Emperor Tanglin Night Qianjing was seriously injured in the assassination, and the night rain owl took this opportunity to leave Junnan and return to Tanglin.

The Night Rain Owl gathered outside the Tanglin Emperor's dormitory with everyone, waiting for his summons.

"Imperial brother, imperial sister-in-law." Ye Yuting shouted in a low voice.

"Ting, what the hell is going on? How could a good father be assassinated? How was the identity of the Assassin checked? Night Rain said with a serious face.

"Alas, it's a long story, the identity of this assassin can't be found......" Before Ye Yuting could finish speaking, they only heard a slight sound of opening the door with a 'click', and everyone saw Gonggong Xiao slowly walking out of the Tanglin Emperor's bedroom.

Xiao Shaoqing glanced at the crown prince, then moved his gaze to the Yeyu Court, and said respectfully: "King Ting, the Holy One wants to see you." Please come with the old slave. ”

Ye Yuting frowned and asked, "Father only said that he wanted to see this king?" ”

Xiao Shaoqing nodded, and then said, "The saint said, let the prince and the others go back first, and then summon them another day." ”

When the night rain owl heard that only Ye Yuting was summoned, he couldn't help but clench his fists tightly and suppress the anger in his heart.

Xi Yueran, who was thin on the side, felt his anger at this time, naturally held his left hand, glanced at him gently, and turned to Xiao Shaoqing and said: "Father-in-law Xiao, this princess and the prince will go back to the house first, as soon as there is any news, please send someone to inform the prince." ”

Xiao Shaoqing bowed his head and said respectfully: "The old slave will definitely do." The old slave didn't give the prince, the princess, the princess, the concubine and the little prince.

The king of the court asked to go with the old slave, after waiting for a long time, I am afraid that the saint will be angry. ”

Night Rain looked at the back of Night Rain Court and their departure, and angrily turned around and took Xi Yueran's hand and left.

"Sister Huang, what do you mean by Father? Why don't you let the prince's brother disappear, but I want to see him.

It's really boring, forget it, this king doesn't care. Little chestnut, let's go home. ”

The one who spoke was the youngest son of the Tanglin Emperor, who was very playful, and looked leisurely all day long.

Princess Yeyutong did not answer the little prince's words, but stared thoughtfully at the tightly closed palace door.

Seeing that the imperial sister ignored him, the little prince couldn't help pouting, said hello to Nangong Yan, the concubine, and left with the little chestnut.

"Tong'er, let's go, presumably my father has a reason for doing this, let's go back to the house first and wait for news." Nangong Yan looked at the night rain boy who was in a daze, reached out and gently held her cold hand and said.

"Death, did you say that this day is going to change, how do I feel a little cold." Night Rain Child muttered.

"This day may be changing, Tong'er, let's go home, it won't be cold when we go home." Nangong Yan said meaningfully.

"Okay, go home."

Ye Qianjing summoned Ye Yuting alone, and he didn't see the others, which can be said to be Sima Zhao's heart, which is known to passers-by.

"I don't know what my father called when he summoned his sons alone?"

"Ahem, Ting'er, walk to my bed and let me see you."

Ye Yuting always felt that his father at this time seemed to be looking at another person through him, and his eyes were full of sadness.

"Ting'er, I'm afraid my father won't be able to do it. Over the years, your father has snubbed you a little, you don't hate your father, do you?

It was I who failed your mother, and it was I who indirectly caused her death. Over the years, I have never slept peacefully, and my days can be described as years.

Ting'er, my father promised your mother to take good care of you, cough cough... Ahem..."

Xiao Shaoqing saw that Ye Qianjing was coughing badly, so he immediately brought him a cup of hot tea and fed him to drink.

Seeing this, Ye Yuting couldn't help but ask: "Gonggong Xiao, what's wrong with my father, this tea?" ”

"This tea is a good medicine prepared by the Tai Hospital, in order to relieve the headache and cough of the saint." Xiao Shaoqing replied after helping Ye Qianjing lie down.

"Father, how long has it been like this?"

"For a few years, the Holy Lord's health has not been very good."

"Father, you ......"

Ye Qianjing drank hot tea and came to his senses, interrupted Ye Yuting's words, and continued: "Ting'er, I'm fine, you listen to me." I snatched the throne from your grandfather, ahem, I hated him at the beginning, and he targeted me everywhere, no matter how hard I tried, he never looked at me directly.

Ahem, I finally figured it out now, your imperial uncle was right, I was too paranoid at the beginning.

Ting'er, my father wants to ask you for something, I want to put the future of the people of Tanglin in your hands. ”

"Father, if you do this, where are you putting your imperial brother? Besides, Erchen was not interested in this throne. Ye Yuting said coldly.

When Ye Qianjing heard that he was not happy, the whole person was in a bad mood.

"Ahem····· Ting'er, you heard your father say that your imperial brother is too much like me, and he will do whatever it takes to achieve his ends, and I will put the country in his hands, I don't feel at ease. Ahem····· My son I still understand, ahem·····"

"Father, don't get excited, this matter should be put aside for now, you need to rest······" Ye Qianjing said soothingly.

Ye Qianjing's violent cough interrupted him, and Xiao Shaoqing had no choice but to bring him another cup of hot tea.

He took a sip of tea, felt more comfortable, and continued, "Ting'er, do you know that I don't have much time.

What I have decided is beyond doubt. Okay, stand down, I'm going to rest. ”

Ye Qianjing didn't allow Ye Yuting to say more, and closed his eyes directly.

Ye Yuting had no choice but to leave, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Shaoqing, it seems that he still refuses to forgive me, cough cough ·····, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for the day when I see him ascend the throne with my own eyes, cough cough ······"

"Holy Lord, old slave begs you to stop talking, you need to rest, everything will be fine, and the king of the court will one day understand your hard work." Xiao Shaoqing persuaded hard.

"Shaoqing, people are not as good as heaven. You quickly go and bring Hengzhi and the threshold to me, cough-cough-cough..."

"Don't worry, the old slave will do it." After Xiao Shaoqing left, four dark shadows in the bedroom of Ye Qianjing came to Ye Qianjing's bed together.

"Subordinates see the Holy One"

These four people are the ghosts and ghosts, the henchmen of the Tanglin Emperor, whose kung fu is unfathomable, and they are usually elusive.

"The identity of the assassin has been clarified?"

"Back in the Saint, the subordinates were incompetent and did not find out the true identity of the Assassin. Please condemn the sins of the Holy Lord. The four of them knelt down together and said.

"You all get up, since you can't find it, forget it, you have to pay attention to the prince, and send someone to secretly protect the king.

If I go, then you will be at the disposal of the king. Ahem... Alright, stand down! ”

The four of them looked up at the Dongling Emperor who was lying on the bed, got up and retreated quickly.