assassin

pain.

Different from the muscle and bone injuries during martial arts training, the overheating seems to have something eager to be torn from the body.Fu Ziqin woke up from such severe pain, his head was still in chaos.

"Are they all dead?! None of them are useful!"

It seemed that someone was yelling in his ear.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty is awake!"

"what?!"

A vague shadow rushed over, covered his eyes and asked, "How is it? Does it hurt?"

Fu Ziqin didn't answer, trying to see the man's face clearly.

Si Lixiao saw that he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, so he bent over and got closer to the bed, "Where does it hurt?"

"You..." Fu Ziqin uttered a hoarse voice, opened his mouth again and stopped talking.

Si Lixiao was so anxious that he wanted to kill someone, "What are you talking about!"

Fu Ziqin's eyes were like a mist, but the person in the mist was extremely clear.

The current emperor, the father of his children, and his lifelong enemy.

"I, hate, you..." Fu Ziqin struggled to form three words.

Waking up every day is the beginning of torment and falling asleep in hatred.His life is like a marionette, the knife in his hand is useless except for assassination.

Si Lixiao stared at him blankly, but Fu Ziqin fell into a deep sleep again.

The imperial doctor hurriedly stepped forward to check Fu Ziqin's pulse, Si Lixiao listened to the noise in the room, and for some reason couldn't sort out his thoughts.

Mu Xifang watched the emperor pacing up and down in the bedroom with his head buried, and finally asked, "I don't know why Your Majesty is bothered?"

The emperor seemed to be ignited at the touch of saltpeter, pointing at Mu Xifang and shouting: "You Taoyuan people must be mad at you to death?!"

As soon as Mu Xifang heard it, he understood that something might happen to Fu Ziqin, so he immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down."

Si Lixiao walked around the bedroom again, the anger on his face remained unchanged.

Mu Xifang knelt for a long while but didn't see him continue, so he could only ask tentatively: "Your Majesty, what happened to Concubine Qin?"

Si Lixiao frowned, fixed there and said: "He just knelt down, then he fainted when he got up."

"What?" Mu Xifang was startled, a pregnant woman fainted in different ways, "Is Qin Concubine awake?"

"No." Si Lixiao indignantly folded his hands behind his back.

Mu Xifang knelt silently, watching Si Lixiao standing there without saying a word.After a while, Si Lixiao muttered, "He is usually very strong."

"This..." Mu Xifang hesitated and said, "After all, he is pregnant."

The emperor lowered his eyes, found a seat and sat down, "I know he hates me."

Mu Xifang's heart was shocked, and he didn't know why the emperor suddenly brought up this matter.

After Si Lixiao sat down, he became silent again. From the beginning, he and Fu Ziqin had been a forced transaction, just like his father forced Taoyuan's mistress to become the queen of the dynasty.But Fu Ziqin is different, Fu Ziqin loves their child very much, so he can easily hold him in the palm of his hand.

But Fu Ziqin still hated him, so hated that even on the verge of life and death, he still couldn't forget it.

Mu Xifang looked at the emperor, not daring to ask for details easily.

"Get up." Si Lixiao waved his hand.

Mu Xifang just got up and moved a few steps to the side to stay away from Si Lixiao's sight.Unexpectedly, Si Lixiao turned his head to look at him again, "Come here."

Mu Xifang clenched his fist slightly and walked over nervously.

Si Lixiao looked up and down at this Taoyuan native, who was different from Fu Ziqin in being smart and handsome, logically speaking, he should also like this person more.

Si Lixiao grasped Mu Xifang's arm and sensed the man's trembling, implying his fear and obedience.If he was tougher, this person would definitely give in, but he didn't want to, didn't want to raise another empty shell like Fu Ziqin.

Letting go of his hand embarrassingly, Si Lixiao stood up, "I'm going to see Fu Ziqin."

Mu Xifang breathed a sigh of relief, and respectfully sent the emperor out of the palace.

Stepping steadily in the corridor, an old man walked in front of him.

"My lord." Dr. Zuo bowed deeply.

When Si Yunxiu saw him, he immediately turned cold, "What else can Dr. Zuo do?"

"My lord hasn't given me an answer yet." Dr. Zuo said with a light smile.

"This king has said that this king must never do rebellious things." Si Yun corrected his expression.

Dr. Zuo still had a few smiles in his mouth, and said: "I understand."

After Si Yunxiu left, he went straight back to the bedroom. Xin Xueyang, like an ant on a hot pot, immediately went to greet him.

"How did the investigation go?" Xin Xueyang hurriedly asked while blocking the door.

"Go in and talk." Si Yunxiu said.

"Oh." Xin Xueyang hurriedly stepped aside.

The two entered the bedroom and screened out the attendants, Xin Xueyang asked again: "Any news?"

Si Yunxiu frowned tightly, "On weekdays, when His Majesty is not in the bedroom, there are still people delivering food to the palace, but I have never seen anyone else come out."

Xin Xueyang opened her mouth wide, and said with a bit of tears: "It must be the emperor who imprisoned him!"

This conclusion filled Si Yunxiu's chest with a branding iron, "Don't panic, at least Xifang is still alive."

"Alive?" Xin Xueyang looked at her husband, his wide eyes filled with mist, "Does the prince not know what kind of person His Majesty is? Xifang is alive, but can he live well?!"

