"Zhen'er, ghost elder, let's say, what are you looking for?" Shang Ying looked at the girl's familiar face, and the thoughts in his heart were instantly aroused, how good it would be if she was still alive.

"Father, do you know who the person in front of you is?" She asked straight to the point.

Shang Ying was slightly stunned, and looked at Chu Jue carefully, isn't this a ghost elder? Could it be that he still has any identity?

"What do you mean?" Shang Ying awaits Shang Zhen's next step.

"He is the orphan of Princess Changle, called Chu Jue." Shang Zhen whispered, "That is, your nephew." ”

Sure enough, Shang Ying's eyes widened in shock when he heard this: "He...... Isn't he dead? "Shang Ying and Princess Changle have a very good relationship, and the death of Princess Changle was not a small blow to Shang Ying.

Now, hearing the news, it suddenly evoked the memories of Princess Changle in Shang Ying's mind.

Shang Zhen looked at the middle-aged man with pain in his eyes, his face was already old.

Shang Zhen was full of sadness, and family affection in the palace became a luxury, but the relationship between his father and Princess Changle was indeed excellent, and it is conceivable how hard Princess Changle's death hit him.

"He's alive, and he's standing right in front of you." Shang Zhen pulled Chu Jue to Shang Ying's side and said with a smile.

"You're really happy...... Child? "Looking closely, this young man does look a little similar to Changle

He suddenly laughed, but there were tears in the corners of his eyes: "God treats me really well." ”

Shang Ying has not yet come out of the joy of finding Shang Zhen, and now that he has found his nephew, Shang Ying is completely buried by joy at this moment.

"Uncle." Chu Jue knelt on his legs, the tears in his eyes slipped down drop by drop, since his mother passed away, he had never shed tears, and now when he saw his relatives with the same blood as his mother, he couldn't help crying.

Seeing his relatives, all the grievances over the years poured out, and Chu Jue couldn't help but want to rush into Shang Ying's arms and cry.

"Son, you've suffered all these years." Shang Ying has secretly investigated clearly, and the murderer who killed Changle back then was not Chu Jue, but Chu Batian's mother and daughter!

The reason why he didn't seek revenge on Chu Batian was because the power of the Divine Jue Palace was too strong, and the current country was unstable, and he had no real power, so he endured the hatred in his heart and waited for the opportunity.

"Uncle, they killed my mother." Chu Jue hugged Shang Ying and burst into tears.

"I know, I know, it's because I didn't protect your mother, I'm sorry for your mother." A tear slipped down the corner of his wrinkled eyes, and he was suffering from self-blame and longing.

Shang Zhen turned her head, she couldn't see this kind of scene, because she was afraid and couldn't help crying......

However, this recognition is too smooth, right?

Hehe, probably because Chu Jue looks too similar to Princess Changle.

The reason why Chu Jue is so beautiful may be because he inherited the good genes of Princess Changle.

"You know everything?" Chu Jue tried to calm down, wiped away his tears and asked.

Shang Ying helped Chu Jue up: "Well, I didn't believe that the murderer of your mother was you, so I secretly investigated, and sure enough, the murderer was someone else." He took a deep breath: "I searched for you everywhere, but to no avail, I thought that you had also suffered an accident, but fortunately you are safe." ”

Shang Zhen was thoughtful, it turned out that his father had already known the truth, and the reason why he didn't settle accounts with Chu Batian was because he was afraid of the strength of the Divine Secret Palace.

"You already know?" Although Chu Jue knew that it was extremely difficult to sit in that position like walking on thin ice, Chu Jue inevitably had some resentment in his heart.

"Jue'er, I know you must blame me for why I didn't avenge your mother, right?" Shang Ying's face was full of helplessness: "You and Zhen'er are people close to me and trustworthy people, so I won't hide some things from you, although I am the king of a country, but I have no real power, and I am no different from a puppet!" ”

After speaking, Shang Ying coughed violently again, and his face was extremely pale.

