Chapter 83: He was going to kill her and overthrow her dynasty
I saw that the emperor's pupils shrank, and he reached out to grab it, and the young man in white did not fall behind at all, scurrying around in the private room.
Lan Yue felt that one wind after another flashed in front of her.
It just stopped all of a sudden.
When she opened her eyes, there was a patch of yellow in front of her, and the tall young man held his sword in both hands on his chest, blocking her tightly.
Lan Yue's heart warmed, but she still couldn't help but poke her little head out and peek, who won the game?
No, it's more like two children playing tricks on each other.
Two words flashed through Lanyue's mind: naΓ―ve.
Sure enough, it was still the young man in white who covered his knees and panted: "Okay, okay, don't fight, here you go, really, as for it?" Growing up, I really haven't seen you little kid care so much about something? β
The twelve immortals shook the white jade porcelain bottle: "It's all empty here, if you want me to say that it won't be your sweetheart who gave it to you, right?" β
The emperor's expression sank, and he said quietly: "Give it to me!" β
The whole room was instantly covered with a chill, and only the sound of rapid breathing could be heard.
This time, not only the young man in white, but even Mo Li and Lanyue on the side were stunned.
What's going on?
The young man in white accepted it when he saw it and handed the white jade porcelain vase back.
Emperor Ci snatched it back, stared at it in his hand for a while, and raised his hand to throw the porcelain vase on the ground.
Bang!
The porcelain vase fell to the ground, and even the heart with the emperor's words trembled.
His heart throbbed.
There was more confusion, doubt, and sadness about the loss of something beloved in those peach blossom eyes.
"What's wrong with you, little brat?" The white-clothed young man didn't get any closer, and the ink-robed young man in front of him looked too angry, as if he could kill you immediately if he leaned over.
Lanyue unconsciously hid behind the yellow-shirted young man, and his body trembled unconsciously.
The ink-robed boy looked terrifying.
But the young man left in front of her, ran to the side of the ink-robed man, and carefully supported him.
"Master." Mo Li called.
He had never seen his master so out of shape for something.
Or even tangled.
The owner has always been able to take it and put it down, and what he likes is what he likes, and what he doesn't like is what he doesn't like.
But just now, it was clear that he wanted to recapture the white jade porcelain bottle, but when he got it, he broke it.
Mo Li knew that it was given to his master by His Majesty.
He had a guess in his head that he didn't want to believe.
Then he quickly denied it.
It's too late for the master to hate His Majesty, how can he like her?
Impossible, if this is the case, then it is not a big joke to recruit ministers and plan a rebellion!
"Little kid?" The Twelve Immortals snorted worriedly.
The ink-robed man looked at the porcelain vase shattered into the ground on the ground, and his eyes, which were usually unwavering, rippled layer by layer at this moment.
He has always been quick to restrain his emotions, "It's okay. β
Seeing that the man in white hung his head guiltily, he wanted to say something but didn't know how to speak.
Emperor Ci sat back, beckoned to the slave girl outside, and motioned for her to clean up the mess on the ground, "I don't blame you." β
The man in white didn't ask anymore, patted the folding fan and changed the topic: "How about the story I told just now?" β
"Not good." Emperor Ci's gaze fell on the fragment on the ground and replied.
"Yes, the young man came around three times, just to save the person in the book, but he failed again and again, failed, and watched the person he loved die again and again, and his heart was numb, or his heart died."
"Hmm." The emperor responded softly.
His eyes looked at the back of the slave girl leaving, and he clenched his fists so that he didn't let himself rush out and piece the pieces together.
Why?
He couldn't say it, but he felt that the white jade porcelain vase was particularly important.
It's just, it shouldn't be.
Your Majesty, he was going to kill her.
Overthrow her dynasty.
It must have been the woman who added something else to the medicine that made him change like this.
When the twelve immortals saw the ink-robed man's absent-minded appearance, they stopped talking.
