In the blink of an eye, a week passed. That night, a loud noise suddenly came from the imperial study room. It was as loud as thunder, earth-shattering, and attracted the attention of tens of thousands of people in the palace.
Yang Xun stood in front of the desk covered in blood, still holding the flintlock pistol he had drawn before.
Yang Xun quickly loaded the ammunition and fired another shot out the window.
"boom!"
There was another loud noise, which was particularly loud in the silent palace.
Yang Xun looked at the Green Dragon and White Tiger not far away: "I'll leave the rest to you. Oops, I'm injured! Oops!"
After saying that, Yang Xun closed his eyes, softened, and fell to the ground.
Qinglong and Baihu looked at each other. The prince's acting was a little too clumsy, but they still shouted at the top of their lungs: "Here, there is an assassin. The prince is injured, come and catch the assassin!"
"The imperial physician is here. Where is the imperial physician?"
Hearing the shout, all the royal guards around the imperial study rushed over as quickly as possible.
As soon as he arrived, he saw Bai Hu, covered in blood, rushing out of the royal study with a knife and shouting: "Grandma, the assassin has escaped. Brothers, seal off the entire palace and follow me to catch the assassin!"
Following closely came several old doctors on duty from the Tai Hospital.
Several people, all in their sixties or seventies, were running out of breath. They accidentally tripped and fell. They rolled around on the ground and then got up and continued running. They didn't even bother to pick up their shoes after they dropped them.
Everyone knows that this palace is now headed by Yang Xun. If something happens to him, everyone in their hospital will die from top to bottom.
Several people hurried into the imperial study room and were shocked when they saw Yang Xun covered in blood. The leader among them quickly stepped forward to check Yang Xun's pulse.
At this moment, Qinglong's knife was suddenly placed on his neck.
"Old doctor, the prince is fine, but when you see others later, just say this..."
Qinglong leaned close to the ear of the imperial doctor and said something. The more the imperial doctor listened, the paler his face became, but he still knelt on the ground and said, "I obey your orders, and I will definitely cooperate."
Qinglong nodded and looked at the other imperial doctors: "And you, if anyone leaks any information, your family will be confiscated and your ancestors will be confiscated! From today on, you will have room and board in this royal study, and you are not allowed to leave even half a step!"
Soon, Diao Chan and Cai Wenji, who had received the news, also rushed over. When they saw Yang Xun who had been wrapped into rice dumplings by the imperial doctor, they rushed directly to Yang Xun and started crying. They cried like pear blossoms with rain, and broke down in tears. .
Lan Suisui, who came with Diao Chan, saw this scene, and a flash of joy suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Yang Xun was assassinated? Retribution! It would be better to die!
Diao Chan cried, looked at the old doctor beside her, and asked, "Sir, how is my prince?"
The imperial doctor glanced at Qinglong, and then used his lifelong acting skills, with a melancholy look on his face, and sighed: "Your Majesty's condition is not optimistic, but we have stopped your bleeding and used the best medicinal materials. Your Majesty, My body has strong bones and I can survive it, but I won’t be able to wake up in a short time.”
Hearing this, Diao Chan and Cai Wenji immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, sir!"
"This is the duty of a minister." The imperial doctor said quickly and fearfully.
Lan Suisui on the side suddenly became anxious. What does this mean? Yang Xun can't die?
Damn it, these dog doctors, what benefit has Yang Xun given you? Why are you trying so hard to treat him?
If Yang Xun wakes up later, she doesn't know that she will have to wait until the year of the monkey and the moon of the horse to take revenge.
At this moment, Liu Tianxi also rushed over, looked at Qinglong aside and asked, "How is the prince?"
Qinglong sighed, told Liu Tianxi again about Yang Xun's situation, and then asked, "Why aren't Xue Rengui and Jiang Wei here?"
