The traitor's son is still dead, being an emperor is really a cool home.

……

Prime Minister's house.

"Tell Lang Zhong to come quickly! Come on! The prime minister has passed out for the third time. Liu Yuan's wife, Cui, held a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from Liu Yuan's forehead while wiping her tears.

"No, I don't have to." Liu Yuan opened his eyes weakly and said.

He stared blankly at the richly decorated ceiling of the roof and remembered a question.

What is the power and wealth that he has accumulated over the years? The sons are dead, what if you are an official and have the best power.

Three pains in the world.

He lost his father when he was young, widowed in middle age, and lost his son in his old age.

Liu Yuan encountered the most pain, from the way Liu Neng looked like that, Liu Yuan still insisted that Liu Neng should be the general of the Northern Expedition and fulfill his childhood dream, it can be seen.

How much Liu Yuan dotes on this little son.

"Among them, there must be cats! There must be a cat! As Liu Yuan spoke, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"I don't believe that Long Xiang will let the general of the Northern Expedition be improper and risk death to oppose His Majesty."

"Who the hell is it? Who the hell is stirring around with it? Killed my son! Liu Yuan roared.

Cui Shi on the side comforted Liu Yuan and said, "Old man, you dissipate your anger and eliminate your fire." Isn't it now that Long Xiang hasn't caught it yet? Maybe Neng'er is still alive now, not as serious as you think, master. ”

"Woman's view! You know what! Liu Yuan almost roared.

"Nine times out of ten, Neng'er has already met with an accident. It's not like I don't know his character. Who knew this would happen. After Liu Yuan finished speaking, he couldn't help but feel sad.

Cui Shi also wiped his tears and said: "That's not to blame the master, you must let Neng'er go out to be the general of the Northern Expedition, now it's okay, the general didn't catch it, but put his life into it." ”

When Liu Yuan heard this, he was told that it was a sore spot, and he grabbed the vase next to the pillow and smashed it to the ground: "You go out!" Get the hell out of here! ”

Cui ran out in a panic.

Liu Yuan was left lying on the bed alone, and his mood was agitated.

After a long time, Liu Yuan regained his rationality and returned to the state where he was strategizing and controlling the overall situation.

Liu Yuan said to himself: "Is it Your Majesty's hand? It shouldn't be. ”

"Your Majesty has always been unreasonable and mediocre, although he has now begun to change his personality and care about national affairs, but he does not understand any political means. How is it possible to meddle in it. ”

"Arranging for Long Xiang to be the general of the Northern Expedition is such a ridiculous thing, and His Majesty did it. How could he go and usurp Long Xiang? ”

"Long Xiang is bound to die, plus my son is dead, and the general of the Northern Expedition will fall out. So who is the biggest beneficiary? ”

Liu Yuan deduced according to his own train of thought and combined the information sent by Concubine Yue in the palace before.

In addition, Wang Zhan began to show signs of reinstating his official position.

The spearhead of everything seems to have been pointed at the Wang family, the largest military industry meritorious clan in the Qin Dynasty.

"Yes, Wang Xiuhu was born a god general, and he has won many victories in the northern attack on the Huns, and even Meng Tian and Meng Yi personally admit that the future is promising."

"If the general of the Northern Expedition is vacant, and my son Liu Neng can't take the throne, then the one who wants to see this scene the most is the Wang family."

"Before, they were tied to Meng Tian, Li Si and others, and they were all wiped out by me, and they all lost their power. Now he is secretly doing his hands and feet, do you want to be paid? ”

Liu Yuan sneered, and roughly analyzed the current situation.

He held his sick body, stood up, and slowly entered his secret room.

"Aoi Jia." Liu Yuan's face was as gloomy as water.

Aoi Jia stood in the darkness and saluted respectfully, "Prime Minister, I am here." ”

"How are the preparations for the assassination of Concubine Lan?"

Aoi Jia said: "It will be ready immediately, and you will be able to do it in three days." ”

"Don't put it off any longer." Liu Yuan said in a low voice.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow."

"But Prime Minister, the preparation is not complete yet! Acting now may be a complication. ”

"Shut up! I don't care what method you use or how you prepare. The morning after tomorrow, I will hear the news of Concubine Lan's death! ”

"Aoi Jia obeys." The Aoi Armor disappeared from the darkness, like a fish in deep water, coming and going without a trace.

Liu Yuan was alone, standing in the secret room, his expression full of resentment.

"Zhao Hai, if you hadn't arranged for my son to be the deputy general of the Northern Expedition, he wouldn't have died! It's all your fault! "The pain of losing a child has distorted Liu Yuan's spirit.

"Zhao Hai! King Zhan! You killed my son! Sooner or later, I want you all to die! Give me death! At this moment, Liu Yuan knelt on the ground and hysterically vented his inner anger!

Xianyang City, late at night.

Lightning and thunder roared in the sky, and a rainstorm was coming.

The earth, which had been dry for nearly half a month, was about to usher in a heavy rain.

In an alley somewhere in Xianyang City, there was a crowd of people.

In the sky, raindrops began to fall, gradually forming lines, full of cold and cold.

Black shadows came out of the alley, no one held an umbrella, all of them were masked and their heads were covered, only a pair of tricks were exposed.

They lined up and stood in the shadows, like hunters traveling in the dark, waiting to strike a deadly blow.

A tall, faceless man wearing a huge hat and carrying a huge sword on his back.

He wore a very bright purple cape, embroidered with ornate and mysterious patterns.

I saw this man coldly say to the people behind him: "Tonight, Jiangxue Palace, Concubine Lan, there is no forgiveness for killing." ”

Everyone behind him said in unison, "Yes." ”

After that, many black shadows took action one after another, silently approaching Xianyang Palace in the dark night.

……

Prime Minister's house.

Liu Yuan lay quietly on his hospital bed, without a single servant by his side. Because he ordered in advance to clear the left and right.

He wanted to wait quietly for the news of Concubine Lan's death alone, and until the news was confirmed, his frowning brows would not be expanded again.

"Your Majesty, my son is dead, and you, a faint king, are still in the mood to indulge in sex with that woman by the lake, it's really ridiculous and sad."

"My son is so penniless, so despicable? I can't even get a word of comfort from you, Your Majesty. ”

Liu Yuan's hateful eyes breathed fire, and his two hands clutched the sheets tightly.

"Wang Zhan! Zhao Hai! I want you to taste the loss of your loved ones! ”

……

In the Xianyang Palace.

Zhao Hai was snuggling in the gentle township, and before he fell asleep at the moment, he got up and added a candle to the hall.

I don't know why, Zhao Hai always feels that tonight is not very quiet.

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, and now the torrential rain is pouring down, which is a little weird.

Zhao Hai was wearing a loose nightgown and poured himself a cup of tea, "I don't know when the rain will stop." ”

"Although the weather has become cooler, it has relieved the worries of farmers." Zhao Hai pondered for millions.

Concubine Lan's quiet and graceful voice sounded, "Your Majesty, why don't you sleep so late?" ”