Qinghua Palace.

Bei Zhentian had already prepared a gorgeous meal, waiting for Emperor Wuyu and Feng Yunran.

He was accompanied by two favorite concubines.

He was sitting on the throne of the lord, and the two concubines were at his disposal.

What kind of father there is, what kind of son there is, the scum of Beichen Night is with the root!

"Father! Help, save your son. ”

The originally warm and beautiful atmosphere was interrupted by a scream.

Beichen Ye's face turned pale and limped into the Qinghua Palace.

"What's going on? Your virtue? How can there be a little bit of the prince's appearance. Bei Zhentian scolded angrily, and he had nowhere to vent his worries.

"Father, the son is wronged, the son is hurt, it is the imperial aunt who wants to poison the son, and the father wants to make the decision for the son."

Beichen Ye knelt hard in front of Bei Zhentian, his face was bleak as if he had experienced a catastrophe.

"What?" Bei Zhentian's newly relieved face became ugly again, "How dare she poison you?" Does your imperial uncle know about this? ”

"Back to my father, the emperor and uncle know, but he has always protected the emperor's aunt, and he also beat his sons and daughters with thirty military whips, and his sons and daughters are wronged." The more Beichen Ye spoke, the more humiliated he became, and he almost squeezed out two tears of the man.

When Emperor Wuyu and Feng Yunran walked into Qinghua Palace, they happened to hear Beichen Ye's tragic words.

Feng Yunran raised his eyebrows, yo! Can this scumbag still stand up and talk nonsense?

Emperor Wuyu is full of cold and evil energy, which makes it impossible to ignore the powerful coercion.

They came too fast, Beichen Ye didn't even have a mental preparation, and he was dumbfounded.

"Brother Huang, brother and sister, you came just in time, let's talk about it, why do you want to poison the prince?" Bei Zhentian questioned the two of them in a strange way, and it can be seen that he is the master of protecting the cubs, but it is a pity that the cubs in their family are not easy to protect!

Emperor Wufu pursed his delicate thin lips, as if he was restraining something, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Feng Yunran couldn't listen anymore and retorted: "Isn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince standing here well? Does the emperor want to wronged people with his own words? ”

"Wronged? You have given me the viciousness, and you dare to say that you are wronged? Beichen Ye looked at Feng Yunran, and was instantly amazed by her graceful and luxurious appearance, and couldn't help himself.

"Ah......h

"Ye'er, what's wrong with you?" Bei Zhentian hurriedly shouted outside the hall, "Someone, quickly pass on the imperial doctor." ”

Soon, a group of summoned imperial doctors surrounded Beichen Ye, and they helped Beichen Ye take the pulse one by one, but they couldn't detect any symptoms.

"How? What kind of poison did Ye'er get? Bei Zhentian asked the imperial doctor eagerly.

"This ......" the imperial doctor headed by him stopped talking, "Back to the emperor, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is in strong health and does not have any abnormal symptoms. ”

"How so? If he hadn't been poisoned, would he have hurt like this? Bei Zhentian pointed to Beichen Ye, whose face was distorted in pain, and roared angrily: "You quacks? I can't even check the symptoms, so what do I want you to do? ”

The imperial doctors hurriedly knelt in front of Bei Zhentian, one by one in a cold sweat.

"Emperor, the crown prince really has no abnormal symptoms, and it is not easy for the ministers to make conclusions."

Even if an imperial doctor makes a mistake, more than a dozen of them have diagnosed the same result, and it is impossible to make a mistake.

"Then why does he hurt like this?" Bei Zhentian asked rhetorically.

At this time, Beichen Ye was moaning in pain, and the broken hair on his sideburns was soaked with cold sweat, which didn't look like it was pretending to be painful at all.