Liu Tianxi suddenly showed an angry look on his face: "Don't mention it. After Xue Rengui knew that the prince's life or death was uncertain, he took 80,000 Xuanjia troops out of the city. Jiang Wei also immediately returned to the Qingzhou Army camp. These two guys must be going back to Beiyan Seize power!”
"Seize power? Then why didn't they kill the prince and occupy the capital?" Qinglong asked doubtfully.
Liu Tianxi sighed and explained: "Beiyan is now the richest place in the world. What does the capital have? Besides, both the Xuanjia Army and the Qingzhou Army were trained by the prince. If they knew that the person they wanted to kill was the prince, they would still Do you listen to Xue Rengui and Jiang Wei?"
"These two guys are definitely going to lead the troops back to Beiyan under the banner of the prince, and have the right to speak in Beiyan."
"Damn it, these two are eating everything inside and out!" Qinglong said angrily.
"But I have asked the Yulin Guards to take over the city and seal the city gate. As long as the prince can wake up, all problems can be solved." Liu Tianxi said.
"well done."
Qinglong said, looking at Qianhu on the side: "Send the order, Jin Yiwei will seal off the imperial city, and no one will be allowed to enter or leave. Anyone who violates the rules will be killed!"
The conversation between the two was loud, and all the information fell into Lan Suisui's ears word for word.
Yang Xun was injured and fell into a coma. The general in his hands sent troops back to Beiyan to seize power!
In other words, there are only Yulin Guards and Jinyi Guards left in Qianjing City!
If he could pass this news to Qinzhou and let his aunt persuade his uncle to lead troops to attack the capital, wouldn't Yang Xun be dead?
At this moment, a voice came from outside the imperial study: "How is Yang Xun?"
The next second, Li Miaoyin hurried in, her face unable to conceal the panic.
Looking at Yang Xun wrapped into a rice dumpling, Li Miaoyin was stunned. Yang Xun was fine yesterday, why did he suddenly become like this?
Although she is the one who hates Yang Xun the most, she is also the one who least wants Yang Xun to die.
Because she knew very well that only Yang Xun could save Daqian, and only Yang Xun could control Beiyan's hundreds of thousands of troops!
Although Yang Xun was a little arrogant and went too far, at least he did not rebel or kill her. She is still the empress and Daqian is still there. But once those other rebel kings come to Beijing, she, Li Miaoyin, will undoubtedly die, and Daqian will not be there either. Exist again.
She had put all her chips on Yang Xun. What would she do if Yang Xun died? What should she do to deal with those anti-kings?
Thinking of this, two helpless tears flashed across Li Miaoyin's eyes. Li Miaoyin walked to Yang Xun, shook Yang Xun's body and said, "Yang Xun, get up, I won't allow you to die. Get up, do you hear me?" "
Yang Xun, who was pretending to be fainted, was quite surprised when he heard Li Miaoyin's voice. He didn't expect that this girl would gnash her teeth at him on weekdays, but she didn't want him to die at the critical moment?
The reason why Yang Xun did this was firstly to seduce King Qin, and secondly to see what Li Miaoyin would choose at this time.
If Li Miaoyin took advantage of the situation and wanted to get rid of Yang Xun, Yang Xun wouldn't mind replacing someone else as the emperor.
But now it seems that Yang Xun seems to be judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
Seeing that Yang Xun didn't move at all, Li Miaoyin couldn't hold it back anymore and lay on the ground crying.
"Yang Xun, if you die, it will be the end of Daqian. You can't die. I won't allow you to die. You said that when I get to Beiyan, you will treat me to roasted toads. You can't break your promise, but you have to do it to deceive the king. Destroy the nine tribes!"
Seeing Li Miaoyin's true feelings revealed, everyone present could not help but feel a little moved, but no one stepped forward to remind Li Miaoyin that Yang Xun's life had been saved, but he was still in a coma.
Listening to Li Miaoyin's cry, Yang Xun smiled in his heart, little girl, you have some conscience!
But what the hell is roasted toad? Have I ever said such a thing?
