The Taiji Palace is not too big, and after a while, the group got off the sedan chair.

Cui Jiu stretched out his hand and helped He Zhichun get off the soft sedan chair, when He Zhichun passed by Cui Jiu's side, he pretended not to stand firm, and said in his ear: "Hou Anti, sick situation." ”

Cui Jiu glanced at her without moving, and said with a smile: "I forgot to tell you, Ah Wen said that the recipe for the black hair you asked for last time, he has already asked his father to prepare." I'll give it to you in a moment. ”

Only then did He Zhichun put his mind at ease, "Well, that's fine, Grandma is still looking for me to ask today." ”

King Wei walked over with a smile when he heard this, "Ah Qiao followed the fourth brother." ”

The East Palace is decorated with gold and splendor, and compared with the previous Middle Palace, it shows the atmosphere of wealth and wealth.

The vermilion dragon pillar is magnificent, making people feel awe at a glance.

He Zhichun followed King Wei's side, and Cui Jiu saw that the sage didn't say anything to drive him away, so he cheekily followed in and stood on He Zhichun's other side.

The prince was lying on the bed, his hair was scattered behind his head, and a hairband was tied between his foreheads.

He sat up and shook the sage's hand excitedly, "My son is not filial, which makes Daddy worried." ”

The saint clapped his hand, "You kid, you like to think too much. ”

He Zhichun was speechless, a father who loves to pretend and a son who loves to pretend are really a natural pair!

If she pretended to be sick, He Yu Tie would definitely lift her out of bed, and then eat all the food that her brothers brought to visit her in front of her!

The prince was obviously alive and kicking before, but he was sick somewhere.

He Zhichun looked around, if the prince really chose to turn around today, what weapon should she use to protect herself for a while?

Because she couldn't bring sharp weapons when she entered the palace, she didn't bring a dagger either.

Just as she was thinking about it, she saw the saint beckoning to her, "Tianbao, come here." ”

He Zhichun walked over, she didn't do anything wrong, and she was afraid that the prince would not succeed.

"Good boy, you are brothers and sisters with bones and tendons, what kind of blood feud can there be? The prince assures you today that he will treat you well in the future. Prince, Ah Qiao will be Cui's wife in the future, and she will have to rely on your brother to support her when she walks in the inner house. ”

He Zhichun's teeth were sore when he heard it, and the prince still supported her? Is it okay to insert a knife?

"Well, I'm fat, prince, you have to hold on, the sword is too thin, you can't hold it, you tried."

The saint had a heart attack, dead children, do you think Daddy wants to say such disgusting things?

The prince was silent.

He Zhichun didn't bother to pay attention to him, and suddenly saw an empty medicine bowl next to the prince, his heart moved, he suddenly stood up, swept his sleeves, and the bowl fell to the ground with a chirp.

Before the prince could react, a group of guards had already rushed in with long swords and surrounded everyone.

The one who took the lead was General Hou, an old acquaintance, and I saw him shouting, "Please pass on the sage to the crown prince." ”

General Hou was dumbfounded after yelling, Prince, are you stupid, why don't you stand at the door and throw the bowl again, you are still lying on the bed, surrounded by enemies, in case you are taken hostage by them, isn't it blind?

King Wei and Cui Jiu looked at each other, General Hou would definitely not have imagined that this bowl was thrown by He Zhichun, not the prince!

The prince's play has just begun, and he hasn't reached that part at all!

He Zhichun coughed and said to the prince: "Prince, I really didn't mean to, I didn't stand up and broke your bowl." Catch up with Ming'er and pay you a car. ”

Shi Shucheng doesn't deceive me!

He Zhichun sighed, the books all say that smashing cups and bowls is the number, it turns out to be true!

As she spoke, she quickly pulled out the jade pillow behind the prince and held it tightly in her hand, this is really the only one around that can be used as a weapon!

Both the prince and the saint were a little sluggish.

After a long while, the saint stood up violently, his hands twitched, and he pointed at the prince in disbelief, "Evil obstacles, this is arranged by you, do you want to rebel?" ”

The prince was too lazy to pretend at this time, jumped out of bed, drew his long sword from the quilt, and put it on the saint's neck.

"So-and-so was originally the crown prince, and sooner or later the throne will be so-and-so. Daddy, you're old, you should rest. ”

King Wei and Cui Jiu entered the palace without swords, and the two immediately turned back to back and became vigilant.

Several princesses stepped back, not daring to step forward.

King Jin turned pale and jumped up crying, "Big brother, what are you doing!" Sooner or later, Daddy will pass it on to you! We are a family, we have something to say! ”

The saint also shed tears, "You put the sword down, and Daddy will act as if nothing had happened." ”

The prince smiled, "Put it down?" Put it down and let you abolish me? It's just a calamity, she should have died when she was born, so what if I stabbed her with a sword? Father, aren't you too, doing whatever it takes to get the throne? This is what you taught me by word and deed! ”

As he spoke, there was already a lot of people outside the door of the East Palace, and several people rushed in at this time.

He Zhichun took a look, and deserved, Du Erlang, the husband of Princess Chengyang, King Han, and several faces she didn't know.

The saint looked at it, but calmed down, "A few of them are really good!" ”

Those few people all stepped forward, "Sage, you are gone, the palace is already under our control, please pass on to the crown prince." ”

"No one else, right?"

He Zhichun suddenly spoke.

At such a tense time, suddenly a little lady was talking delicately, which made everyone a little in a trance.

When the prince turned his head when he heard this, he saw He Zhichun jump suddenly, and a jade pillow came to him, and slapped it on the prince's face.

The jade pillow smashed its face and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Cui Jiu took a look, ripped off the saint, snatched the long sword from the prince's hand, and put it on the prince's neck instead.

It's just that the prince has been smashed by He Zhichun and his face is covered with blood and he faints.

That's what happened in an instant.

He Zhichun looked at the sage's sharp eyes, and his heart trembled.

Rubbing his hands, he crossed his neck and blocked the front of the saint, "If you want to kill the saint, step over my corpse first." ”

killed the eldest prince, and the drama spirit must have descendants!

Sure enough, King Jin was deeply inspired and hurriedly jumped out and stood in front of the saint.

When the saint saw this, he always felt that his face had been regained, and his children were still good, right......

General Hou and Du Juma are frozen in place, what the hell?

Aren't they going to rebel? Now that the main man was slapped by a strong woman, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, so was it still the opposite?

They thought about it and looked at King Han, you are also surnamed Li, the prince is down, are you up?

Rebellion is such a thing, you can only advance and not retreat!

At this moment, another team of people suddenly broke in.

He Zhichun looked at it, and sighed in his heart, always feeling that he had smashed the jade pillow by mistake.

Lo and behold, another person who received the signal in advance and rushed in......