"You, you slave dare to talk to this son like this, who gave you the guts!" Zhao Conghan really couldn't tell the difference between good and bad situations, and was angry.

"Zhao Conghan, the son of King Zongli, lost his honor in front of the Han Palace, and when someone came, he scolded the fifteen boards with a cane!" Although the prince is a slave, he is a slave next to the emperor, and he is the chief manager of the palace, and his power is not less than that of ordinary officials, and even more powerful than many important ministers.

Therefore, the Chinese military officials of the DPRK all want to give him some thin noodles.

And if he wants to dispose of a person, it is also at his fingertips, no matter what their status.

However, the prince has always been generous and cautious, delicate and exquisite, so he always likes to greet people with a smile, so it is not easy to make him angry, but this Zhao Conghan is killing himself.

Provoking the emperor is provoking the prince, and he has repeatedly endured the warning, but he is stupid, so it is no wonder that others, the prince said a word, and the guards outside the palace immediately took action.

"Wang Fu, you dare! I want to see the imperial grandfather, I want to see the imperial grandfather, I am the prince's son, the grandson of the imperial grandfather, you can't beat me! Zhao Conghan was still shouting without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and everyone outside the hall was disgusted.

"Humph! This is exactly what the emperor meant, bet on it, call me! Although the prince has a good face, he is also ruthless to the person who is looking for death, and he raised his eyebrows, without even sneering, and directly let people start the execution

"Okay, okay, it's weird cold, don't cry, it's time for your eyes to hurt again in a while, he put medicine on you and let him go, don't cry." In the house, Zhao Zongtong was still holding Jiang Mo and couldn't help but appease, and the doctor here had already begun to do it quietly.

"Well, not right, not right"

"Okay, okay, if you say it's not right, it's not right, don't let him give you a straight bone, it's okay, there's a little uncle here, it's okay, it's okay" Zhao Zongtong coaxed Jiang Mo, the pity in his eyes was already full, Jiang Mo seemed to gradually believe it, and the body curled up in Zhao Zongtong's arms gradually softened, and his spirit was a little sluggish.

"Hmm"

"Don't be afraid, isn't it okay for us to have such a big injury before, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, won't hurt, won't hurt, good, there's a little uncle here, good"

"Uh-huh!" Zhao Zongtong's appeasement has worked, and this doctor can be regarded as a skill, and he saw the opportunity to directly defeat both hands.

It took not much more force than applying the medicine to correct Jiang Mo's bruised muscles and bones.

And Jiang Mo didn't notice anything, but he felt that this time he was rubbing a little heavier than just now, and frowned, but he didn't have any other scared reactions, and always leaned on Zhao Zongtong's grievances.

"Huh" Jiang Mo didn't react, and the doctor's heart finally let go, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't bother to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.

Zhu Yan and Bai You on the side also saw it, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhao Zongtong even gave the doctor an approving look, and then continued to caress Jiang Mo's back and couldn't help but be gentle

"Princess!" Zhao Conghan has been escorted to carry out the cane because of the loss of honor in front of the palace, and the prince didn't have the time to look at him, turned around to go back to the palace to restore his life, and he didn't have any intention of saying anything to the ** Chuan on the side, ** Chuan couldn't help it, and took the initiative to stop the princess.

"Hey, what do you command? Uh, your eyes? The prince was as respectful and polite as ever, and when he looked up, he undoubtedly saw the bruises in his eyes, and he was surprised.

"Oh, it's from the cold and has a temper injury, it's okay, I just want to ask the prince if he knows when the imperial grandfather can "see me?"

The emperor's grandfather only said that he came to the palace to meet him, although he didn't say much, but he knew what was going on.

Coupled with Wu Zhizhong and Zhao Conghan of Jingzhao Mansion, he became more and more sure in his heart, especially with Zhao Conghan's wasteful personality, he must have betrayed him completely, and even shirked all the responsibility on him!

The more this is the case, the more he has to see the imperial grandfather, at least give him a chance to explain, he can't sit still like this!

But the emperor's grandfather didn't know what he was thinking, he was the first to announce that he was coming, but he refused to see him for a long time, just blindly asked him to wait, wait.

