"Your Majesty, if the county lord's illness had not been delayed, Weichen would have been ninety percent sure that the county lord would have recovered. But now ......"

Yin Juanbai wanted to speak and stopped, met the emperor's cold and terrifying gaze, and said cautiously: "Weichen can only do his best. ”

"Do your best?" Wei Zhao coldly repeated these four words, the killing intent flashed in his ink eyes, and the fierce beast locked in his heart was about to break out of the cage in the next moment.

Xie Yanhe raised his finger and gently tugged Wei Zhao's sleeve, and his tone was cold: "Why should Your Majesty implicate the innocent." ”

Wei Zhao hooked his thin lips and looked unpredictable: "Yin Juanbai, are you guilty?" ”

Yin Juanbai smiled bitterly in his heart. Although he is a master of the five grades, as a doctor, he is naturally inferior to those court officials who were born in the imperial examination.

What's more, the profession of imperial doctor is the most likely to be angered by the nobles in the palace, and curing the nobles is to fulfill the duty of a doctor, and if it is not cured, it is a capital crime to kill the head.

Faced with the emperor's questioning, Yin Juanbai did not dare to defend himself, and directly knelt on the ground to plead guilty: "Weichen is incompetent, Weichen is guilty." ”

"Your Majesty, the slave has something important to say."

Basho suddenly knelt on the ground, and his calm voice broke the atmosphere of slaughter in the room, invisibly relieving Yin Juanbai.

Xie Yanhe breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "Lord Yin, you don't need you here, you can retreat first." ”

Yin Juanbai secretly raised his head, seeing that the emperor had no intention of objecting, he glanced at Xie Yanhe with gratitude, and exited the inner room silently.

"Your Majesty, the county lord was seriously ill that day, and the slave maid and another sister beside the county lord left the house overnight to ask Yin Yuan to come to the county lord for treatment. It's just that on the way, he met Jin Wuwei who was patrolling the night, and Zhonglang stopped Chen Zilin and his slaves and maids on the road. The slave maid was in a hurry, so she had to show Chen Zilin the waist card of Qinglongwei, but Chen Zilin still refused to let him go. ”

Basho's words are straightforward and straightforward, without mixing half of his personal feelings, which sounds particularly credible.

Seeing that the emperor did not stop herself, she continued: "The slave maid was in a hurry, so she had to go to Songfu to ask for the right general Songyan, and after getting the Tiao Chen, she invited Yin Yuanzheng to come. When I returned home, I happened to bump into His Majesty. Your Majesty, the county lord will have this catastrophe, and Chen Zilin will not be able to escape the blame. ”

As Basho said more and more, Wei Zhao's face became more and more ugly, and a pair of black clouds were surging, and the killing intent was rampant.

His anger that he had nowhere to vent finally found an outlet, and Wei Zhao said in a deep voice: "Kong Siquan. ”

"The minions are here." The emperor's anger could be felt even by Kong Siquan through the screen, and he quickly responded with a chill in his heart.

"Take down Chen Zilin immediately. The rest of the Chen family was exiled for 3,000 li. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Kong Siquan sighed in his heart. Good words can't convince damn ghosts. Since this Chen Zilin has touched His Majesty's heart, liver and flesh, don't blame His Majesty for taking his sacrificial knife.

Xie Yanhe secretly lowered his eyelashes, and the joy in his peach blossom eyes flashed, as if a small pebble had been thrown into the quiet lake with clear water and no waves, causing ripples and dots, and soon dissipating into invisibility.

All the waves are hidden under the calm and waveless water.

Xie Yanhe has been laying out for so long, and he does not hesitate to damage his body, not to make peace with Wei Zhao in disguise, only Chen Zilin is her ultimate goal.

Bathing in cold water, taking the Priming Pill, and finally getting sick in the middle of the night, everything was calculated by Xie Yanhe.

Including the cherry on duty, Chen Zilin, who happened to be in charge of patrolling tonight, and the plantain who went to invite Yin Juanbai to visit the doctor, are interlocking and indispensable.

Chen Zilin is the brother of the crown princess Chen Rong, Xie Yanhe killed the Chen family so badly, how could Chen Zilin not retaliate. And when she became ill, she happened to be in curfew, which just gave Chen Zilin an excuse to take the opportunity to make things difficult.

In the end, everything was as Xie Yan expected.

Wei Zhao knew that she was sick on purpose, but he didn't suspect it, after all, her heart disease was real, and Chen Zilin's difficulties were also real.

Jin Wuwei is in charge of the palace and the patrol of the capital, and the position of the Zhonglang general is too important. What's more, Huang Weijue handed over the news a few days ago that in the list of officials for this promotion, Chen Zilin will be promoted to the position of General Jin Wuwei without accident.

If Chen Zilin gets what he wants, after Xie Yanhe enters the palace, he will definitely be constrained by Chen Zilin, which is like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to ambush in the shadows, and he will bite himself at any time.

How could Xie Yanhe take such a risk!

The hundred turns and thousands of turns in my heart are only in a moment. Xie Yan and his lips were bent and he smiled, but his bright eyes showed a little self-deprecation.

She said softly: "Chen Zilin's crime is not to death, Your Majesty is angry." ”

Hearing this, Wei Zhao's gaze fell on Xie Yan and the charming face, and a pair of deep ink eyes firmly locked Xie Yanhe, taking in any subtle changes in her face.

"Are you pleading for Chen Zilin?"

"Why should I intercede for someone who wants to harm me?" Xie Yanhe asked rhetorically.

