"The King's ......"

Zhao Wen clutched his chest, his voice trembling.

"The king has given up on me, she won't let me enter the palace, she doesn't want to see me again, no matter what I meet again, the king won't help me again......"

"I'm a useless pawn...... The king doesn't need me at all! ”

"So, you colluded with foreign enemies to put the king to death?"

Jimo Qinghe said.

"No, no, I didn't, I never thought of letting the king die, no......"

Zhao Wen shook his head in a hurry.

"I just need to pretend to be the king, I learn the king's manners, learn the king's habits, and even the tone of her speech is almost exactly the same, childe, do you like women like this......"

Jimo Qinghe looked down at her.

"Do you know what you're not going to learn?"

Zhao Wen looked up.

"The heart of a king, you only know that she punishes the law, but you can't see his kindness and tolerance, you can learn her sharp methods, but you can't learn her wisdom and strategy."

"Do you know why the true image is here today?"

Jimo Qinghe didn't give Zhaowen a chance to speak again.

"When you seriously injured Kong Shiqian, it was the king who sent a large number of doctors to take the lark grass from the King of the Night to appease Kong Thorn and save your life.

"Even if you die, the prime minister wants you to die with guilt, because you selfishly hurt the only person in the world who treats you sincerely, so you can taste the bitter fruit in this dungeon."

After speaking, Jimo Qinghe motioned to the jailer to open the cell door and prepare to leave.

Just the moment he went out the door.

"Kong Jian, I killed it, be careful Hongzhen, tell the king...... Sorry ......"

Jimo Qinghe turned his back to Zhao Wen and did not look back.

Ji Xin woke up on the fourth day of escaping from the royal tomb, although she couldn't feel the pain because of the relief of her worries, but the torture of a large amount of blood loss and many days of forced confession had already made her physically and mentally exhausted.

Fortunately, she returned to the palace at night to stay by her side, and used a large number of elixirs to raise her every day, so that she was able to recover quickly.

"Your Majesty, how are you feeling now?"

Dozens of doctors cautiously knelt outside the curtain tent and asked.

Leaning on the edge of the bed.

"This king is fine, you can go back first."

The doctors glanced at each other, and no one dared to go first.

"Let's go, let's go, I have to drive you away?"

Su Ye walked out and waved his hand.

"Then, the ministers will retire first."

The doctors cautiously surrendered their hands, for fear of accidentally angering the king.

"Sleepy night."

He leaned back and looked up at the opening of the dome in the temple.

"If I could, I wouldn't want to wake up so soon."

Su Ye looked at his sister with some distress.

"Sister ......"

Ji Xin turned his head and raised a smile to the night.

"I'm joking with you, it's good to have you back."

He turned his face away from her all night.

"If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh, it's even more ugly."

"Sleepy, I know what I have to do."

Ji Xian slowly restrained his smile and spoke seriously.

Stunned, he walked to her bedside and touched her head.

"No matter when, my brother will always be here ......"

"I know."

The auditor nodded.

"By the way, Shimmer, I haven't seen her since I got back."

"She is injured, although it is not too serious, but she still needs to stay in bed to recuperate, don't worry, I have already asked the doctor to treat her, and it is fine."

Nightly relieved.

"Shuoge was attacked that day? So how did she escape? How can it hurt ......?"

Ji Xin asked a lot of questions in a row, and slapped her hair all night.

"These, maybe another person can give you the answer......"