"Get out?" Song Huaijin chuckled, and his voice sounded: "The deed and title deed here are all written in the names of Song Xun and Song Huaijin.

Now a few of you outsiders take advantage of my father's absence in the mansion to privately swallow my mansion without my consent, and what kind of Dali Temple Shaoqing Mansion will be changed?

Song Huaiyu, who do you think you are? What the do you think! ”

At the last sound, Song Huaijin came out, looked at the bronze mirror behind Song Huaiyu, raised his hand and fired a shot.

The bullet rotated at high speed and burst out, Song Huaiyu subconsciously dodged, accompanied by a scream of the bullet, and hit the bronze mirror with a "scandium".

"Haha." Song Huaiyu saw that it was easy to dodge, and immediately smiled, it seems that Song Huaijin is nothing more than that, and now on her territory, can she still let this lost dog get a bargain?

She smiled softly: "Song Huaijin, you are not lightly injured, you can't hold the musket steadily, and you still want to show off your martial arts with me here... Ahh ”

The next moment, the bullet bounced off the edge of the bronze mirror and pierced through her palm with unmistakable accuracy.

Song Huaiyu's hand hurt, and the seal in his hand brought a string of blood beads to fall quickly, and smashed on the white stone ground with a "clanging", which was extremely harsh and crisp.

Song Huaiyu's sharp scream suddenly sounded, and the eardrums of the people who shook him hurt.

She trembled and clutched her injured wrist with her other hand, looking at the pierced palm, watching the blood gushing out, tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

The severe pain instantly swallowed all of Song Huaiyu's will, and she was confused. There was only one thought left in Kan's mind.

Blood, a lot of blood... She's going to die!

She's going to die!

Who will save her! Who will save her!

Song Huaiyan's eyes changed, and he immediately turned around and turned out of the medicine box that was always available in the room, grabbed Song Huaiyu's bloody hand and wrapped it around it three or two times, and hurriedly cleaned up this terrible scene.

Fahrenheit was not lightly frightened, his body fell backwards, one did not stand firmly, and his legs fell on all fours.

The back of his head slammed into the ground, making a "bang" sound, provoking Song Huaiyan's last fragile nerve.

finally bandaged Song Huaiyu, and Song Huaiyan dared to look up at Song Huaijin who was standing in the wind.

The distant sky gradually turned white, reflecting half of the sky, while the other half was still in the darkness of the future.

Song Huaiyan was surprised to find that Song Huaijin was on the side of the light, and they were all reflected in the darkness.

Song Huaiyu was confused, how could he directly sell his father because of a few words from a person who was still unsure?

The family was originally discordant, but in the end it came to this point of life and death.

"Big sister." Song Huaiyan cleared his dry throat and said: "My mother and I didn't know that Huaiyu would do this, and we didn't expect things to turn out like this, I apologize to you on her behalf."

I will go to the palace to explain this matter to the emperor, even if I give up my name, I can't let my father be wronged. ”

Song Huaiyan was obviously afraid, and even the end of his voice was trembling, but he still said it logically and clearly.

Song Huaijin didn't say a word, looking at her quietly.

This is the first time she feels that Song Huaiyan, as the first talented woman in the capital, is obviously different from Song Huaiyu and Hua's.

……

Palace.

Gu Zhiyan thought about the reason all the way before pushing the door into the Taiji Hall.

Emperor Pingchu had just gotten up and was about to go to the court, when he saw Gu Zhiyan push the door in, and turned his eyes to look:

"Zhiyan, what is it worth running over early in the morning, can't you say it in the court?"

Gu Zhiyan bowed his head and saluted: "Regarding the matter of Prime Minister Song, the minister thinks it is better to tell the emperor in private." ”

Seeing her serious face, Emperor Pingchu waved his hand to signal the waiting palace maid to leave, turned around and sat at the table in two steps, and took a sip of tea. Only then did he say, "Say it." ”

"The minister feels that this matter is very strange, and he can't immediately behead Prime Minister Song Cheng, and further investigation is needed, because the minister's people found out last night..."

"Come here."

After getting the permission of Emperor Pingchu, Gu Zhiyan lowered his head and walked to his ear, and whispered: "The minister's people found out yesterday that this matter is related to the queen's mother. ”

Emperor Pingchu's eyes shrank suddenly, and he choked a few coughs uncontrollably in his throat.

Gu Zhiyan immediately got up and patted him on the back to soothe his breath.

Emperor Pingchu's heart fluctuated violently a few times before he gradually calmed down, and his spirit was obviously not as good as just now.