Her beautiful eyes blinked, her clear eyes were as clear as water, and her soft tone was a little girl's duplicity: "I just think that His Majesty's punishment of Chen Zilin is too harsh, and he will not die for his crimes." ”

"He also said that he was not soft-hearted." Wei Zhao stretched out his index finger, tapped Xie Yanhe's pretty nose, and said inexplicably: "Mianmian, do you know...... Chen Zilin is the brother of the crown princess. ”

Xie Yanhe's thick eyelashes fluttered, and a look of understanding appeared in her peach blossom eyes, and she said politely: "It turns out that this is the reason why he made things difficult for Basho." I didn't get sick once, and I don't know how many people would be secretly disappointed. ”

"Angry again." Wei Zhao kissed Xie Yanhe's heart, and his palm lightly pressed against her cold cheek.

Knowing that Xie Yanhe's current good face was only possible because he was blackmailed by Xie Han, Wei Zhao was still indulged in Xie Yanhe's gentleness and delicateness, just like drinking to quench his thirst.

Especially, after tasting her sweetness and affection, and experiencing the beautiful taste of mutual affection, now it is doubly painful, painful to the point of spasm of limbs, pain to numbness and despair. But he still has to pretend that nothing happened, as if he was invincible.

Wei Zhao hid the self-deprecation that flashed in his eyes, looked intently at the delicate and soft little girl on the bed, and said softly: "Now, do you still think that he is not guilty to death?" ”

Xie Yanhe curled her lips, her smile as bright as a flower had a touch of innocent cruelty, she shook her head, and her voice was as sweet as honey: "I will feel that he is innocent of death." ”

Xie Yanhe thought, since Wei Zhao had already named Chen Zilin's identity, why did she pretend to be generous. She just wants to put the contradiction between herself and the East Palace on the table and let Wei Zhao make a choice.

Is the crown prince the country's capital important, or is his so-called pearl in his palm and the weight of his heart and blood heavier.

Wei Zhao was not surprised by Xie Yanhe's coldness. Whether it was in the past or now, she has never had the virtues that everyone has in her beauty.

Wei Zhao doesn't love a beautiful model who is as kind as water and has a vague face, but a little pepper who dares to play tricks on him and dare to slap him.

"Mianmian, what about me? In your heart, what sin will you condemn me? Wei Zhao's ink eyes tightly grasped Xie Yanhe's gaze, and his originally gentle gaze revealed a hint of fierceness, as if the next moment would break through Xie Yanhe's disguise and look into the depths of her heart, leaving her with nothing to hide.

Xie Yanhe felt for a moment that everything he had had been seen through by Wei Zhao. The fingers she hid in her sleeves secretly pinched her palm, and with a sharp pain, she didn't let herself avoid Wei Zhao's sight.

"Does Your Majesty want to know?" She curled her lips shallowly, and her peach blossom eyes were rippling, as if the stars in the sky had merged into her bright eyes, shining and dazzling.

Wei Zhaomo's eyes deepened, and the fierceness hidden in his eyes was like ice melting, gradually melting into a pool of quiet deep water.

Xie Yanhe raised a pair of lotus arms, hooked Wei Zhao's neck, and pulled it down. Her soft cheeks were pressed against the man's neck socket, and her shallow breath brushed against the position of the man's Adam's apple, numb, itchy, I was afraid that no matter how hard the man's bones were, they would be soft.

"I hate Your Majesty, but I can't live without Your Majesty." Xie Yanhe's voice is tactful, like the sound of a warbler, boundless and charming, but there is the innocence of a girl who does not understand the world, so contradictory, and so charming, it makes people want to find out.

"Why don't you teach me Your Majesty...... What should I do? The girl's deliberately long tail note was so charming that it seemed to be able to drip water, and half of Wei Zhao's body was crispy.

He leaned down, pulled the girl's arm down, raised it to the top of her head, and was just about to kiss Fang Ze, but saw the girl's chest rise and fall violently, and the mouth opened slightly, and before Wei Zhao could react, he opened his mouth with a low cough.

The (desire) thoughts that surged out of Wei Zhao's heart were suddenly extinguished by a basin of ice water, and there was not even a trace of spark left.

The green tendons on his forehead jumped violently, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Bring the medicine." ”

Xie Yanhe was extremely tired of the bitter taste of the decoction, and every time he drank it, he would vomit more than half of it.

After Wei Zhao learned about it, he was distressed and helpless, and immediately asked Yin Juanbai to find a way to develop a pill that was easy to take. After having the pills, Xie Yanhe finally didn't have to be persecuted and begged by his grandmother and maid after taking the medicine.

Wei Zhao took the warm water handed over by his subordinates, personally coaxed Xie Yanhe to take the medicine, patted her back for her, and asked softly, "Is it better?" ”

Xie Yanhe's cheeks were flushed, his beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and he shook his head pitifully: "Your Majesty, I'm uncomfortable." ”

Wei Zhao's heart was sour, and he instantly clenched his back molars, so that he didn't lose his temper in front of Xie Yan.

He gently rubbed the slightly cool skin on Xie Yan and Xuexue's neck, and said earnestly: "Now that you have suffered? Do you dare to joke with your body in the future? ”

Xie Yan and Meimei's eyes flashed, and she silently retorted in her heart, of course she dared.

Wei Zhao silently tightened the little girl who was as delicate and fragile as porcelain, his fingers went up the skin on the snow neck, and kneaded it heavily on her soft earlobes, and comforted him gently: "Don't be afraid of sleep, I have urgently summoned Lou He to Beijing, he is the most powerful divine doctor in the world, and he will definitely cure your illness." ”