Second minister and thief

"Father!!! Why would you rather trust outsiders than your son?!"

"That man... what strengths does he have? Can he stand shoulder to shoulder with my brother? Isn't it because of..."

"To shut up!!!"

Emperor Jingyuan suddenly closed his eyes, hiding all his sternness and disappointment. One of his hands grabbed the thin quilt under his body with such force that it almost tore the brocade.

"roll."

"Father?"

"Get out." When he was really getting anxious, he was unable to shout loudly, and he only ordered Yan Zheng in a very flat tone, "pass down the decree, and the crown prince promises to inherit the lawless ancestors' virtues and not follow my instructions. , but evil and violence, arrogance to authority, poisonous gathering of party members... Tolerated for more than [-] years, and he never changed after repeated teaching! My heart... I am very sad. The ancestors created a world of hard work and I rule the world, It is absolutely impossible to pay this person. Then it will be announced to heaven, earth, and ancestral temples in the sun, and the acceptance... will be abolished."

"Father?"

"..."

"Father, you can't do it! Father and son are wronged! Please don't abandon son...you know your mistake... Father! son..."

The deposed prince almost used both hands and feet, crawled to the side of the emperor, hugged his legs tightly, and cried bitterly, "Father...Father, my son knows it's wrong...Father! Don't give up on me. .....Royal Father!!!"

At this time, a group of trembling people were kneeling on the open space in front of the bed. They all lowered their heads and held their breath, fearing that the emperor's thunderous wrath would affect them.

Even Chu Linqiu, who watched a good show without making a sound, got off the couch tremblingly with the support of two young eunuchs, and knelt down beside him.

The waste prince seemed to have sensed something and turned his head, and his gaze was intersecting with him in the air.

No one expected that this man would suddenly pounce on Chu Linqiu's neck.Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly surrounded him and pulled his arms on both sides to pull him away, which made him escape.But even so, there were still two shocking bloodstains on the side of his neck.

Chu Linqiu only felt that his wound was so hot that it was unbearable. He frowned, raised his hand to wipe it, and wiped a small amount of bright red blood.

"Master Chu! Are you all right?"

"..." Chu Linqiu took a deep breath, and said weakly, "Do you think I'm okay?" Then he couldn't help himself, and fell limply into Yan Zheng's arms again.

"My lord? My lord!"

When Emperor Wu'an saw this scene, his chest heaved violently with anger, and he almost fell off the bed.He raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at the deposed prince who was restrained by all the Huang Menlang, and shouted three times, "Evil... evil... evil!!!"

"Come on! Throw this evil person out of the house! I, I don't want to see... him again."

"Father! Father! My son and minister have been wronged, Father!!! Father..."

In the blue sky and broad daylight, the turmoil in the Palace of Qinghe came to an end amidst the fading figure of the deposed prince.

Because of being poisoned and frightened, Chu Linqiu was carried into a carriage and sent out of the palace insane. The investigation of the remaining crimes was completely shelved, and was handed over to the East Mansion for disposal the next day.

Xuanwuwei temporarily pulled himself out of this muddy water by taking advantage of the serious illness that the leader had spread to the world.

Not to mention this, let's say that when Xiao Cen saw Chu Linqiu being carried into the Hou's mansion unconsciously, he felt that his soul was about to fly away.If Ning Bo who heard the news hadn't come to stop him in time, he would have rushed into the palace to seek justice for others.

How can a person come back like this after entering the palace to inquire about illnesses?

The people in the palace couldn't say too much, they just watched the servants in the mansion settle the people down, and then went back to report, leaving only Xiao Cen with an inexplicable and angry face.

"Jiu Shang? Jiu Shang...Jiu Shang, wake up..." Xiao Cen sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to slowly caress Chu Linqiu's face, and called out in a low voice.

However, Chu Linqiu's face was like gold paper, his eyes were closed tightly, and he lay motionless on his back on the bed, unable to respond to his call.

"Wake up..."

"Master Hou, don't worry too much," Ning Bo put his hand on Xiao Cen's shoulder lightly, and persuaded, "If my lord wakes up, he won't want to see you so distressed."

"Why did this happen suddenly? Ning Bo, do you still have something to hide from me? You have been with him for so many years, how did he get poisoned? What kind of poison did he get? Who hurt him... It should be very clear, right?"

"Master Hou!!!"

Unexpectedly, when Ning Bo heard this, he knelt down behind him and cried, "My lord... my lord... it's too hard!"

"It's this sentence again... It's this sentence again! Don't Ben Hou know that he is suffering?! Ben Hou loves him! So I want to know the truth!!!" Xiao Cen suddenly stood up, waving His hands looked very excited.His face was flushed, the veins on his neck were bulging, and his expression gradually became ferocious, but just when he opened his mouth to say something, he suddenly felt his sleeves being pulled lightly.

"My lord! Are you awake?"

Although Chu Linqiu squinted his eyes and looked at Xiao Cen's back, but his eyes were clear, how could he look like he had just woken up?

"You..." Xiao Cen hurriedly withdrew his ferocious expression, walked over and sat down on the side of the bed again, stroked his arm repeatedly, and asked softly, "You've been awake?"

"sorry......"

"You know, that's not what I want to hear." Xiao Cen helped him up with an expression on his face, made him sit on the head of the bed, looked him straight in the eyes, and asked in a serious tone, "What's going on?"

Chu Linqiu sighed, "Uncle Ning, go out first."

"My lord...well, the old slave will go first...resign." Ning Bo looked at his master worriedly, shook his head after a while, got up and walked out slowly, and Close the door intimately.

"He's gone, let's go." Xiao Cen's expression became more and more gentle, he raised his hand to stroke Chu Linqiu's temples slowly, and pushed it aside.

Chu Linqiu took his hand and wrapped it in his palm. He lowered his eyes and pondered for a while before asking in a hoarse voice, "Do you remember the medicine that Prince Fei sent earlier?"

"Of course. At that time... I should have poured it down!" Xiao Cen gritted his teeth and said with hatred, his eyes gradually burst out with ruthlessness, and his two fingers pinched into Chu Lin unconsciously. Qiu felt nothing about the tender flesh on the back of his hand.

"Is it really...the deposed prince? And this...was also made by him?"

"Yeah." Chu Linqiu stroked the wound on the side of his neck lightly, and said casually, "He once wanted to strangle me."