Chapter 78: The Fourteenth Prince Assassinated

After Wen Di was injured, Li Er didn't come to see her, for no other reason, Wei Chi Jincheng would run to her every day, and would tell her something about the palace and the court.

Yu Chi Longcheng heard that she was unwell, so he sent someone to ask her once a day, for fear that she really had three longs and two shorts. For the emperor's care, Wen Di really felt flattered. Inevitably, the emperor was too worried, so Wen Di asked Baoyue to grind, personally wrote a letter to the emperor, and asked someone to bring it into the palace.

It's just that the emperor was afraid that she would hide her condition, so he personally sent a doctor to diagnose and treat her, and sent a lot of tonic medicines. When did his father and emperor become so concerned about a son's side concubine.

When asked about the assassin of Yu Chi Jincheng, he just shook his head, and by the way, he tied the fruit in his hand with a bamboo skewer and fed it to her.

"These people must have something to do with Lan Qingqian, but Qingfeng Hall is now the power of which prince."

Swallowing the fruit, Wen Di looked at Yu Chi Jincheng, he frowned, but his eyes were full of tenderness when he looked at her.

"Speaking of which, the concubine has a bold guess." Wen Di looked at Yu Chi Jincheng and said, "The concubine is at the fourteenth prince's place, and he once saw the moon master, and he thought that he was afraid that I would die, so he asked him to treat me." The concubine heard that Lan Yu was rescued by someone before when I was injured, so she ......"

Speaking of this, she looked at Yu Chi Jincheng, and he immediately understood.

"Ai Concubine, you have a good rest, this king will come when he goes."

Baoyue and Xiao Qi saw that Yu Chi Jincheng was gone, and they both came to Wendi's couch.

"Master, does the fourteenth prince really have anything to do with Concubine Lan?"

Wen Di looked at Baoyue, who was extremely serious, and smiled: "I don't know if it has anything to do with it, it's just that it's true that he hurt this palace." The prince has long wanted to get rid of these brothers of his, didn't this time just give him an opportunity? ”

When Xiao Qi heard this, he nodded and said, "Miss, you are really smart!" Now, the prince not only avenges you, but also gets rid of a competitor and kills two birds with one stone! ”

Wen Di just smiled silently and didn't say anything.

The fourteenth prince Wei Chi Mo is not a fool, he dares to rob her in broad daylight, naturally there is a way to avoid everyone's eyes and ears. If it weren't for the unique connection between Li Er and her, I'm afraid that it would be really difficult for outsiders to find him! It's just that Li Er made a fuss last time, and he didn't know where he went again.

The left and right have little to do with her, the power struggle between men, Wendi doesn't want to participate too much, she just ponders, what method should be used to get the piece of jade on Yu Chi Jincheng's waist?

The mansion of the fourteenth prince has always been deserted. Maybe it's because this prince's health is not good, and none of the ministers who are at ease want to show friendship with him.

He had been sick all these years, and rarely went out, only today when he planned to go out for a walk.

The guards put the carriage on it, Wei Chi Mo sat in it, and soon the carriage arrived at the mansion of the third prince, Yu Chi Fengxuan. handed over the name post, and Yu Chimo entered the mansion under the guidance of the housekeeper.

Yu Chi Fengxuan had already gone down to the court at this time, wearing civilian clothes and frolicking with the princess and children in the courtyard, and when he saw his brother coming, he dismissed the people, and the two went to the inner hall to talk.

They sat down separately and began to greet each other.

Yu Chi Fengxuan took a sip of tea and said, "The fourteenth brother usually lives in a simple house, how can I think of the third brother here today?" ”

The evil smiled evilly, and Wei Chimo spoke: "Third brother, the younger brother is not in good health on weekdays, how dare he bother around, but he recently found a doctor, and his body has improved, so he came to the third brother to ask for a glass of water to drink." ”

"Oh? Tell me, which famous doctor is it? ”

"Naturally, it is the master of the Qingfeng Palace, and the moon boy is in the blue rain."

"I heard that this hall master has extraordinary medical skills, but his temper is very strange, and the fourteenth brother can actually invite him to heal you, this is creation!"

"Third brother, the younger brother's body is the master of the Qingfeng Palace, I am afraid that it can only be conditioned, if you want to be like all the brothers, it is impossible. The younger brother came this time to discuss another matter with his brother. ”

Yu Chi Fengxuan looked at his evil fourteenth brother, on weekdays, they only thought he was a sick man, but Yu Chi Fengxuan knew very well in his heart that he was definitely the result of some concubines in the palace fighting back and forth. He is much older, and he still remembers some things when he was a child. At that time, his fourteenth brother was a bright and beautiful child, and he was in good health.

"Fourteenth brother, you and I are brothers, what do you have to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

When Wei Chimo heard this, he smiled faintly and said: "Now some ministers in the court are ready to move, and the younger brother heard that the third brother also has someone here who has taken the initiative to make friends." ”

"Haha...... Fourteenth brother, you are very well informed about this news. Yu Chi Fengxuan laughed dryly twice, and looked at him meaningfully, "Everyone knows that the emperor's favorite is the old seventeen, what can our brothers do?" ”

"The third brother is wrong. Although it is true that his father favors the seventeenth brother the most, why is he reluctant to establish a prince? We have heard in vain that the dynasty has been 'the king of the leftovers' since ancient times, and I see that although my father likes him, he is also afraid of him! He wants to wait for our brothers to fight, and the one left behind will be the heir! ”

"Fourteenth brother, it's not good to talk nonsense! What a disrespect to the Holy Will in vain! ”

Yu Chi Fengxuan said, waving his finger in front of him.