Shang Zhen hurriedly helped him on the soft collapse and asked anxiously, "Father, how do you feel?" "At the age of only about forty, Shang Ying looks far older than his peers, which shows that he has not had a good time these years.

She seemed to see that in countless lonely nights, Shang Ying dragged his tired body and coughed, lonely and sleepless.

At this moment, Shang Zhen's hatred and resentment towards Shang Ying disappeared.

Chu Jue hurriedly stepped forward and put his hand on his pulse, but his face gradually became solemn, judging from the pulse, Shang Ying's heart was damaged, his body had begun to dry up, and the situation couldn't be worse.

Shang Zhen saw Chu Jue's solemn expression, and a bad premonition rose in his heart, but he asked in a flat tone, "How is the situation?" ”

Chu Jue withdrew his hand, not knowing how to answer, as a doctor, he clearly knew that the patient's bad mood would worsen his condition, and when he hesitated, Shang Ying spoke.

"Say, my body, I know, I'm mentally prepared." Even if he died, he could smile at Jiuquan now, because he finally had the face to see Concubine Hui and Changle.

"I'll do everything I can to heal you." Chu Jue cares very much about Shang Ying's relative: "Your body is seriously damaged, it is not suitable to work hard, you must cultivate well in the future." ”

Shang Zhen also smiled, looked at Shang Ying with those warm eyes like spring water, and said playfully: "Father, don't worry, don't forget that you have a daughter who can summon the power of light." ”

Chu Jue was suddenly overjoyed: "Yes." He had seen the magic of the power of light: "She will surely heal you." ”

"Oh? Is the power of light so magical? Shang Ying had heard of the power of darkness and the power of light for a long time, but he had never seen it with his own eyes, and now he was becoming more and more curious.

"Of course." Shang Zhen was a little proud, and just as she was about to take the jade flute, a father-in-law pushed the door and came in.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to drink soothing soup."

This justice, who came in with a bowl, was Ah Fu, whom Shang Ying trusted.

"Put it here." Shang Ying said very casually.

"Yes, Your Majesty, you have to drink it while it's hot." Ah Fu carefully placed the delicate bowl in front of Shang Ying, but his eyes swept over Shang Zhen and the ghost elder.

"Well, you step aside." Shang Ying said lightly.

"The minions are gone." Ah Fu bowed respectfully and slowly retreated, and when he left, he swept Chu Jue, and then swept the bowl of steaming soup, with a somewhat strange expression.

A eunuch can walk in the emperor's bedroom so casually, it is conceivable that he must be a trusted person around the emperor.

The father-in-law of the emperor's favor, even the officials in the court will flatter.

"Father, have you been sleeping on this soothing soup?" Shang Zhen looked at the black soothing soup and asked.

Shang Ying nodded, picked up the bowl, and gently stirred it with a spoon: "Yes, my father has been unable to sleep steadily, so Ah Fu found this home remedy from his hometown, and after drinking it, it really worked, and I insisted on drinking it." ”

After stirring, a faint fishy smell wafted out of the bowl, and Chu Jue's face suddenly froze, this seems to be the unique taste of soul hooking grass.

Soul Hook Grass is a kind of chronic poisonous herb that contains high toxicity, which is extremely rare, so most people don't know it, but once eaten by mistake, it will cause people to die of physical failure!

And now, the emperor's soothing soup is mixed with such poisonous weeds, it is obvious that someone is asking for his life.

No wonder his health is so bad now, it turns out that he was persecuted by gangsters.

"You can't drink this soothing soup!" Chu Jue stopped in a low voice, his expression extremely solemn.

Shang Zhen's eyes flashed slightly: "Could it be that there is something wrong with this decoction?" ”

Shang Ying put down the bowl in his hand, and his face was ugly.

Chu Jue looked at Shang Ying and asked solemnly, "How long have you been drinking this tranquilizing soup?" "Fortunately, he found out, otherwise the emperor would have died in less than a month.

"It's been three months." Shang Ying's heart sank, this soothing soup was recommended to him by Ah Fu, you must know that Ah Fu is the person he has always trusted.