Feeling the heat rushing to his face, Jun Zhiyao frowned tightly, and subconsciously turned away in disgust.

Song Yan grabbed Jun Zhiyao's shoulder with one hand and suddenly snorted.

Jun Zhiyao was puzzled and looked down.

"Ahh

Without waiting for Song Yan to speak, Jun Zhiyao was panicked at first, and sat on the ground in fright.

A dagger was plunged into Song Yan's abdomen, blood gushed out, the dagger could no longer see the original color, and even Song Yan's hands were already stained with dazzling red.

Jun Zhiyao's eyes widened, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Someone's coming!" Song Yan shouted for help vigorously, and he could tell that he was very hard.

Immediately after, Song Yan bent over, one hand supporting the ground, and the other hand still holding the dagger tightly.

The shouting attracted the prison guards, and the noisy footsteps got closer and closer, but Jun Zhiyao couldn't be distracted at all. He stared at Song Yan's wound motionlessly, only to feel dizzy.

Jun Zhiyao is naturally not afraid of the dead, and there are countless people he has killed, let alone what he has seen with his own eyes. But Jun Zhiyao knew that this time he was afraid that he would be cheated by Song Yan.

There were only two of them left in the cell, and it was Song Yan who was injured, and Song Yan had the strength to say anything, but he was speechless and suffered this dumb loss.

"Quick! Go and report to the emperor! The prison guards were taken aback when they saw this, and hurriedly ordered the soldiers on the side.

Song Yan has a special identity, and because the emperor has not been executed after staying in prison for many days, the prison guards do not dare to delay, they are afraid that the emperor will still be useful if he keeps Song Yan.

Influencing the emperor's work is a capital crime!

"Stop it all for Lao Tzu!" Jun Zhiwu yelled. His voice was loud and clear, even more so in the silence of the prison.

"Fifth prince, if I die, you won't be able to live." Song Yan understood Jun Zhiyao's intentions, in order to shut himself up forever, he didn't have to say anything in front of the emperor, Jun Zhiyao would definitely stop doing nothing and let him die completely.

But if he Song Yan is really so ignorant, how can he live a good life until now.

Song Yan's words were like thunder, and Jun Zhiyao, who was shocked, suddenly came to his senses.

"The Five Princes." Seeing that Jun Zhiyao Mu did not respond in place, the prison guard cautiously shouted Jun Zhiyao.

Song Yan has already been injured like this, if he is not sent out for treatment, I am afraid that he will not be able to save him. When the time comes, don't talk about the king's distance, I am afraid that these prison guards will be the first to be used by the emperor to vent his anger.

Jun Zhiyao pursed his lips tightly and stopped talking.

Yongle Palace.

Jun Shitong was sitting in the main hall playing the piano.

The slender jade fingers pluck the strings, and the sound is graceful and beautiful, like a spring breeze, and like autumn dew.

"Princess! Princess! ”

The little palace maid stumbled and rushed to the palace with her skirt, but before anyone came in, the shouts first reached the ears of Jun Shitong and Qingluan.

"What's the matter? Shocked. Qingluan's tone was very impatient, she took two steps forward, and stopped her mercilessly without waiting for the little palace maid to approach. Didn't you see the princess playing the piano! ”

After that, Qingluan glanced at the little palace maid impatiently.

Jun Shitong didn't seem to be able to hear the quarrel not far away, the movements in her hands never stopped, and the beautiful piano sound flowed from between her fingers.

"Princess, Sister Qingluan, the Qianqing Palace has sent a message, saying that Imperial Doctor Song suffered an accident in the prison, was stabbed, and shed a lot of blood, and at this time the Imperial Hospital is calling for treatment!" The little palace maid was panting and hurriedly brought the words.

No one in this palace who has stayed a little longer has not heard of Song Yan and Jun Shitong. However, why the two have changed from a like-minded fairy couple to enemies, no one has been able to say so far.

Jun Shitong's eyes were slightly empty, and she quickly returned to her normal appearance.

"What does he have to do with the princess." Qingluan raised her eyebrows, completely unimpressed when she heard the news of Song Yan's injury, and looked at her as if she was still a little gloating. "Let's go down."

Without waiting for Jun Shitong to speak, Qingluan had full authority to order the little palace maid to retreat.

The most talkable person in this Yongle Palace is when he is no longer Jun Shitong.

"Princess." After the little palace maid left, Qingluan turned around, and when she faced Jun Shitong, her tone was a lot gentle, which was completely different from the bitterness and meanness when she treated the little palace maid. "It seems that Imperial Doctor Song should not suffer a minor injury, do you want to go and take a look?"

Qingluan asked tentatively, a pair of eyes staring at Jun Shitong, with a strong sense of temptation.

"What do you have to do with me?" Jun Shitong responded coldly. What Qingluan said to the little palace maid just now, now Jun Shitong said it to Qingluan again.

Qingluan paused, looking at Jun Shitong's eyes, there was a hint of suspicion.

She didn't believe it, she didn't believe that Jun Shitong could forget Song Yan so simply.

"What's more, he is a doctor himself, and he can't save other people's lives, so he should be able to save himself." Jun Shitong snorted coldly, and her tone was quite sarcastic.

Maybe thinking of the past, Jun Shitong's expression was stained with a layer of resentment.

"The slave and maid understand." Qingluan nodded.

