"You are hurt!"
Heye saw that Zhao An was faltering and quickly came over to help him, "What happened? Did the Queen Mother punish you?"
"I almost failed to protect the Queen Mother and the Empress. I deserve to be punished."
Zhao An had long figured out along the way that he really had to receive this beating, otherwise the Queen Mother's favor would be too heavy and unjustifiable.
Returning to Ningkun Palace, Chen Yuru was shocked and angry to see Zhao An injured.
In today's play, the only two cards in her hand were injured.
In the quiet room, Chang Ming half-leaned on the bed like a piece of paper. The arrow penetrated his shoulder blade, bleeding a lot.
Zhao An asked He Ye to get some gauze and needle and thread, and then took out the white medicine he had been studying for the past few days.
"Do you know how to heal?" Chang Ming asked weakly, and Zhao An muttered, "I delivered a cow when I was a child, so I think you are good at it."
"Do you really want to save me?"
"My father-in-law means what he says."
At this moment, Zhao An did have the idea of letting Chang Ming die, but he had to admit that the value of his life was greater. In another period of time together, Chang Ming gave people a good feeling, at least he was a naughty licking dog. , as long as he doesn't betray Chen Yuru, he will always be in control.
Zhao An spent half an hour bandaging and treating the wound.
After finishing everything, Chang Ming fell asleep. Zhao An was stained with a lot of blood and dragged his tired body to say goodbye.
The Yangxin Hall is brightly lit.
The empress has received the news that the assassin committed suicide, but Zhao An was called to Cining Palace by the empress dowager and has not returned yet. She has a bad feeling.
"Your Majesty, this servant is back."
Zhao An came in and saw her in a daze, so he called out. The empress did not look back, but pretended to be calm and said: "Slave, if you can come back alive, I will be impressed by you again. Tell me, what did the Queen Mother talk to you about. "
Speaking of this, the empress turned around with a smile, and then her pupils shrank violently. Zhao An's hair was scattered, his face was pale and covered in blood, and he was holding on to the table and gasping for air.
"What’s wrong with you!"
The empress no longer cared about being reserved, and strode over to support the person, her heart in her throat.
Didn’t you say you weren’t injured?
Zhao An originally wanted to explain that it was not his blood, but seeing her so anxious, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
This duplicitous woman used to be called a dog slave at every turn, but unexpectedly she pretended not to care.
"Oh, I'm going to die——"
Zhao An's legs went weak and he leaned against her soft arms. Unfortunately, her body was too weak to bear the weight, so she could only sit on the ground and comforted him bitterly, "Don't worry, I'll call the doctor right away."
"Your Majesty, no need. This slave's muscles and veins are all broken, and all the oil and gas are exhausted. I'm just holding on to see Your Majesty for the last time."
Zhao An's acting skills are good, and he imitates the tone of dying people in movies and TV dramas.
The empress's eyes were red, and besides her anger, she was still crying a little bit, "Slave, you are dead, what do you want me to do?"
The old prince is about to die. If even Zhao An is gone, she, the emperor, will probably be deposed the next day!
Seeing her gurgling eyes, Zhao An didn't dare to make any more trouble, and quickly sat up and explained the situation with a smile.
Five minutes later, screams like slaughtering pigs echoed throughout the Yangxin Hall.
Zhao An was punched a few times by the empress, which finally calmed her down. Then, with her disgusted eyes, he returned to the small courtyard and took a bath.
Ning Xueer was shocked and insisted on taking a bath. After making sure that Zhao An was fine, her face was so red that she was almost bleeding.
Chen family.
The news of the failed assassination fell to Chen Guogong's ears.
His mood became very bad, because not only Chang Ming set himself on fire, but Zhou Shan also died.
"According to the news leaked from the palace, Zhou Shan was killed by the Queen Mother just because he was wandering near the Imperial Garden and did not go to rescue him."
Shi Donghai also frowned tightly. Chang Ming was actually dead, and Zhou Shan was the commander of the imperial army at the North Gate. His position was very important. The most important thing was that the emperor happened to say that he would not go to court for three days, which meant that for three days, Within a few days, the North City Imperial Guard will be replaced by the emperor, and it will be too late to stop it.
After a long silence, Chen Guogong suddenly asked: "The eunuch named Zhao seems to be far smarter than I expected. Please arrange for someone to investigate the burnt corpse immediately to see if it is Chang Ming!"
"You mean, Chang Ming might betray you? No way."
Shi Donghai didn't believe it at all. Chen Guogong sneered: "He has only Yuru in his heart. If he hadn't used Yuru as bait, how could he be willing to work for our Chen family? You also said that when the queen grows up, she knows how to plan for the future." There is no way out, so it’s not surprising that Chang Ming stayed in the palace voluntarily.”
"My subordinate understands and will do it now."
Shi Donghai hurried out and soon the eldest son entered the study. He sent someone to investigate. Zhao An was severely punished by the Queen Mother, limped out of Cining Palace, and then went to Ningkun Palace for an interview. Queen, stay a long time.
The eldest son's words almost indicate that Zhao An belongs to the queen.
Chen Guogong did not answer his question, but made a request, find an opportunity to contact Zhao An, and inform the Taiyuan Wang family to put pressure on the emperor, and set it on the day when the old prince would be buried.
That night, Zhao An had an uneasy sleep, his whole body ached, and he silently greeted Que'er a hundred times in his heart.
The cold little beauty's hands are very dark!
Sooner or later I will capture her and break her body!
At three o'clock in the morning, Huang Zhong came over to send a message that the emperor was going to get angry.
"Isn't it a holiday if you don't go to court for three days?"
"Having said that, you are the imperial eunuch, and you need to take care of the banquet."
"What are you looking for me for?"
"You forgot, you are now the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Treasury."
Huang Zhong is an old man, but he is still good at flattery.
Zhao An complained secretly and almost forgot about this incident.
He hurriedly washed his face and went straight to the Nourishing Heart Hall.
Surprisingly, the empress did not review the memorial, but was playing with a small gadget.
White, long...
"Eunuch Zhao, what is this? It feels soft and feels good."
The empress has some expectations. Perfume and soap are both good things, so this thing must be useful.
Zhao An's face turned red, "Your Majesty, are you sure you want to know?"
"That's natural. Stop talking nonsense and tell me quickly."
"Come here."
Zhao An shamelessly approached her pink ear and explained to her what the seventh dimension was.
The empress gradually opened her mouth, then angrily pushed the person away, raised her hand to say, "Shameless slave!"
Zhao An had expected it and quickly distanced himself!
Isn't she going to hold a reception party?
The Ministry of Internal Affairs was out of money, so if they wanted money, they asked him to leave the palace, and they used the seven-dimensional space to search for it, ensuring that the pots were full, and they also purchased the necessary items for the banquet.
The empress said strangely: "A grown man who thinks about how to make money from women all day long is really a scum."
"It's best to make money from women, you don't understand."
Zhao An yawned and left. This time he would take Ning Xueer with him and let her wear a eunuch uniform. It would be more convenient for her to follow Xiu Sanniang to find other brothels to discuss business.
