Sick beauty is the national teacher

He sat on the edge of Luo Wuchen's bed, speechless for a long time.

Luo Wuchen didn't want to look at him either, so he could only close his eyes weakly.

"You take good care of it." The emperor walked out after saying this, and ordered no one to disturb him.

Seeing the emperor come out, Mo Anxue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.She hoped that Luo Wuchen could trust her, she hoped that Luo Wuchen would think that she was useful, not a harem concubine who only knew how to enjoy herself.

The Liuli Palace soon became empty. Fang Qiutan originally wanted to visit Luo Wuchen, but the emperor ordered him to respect him, so he had no choice but to look back at the closed door of the inner hall worriedly.

As soon as Qing Dai entered, she lay down next to Luo Wuchen and cried, "My lord, what are you doing, why are you doing this?"

Qing Dai cried very sadly.

Luo Wuchen signaled Liao Shi to help him up, looked at his arm, "Have you bandaged it?"

Liaoshi nodded.

Luo Wuchen's face was very pale, and he said, "No problem."

"You say it's all right, so even if you're going to die, you still use the word "no problem"? "

"Qingdai!" Liao Shi yelled at him in a low voice.

Qing Dai glanced at him and knew that she had said something wrong, so she pursed her mouth and cried silently.

"I'm really fine," Luo Wuchen raised his hand to wipe away his tears, "I'm sensible, don't you know your young master?"

Qing Dai really wanted to say to him, "You just have no sense of proportion", but under Liao Shi's threatening gaze, he didn't dare to say it.

Luo Wuchen took a deep breath and explained: "There is an extra person in this wave of assassins. I don't know how that person got in. He really wants to kill the emperor. His skill is not low, and he can't tell Its way, Qingdai, the emperor cannot die now."

"Young master, what does it have to do with you whether the emperor dies or not? Why do you want to..."

Qing Dai couldn't figure it out.

Liao Shi seemed to understand something, Luo Wuchen looked up at Liao Shi, and smiled at him: "Liao Shi, you understand, you tell him, I want to rest for a while."

"Okay, okay, young master, rest well, I won't talk anymore." Qing Dai was full of words, seeing Luo Wuchen's weak appearance, she was also speechless.

Liao Shi silently pulled Qing Dai out, and now there is no one in the outer hall.

Qing Dai still had tears on her face, but she stubbornly looked at Liao Shi and refused to blink, wanting to ask for an answer.

He knew that he was dull and not as sharp as Liao Shi, so the young master ordered Liao Shi to do many important things, and he didn't complain.

But, he wants to grow up, he wants to grow up, instead of spending his whole life under the wing of a son, he also wants to become smart.

"Can you wipe your tears away?" Liao Shi felt a headache when he saw his tears.

"I'm holding back." After speaking, he still couldn't help it, tears fell, he raised his sleeve and wiped it away, "Sir, you know, you say it."

"My lord naturally has his plans, Qingdai..." Liao Shi looked at Qingdai's expression of wanting to find out the whole picture, wondering if he should tell Qingdai what he said.

Qing Dai is a person who can't hide his temper, he is only very obedient in front of the young master, when he is away from the young master, he is half aggrieved and unwilling to accept it.

If he told his guess, he was afraid that Qingdai would be able to kill the emperor again on the spot with a knife.

"Let's just listen to the young master's orders. The imperial city is not a river or lake, and it's not a place where everything can be solved by force."

When Liao Shi said this, Qing Dai understood.

He knows that he is impulsive, especially when it comes to meeting the young master.

Qing Dai knew, the reason why she didn't tell him was not only that he was slow, but also because he was impulsive.

Qing Dai sat weakly on the low couch, "I will change it," he raised his head and looked at Liao Shi after speaking, "This time, I will definitely change it."

This is the first time they have suffered such a serious injury since they followed the young master. The young master's physique is weak, even if he has internal strength, he can't make him heal faster than ordinary people, or even slower.

But at this time, Luo Wuchen's wound was so painful that he broke out in a cold sweat. In fact, Luo Wuchen was very afraid of pain.

The feeling of his body being torn apart plunged him into a kind of dark fear.

He thought he would experience pain once a month, and he thought he was used to it.

But the pain of being injured is completely different from what he experiences once a month.

"I thought I was used to it." Luo Wuchen suddenly laughed at himself.

Thinking that Liao Shi and Qing Dai had almost said the same thing, Luo Wuchen called people in.

Qingdai's eyes were red and swollen, and there were some different changes in her eyes, which became much firmer.

Luo Wuchen knew that he might have been frightened by his injury this time, he had protected himself well in such a dangerous world, but this time, he was the one who bumped into it himself.

"It's my fault, it won't happen again in the future." Luo Wuchen looked at him with a smile and assured him.

After all, when the emperor was assassinated, it was enough for him to block it once, and if he blocked it too much, it would completely lose its value.

"You said that." Qing Dai's voice became hoarse because of crying.

Only then did Luo Wuchen ask what happened during his brief coma.

Liao Shi didn't speak, Qing Dai told about the affairs of the front hall one by one.

"So, Zha Qisheng is dead."

"Dead." Qing Dai didn't pay attention to how Zha Qisheng provoked the emperor, but he had heard Liao Shi talk about the process when he came back from the imperial concubine, so he thought it would be good if Zha Qisheng died.