When he met an assassin at the New Year's banquet before, he sent someone to investigate, and the result was naturally Lu Jinao, otherwise he would not have grounded the prince for no reason.

But the more he thinks about it these days, the more wrong it becomes, with Lu Jinao's brain, how could he come up with the assassination of Lu Jinchen?

He thought about the person behind this, and there was only the queen alone.

This woman is too ambitious!

"Okay, postpone the disposal of Song Xun, and you will continue to investigate for me."

"Yes." Gu Zhiyan helped Emperor Pingchu to get up, carefully tidied up the dragon robe that had just been crumpled for him, and said patiently:

"When the minister just came over, he found that it was a little cold outside, would the emperor like to add a cloak?"

Emperor Pingchu's eyes froze, and he smiled bitterly: "You are still careful, those sons of mine only pay attention to the dragon chair, why have you ever cared about this?"

Emperor Pingchu's eyes lit up as he spoke, and he suddenly remembered something. Stretched out his finger and pointed to the shelf next to the dragon's bed:

"I remember, Lao Jiu also gave me a cloak, it's rare that this kid has this heart, you go and bring it to me!"

"Yes." Gu Zhiyan walked over and searched for a long time, and finally found the wool cloak embroidered with "Phoenix Nirvana".

As soon as she unfolded it, she felt a smell of medicine rushing into her nose, making her extremely uncomfortable - is this the smell of the emperor's medicinal incense?

She took it for some reason, gently draped it on Emperor Pingchu, and asked while tying his cloak for him:

"Is the incense used for the emperor's lavender also mixed with traditional Chinese medicine?"

"This... I haven't been paying attention lately. Emperor Pingchu coughed twice, frowned slightly at this strange smell, and thought to himself that he would let the palace maid change incense later.

But as soon as he took a step, he suddenly felt his breath stagnate, and his whole heart began to beat violently, and he did not stand firm under his feet, and staggered forward.

"Your Majesty!" As soon as Gu Zhiyan was nervous, he immediately reached out to support him, and immediately dragged him to the dragon bed with all the strength in his hand.

But the moment she put it down, her pupils suddenly locked, and cold sweat instantly overflowed her palms - Emperor Pingchu's face was pale, his whole face was wrinkled beyond measure, and his dry throat let out a few painful and vague lows. Recite.

Wasn't it okay just now? Why is it all of a sudden...

Gu Zhiyan pinched his arm fiercely, and let the sharp stinging pain remind him: "Pass on the imperial doctor!" Tell the Imperial Doctor! ”

Her voice changed tone, but the palace maid guarding outside did not appear for a long time.

She was about to turn around and look for herself, but the door suddenly opened, and it was the queen standing at the door.

The queen was still graceful, and with a few of her most trusted palace maids behind her, she walked towards Emperor Pingchu unhurriedly.

Gu Zhiyan immediately sensed that something was wrong, and immediately raised his hand and pulled out the musket on his waist, loaded it with a "click", and aimed it at the queen's head full of flowing gold.

"Queen Mother, what do you want to do?"

The queen chuckled, and took two steps forward unhurriedly and gently pressed Gu Zhiyan's gun:

"Lord Gu, the emperor is about to die, why can't you tell the situation?"

Gu Zhiyan clearly heard his heart "popping", and his ears rang: "The medicine incense on that cloak... It's you..."

"That's right, it's a little medicine that can cause heart disease, the emperor's heart is not good, and after the incident, no one can find anything wrong."

Emperor Pingchu's ears were not completely deaf, and a pair of bloodshot eyes had protruded, glaring at the queen fiercely, hating to drag her into hell too.

However, with his current physical condition, he can't even scold a word of "slut"!

"Master Gu." The queen's smile was bright and amiable, and her words to Gu Zhiyan were quite seductive:

"Don't be confused about the situation, the last person the emperor saw before he died was you, if you don't want to be convicted and want to continue to sit in the Thousand Machines, do you know what to do?"

Gu Zhiyan trembled, the hand that held the musket slowly let go, closed his eyes and breathed three times.

Then, turn around and leave.

She had only traveled for seven days, and she didn't want to get involved in the battle for imperial power.

As soon as he went out, Gu Zhiyan immediately found out Song Huaijin's system and quickly edited a message:

The emperor suddenly had a heart attack because of the wool cloak of the Nine Emperor Princes, and he has died, and the new emperor will definitely give amnesty to the world after he ascends the throne, and your father is fine.

With that, he raised his hand and closed the system, and left the palace with the people from the Thousand Machines Department as fast as possible.