"What I said to you is just the tip of the iceberg, and today's situation has been played several times behind it, and it is very dangerous. If the saint wants to be a Ming king, he naturally needs ironclad evidence to abolish the prince, and he is afraid that the prince will be abolished. ”

"Otherwise, do you think that there is a certain King of Wei who can let the prince put his broken sword on the saint's neck? Don't be funny. ”

He Zhichun suddenly wanted to laugh, the prince and the saint were indeed father and son.

They are all ruthless in their hands, but they still want to speak in a high-sounding manner and maintain their faces.

The prince wants to say, Daddy, you see that you forced so-and-so, and so-and-so is the opposite! I am really filial to you!

The saint wants to say, son, you are Daddy's heart, you put the knife on Daddy's neck, Daddy doesn't want to abolish you! Let Dad go and cry first.

They were still there at first, but they didn't expect to be unintentionally disrupted by He Zhichun.

Also, she just let the play end early. In the previous life, if she was not involved in it, wouldn't the prince still be reversed, and wouldn't the saint still be the abolition of the prince?

It doesn't matter how the play is sung at all, the important thing is that the result will not change since the prince has an idea. Because compared with the saints, both in wisdom and in terms of scheming, he is far behind.

Cui Jiu said, glancing at He Zhichun with pity, "However, don't think of the saint as cold-blooded and ruthless, he is also an ordinary person." Before you get married, if you want to live in the palace, don't be angry with him, it won't do you any good. Your great-grandfathers must have taught you. ”

"Not everyone is the same, not everyone is like your father and brothers, no matter what you look like, they all like you. Most people, in fact, prefer illusions, you know, because false prosperity is much more comfortable than the brutal truth. ”

He Zhichun nodded, this is what He Yu said to her, the world of adults!

She did have a breath in her heart before, why?

Just because of a broken fate, her existence has become a mistake, and things like brother and sister cannibalism are all blamed on her.

Why didn't the saint say that he didn't teach well? Why didn't the prince say that he was born crooked?

Blame her, there is no such reason in the world!

If it's someone else, that's it. But she was about to be killed by her brother, and the choice made by her father and mother was to protect her brother and send her away, which really made people feel uncomfortable when they thought about it.

However, this stuffiness, with today's jade pillow, has made her completely vomit.

"I see. I'm being willful today. We will get along well in the future. He Zhichun said, a little ashamed.

Cui Jiu smiled and touched He Zhichun's head again, "Ah Qiao is still young, and she has done a good job." ”

He Zhichun was even more ashamed, she was not really young, counting her previous life, she was already a handful of years, and she was still tolerated by Cui Jiu, she was really ashamed.

Cui Jiu is the real young man, thinking about it this way, she actually has a sense of indecency like an old cow eating tender grass.

Sins, sins, sins!

The summer rain came and went quickly, and in a short time the rain stopped, and the misty sun peeked out of the clouds, steaming a fishy smell of earth.

Cui Jiu and He Zhichun came out of the pavilion and walked straight towards the middle palace, but halfway through, they saw the imperial doctor running towards the imperial study.

Cui Jiu stretched out his hand and grabbed the palace people on the side and asked, "What happened?" ”

The palace man obviously knew him, and whispered: "The saint was assassinated at the door of the imperial study, and several adults were arguing at the door at that time. ”

He Zhichun's whole body froze, no wonder her right eyelid jumped for a day today, it turned out that He Yu really had a bloody disaster!

"Who are you talking about? Who was hurt? ”

The palace people glanced at He Zhichun curiously, and replied respectfully: "Your lord, it is He Sinong who has been injured......

He Zhichun ran away and rushed towards the imperial study.

Cui Jiu glanced at her and asked, "Can the assassin be caught?" ”

The palace man shook his head.

Cui Jiu hurriedly chased after him.

He Zhichun ran all the way towards the imperial study, and followed the footsteps of the imperial doctor into the side room, He Yu was lying on the low floor, and a long arrow stood on his back.

When He Zhichun saw it, his face suddenly changed greatly, because the arrow turned out to be pointing outward, what does this mean? It shows that the person who shot the arrow was extremely strong, and the whole arrow penetrated He Yu's chest, and even the arrow feather did not enter the body!

He Zhichun pounced, "Daddy, Daddy." ”

He Yu didn't move, she was no longer awake, He Zhichun raised her hand and saw that her hands were all covered with blood.

The imperial doctor hurriedly stepped forward, lifted He Yu's eyelids, his face suddenly felt a little bad, he quickly stuffed a pill into He Yu's mouth, and then took a silver needle to stop the bleeding for him.

He Zhichun's whole heart seemed to be grabbed by a big hand, and he wiped his face with his sleeve indiscriminately, "What's the matter?" Did the Assassins catch it? ”

King Wei patted her on the shoulder and sighed, "We followed the direction where the arrow came from, but there was no one left." The Assassin was very experienced, and when the rain began to arrive and the thunder roared, he let these sounds drown out the sound of arrows breaking through the air, and we didn't listen. ”

"Only He Sinong saw it because he was facing the arrow when he came to the door."

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, He Zhichun turned around and saw that He Yu had woken up faintly because of the needle pricked by the imperial doctor, "Daddy, Daddy, don't move, just stopped the bleeding." ”

He Yu's lips turned white, and he looked directly at the saint over He Zhichun, and was relieved to see that he was safe and sound, "It's really good that the saint is safe." ”

The saint's eyes turned red, "He Aiqing, don't move, the imperial doctor will want to pull out the arrow." ”

When the imperial doctor heard this, his hands trembled, and he suddenly fell to the ground, "The minister is not good at external injuries, and he is afraid that he will draw his sword without authorization and hurt He Sinong's heart......"

The saint snorted coldly, "Quickly let someone go and invite the British duke." ”

This group of imperial doctors is in the deep palace, and they are indeed better at regulating things like poisoning, if it comes to things like sword wounds and bones, people from the British army are better at it.

He Yu's face turned white, pulled out a smile, and beckoned to He Zhichun, "Ah Qiao will listen to the words of the sage in the future......

He Zhichun's tears fell, "Daddy is about to speak......"

As she spoke, she remembered that she had all kinds of medicines prepared for her by He Zhili in her sleeve pocket, and something like the old ginseng that hung her life, so she hurriedly took out a piece and stuffed it into He Yu's mouth.

The imperial doctor couldn't stop it, and said bitterly: "Your lord, your ginseng is rare, one tablet at a time is enough, such a big stone, it's just a tyrannical thing!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw He Zhichun's unkind eyes, and shrank back, "The old minister went to see if the British Duke had come...... Tyrannical Things, Tyrannical Things...... How nice it is to give a certain piece! ”

As he spoke, he muttered and went out the door.

He Zhichun retracted his gaze and looked at He Yu's wound, and this look made him break out in a cold sweat.

At first glance, the arrow was full of blood, and no one paid attention to it, but only then did it be discovered that there was an aconitum snake carved on the body of the arrow, which was almost exactly the same as the snake He Zhichun found when he was bathing.