"Then the position of envoy of the Supreme Hospital will be vacant?" The corner of Luo Wuchen's mouth twitched.

According to the information obtained by Luo Wuchen, Zha Qisheng is a member of King Minwu.In previous years, the emperor's body was all treated by Zha Qisheng, but it had no effect at all.

Moreover, when Luo Wuchen put Gu into the emperor's body for the first time, he realized that the reason why the emperor's body was so poor was because of a kind of poison.

King Minwu had been plotting against the emperor long ago, but he didn't know whether he was really doing it for the prince or for himself.

It doesn't matter if you die, there will be one less stumbling block on the road.

"It's just that death is too cheap." Luo Wuchen's tone was rather regretful.

Many years ago, Zha Qisheng was Song Mocheng's military doctor. The time when the previous dynasty was overthrown and the palace city was stained with blood was not Zha Qisheng's suggestion.

Neither of them spoke.

"Liao Shi, ask around, if the emperor finds out that the crown prince did it, will he move King Minwu? If not..."

Luo Wuchen's face was pale, but there was a faint smile on his face, "Just help me."

"Yes." Liao Shi led the order and went out.

At this time, Heavenly Prison.

In the prison, the emperor personally interrogated those assassins and pulled out their teeth one by one. Every assassin was hung in the air, and there was no good flesh on his body.

"Tell me, who sent you to assassinate me?"

An assassin said vaguely: "We didn't intend to kill the emperor, the order we received was to kill Luo Wuchen."

"Kill Luo Wuchen?" The emperor sneered, and the knife stabbed him. Was that called killing Luo Wuchen?

The emperor scanned all the hanging assassins with his gloomy gaze, and finally saw an assassin who was still unconscious, and said coldly, "Wake him up."

The water prepared by the emperor was salt water, and when it was splashed on the wound, it hurt so much that the internal organs trembled.

The man woke up trembling, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the emperor standing not far from him, and spat out a mouthful of blood towards the emperor, and the soldier standing next to him immediately drew his sword, and could hack him to death at any time .

The emperor raised his hand, and Yu Yan handed out the handkerchief tremblingly beside him.

The emperor took it and wiped his face, "Who sent you here?"

"Emperor Dog, you will die badly." The man looked resentful, but the emperor directly raised the knife, slashed at the man, and said to others: "Pull out his nails, tear his mouth, I really don't want to say, tongue Don't want it either."

Yu Yan stood back coweringly. The emperor was not violent any more, but now he regained his vigor and reverted to his violent nature.

The screams were heard endlessly in the sky prison. The man was dying, and he didn't utter a word in the end.

He didn't say it was sent by the prince, nor did he say it was King Minwu.

It's just that the other assassins were looser than him, and the emperor allowed them to let them live as long as they revealed the mastermind behind the scenes.

But who is the emperor, he is not a person who can speak his mind at all.

When he got the answer of "Prince", the emperor could only order them to be executed at noon tomorrow, and the sentence of Ling Chi was imposed.

The civil and military officials in the Qianyuan Hall here haven't waited for the emperor for a long time, and the emperor didn't allow them to visit, but just let them wait in the Qianyuan Hall.

Among them are the prince and Minwu king.

The crown prince and King Minwu looked at each other with uneasiness in their eyes.

The crown prince was the most disturbed, they were trapped in the Qianyuan Hall, and news from outside could not come in, so he could only wait.

He was praying that those assassins were all dead when they were caught, not a single one was alive.

Tan Taizhuo looked at the restless prince, closed his eyes slightly, and felt that compared with the ninth prince, Song Yu, the prince was really a bit impatient.

Although the Ninth Prince was not valued by the emperor, had never been in or out of the court, and had almost no real power, but he sat behind the scenes and watched them bite dogs.

It's just that the emperor was assassinated, was it really aimed at the emperor?

Tantaishu felt that the prince did not have that much ability, and the prince has always been soft and timid, with roundabout methods.

If there is no one to support him behind the scenes, even if the prince makes a move, he will put all his eggs in one basket when he is desperate.

—— King Minwu.

Almost without thinking too much, Tantai Zhuo guessed that it was King Minwu.

Soon there was a loud singing of "The Emperor is coming" from the gate of the palace.

The emperor walked in, dressed in blood-stained obscene clothes, smelling bloody all over.

"All the lovers entered the palace late at night, which made you worry."

When the emperor passed by the prince, he took a deep look at him.

At this time, Liao Shi was hiding on the roof of Qianyuan Hall.

He was so good at light work that he didn't alarm anyone.

He put his ear on the tile surface, listening to the movement in the temple.

"Song Che, you are really my good son!" The emperor walked up to the dragon chair, and suddenly slammed the dragon table.

The prince knelt down suddenly upon hearing the sound, "Father, son..."

"Stop talking too much."

The prince was so frightened that he trembled all over, and immediately shut up.

The emperor's eyes swept over the ministers present one by one, except for Tantai Zhuo and a few people, all lowered their heads extremely low.

"The assassin has already been recruited, Song Che, what else do you have to say?" The emperor's gaze finally fell on Song Che.

"Father, my son was wronged, but my son did not."

"No?" The emperor sneered, "Do you think I believe the assassin who confessed, or you?"

The prince knelt and walked forward, "Trust me, father, I am your child, so you must trust me."

"I believe you covet my throne and kill my father?"