The princes pricked their fingers one after another and dripped blood into them, and without exception, they fused.

Lu Jinchen didn't say anything, just looked down at the silver needle, and felt that it was not a finger that was stabbed, but his throat.

There were rumors in the capital that he was not the emperor's son, and a few days ago he met an "aunt", if this blood is not fused today...

Jiang Yu saw his concerns, got up and stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness Sixth has coagulation, and it is extremely difficult to stop bleeding, please forgive the emperor..."

"What does that matter?" Lu Jinhe interrupted Jiang Yu: "I have blood coagulation powder here, just give it to the sixth brother, this is a ceremony that everyone participates in, if the sixth brother doesn't cooperate, isn't it not good-looking?"

"Your Majesty, princess, Your Royal Highness Sixth has a special physique, and the recurrence of the old injury a few days ago has not healed, please..."

"Mr. Jiang is really getting older and more worried, if the sixth brother can't do it, I will hold the needle for him."

Lu Jinhe deliberately said coquettishly and domineeringly, and enthusiastically stood up and walked to Lu Jinchen's side, how do you look like a child fooling around, you can't arouse any suspicion.

Lu Jinchen lowered his eyes, and his long curled eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes.

It seems that Lu Jinhe is determined to "drop blood for relatives" today.

Regarding his life experience, the court and China have a lot of doubts, and there are different opinions, and suddenly encountering such a situation, the ministers held their breath and watched Lu Jinchen's next reaction.

In the eyes of countless cold watchers, Lu Jinchen suddenly smiled heartily:

"Why is it bothering the seventh sister? It's just a small puncture, what's the big deal, Jiang Yu, come back. ”

Jiang Yu sighed silently and stood back silently.

The eyes of the ministers were still expectant, and even contained a lot of excitement.

For them, this may be just a royal vendetta, but for the parties involved, it may only be a matter of moments.

Song Huaijin looked at it, his brows tightly locked.

The situation in front of him is getting more and more wrong, what does Lu Jinhe want to do? What is Lu Jinchen worried about?

However, before she could think of the answer, her body had already stepped out of her seat and saluted Emperor Pingchu:

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Sixth had a recurrence of his old injury a few days ago, and he was afraid that he would be stabbed by an unstable silver needle, and he was willing to hold the needle for His Royal Highness Six."

Lu Jinchen raised his head suddenly, and the strength in his eyes suddenly cracked, revealing infinite tenderness.

It's her again.

Looking at the thin figure, he became even more determined in his heart - this time when he returns to Beijing, he must clean up the miscellaneous pieces that prevent him from becoming stronger.

In this way, you can protect her and deserve to have her.

Song Huaijin quickly got permission, and reached out to gently rub Lu Jinchen's index finger, as if he was comforting, as if he couldn't bear it.

In the end, he didn't dare to look at his eyes, but directly picked up the silver needle and pierced his fingertips with a ruthless heart.

Tick.

A drop of blood fell into the wine cup with a sound, and the drop of blood of Emperor Pingchu was entangled. After a long time, they finally parted ways.

The eyes of several princes around who saw the situation suddenly widened in surprise.

Lu Jinao immediately roared excitedly: "Lu Jinchen's blood is not fused, Lu Jinchen's blood is not fused!" ”

The audience was in an uproar, and the gossip almost drowned out all of Song Huaijin's nerves.

The intuition of many years of practicing medicine told her that there was a problem with this silver needle and the wine, and the taste was exactly the same as the package of medicinal powder that Lu Jinhe gave her.

Lu Jinhe showed a smug smile, and Emperor Pingchu's face was completely cold and frosty.

As soon as Lu Jinao saw the situation, he swaggered to Song Huaijin's side, picked up the wine cup on the table with one hand, and continued to add fuel to the fire:

"What's going on? The sixth brother has been a prince for so many years, but he is not the son of the emperor? Yes? Hahaha! ”

Lu Jinchen's lips were pale, and the Gu poison in his body was circulating slightly, as if there was a tendency to explode.