"I'm a little tired, help me boil water and release flowers, and I can rest after bathing." Jun Shitong suddenly ordered Qingluan again. She was leisurely, yawning as she spoke, not taking Song Yan's injury to heart at all.

Qingluan agreed and obediently stepped back.

At the end, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Jun Shitong spread out her hands, and blood flowed from the tip of one finger of her right hand, which looked very conspicuous.

The dagger was plunged very deeply, but fortunately it did not hurt the vital point, and although it was serious, it was not fatal.

Song Yan was arranged to recuperate in the palace, temporarily blocking the news from Jun Ruyu.

According to the emperor's intentions, Song Yan and Jun Ruyu have always had a good relationship, and if he tells Jun Ruyu, he will not let Jun go away. The two are incompatible in the court, and the emperor is afraid of causing a fierce dispute, and even the court will make waves at that time.

In the final analysis, just because Song Yan alone caused chaos in the court, no matter how you think about it, it makes people feel that it is not worth it.

"Father, father, you believe in your son, this matter really has nothing to do with your son."

In the imperial study, Jun Zhiyao trembled and knelt on the ground, he didn't dare to raise his head, he could only glance at the bright yellow figure sitting in front of him from time to time from the corner of his eye.

The emperor's expression was serious, and a pair of eyes were staring at Jun Zhiyao.

Feeling the emperor's staring gaze, it seemed that he wanted to see through himself. Jun Zhiyao was even more worried.

"There are only you and Song Yan in prison, isn't it that you want to kill Song Yan, maybe he wants to harm himself?" The emperor angrily reprimanded Jun Zhiyao.

"It's him who hurts himself." Jun Zhiyao cried with a sad face, who would believe it in ordinary people, but this is the case. Jun Zhiyao was speechless, and his heart was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. "Father, the son and Song Yan have no grievances, and the son has nothing to do with him."

Song Yan's biological father and the emperor can be regarded as friends of life and death, because of this relationship, Song Yan's status and status are probably on par with other kings. Jun Zhiyao didn't realize it before, but now when he saw the emperor's appearance of questioning him so harshly for a Song Yan, he suddenly understood.

What's more, Song Yan is still guilty, and the emperor cares too much about him.

"Ridiculous!" The emperor slapped the table hard, and his voice was crisp and loud, startling Jun Zhiyao.

"You said that you and Song Yan have no grievances and no enmity, how do you explain that you ran to the prison to see him for no reason? Also, where did Song Yan get the dagger in the prison? The emperor sternly questioned Jun Zhiyuan.

Sure enough, Jun Zhiyao was dumbfounded.

"You, you." The emperor sighed helplessly, and when he spoke to Jun Zhiyao, he hated iron but not steel. "I really don't know what to say about you. Do you know that Song Yan's biological father and I fought together in the past, and they were friends in the same adversity, if Song Yan had any three strengths and two weaknesses, how would I explain to his father? ”

"Since my father has the heart to protect Song Yan, why did he put him in prison, and I didn't see you release him after a long time?" When Jun Zhiyao talked about this, he was inevitably unconvinced.

"That's because I want to protect him!" The emperor yelled at Jun Zhiyao. "If I don't find a way to put him in prison, do you think that according to his temper, he can still stay in the palace obediently?"

I see!

Jun Zhiyao understood the emperor's intentions at this time, and the unwillingness and jealousy in his heart became more and more intense.

"I don't think you can tell you why." The emperor's expression was serious, Jun Zhiyao only dared to lower his head, if he saw the emperor's expression at this time, I am afraid he would be in a worse mood. "I will punish you with three months of confinement, and you will not be able to leave the Five Emperors Mansion for half a step for these three months."

After listening to the emperor's words, Jun Zhiyao was shocked, he quickly raised his head and looked at the emperor with an incredible expression. "Father!" Jun Zhiyao shouted to the emperor.

"Do you think my punishment is light?" The emperor's expression was firm, and he did not allow the king to refute at all.

"It's not." Jun Zhiyao had no choice, with the intention of not suffering the loss in front of him, he had no choice but to obediently respond. "But Father, what about the tributary meeting in another month?"

"It's okay not to participate." The emperor replied with a straight face.

Jun Zhiyao opened his mouth, and he couldn't hold back half a sentence when he wanted to speak.

He quickly retreated with resentment, and when he turned around, he didn't see a deep meaning flashing in the emperor's eyes.

Evening.

The sun was setting in front of the mountains, and the night was gradually obscuring half of the sky.

A black figure approached slowly, clinging to the eaves of the corner of the wall, taking every step with extreme caution.

The north courtyard of the Three Emperors' Mansion is a forbidden place, except for Jun Ruyu and Mu Feng, no one dares to enter and exit at will.

The man in black soared and quickly rushed into the north courtyard.

The North Courtyard was silent.

The man in black walked exceptionally lightly, for fear of making a little noise.

He walked to a tightly closed door.

The black veil covered half of his face, and in the dark night, he could only see the corners of the black-clothed man's eyes curled, and his eyebrows and eyes were proud, as if something had succeeded.

"Who is it?"

Just as the man in black stretched out his hand to push the door open, someone suddenly shouted from behind.

The man in black was startled.

Even if he didn't look back, the man in black could hear that this was Mu Feng's voice.

Not good! The man in black rolled his eyes and was about to get up and run up to the eaves, but he was grabbed by Mu Feng's shoulders and dragged down at once.

The man in black frowned tightly, but he didn't look back after beating him to death.

"Do you think I won't recognize you with a veil?"