The more he waited, the more panicked he became, but he didn't dare to take the initiative to ask to see him, so he finally waited for the prince to come out and immediately asked in a low voice.

"Oh, the emperor didn't tell the old slave and there is no way, but the prince can wait, the old slave is going in to help you reply, later." The prince said politely.

"I'm tired" ** Chuan is also very polite, after all, Zhao Conghan's straw bag is already a lesson from the past, at this time he doesn't dare to still hold his identity, hugging his fists politely.

"Master, you want to see me here" In the Heart Cultivation Palace, the prince asked.

"Well, it's time, let him in." The emperor frowned slightly, as if the time was almost up.

"Yes." The prince turned around and withdrew, and directly invited ** Chuan, and then the door of the main hall was closed from the outside.

"Grandson to the imperial grandfather to say goodbye, long live the imperial grandfather, long live, long live" ** Chuan entered the hall, immediately knelt on the ground and saluted, prostrate on the ground, and did not dare to get up and raise his head.

"It's been almost two hours outside, haven't you?" The emperor didn't mean to tell him to get up, just held a cup of tea, bowed his head and said lightly.

"The emperor's grandfather also saw his grandson, and the grandson naturally had to wait, but as for the time, the grandson really didn't know." I thought it would be a storm when I came in, but I didn't expect the emperor's grandfather to speak so painlessly, **Chuan's tense heart made him scream, and he had to think about it a little more.

"Hehe, Princess, it's windy outside?" Just now, ** Chuan has always stood at the entrance of the Heart Cultivation Palace, and the wind there is really not small, but he is weak in his heart, so he doesn't dare to dodge, so he stands against the cold wind, and his whole body is already cold to the bone.

Until he entered the palace, he still hadn't eased up, but why did the imperial grandfather suddenly ask the prince about the wind outside, which was the question that made ** Chuan more nervous.

"If you go back to the emperor, the wind outside is really not small, and this year's winter should be a rare cold." The prince is truthful, but the master and servant are plain.

"Really, you're cold?" The emperor sighed and suddenly turned his head to look at ** Chuan.

**Chuan was stunned and hurriedly said respectfully: "Grandpa Huang, although the wind outside just now is indeed not small, but now the grandson is not cold." ”

"Hehe, so, it's really cold outside just now." The Emperor muttered to himself again.

"yes, it's really cold outside, especially on the tuyere." **Chuan is completely unsure of what the imperial grandfather is going to say, so he can only respond sentence by sentence by feeling, and he is worried in his heart.

"Hehe, it's good to be cold, it's good to be cold, and when it's cold, the brain will be clear, and people won't be confused." The emperor's words finally have the meaning that **Chuan can understand, which is a reminder and a hint that he should not be confused, and tell the truth.

But even if Chuan heard it, he wouldn't take care of it, because he knew that his current identity would never happen again, so he would definitely not admit it!

"yes, yes." Chuan knelt just in agreement.

"Well, have you figured it all out?" The Emperor finally raised an eyebrow.

"Imperial grandfather, grandson, grandson doesn't understand what you mean?" Chuan looked innocent, even though he knew what the imperial grandfather wanted him to say, but he still pretended not to understand anything, at least the topic should not be extended from him.

"Hehe, among your father's sons, you are the most like him, especially this smart, and of course, this ability to pretend to be confused, hehe" The emperor knew that he would say this, but he just smiled as usual, but the coldness in these words should be heard by anyone, let alone ** Chuan.

"Grandpa? My grandson really doesn't understand? **Chuan decided to pretend to be stupid to the end, as long as the imperial grandfather didn't take the initiative to mention it, he would never take the blame on himself, even if it was his problem, he wouldn't do it.

"Really? Oh, princess, go outside and see if the kid is done, if it's over, let Wu Zhizhong take him back, if it's not over, let them get away and fight, and panic. "The emperor is also very patient.

** He should have been angry like this, but the emperor never did, but he suddenly asked about Zhao Conghan's execution outside, where it was, and the hint had reached an extremely obvious point, so it was difficult for anyone to pretend to be confused anymore.