more jealousy to the crown prince, I...have a hard time to tell. So I very much hope that Aiqing can protect the crown prince for me."

"Since Aiqing treats me with sincerity, I should treat Aiqing with sincerity. I will entrust the crown prince to Aiqing."

"Aiqing, can you promise me?"

At the end, Emperor Changping's voice choked with sobs.

Wei Zhao bowed his head again, and said in a decisive voice: "Your Majesty trusts me so much, I will do my best to live up to your Majesty's entrustment. I swear on my life, and I will protect Your Highness for a day in the future, and I will never let His Highness suffer any harm. Humiliation and grievance."

Emperor Changping's hand supporting the case trembled slightly, and for a long time, he said with satisfaction in his eyes: "With Aiqing's words, I feel relieved."

After hearing the silence in the hall, Wang Fulai said cautiously outside: "Your Majesty, Lord Qing Yao Jingyao of Dali Temple has come and said that he has something to see His Majesty."

The two monarchs and ministers looked at each other. Emperor Changping called Wei Zhao to get up first, and Fang said to the outside of the hall, "Quickly declare."

"Yes."

Not long after, a man in a vermilion official uniform hurried in. Seeing that Wei Zhao was there, he felt a little relieved, and hurriedly knelt down in the hall: "I have seen Your Majesty, and I have seen Marquis Dingbei."

Emperor Changping asked, "What's the result of Wu's autopsy?"

Yao Jing said: "Returning to Your Majesty, Wu Zuo really found a residue of a kind of elixir in the stomachs of those killers. The formula of the elixir is exactly the same as the prescription sent by the Marquis of Dingbei. After inspection, the elixir except There are also a small amount of manjusri orchids to balance blood qi. But because the elixir contains Jiuqi grass with a strong taste, it is almost difficult to find if you don't distinguish it carefully."

Sure enough!

Emperor Changping was heartbroken and even angrier. He said: "Preaching my will, King Jing has an unruly heart, secretly manipulating Di Ting, and intends to conspire against criminals. Dali Temple will immediately arrest him and bring him to justice."

"My minister obeys."

Because Wei Zhao had already deployed troops around the posthouse in advance, this matter was just an order, not an urgent task.

Yao Jing did not retreat immediately, but said worriedly: "There is one more thing that I need to report to His Majesty and Dingbeihou. The body of the Taoist priest sent by Dingbeihou was actually a corpse after his inspection. The empty shell with incomplete internal organs, the muscles and bones are as stiff as dead wood, and even though the Taoist priest was wounded by the sword, there is no blood flowing out of his body, which is very strange... I am terrified, I really don’t know what’s going on.”

Wei Zhao's expression changed.

Emperor Changping had never heard of it, frowned, and turned to look at Wei Zhao: "Does Aiqing know what's going on?"

Wei Zhao said: "Your Majesty, have you heard of the puppet technique?"

Emperor Changping thought for a while, and said: "I remember Aiqing said that the Chunyu clan is good at this kind of secret technique, could it be..." Emperor Changping suddenly understood.

Wei Zhao nodded: "That's right. This prosthesis is most likely a puppet that Chunyu Puppet made by imitating himself. This person has a deep plan, and he has not forgotten to find a way out for himself at this time. If he is not arrested and brought to justice as soon as possible, It must be a serious problem for the confidant. The strange minister was careless for a while and did not examine the corpse carefully, but it is good for him to be alive..."

Wei Zhaofeng's eyes suddenly turned cold: "The minister just happens to have an important matter to ask him."

He had to figure out why that jade pendant was in Chunyu's hands, and what happened back then.

……

The sleeping hall was in a mess, and the palace servants poured out bloody water in one basin after another, everyone was in danger.

Emperor Changping strode in and almost collided with a servant, who was so frightened that he fell to his knees and kowtowed repeatedly. Emperor Changping stared at the blood in the copper basin, startled, for the first time he did not get angry, and asked calmly : "How is the prince?"

An imperial doctor approached with sweat all over his head and reported: "Return to Your Majesty, there are more than a dozen silver threads as thin as cow hair in the hall, some of which are directly hooked on the bones, and it is very difficult to pull them out. Pick."

Emperor Changping walked in: "I'm going to see the prince!"

"Your Majesty, you can't." The imperial physician was so frightened that he hurriedly dissuaded him: "Your Majesty, the Ninth Five-Year One, if you see too much blood, it will damage the dragon's energy, and it will not be good for the country."

"It's nonsense!" Emperor Changping was furious, and just about to get angry, Wei Zhao said, "Your Majesty, why don't you let me in. Your Highness often says that I have a strong sword and can restrain those little devils. Let me go and guard on behalf of your majesty." Your Highness."

