Sudden discomfort

Style: Girl Author: Twelve causes and conditions make a jokeWords: 1064Update Time: 24/01/12 04:57:15
The secret room of the Jin Palace.

Chu Chengyao sat there, showing no signs of joy or anger, and waited for a cup of tea. Zhong Yi led a strong man in to salute.

Seeing the strong man smiling and congratulating him, Chu Chengyao said coldly:

"I was taken advantage of and almost killed my father. Where does the joy come from?"

The strong man suppressed his smile, looked at Chu Chengyao up and down as if he were looking at something interesting:

"I can't tell that His Highness Prince Jin is actually a filial son."

Hearing the sarcasm in the strong man's tone, Zhong Yi drew his sword and placed it on the strong man's neck:

"Zuo Yingxiong, speak respectfully to His Highness and pay attention to your words."

Zuo Yingxiong Congshan Ruliu apologized, and Zhong Yi also took back his sword at Chu Chengyao's signal.

Chu Chengyao reached out to the chair beside him, and Zuo Yingxiong sat down calmly:

"During the discussion that day, His Highness agreed to the matter and sent help."

Chu Chengyao: "You didn't tell me that there was another Li Zhao."

"Your Highness, what's the problem if there are more than one Li Zhao among dozens of people? When we were discussing this matter, I said that I could replace the Imperial Guards with my own people. I also said that there was a shortage of manpower and it would be difficult to win people's trust if they were not in good shape. At that time, Your Highness You also know that the person I want to assassinate is the emperor of Tianchu. His Highness personally lent me all the soldiers he trained privately, so why are you saying to use them now?"

"Because I know that my father is heavily guarded by soldiers, and these few people can't hurt my father at all, so I gave everyone in my hand to you. Who would have thought that you actually have Li Zhao, who almost made it possible for you. You want to use my hand to kill my father and stir up civil strife in Tianchu, and you, Mobei, are waiting for the opportunity to raise troops."

Zuo Yingxiong laughed when he heard this. Perhaps it was because he had been pretending to be a businessman for many years. His smile was somewhat kind:

"Your Highness, you knew my intentions when I told you the plan, but instead of stopping it, you sent troops to help, which shows that Your Highness also wanted to promote this. This time, not only did His Highness's manpower be damaged, but my manpower was also damaged. It also suffered a lot of damage. But the result is as expected, it is extremely beneficial to His Highness, isn’t it?"

Seeing that Chu Chengyao was silent, Zuo Yingxiong continued:

"To use Li Zhao, who has not been willing to use it for many years, to help His Highness out of trouble, is enough to show the sincerity of Mo Bei. The royal family has no father and son, not to mention this Tianchu, but the whole world has been like this for all dynasties. If Your Highness is afraid of taking on the burden You can be assured of the reputation of patricide. I, the Mobei people, are the most trustworthy and will never reveal a word to others. I will never ask His Highness to do anything because of this matter in the future."

Hearing this, Chu Chengyao's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Zhong Yi and signaled to serve Zuo Yingxiong tea.

They talked secretly for a while, and finally, with satisfied smiles on their faces, they clinked their teacups.

Wangshu Palace.

Concubine Jade looked at the little prince sleeping soundly on the bed, with an anxious and distressed look on her face. After a while, she touched the little prince's head and tucked the corners of the quilt.

Hearing the servant's greetings, Concubine Yu flashed an irritated and impatient look, stood up and saluted the visitor with a cold face.

"I heard that Cheng'en has been feeling unwell these past two days, so I came over to take a look."

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."

The emperor sat down by the bed and reached out to touch the little prince's forehead.

Seeing this, Concubine Yu frowned slightly and said:

"The fever is gone this afternoon, but I'm still a little upset."

Emperor: "Why did you suddenly start to feel upset? But the waiter didn't do his best and used unclean food?"

Concubine Yu: "My Wangshu Palace has a separate small kitchen, and the recipes are just those. They are fine on weekdays. Cheng'en suddenly felt unwell two days before the Spring Festival."