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Chapter 738 Master National Teacher, Your Wife Lost 50
Si Qing smiled slightly, the wind blew, and a tree of plum blossoms fell.

"Your Highness, have you forgotten that Xiaocheng and I are already married?"

Chu Zilin stood up, with his hands behind his back, a corner of his brocade robe was blown up by the wind, he turned around, his eyes darkened.

"Tian Cheng is the hidden guard of the hall, as smart as a national teacher, how come you don't know how the hidden guard is manipulated?"

Si Qing's complexion changed, "You mean..."

Chu Zilin's brows were stained with determination, "The dark guards have to take poison, and the antidote is in the hands of this hall."

"Of course, you can also choose not to help the palace to deal with the emperor, but I am afraid that the wife of the national teacher will die soon."

"Despicable!" Si Qing punched Chu Zilin in the face, but Chu Zilin was not angry.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his thumb, "You are angry, it means you care."

"You have to make a choice between Xiaocheng and the emperor."

Chu Zilin has risked everything, and he has chosen everything he has to choose.

The throne is already a must for him.

"National teacher, I promise that once I sit on the throne, I will never treat you badly!"

Si Qing sneered, spread out a hand, "The antidote."

Chu Zilin was not surprised by his behavior of asking for the antidote.

It was his choice, and he had made the choice he expected.

"National teacher, it seems that Xiaocheng is more important in your heart."

"I didn't bring the antidote with me. When I sit on the throne, the guards will offer the antidote with both hands."

Si Qing emphasized, "A complete antidote, not a temporary antidote."

Chu Zilin nodded, "National teacher, this hall is waiting for you to be my national teacher."

Si Qing stared into the distance, as if holding back something.

Chu Zilin knew that his father was kind to the national teacher for knowing him.

But he chose Jiang Cheng and he must have felt uncomfortable, so this forbearance was understandable.

Chu Zilin left, and Jiang Cheng came out with a plate of fruit.

"My lord, you almost laughed out loud just now!"

Jiang Cheng put the fruit plate on the stone table, picked up an orange and stuffed it into Si Qing's hand.

Si Qing peeled the orange peel, "Chu Zilin didn't notice."

He split the peeled orange into two and gave half of the ginger orange.

Jiang Cheng took a bite, "It's so sweet!"

Si Qing said calmly: "Chu Zilin has been trying to win over the ministers in the court for these years, and now that the general has turned his back on him, he is confident that I will take care of the aftermath.

"Then let's see if he can become emperor."

Chu Zilin has gone crazy for the throne, and can do anything.

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In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the branches are covered with snow, and the cold wind blows, blowing the snow on the ground.

It was night, and the Forbidden City was brightly lit.

The old emperor was lying on the dragon couch, his old eyelids couldn't close, and he couldn't sleep.

After so many days, I still can't adapt to this state.

Not dead, not alive, like a living dead.

He never thought that Si Qing was the son of the emperor's brother.

He has been dormant by his side for so many years just for revenge.

Now, he only hopes that his sons will be smarter, see through Si Qing's true colors, and kill Si Qing!
The old emperor looked at the curtain on the bed, ready to spend another long night in such an empty space.

At this moment, the door of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was opened.

The old emperor turned his head and saw Chu Zilin walking in in black.

He closed the door, walked over slowly, and called softly, "Royal Father."

When the old emperor saw him coming late at night, he thought he was visiting a sick person, or he had already guessed that he was under house arrest by Si Qing.

Thinking of this, his cloudy eyes were full of excitement.

(End of this chapter)