Chapter XXXVIII

"The killers of the Blood Alliance raided you?" The Blue Emperor looked at him as if he had heard a great joke, "I am not sick enough to be deceived by others!" The Blood Alliance has never been an enemy of the royal family, and as a prince, how could they attack you? ”

Qing Li didn't say a word, but the Qing Emperor didn't intend to let him go, and continued: "What? Did I guess what you were thinking, so I was speechless? I know that you are unwilling to go on this errand, and any attacks and injuries are just a cover for the fact that you are deliberately late! ”

Qing Yuan was shocked when he listened, he never knew that his father had such a fierce side, in his memory, his father would hold him on his lap, feed him with his own hands, and often said, "Yuan'er is the precious son of his father, and he is the dearest person of his father!" And his mother, who is the most cherished woman in his life, never thought that his father would treat other sons like this, or that his father was just so suspicious of Qingli, if so, then is his sixth brother also related to the assassins who killed him, and does he also have ambitions to compete for the throne?

"If the father doesn't believe it, you can call the imperial doctor waiting outside the door to verify, the son's injuries have not healed so far, because the wounds have the unique toxin residue of the Blood Alliance, if it weren't for the important matter to see the father today, I'm afraid the sons are still recuperating in the mansion at this time."

Emperor Qing thought about it for a while, and instructed Nanshu: "Nanshu, go out and summon the two imperial doctors in!" Qingyuan hurriedly went out to deliver the decree, the sound of the door closing sounded, and only the Qingdi and Qingli were left in the room, and the Qingdi glanced at Qingli, who was sitting safely, and his eyes were sharp: "Where are you injured?" ”

Qingli silently moved, lifted the cuffs, and rolled up the sleeves little by little, revealing the bandaged wound, he pressed the wound before getting out of the car, so at this time, the wound was soaked with black and red bloodstains, and the Qing Emperor fixed his eyes on that place for a long time, "The martial arts of the people of the Blood Alliance are comparable to the forbidden army in the palace, you don't know martial arts but you can only hurt your arm under them, it's really incredible!" ”

Qingli took out his token from his bosom and said with emotion: "Fortunately, Erchen went out with this token this time, and when he dodged, he fell out, and the blood alliance people stopped, otherwise, Erchen is afraid that he will not have the life to come back to see his father!" ”

When Emperor Qing saw the token in his hand, his eagle eyes narrowed, and there was a little annoyance and embarrassment on his face, "Didn't you just say that you have something important to say?" Let's talk about it now! ”

"Please wait for my father, and when Nanshu comes back, his sons will be clear!" Emperor Qing didn't know what he meant, but he actually asked him to wait for a small attendant, and his face immediately sank: "Presumptuous!" ”

Qingli listened to the sound of approaching footsteps, and stretched out a finger to his lips, "Shhhh Father, you are not waiting for the retainer of your son, but ・・・・・・"

"And what?!" Emperor Qing answered and asked, at this time, Nanshu came to the house with two imperial doctors, because others were present, Emperor Qing didn't ask any more, and turned to the two imperial doctors kneeling in front of him: "The six princes are injured, I have just taken a look, it seems to be poisoned, you two go to treat the six princes!" ”

The two imperial doctors got up and came to Qingli's side, and respectfully waved their hands: "Your Highness, Rong Chen will check your wounds!" ”

Qingli smiled modestly, stood up, put his clothes on the throne and knelt down in front of Emperor Qing: "Father, the sons and daughters will go to the outer room with the two imperial doctors for diagnosis and treatment, and the sons will serve you first to relieve the boredom, and the sons will retire!" ”

Qingyuan was stunned on the spot, and he retreated? So what does he do? Without waiting for him to think about it, Emperor Qing took the first step to speak: "Nanshu, come here!" "He wants to see what kind of medicine is sold in Qingli's gourd!

Qing Yuan raised his feet and walked towards the Qing Emperor, here Qing Li had already withdrawn with two imperial doctors and closed the door, he stopped in front of the bed, met the sharp gaze of the Qing Emperor, his fingers unconsciously tightened the cuffs, his heart was nervous, uneasy, entangled in whether to reveal his identity, he wanted to follow Qing Li into the palace to explore the situation, but he did not think that he would meet his father so soon.

"You're not Nanshu!" While thinking about it, the voice of the Green Emperor suddenly rose.

At this point, Qingyuan simply stopped hiding it, raised his hand to peel off the thin layer of skin, revealed his appearance, looked at Emperor Qing and said, "Father! ”

With the sound of "Father" landing, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became relaxed, no longer as tight as when Qing Li was there, the source of this change came from the Qing Emperor, he watched the fake Nanshu take off the human skin mask, and turned into the emperor he thought of, reaching out in disbelief and groping on his face, with words in his mouth: "Am I dreaming?" You are far away! ”

From the time Qingli said that he would wait for Nanshu to come in and then explain the important things he was going to say, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he followed Qingli's words and left Nanshu, just to see what tricks Qingli was going to play, but he didn't expect that Nanshu was indeed pretending to be as he thought, but he never guessed that the person who pretended to be Nanshu was his distant son.

Emperor Qing's hand on Qingyuan's face trembled a little, "Yuan'er, let my father take a good look at you!" Pulling Qingyuan to sit on the edge of the bed, Emperor Qing looked at him intently: "How did you come back?" Are you in danger? Why did you enter the palace with Qingli? What do you do dressed up as Nanshu? ”

A series of questions smashed over, causing Qingyuan's eyes to turn red, he held Emperor Qing's hand with both hands, and his voice was choked: "Father asked so many questions at once, and his sons didn't know how to answer!" The man in front of him still loves his father, and his care for him is even more palpable.

After stabilizing his feelings, Qingyuan told the story of what happened on the way back to Beijing from the mountain: "Father, after receiving your letter, Erchen packed his bags and went down the mountain, but he met a group of people halfway up the mountain, their martial arts were very messy, and Erchen couldn't see who they were for a while. I can't blame him for this! ”

"Qingyue Bay? You are recuperating in Qingyue Bay, why didn't the national teacher say a word? Emperor Qing was faintly displeased, and pulled Qing Yuan to look at it distressedly: "Where is the injury?" Is the injury serious? Let the imperial doctor in the palace take a look at you again and prescribe some warm medicine for you! ”

Qingyuan patted his hand and said with relief: "Father doesn't have to worry, Erchen's injuries have been healed, thanks to the careful care of the national teacher's people, you don't have to blame the national teacher, he didn't know about Erchen's injury in Qingyue Bay, and according to the elders of Qingyue Bay, the national teacher hasn't been back for more than ten years, usually just letters, it's Erchen who is afraid of revealing his whereabouts, so he stopped them from sending the news to the national teacher!" ”