This is Ling Jingshu's voice!

The imperial grandson suddenly froze and looked at the crown prince reflexively. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He saw the prince with a shocked face, saw the chamberlain standing beside the prince, and saw the chamberlain's grim smile. Seeing that the chamberlain was holding something in his hand and stabbing at the prince.

The prince was alerted to the danger, took a step back, and kicked the chamberlain hard. The chamberlain was kicked a few meters away and fell to the ground with a scream.

However, it was already too late.

The prince's waist hurt slightly, and he had been stabbed with a poisonous needle.

His heart was surging, and his face was quickly covered with a layer of black gas.

What a domineering poisonous needle!

The emperor's grandson's whole body was shocked, and his handsome face turned white: "Father! ”

The change happened so fast that everyone couldn't react. The emperor was still looking down at King Yan who had not stopped bleeding in his arms, and Wei Yan and Imperial Physician Zhou were bowing their heads to give first aid to King Yan.

The exclamations of Ling Jingshu and the imperial grandson reached everyone's ears one after another. It was just an instant, and the prince's face was already shaky with black gas.

A slender figure rushed over, supported the prince's body before the prince fell, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms as quickly as possible, poured out a few pills, and stuffed them into the prince's mouth.

The poison on this poisonous needle was too violent and domineering, and the prince was already unconscious, and his eyes were dim. I only heard a pleasant girl ringing in my ears: "His Royal Highness the Prince, this is the antidote pill, take it quickly." ”

Fortunately, she carried this bottle of antidote pill with her, and at this life-and-death juncture, she might be able to save the prince's life from the hands of Hades.

The prince still had a trace of consciousness and swallowed the pill with all his might.

And then he just fainted.

It was only at this moment that everyone reacted.

The emperor's face suddenly turned white, bloodless, and his voice trembled: "Wei Yan, go and save the prince!" Just go! ”

Although the injury on King Yan's chest was serious, there was no fear of his life in the end. And the prince, who was hit by such a fierce poisonous needle, was afraid that his life would not be able to be saved.

Wei Yan answered without hesitation, handed over the matter of rescuing King Yan to Imperial Physician Zhou, and then quickly went to the prince's side.

The prince was unconscious, and he didn't fall down because of Ling Jingshu's hard support. The crown prince strode over and grabbed the prince's other arm.

Wei Yan glanced at Ling Jingshu, who was nervous and pale, with distress and pity. It's just that the situation at this time is too urgent to say half a word.

The two hurriedly met their gazes. Wei Yan immediately set his gaze on the prince's face. The prince's face was flushed with black gas, and his breathing was very weak, which was a sign of severe poison.

It was too late to carry the prince into the house, and he had to be treated immediately.

Wei Yan's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and he commanded in a deep voice: "Gently lay His Royal Highness the Crown Prince on the ground, and I will bleed for him." ”

The imperial grandson seemed to be calm on the surface, listened to Wei Yan's orders, and acted according to the order without thinking.

Ling Jingshu had little strength, and Yang Wei on the side immediately stepped forward, replaced Ling Jingshu, and worked hard with the imperial grandson, carefully laying the prince flat on the ground.

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Wei Yan squatted down, and without hesitation, he picked up the thickest and longest golden needle and pierced it. Black blood soon overflowed from the golden needle, lining the prince's pale face, and it became more and more thrilling to watch.

The imperial grandson did not speak, silently wiping the blood stains for the prince with a handkerchief, his handsome face was like a statue carved in stone, exuding a palpitating chill.

No one knows how much he hates and chases at the moment!

Hate King Yan's ruthlessness! Annoyed with their own self-confidence and conceit!

He knew that King Yan had bad intentions, but he was confident that he could cope with everything, and stepped into the palace with a rash heart, and also stepped into this trap.

The female assassin in front of him assassinated the emperor, just a pretense.

King Yan blocked this sword for the emperor, which not only won the emperor's trust, but also successfully cleared his suspicions. Most importantly, it attracts everyone's attention. When everyone is defenseless, that's when the real assassins are launched.

King Yan's goal has always been the crown prince.

If it weren't for Ling Jingshu's carefulness and keenness, she noticed the strangeness of the waiter and warned her in time. If it weren't for Ling Jingshu's quick movements, she fed the prince the antidote pill in time. At this moment, the crown prince has already returned to the western sky......

As soon as the crown prince died, King Yan, who won the emperor's trust and favor, with the credit of saving the emperor's life, would naturally become the new prince.

What a Yan King!

What a gamble!

And he, for the sake of unspeakable selfishness, just wanted King Yan to show his feet as soon as possible in order to get rid of King Yan, and he didn't even care about the emperor's life. But he happened to fall into King Yan's calculation......

Since the day he was born, he has been a noble imperial grandson, and he has had a smooth ride over the years, and he unconsciously thinks highly of himself. kept saying that he wanted to deal with King Yan, but in fact, he didn't really take King Yan seriously.

This well-planned assassination was undoubtedly a blow to the head, and it was painful, but it also made him truly aware of the gap between himself and King Yan.

In terms of thinking, forbearance, and ruthlessness, he is not as good as King Yan. He still has a long way to go, and he has to really grow. Otherwise, how can we talk about the country?

The imperial grandson closed his eyes and forced back the tears that flickered in his eyes.

The boy bleeds without tears. Now is not the time to blame yourself!

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The emperor was holding King Yan who had lost too much blood and was unconscious in his arms, because King Yan was not suitable to move, no matter how worried he was about the prince's injury, he couldn't get closer, so he could only ask anxiously: "How is the prince doing now?" ”

Wei Yan was engrossed in administering the needle and first aid, deaf to all the voices.

Others are not qualified to answer on their behalf. The imperial grandson took a deep breath and replied without looking back: "Back to the emperor's grandfather, Imperial Physician Wei has been releasing poisonous blood for his father. ”

The poisonous blood is all black, and only when the poisonous blood flows is almost done, can the bloodletting be stopped, and then detoxified with decoction.

Fortunately, the poisonous gas has not yet hit the heart, and if it is a little late, the prince will die on the spot.

The emperor was anxious and angry.

He had six sons, two of whom died young, and the other two had already gone to the domain. Those who stayed in the capital were the most important eldest sons and favorite youngest sons.

Now the youngest son is seriously injured, and the life and death of the eldest son are unknown. It is tantamount to stabbing him twice in the heart. Each stab was deep and painful.

The female assassin committed suicide, and the chamberlain who assassinated the prince also bit the poison in her mouth and died.

Only the sword-dancing women were left in the middle of the guards, trembling with terror.

The emperor's eyes swept away, and his eyes were full of anger and murderous aura: "Take them all down and torture them." and all the maids serving in this palace, also take it down! (To be continued.) )