Wei Chimo pursed his lips and smiled: "Third brother, between our brothers, there is nothing that cannot be said. Since the younger brother came to find the third brother, he had to make a decision with the third brother. The younger brother felt that the three of them had a very high prestige in the court, and if the third brother could win......"

Yu Chi Fengxuan understood, picked up the tea cup on the table, and gestured to Wei Chi Mo: "Then the third brother will definitely not forget the support of the fourteenth brother today." ”

The two talked for a while in the palace, and Wei Chimo went out and got into the carriage again.

The coachman raised his whip, the carriage slowly left, and the housekeeper looked at Yu Chi Fengxuan and asked in a low voice, "Lord Wang......"

Yu Chi Fengxuan squinted, looked at the direction in which Yu Chi Mo left, and hooked the corners of his lips: "Don't let others know about today's visit by the fourteenth prince." ”

"Yes, the villain understands."

The carriage creaked along the road, and Wei Chimo was a little drunk, poked his elbow and closed his eyes there, just listening to the sound outside getting quieter and quieter, making him slowly open his eyes.

"Coachman, stop!"

Wei Chimo felt that something was wrong, and commanded in a cold voice. But the coachman was unaware of it, and continued to drive the carriage forward.

"This king told you to stop!"

Wei Chimo was furious and lifted the curtain to go out, only to see a dagger stabbing at him.

"Boom!" The coachman kept waving the dagger at Wei Chi Mo, and only then did he react, daring that the coachman was replaced and was assassinated.

Wei Chimo did not panic, let the carriage run slowly in the forest, and fought with the coachman in the car.

The coachman's martial arts are not weak, and his movements are also very fast, and his moves are ruthless, stabbing at the major points on Wei Chi Mo's body. Yu Chimo pursed his lips tightly, constantly dodging attacks, and from time to time he withdrew his hand and slapped a few palms at the other party, but was also stopped by the other party.

Seeing that he couldn't tell the difference for a while, Wei Chimo was also a little angry.

They were out of town, and the grove was so quiet that there was only one coachman to stab him, and there was no guarantee that there would be no more people ahead. Thinking of this, Yu Chimo was a little angry, it was clear that Lan Jiyue of Qingfeng Hall was supposed to protect him secretly, why was there no one at the critical moment?

Yu Chimo and the coachman were fighting, the other party kicked his leg violently, Yu Chimo didn't dodge, he was kicked in the jaw and fell out of the carriage, and the coachman immediately jumped out of the car and stabbed him in the heart.

Wei Chimo rolled on the spot and dodged the driver's dagger, the coachman's strength was too great, the dagger was stuck in the ground, and he couldn't pull it out for a while. Seeing this, Wei Chimo hurriedly went over and fought with him.

The two exchanged gestures on the ground, looking at each other's gray-white faces, Wei Chi Mo expected that his coachman had been replaced, and this person must be wearing a human skin mask. It's just that who can kill him at this time?

Wei Chi Jincheng? His side concubine was held hostage, and there was once a secret guard to save people, but he thought that he was well hidden, and he was sure that the secret guard would not know his identity.

Yu Chi Fengxuan? He was indeed the most suspicious, but he showed favor to him and expressed his cooperation, and he definitely would not be in such a hurry to get rid of him!

Wei Chi Zhangyue? He's been a little quiet lately, could it be that he's secretly observing the movements of other princes?

Before he could think clearly, Yu Chimo was kicked in the chest by the other party, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood backwards.

"Lord Wang!"

At this time, the silver-clothed woman rushed over with someone, but it was Lan Jiyue, who was secretly protecting, who led people to catch up.

Wei Chimo just wanted to scold them, but when he saw that several women were all injured and looked a little embarrassed, he expected that they must have encountered an ambush. The other party has a good means, and even transferred his secret guards away, and then waited for the opportunity to assassinate him!

Lan Jiyue led people to rush up, and they all attacked the coachman, who protruded left and right, looking extremely embarrassed.

Wei Chimo stood aside, finally having a chance to catch his breath, he stroked his chest and looked fiercely at the coachman who had exhausted him just now.

Burst!

Yu Chimo stood there stunned, but his eyes were already blood-red. He looked down incredulously at his chest. A sword pierced through his chest, and the wound was bubbling with blood.

The sword was withdrawn, and Yu Chimo fell forward one by one. Seeing this, Lan Jiyue immediately rushed to him, held him up, and shouted, "Lord Wang! Cheer up! ”

The assassin wore a bronze mask, dressed in black, and several petals flew out with his shaking hands, and they all hit the opposite side, and several children fell to the ground, including the coachman.

Lan Jiyue blocked it for Wei Chi Mo a few times, and then raised her eyes, where was there still an assassin, she couldn't help but grit her teeth with hatred, and quickly stretched out her finger and pointed at the acupoints on Wei Chi Mo's chest, slowing down the blood flow first.

Seeing that the people she brought were all dead, Lan Jiyue's eyebrows moved slightly, hugged Yu Chimo, and caught up with the carriage that stopped in front.

In the woods, there was no one but the dead silver-clothed women and the coachman, and the gust of wind blew, and the smell of blood spread.