Meng Fusheng's eyes froze, and his expression immediately turned cold, "What do you mean by this?" ”

"What do you mean? Don't you get it yet? Ji Jingsheng walked out from behind the bookcase, like an elegant peacock pacing, his chin raised slightly, walked to Meng Fusheng's side, and whispered in his ear, "Bengong, are you playing tricks?" What do you think? Do you hear it clearly now? deliberately provoked you, deliberately made your emperor think that as long as you came over to apologize, this palace would spare your life. ”

Meng Fusheng's body instantly stiffened, the fist hanging by his side clenched tightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Why did you do this?" ”

Ji Jingsheng opened the distance between the two and laughed, very rampant, "Do you need a reason for this palace to do this?" Isn't it okay for Hongu to be happy. Oh no. ”

He stopped laughing, his eyes cloudy, "In order to get rid of a rival in love, I can get the opportunity to marry Miss Yan'er." You're happy with this reason. ”

"You're looking for death!" Meng Fusheng shouted angrily and shook his fist violently, but the fist finally heard less than two centimeters in front of Ji Jingsheng's eyes, he put down his fist fiercely and threatened, "Don't let me hear Yan'er's name from your mouth, you are not worthy." ”

Ji Jingsheng's expression was provocative, and he joked word by word: "I, good, afraid, ah." ”

Meng Fusheng glared at him gloomily, turned around and was about to leave.

"Did I let you go?" Ji Jingsheng stopped him coldly, "What kind of place are you here, you can come if you want, and leave if you want?" ”

Meng Fusheng didn't stop, and after putting his hand on the door, he didn't turn his head and said, "Since you didn't mean to make me apologize, why should I stay here?" ”

Ji Jingsheng laughed strangely, "No, what I want is for you to stay here forever." ”

"Someone's coming!" Ji Jingsheng suddenly raised his voice, "Help!" ”

The second his voice fell, the door was pushed open.

Gao Bo had been guarding the door with someone for a long time, and he couldn't wait to push the door in almost as soon as he heard the sound.

Gao Bo said that Meng Fusheng hadn't reacted yet, and he was confronted with a sandbag-sized fist on his head, which immediately made him lose the strength to resist.

He commanded viciously: "Beat me all to death." ”

Meng Fusheng was dizzy from the punch at the beginning, and he couldn't get up when he fell to the ground, and then there were overwhelming fists and feet, he had no power to fight back, he could only protect the vital point, and soon he had more air in and less air, and even his breathing was painful to scratch his heart and lungs, but this torture was not over yet.

Gao Bo was desperately entertaining him, so that he could breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time in the palace, a plainclothes guard hurriedly entered the imperial study and whispered a lot in Du Weizhen's ear.

Du Weizhen threw away his pen and strode out with a calm face.

It turned out that he was worried that Meng Fusheng was too impulsive, and if he didn't apologize, he would cause more trouble, so he asked people to follow him.

How did I think that the guards said that Meng Fusheng tried to assassinate the prince of Cangguo, and now he was dying, if they hadn't rushed in in time to stop it, Meng Fusheng would already be a corpse.

In Ji Jingsheng's room, he was sitting on a chair drinking tea leisurely, and there was still a big pool of blood on the ground that no one cleaned it.

Meng Fusheng was lying on the ground with a faint breath, and several guards were stopping the bleeding for him, his face was unbearable, and he couldn't help but muttered with a strong sense of justice: "The people of Cangguo are too heavy, if we hadn't come in early, Lord Meng would have died now, and they really regarded this as their own home." ”

An older one hurriedly grabbed him, "Don't talk nonsense, the emperor will come over later." ”

The guard reluctantly shut up, and secretly glared at the group of Cangguo people with resentment.

Soon there was a rumor that Du Weizhen was coming, and Ji Jingsheng got up from the chair slowly, but there was no tendency to go out to greet guests.

As soon as Du Weizhen came in, he saw Meng Fusheng, who was unconscious and seriously injured, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

Ji Jingsheng said casually: "Your Majesty, you are finally here, if you come one step later, I am afraid that I will die in the hands of Meng Fusheng." If he didn't want to apologize, I wouldn't force it, but he came and did such a thing, and you asked me to spare his life at that time, because I respected you, so I agreed, but look at the current situation, can you still stay? ”

Du Weizhen's face was not good, saying that Meng Fusheng wanted to assassinate Ji Jingsheng for no reason, how could he not believe it, besides, whether it was an assassination or not, it was uncertain? But now it seems that the evidence is basically conclusive.

He had to swallow his anger first, "Why did Meng Fusheng suddenly want to assassinate you?" ”

Ji Jingsheng's face darkened, "Your Majesty, are you saying that I deliberately let him assassinate me?" Or do you suspect that I have wronged him? It's not the first time he's done this kind of thing, and if it weren't for my people coming early, I wouldn't even have the chance to stand in front of you and speak now! You were also present at the time, and you can see with your own eyes how vicious he is, isn't it normal for such a vicious person to do this kind of thing for the second time? ”

Du Weizhen's breathing became heavier, he knew how good this matter was, "What do you want?" ”

Ji Jingsheng's expression softened, and he said with a smile: "One person does things and one person is responsible, and I will not have even the slightest doubt about the sincerity of your country's cooperation with Cangguo because of what he has done, so as long as Meng Fusheng is left behind, let me deal with it." ”

Du Weizhen immediately wanted to refuse, if Meng Fusheng fell into his hands, would he still have his life?

"Nope."

"Your Majesty." Ji Jingsheng bitterly said the Buddha statue, and brought a look of I am good for you, "Meng Fusheng is a thorough dangerous person, I helped you deal with him, didn't I do a good thing." You know, this wound is on me now, and next time, it may not be who. ”

Du Weizhen's clenched fists finally relaxed, with a little resigned feeling, "Can you spare his life?" ”

Ji Jingsheng shook his head and said, "I can't guarantee this." ”

In the end, Du Weizhen had to leave Meng Fusheng, who didn't know his life and death, and had no choice but to leave.

The Son of Heaven is guilty of the same crime as the common people, and the current evidence all points to Meng Fusheng's assassination of the prince of Cangguo, and there are lessons from the past, and the matter has been spread, even the people of Kunguo will not feel that there is anything wrong with Ji Jingsheng's handling method, but it is that he, as the emperor, is not clear enough to distinguish between public and private.

Du Yueyan soon heard about this matter, especially the news that Meng Fusheng was still seriously injured, which made her heart tightly together, she decided to separate from Meng Fusheng, but that heart never let him out, and his every move could still affect his heart.