"Alright."

Emperor Changping thought, the prince's injury was rounded up to Wei Zhao. Let Wei Zhao see the prince's crimes and sufferings, which will deepen the relationship between their master and apprentice. In the future, in the court, Wei Zhao He will protect his prince even more wholeheartedly.

At this time, another imperial physician rushed out of the inner hall with his hands full of blood, ignoring the presence of Emperor Changping, and hurriedly said to the imperial physician who reported the matter: "Hurry up and get Mabosan and Huixue Dan, Your Highness has lost too much blood, it hurts so much I can't hold it anymore, the original dose is not enough!"

"Okay!" The imperial doctor hurriedly kowtowed, got up from the ground, and ran out of the hall.

Wei Zhao stepped in, and as soon as he approached the sleeping hall, he heard faint and broken groans and groans coming from behind the bright yellow brocade tent in the hall.

Wei Zhao clenched his fist fiercely, as if most of his heart had been gouged out alive by a sharp knife, the pain convulsed.He heaved his chest twice, took a deep breath, and strode in.

His little guy, now is the time when he is needed the most, he can't leave him here alone, to suffer the pain and suffering alone.

"Quickly, hold His Highness's feet, you two, hold His Highness's shoulders."

The head of the hospital had white hair, his hands were covered with blood, and he was in a hurry to direct his medical officers to act.The four of them put their hands together, and with great effort, they managed to firmly hold down the boy's hands and feet on the bed, so that the head of the academy continued to unplug the wire.

It's just that the process of pulling out the wire was like another torture. In the extreme pain, the young man seemed to be drowning, gasping for breath, struggling again recklessly, and moaning even more tragically.

The four young imperial doctors were terrified, afraid that if this continued, the little prince's wrists and ankles would be dislocated by them, but if they didn't press hard, the old chief would lose his aim, and the consequences would be even more serious.

This is really embarrassing for them.

When the four of them were nervous and about to have a heart attack, a slender hand stretched out, accompanied by the young man's deep and mellow voice: "Let me do it."

The head of the hospital, who was concentrating on picking the silver thread, frowned unabashedly: "Dingbeihou?"

The head of the hospital did not dare to confront Wei Zhao, but he was very dissatisfied with this Marquis Wei in his heart.

At a time like this, people who don't know medical skills come in and cause trouble!

Wei Zhao nodded politely at the head of the old hospital, then turned his gaze to the four young medical officers, and said in a deep voice, "If you force yourself like this, you will hurt His Highness, let me do it."

This is obviously the meaning of questioning guilt.

The four medical officers suddenly felt that they had been wronged, more wronged than Dou E.

They don't want to come by force, but besides force, do they have other options?The little prince who was in a coma was struggling purely by instinct, and couldn't hear their inner pleading at all.

Don't you need to use force if you come here, Master Hou?you……

The slander of the four people came to an abrupt end.

Because they saw that the little prince who was flopping around like a loach was now nestling in Wei Zhao's arms like a cute little wild cat.

There was a moment of silence in the air.

The four of them stayed there, unable to speak for a long time, they just felt that this matter was too damn wicked.Is the little prince afraid of Wei Zhao, to such an extent?

It was the head of the hospital who coughed heavily and said, "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and work."

After unplugging the cord, he fell into a drowsy sleep all night. It was not until the early morning of the next day that the boy on the bed became slightly conscious, but his mind was still a little confused.

Wei Zhao put his hands on his forehead and took a nap beside the bed for a while. When he woke up, he saw that the boy wrapped in the bright yellow soft quilt was also opening his big wet eyes. with him.

Seeing him wake up, the boy quickly looked away and shrank himself into the quilt.

Master Cheap would not take the initiative to guard him. He must have done something embarrassing again, such as holding Master Cheap by the arm, so Master Cheap had no choice but to stay.

Wei Zhao's eyes turned red, but the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Does Your Highness want some water?"

The young man shook his head.

"Your Highness, would you like something to eat?"

The boy still shook his head.

Wei Zhao smiled: "Then what does His Highness want?"

"solitary……"

The young man paused for a long time, before he said dully through a layer of quilt, "Gu wants a rabbit."

"I want to sleep with the rabbit in my arms."

"Holding the rabbit, I won't be cold in the middle of the night."

After hearing no answer for a long time, the young man slowly lifted a corner of the quilt, and quickly glanced outside. He thought he would see the ugly face of the cheap master, but unexpectedly, the cheap master used a kind of wife who has been terminally ill for many years, and the husband never left him. The glued eyes around him looked at him.

Mu Yun's heart skipped a beat.

Cheap master, what's the matter?