Xiao Chengguo.

Wen Renbai followed Jiang Shan and others back to the imperial city, and after everything was ready, everyone took the soldiers and the subordinates who surrendered to Cheng into the palace.

At this time, the sun was shining, but the atmosphere of the palace at this time still made people's hearts shiver. Everyone trembled and hid in the corner looking in the direction of the court, just waiting for the news to come out, and then they could put down the boulder in their hearts.

"Jianghe, I'll give you another chance one last time, if you take the initiative to surrender, I'll give you a chance too!" Jiang Shan looked at the river in front of him and said coldly.

"Hmph, if you want to kill, you can scrape! I will never surrender! Jiang He's expression was still the same, but the slightly trembling appearance of the right hand behind him had already revealed the fear in his heart at this time.

"Jiang He, how did your father die in the first place, you know in your heart that if you hadn't united these people to poison your father, he wouldn't have been seriously ill!" Jiang Shan said, pointing to the body of the person kneeling on the ground.

Looking at the corpse in the end, Jiang He sneered: "I don't understand what you're talking about!" ”

Seeing that he refused to admit it, Jiang Shan unfolded the thing in his hand, only to see that on it was a shabby yellow cloth full of blood letters, which was obviously cut off with a sharp knife and written.

Jiang Shan threw this blood book to Jiang He, but he was so frightened that he retreated again and again.

"This is written by my father in his own blood before he died, taking advantage of your absence! How dare you not admit it! Jiang Shan shouted angrily. Thinking of his father's favor for him at the beginning, he became more and more hateful to the person in front of him.

"What the hell? It's all nonsense! Jiang He didn't look at it, so he kicked the cloth that had fallen to the ground in front of him.

"How dare you!" Jiang Shan was in a hurry, he stepped forward and pulled Jiang He's placket, and stretched out his hand to punch him.

Because of the excessive force, both of them stumbled a little, and Jiang He was bleeding from the corners of his mouth. He reached out and wiped it, got up and mocked, "Me? I didn't do anything, what would I dare to do? ”

"Dare to quibble!" Jiang Shan stepped forward again and punched him, but Jiang He dodged sideways this time.

Jiang He looked at the crazy Jiangshan and laughed: "Jiangshan! Since I was a child, I have known that I am just a shadow beside you, and no matter how hard I try, I can't get a good father and emperor, but what about you? Even if you don't do well, you can still enjoy your father's favor for you! I'm not convinced! ”

"You beast! You don't even remember how good your father was to you! But that's all I remember! He felt that he was blind and regarded him as such a good brother.

"Haha! Am I a beast? Be! I'm a beast! You fed him that bowl of medicine with your own hands! Who do you say? Thinking of the original scene, Jiang He smiled more and more heartily.

"What?" Jiang Shan couldn't believe it. All he remembered was that he had been imprisoned in the prison when he woke up, and he had no memory of what had happened before.

He stepped back and forth, unable to believe that this was true.

"Your Highness, don't listen to him! He's definitely talking nonsense! Yue Ling'er stepped forward to help him and said loudly.

Jiang Shan ignored what she said, a fragment flashed in his mind, and his father's desperate eyes and the appearance of struggling for help appeared in his mind little by little.

He cried out and covered his head, shaking his aching head.

That's his father! The father who loves him the most! Why did he suffer the pain before he died, or did he send it with his own hands?

Jiang Shan only felt that he didn't know what he was doing, and he finally knew why his father said such a sentence in the last paragraph of the blood book.

He reassured him and told him not to blame himself.

His father was still thinking about him until the end, and he was still worried that he would find it difficult to accept the truth after he knew it.

"Father!" Jiang Shan shouted, "I'm sorry! ”

He fell to his knees in tears, tears already staining his front, and he slammed into the ground again and again in pain, and his forehead soon turned red. Everyone reacted and stepped forward to pull him up, but he still shook them off and knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Jiang He simply felt happy in his heart, as long as he could make him feel pain before he died, he would be willing to die.

"Jiangshan, Jiangshan! Do you still think you are a dutiful son? Do you remember when you poured that medicine on your father, your father was sorry and helpless? Oh! Surely you don't remember, do you? Jiang He ignored the people pulling him and shouted at the top of his voice.

His voice was a little changed because of excitement, sharp and harsh, Wen Renbai frowned and pulled him back, and said coldly: "Shut up!" ”

But where would Jiang He take his words in his eyes, and still talk to himself.

"Say no more! Please don't say any more! Yue Ling'er stepped forward and shook the river, hoping to shut him up.

But the more she prayed like this, the more happy and excited Jiang He became, he turned his head to look at Yue Ling'er, and said with a smile: "Ling'er! Don't you know that your father picked you up because it was just ......"

Before he finished speaking, he began to bleed for some reason. His throat was grunting and coughing, blood was pouring out, two lines of blood flowed from his bright red eyes like tears, and his ears and nostrils were bleeding at the same time, and soon he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground and died.

Yue Ling'er had never seen such a dead hair, but she felt terrifying, she screamed and retreated, only to be stopped by Yun Yifan.

"Senior sister...... Yun Yifan called her softly.

But no matter how he called, Yue Ling'er couldn't stop screaming at all.

Her body trembled like a sieve, her whole body was cold, the blood on her face had long since receded, and her eyes were wide open. Yun Yifan couldn't wake her up, so he had to slap her right hand at the back of her neck and help her limp body to go back.

At this time, except for Jiang Shan, who was still crying on the ground, everyone else retreated and silenced, and everyone did not dare to step forward to touch the corpse of Jiang He, only worried about what kind of poisonous aura his inexplicable dead body contained. But Yue Minghua stepped forward and whispered to someone to carry his body down.

After a while, Jiang He's body was taken down, and Jiang Shan was also helped up from the ground by Yue Minghua with his arms, and everyone surrounded the crazy Jiang Shan in the middle, carefully took him into the hall, and hurriedly invited the imperial doctor to come for treatment.

The chaos made everyone a little uncomfortable for a while, but now under Yue Minghua's arrangement, some order has finally been sorted out.

The imperial doctor soon came to the palace, he was first invited to treat Jiangshan, and then he was taken to Yue Ling'er for treatment.

"My lord, how are they doing?" Yue Minghua stepped forward and asked the imperial doctor who withdrew his hand from Yue Ling'er's wrist.

The imperial doctor recognized him as the royal gentleman who had taught His Royal Highness the Crown Prince before, and when he saw him coming to ask, he also replied: "His Royal Highness's forehead is seriously injured, and he is a little unconscious, so he needs to pay more attention and observation!" As for Miss Ling'er, she was just a little frightened, and she was fine. ”

"Thank you, sir!" Yue Minghua said and saluted lightly, he went to prescribe medicine, and a palace maid stepped forward to follow, and when the imperial doctor prescribed the medicine, he also followed to get the medicine and decoction.