"Holy Lord, please be patient. You have been chronically poisoned. After I pull out the silver needle, I can barely control the poison. In this way, you will not go crazy so suddenly."
When everyone present heard this, their heartbeats started to beat faster. They moved out step by step, not daring to get closer to the two of them, for fear that they would become targets for some reason.
The new emperor's face was pale. He gasped for air and looked at Zhan Qingyue with dull eyes.
"I really didn't expect that right after the enthronement ceremony, I was actually diagnosed with chronic poisoning."
It's really careless.
The new emperor frowned and looked at Zhan Qingyue in front of him with a solemn face.
"Sister Qingyue, it's all thanks to you this time, otherwise, I wouldn't even know how I died."
"Bah, bah, bah." Zhan Qingyue babbled several times, raising the corners of her mouth slightly to comfort her in a low voice: "Your Majesty, you are a high-ranking person now. You must not say such depressing words, lest you be shaken. Military spirit.”
When she said this, she deliberately turned her head and glanced at the group of ministers kneeling beside her.
"This matter is not trivial to me. I hope this enthronement hall will be over soon, and then I can go back to have a good life and investigate who poisoned me."
While Zhan Qingyue was treating the new emperor, he talked about the queen's affairs.
"The Queen was also poisoned a few days ago and almost caused a miscarriage. Now that something like this has happened to you, people have to think about it."
The new emperor looked at Zhan Qingyue in front of him with a solemn face, and finally nodded solemnly.
After Zhan Qingyue pulled out the needle, the difficult enthronement ceremony continued.
However, the new emperor recited those prayers much faster, greatly reducing the time.
It didn't take long for the coronation ceremony to be completely over.
After the new emperor returned to the palace, he couldn't wait to investigate the poisoning.
"Come here, summon Mr. Han."
Han Yiyun is now his right-hand assistant. Without him, he still doesn't know what to do with all those messy things.
There are not many people in the entire court who can be trusted.
"Your Majesty, you are looking for me."
The new emperor looked at Han Yiyun who came from outside with a solemn face, and he nodded firmly.
"Brother-in-law, this enthronement ceremony was extremely unsatisfactory. I didn't expect that I was actually given a chronic poison. If sister Qingyue hadn't been here today, I might have died."
The new emperor looked up at the ceiling above his head with a pained face, and sighed helplessly.
"I originally wanted to give that group of people a last chance. After all, people's hearts are full of flesh. I don't know how many people will die if this wave goes on. As an emperor and courtiers, I don't want to make such a decision just after ascending the throne. Then wait until the killing comes."
When the new emperor said these words, his eyes were red, and it could be seen that he couldn't bear it, but he was helpless.
"Brother-in-law, I don't have many people I can trust in this court. I gave them a chance, but now I have to pursue Prince Jing's party. If this continues, I'm really worried that I won't know when I will die. "
After the new emperor finished talking about the key points of these things, the solemn look on his face naturally made Han Yiyun guess what was going on?
After Han Yiyun came out of the palace, he felt the pressure increased dramatically.
He sat in the carriage and staggered towards the princess's mansion.
Suddenly the carriage stopped, and an unfamiliar voice said politely: "Master, I want to see you. Please show up and see me."
Han Yiyun opened the curtain of the carriage and saw the boy kneeling in front of the carriage trembling and humble.
I still don’t know what the old guy did to the boy. Otherwise, why would he be shaking like this even when he said something?
With that in mind, Han Yiyun got out of the carriage calmly and said coldly to the people on the ground: "Lead the way."
The boy was relieved when he heard this, and hurriedly got up from the ground, walked respectfully in front of Han Yiyun, and led him to the alley aside.
The two of them stumbled into an inconspicuous courtyard.
As soon as the two entered the courtyard, Han Junsheng couldn't wait to show his head.
"Yiyun, I haven't seen you for a while. Are you okay?"
Han Yiyun rolled his eyes at him: "If you have nothing to do to show courtesy, you are either a traitor or a thief. If you have anything to say, just say it."
Han Junsheng laughed twice, his attitude towards him was really unpleasant.
"Yiyun, there is no need for us to be so estranged from each other, father and son. I already know that the Holy One is going to hold Prince Jing's party accountable. If you choose the wrong one, you will make the wrong choice. I just want you to be accommodating and help save dad's life. Bar."
Han Junsheng burst into tears when he said this. He could even expect that he would go to prison in a few hours.
Han Yiyun raised his head and looked at him like this.
After all, there were times when he changed for the better, but he just chose the wrong person and took the wrong path in this matter.
Han Yiyun sighed helplessly: "Are you finished? I'll go back first."
He left without looking back. Han Junsheng's heart felt cold as he looked at his retreating back.
When he returned to the princess's mansion, Han Yiyun was full of tangles. He watched Zhan Qingyue preparing an antidote for the chronic poisoning of the new emperor.
"Yueyue, I met Mr. Han today. He asked me to help and save his life. I don't know what to do for a moment?"
When Zhan Qingyue saw that his brother Han was so entangled, he silently put down his work, raised his eyes, and looked at the person in front of him seriously.
"Brother Han, Mr. Han also had good times. In the first half of his life, he took the wrong path and was taken advantage of by that lady. In the second half of his life, he was greedy for glory and wealth and chose the wrong person. Now, the new emperor wants to thoroughly investigate Prince Jing's party."
Zhan Qingyue felt helpless when she said this, and sighed. She had already thought of what Master Han was going through at this moment. He was probably in prison.
"Brother Han, let's go and see him in prison. People always have to bear responsibility when they do something wrong. What's more, Mr. Han is not a child anymore. Do your best and obey fate. At least you have tried hard and left no regrets. That’s good.”
A layer of mist formed in Han Yiyun's eyes. He raised his eyes and looked at the extremely gentle woman in front of him, gritted his teeth and nodded with difficulty.
The two worked hard for a while, selected some quilts and food that could be used in the prison, and then took the carriage to the prison.
The two met successfully, but Commander Zheng soon found out about their visit to Han Junsheng.
Commander Zheng put down the wine bowl leisurely, his deep eyes rolling around.