Otherwise, why did he want to kill Lu Jinao with one knife now?

He desperately suppressed the crazy thoughts in his heart, and suddenly snatched the silver needle in Song Huaijin's hand, and pierced Lu Jinao's finger with a needle.

A drop of blood "ticked" in the wine cup.

Lu Jinao was defenseless, suddenly shrank in pain, and said angrily: "What? was exposed and wanted to kill people?! ”

"Look!" The Ten Princes pointed to the wine cup in Lu Jinao's hand and shouted: "The blood of the second brother has not fused, and these three drops of blood have not fused!" ”

When everyone heard this, their nerves tensed again.

Lu Jinchen immediately snatched the wine cup, and stabbed the fingers of several princes in succession.

A few drops of blood swirled wildly in the wine cup, but there was no tendency to merge at all.

The princes were shocked when they saw it, and their expressions were more and more exciting, but they all had a tacit understanding and didn't say a word.

Lu Jinchen glared at Lu Jinao, knelt down with a solemn face, raised the wine cup and said in a deep voice:

"Father, there must be something wrong with this wine or silver needle, someone deliberately framed his sons, and asked his father to make decisions for his sons!"

Emperor Pingchu's face was paler than just now, and he covered his heart uncomfortably and frowned: "Imperial Doctor's order, come and check." ”

"Yes." The Imperial Physician Ling, who was over half a hundred years old, stepped forward and studied the silver needle for a moment and said:

"Your Majesty, there is indeed something wrong with this silver needle, it has been boiled in white sail water for a day and a night, and it has an excellent effect of preventing blood from fusing together."

Everyone immediately "chuckled" in their hearts, couldn't say what they felt, and were a little lost, but they seemed to be relieved again.

Lu Jinchen knelt on the ground, silent, not defending himself, how to look at how wronged.

Finally, this appearance evoked a little compassion from Emperor Pingchu:

"Chen'er has been wronged, I will investigate this matter well, if there are any rumors in Beijing in the future, don't blame me for being polite! Ahem, ahem..."

Emperor Ping Chu coughed twice as he spoke, and Lu Jinhe hurriedly patted him on the back nervously.

Except for the sudden coughing, there was no sound in the hall.

Lu Jinao felt that all eyes were focused on him, and he suddenly panicked, and he was crazy in his mind.

However, before he could come up with a reason, the roof suddenly collapsed without warning, and then a man in black fell and stabbed Emperor Pingchu with lightning speed.

And faster than him was a black shadow, "brushed" in front of Emperor Pingchu, intercepted the sharp dagger with his hand, and then kicked him to the ground.

The assassin's internal organs were almost dislocated by Lu Jinchen's kick, and he lay on the ground screaming and rolling.

The dagger "clanged" to the ground, and Lu Jinchen's hand was blurred with flesh and blood.

Several Kingsguards rushed in at the right time, knocking the assassin to the ground in a few blows.

Emperor Pingchu's face turned pale, how ugly it was, and he held his breath and said with difficulty: "Who sent you, say!" Ahem, ahem..."

The assassin was so painful that the green tendons on his forehead flared up, and he looked at Lu Jinao meaningfully for a while, and then gritted his teeth and shouted:

"A faint king like you, everyone in the world will be punished!"

But that glance made everyone have to think about the possibility of Lu Jinao being in a hurry to ascend the throne and buying murder.

Lu Jinhe's plan to "test relatives by dropping blood" had failed, and he was smashed by the sudden assassination, and immediately said angrily: "Who sent you?!" Say! ”

The assassin glanced at Lu Jinao again, swallowed his saliva, and seemed to be about to confess.

Lu Jinao was stared at so that his scalp was numb and his feet were weak, as if he was the thug who killed his father and killed the king, and shouted with little confidence: "No, what do you always look at me?"

His roar attracted everyone's attention to him again.

Seeing that something was wrong, Lu Jinhe immediately picked up the dagger on the ground that was stained with Lu Jinchen's blood, and walked straight to the assassin and asked, "Who sent you!" Say! ”