Si Yunxiu's heart trembled, and Xin Xueyang immediately took his arm and said: "My lord, my lord, Xifang has accompanied you to fight everywhere for more than ten years! He is my younger brother! Have you forgotten what Doctor Zuo said? He It's bloody, bloody! How can you be willing, my lord!"

The last few words Xin Xue burst into tears, hanging powerlessly by the leg of the king of Beijiang.

Si Yunxiu pulled her up, "Don't do this, there will always be a way."

"My lord, let's attack the city!" Xin Xueyang grabbed Si Yunxiu's arms, his eyes were extremely determined, "Siege the city and rescue Xifang, there is no other way!"

Si Yunxiu took a deep breath and shook his head, "No, His Majesty has a large army in his hands, not to mention that I have no chance of winning the attack, even if I really attack the city to seize the throne, it will not end well."

Seeing that she couldn't shake his loyalty, Xin Xueyang immediately said: "Then what do you want? Just be so wise and protect yourself, disregarding Xifang's life?! I never knew that you are such a covetous person who fears death!"

Si Yunxiu's face darkened slightly, "You let me think about it again."

"What do you think?" Xin Xueyang asked anxiously, "My lord, I don't want to live in fear every day, for fear that one day I will hear the news of Xifang's inexplicable death!"

Si Yunxiu's eyebrows were almost wrinkled, and in the end, he seemed to have made great determination and said: "Pack up your luggage and take your two children and return to northern Xinjiang as soon as possible. I have more than a dozen dead soldiers under me. After a while I will sneak into the palace with the dead and bring Xifang back, and then return to northern Xinjiang to meet you."

Xin Xueyang thought for a while and asked, "Your Majesty won't chase him to the northern border?"

"Northern Xinjiang is my power, Your Majesty dare not act rashly." Si Yunxiu's eyes shot out a killing intent, "If one day the swords and swords are really facing each other, Your Majesty will not be able to break through my army in Northern Xinjiang."

Xin Xueyang nodded lightly, "Okay, then I can rest assured."

After putting the two children to sleep, Xin Xueyang closed the door and sneaked to the secluded backyard.

Pushing the door open, there were already two people waiting in the room, Xin Xueyang leaned forward and said, "Young Master."

The old man got up from the stool and asked, "How is the persuasion going?"

Xin Xueyang sighed and shook his head, "He is loyal to the emperor, and he is unwilling to seize the throne no matter what."

Cheng Yuting, who turned into Dr. Zuo, had a chill in his eyes, and Xin Xueyang immediately said: "But he intends to let me take the two children away first, and then sneak into the palace with the dead man and secretly take Xifang away."

Only then did Cheng Yuting look a little happy, and gave Zuo Qishang a look.

"This is a good opportunity." Zuo Qishang understood.

"What?" Xin Xueyang was still a little puzzled.

"The night when the King of Northern Border sneaked into the palace and let the Guiyuan Sect attack the city," Zuo Qishang raised the corners of his lips, "At that time, the King of Northern Border will have nothing to do with his success or failure."

Xin Xueyang's lips turned pale, "This..."

"Xue Yang," Cheng Yuting patted Xin Xueyang on the shoulder, "Those who achieve big things don't care about small things, and the king of the northern border is superb in martial arts, and nothing will happen. Guiyuanjiao and the king of the northern border, why worry about big things not being accomplished?"

"But he doesn't want to be emperor." Xin Xueyang pinched her fingers.

"Which prince doesn't want to sit on this supreme throne? What he lacks is just an opportunity." Cheng Yuting's raised eyebrows were filled with a smile.

Xin Xueyang was silent. She had been by the King of Beijiang's side for so many years, so she understood his temperament somewhat.Defending one's family and one's country should be taken for granted, but what one deserves is never taken to heart.

"Xue Yang, you can take the two children and leave here with peace of mind," Zuo Qishang said in a warm voice, "The day you come back, it will be the time when the mother will be in the world."

"No, no, no...I..." Xin Xueyang was so frightened that he hesitated to speak, "I...he pity me...I just became a princess, how dare I think about being a queen?"

"No matter what, you are the main wife, which is what you should do." Cheng Yuting's words wrapped around Xin Xueyang's heart like a snake.

Xin Xueyang couldn't help feeling hot in his heart, but it immediately cooled down.

So what if she is the wife?The heart of the king of Beijiang has never been on her.

"Young master..." Xin Xueyang asked cautiously, "Do we have to seize the throne?"

Cheng Yuting's expression immediately dropped, "What do you mean?"

"Young master, why don't we return to northern Xinjiang to live after we rescue Xifang." Xin Xueyang looked at Cheng Yuting as if begging, "The prince said that as long as we return to northern Xinjiang, the emperor will not be able to move us. Haven't we been living in northern Xinjiang all these years? Okay?"

"You mean, my blood feud in Taoyuan just vanished?" Cheng Yuting's voice was so cold that it made people tremble, "The souls of your parents and brothers are still wandering in the ruins of Taoyuan, but you only want to live by idling?!"

Xin Xueyang lowered her head, "No...but we..."

"Don't talk about it anymore," Cheng Yuting waved his hand angrily, "Don't ask me about this matter, I have my own arrangements."

Xin Xueyang's words were blocked back by hatred, so she could only lean back and say, "Yes."

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