The whole room fell silent.
Everyone has their own mind, it's just slowly fermenting.
The wind chimes are still echoing, and the girls in beautiful dresses in the Twelve Immortal Towers are still busy, and there are their shadows upstairs and downstairs.
It's just that today, the wind chimes of the Li Mansion also shook.
The wind chimes in the plum garden are hung every other meter along the eaves of the first floor, and each one has a slight crack on it, covering the traces of time.
Chu Jiujiu was lying on the corridor on the first floor, his eyes falling on the wind chimes that moved with the wind.
It has been echoing in my mind, and the emperor's words are in vain.
The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, "I shouldn't have saved him if I knew it, and no one has ever dared to say that I have a problem with my medical skills since I was a child." β
The delicate and fair little face was wrinkled, suddenly relaxed, and fell back on his stomach.
"Who made the family the male lead?"
"Forget it, just show him."
"However, what is he doing in the Li Mansion today?"
Thinking of his bloodless face.
The more Chu Jiujiu thought about it, the more worried he became, not because he doubted his medical skills, but because he was afraid that the emperor would be disobedient and take poison again.
"Flower prayer."
Someone whispered to her.
Chu Jiu was frightened and looked in the direction where the voice came from.
The voice was too familiar, it could only be Na Risu.
Chu Jiujiu stood up and ran out two steps, stood under the eaves, and called softly: "That Risu, is it you?" β
"Who else but Lao Tzu came to save you?"
A familiar face poked out from the eaves.
The Li family is heavily guarded, and it is not easy for him to climb the wall here without being discovered.
The young man's skin was a little yellow, and he looked fierce, but now looking at the big knife on his back, he felt a sense of security no matter how he looked at it.
Seeing the little boy in a crimson robe standing there motionless, Nari Su said in a fierce voice: "What are you doing in a daze? Come on! β
"You come in."
"What are you talking about?!!" That day Su suspected that he had misheard.
"He" stayed at Li's house for half a day, walked back and forth four or five times, figured out the way, and became familiar with those nursing homes who came and went.
"He" can also do anything, only saying that he has just arrived, does not know the way, and grins to deal with the past.
The group of nurses also saluted "him", just because Chu Jiujiu lived in Meiyuan, but it was a bit too much to go back and forth four or five times, so Chu Jiujiu stayed in Meiyuan, thinking that he would sneak out at night and inform the people in Qi'an Hall that he was fine.
But Chu Jiujiu didn't expect that Su would come so quickly that day.
The Li family's nursing homes up and down are actually around Meiyuan, and Chu Jiujiu knows in his heart that he is staring at himself.
Chu Jiujiu didn't know why, if Li Yiyang was not cured, "he" would not run.
However, if he went with Nari Su right now, he would definitely be surrounded by the guards of the hospital, and he couldn't take any risks.
"I'll let you in." The warm and pure male voice sounded again.
That day, Su plucked out his ears and saw that the little boy was still waving at him.
I thought to myself: If you go out from the way you came in, you will be seriously injured or killed, and maybe there is another way out.
Seeing that the little boy was persistent, that day Su glanced around vigilantly, his hands were pushed up, the muscle lines on his arms were obvious, and he was healthy wheat color in the sun, and his muscles were trained just right, not rough, and he was that kind of smooth type.
That day, Su jumped to the ground, took Chu Jiujiu's hand, and walked towards the plum tree on the side, which was very deep and looked safer.
"You came by yourself?" Chu Jiujiu asked in a male voice.
"Hmm." Na Ri Su nodded, keenly observing the surroundings, "Do you know the way to escape?" In this? Shall we go now? β
"This is the Li family, aren't you afraid?"
That day Su looked at her and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid you're afraid." β
Chu Jiulu's eyes shrank, his heart warmed, and he raised his hand and touched the head of the gray-shirted young man: "Cure the old man of the Li family, let's go out in a dignified manner." β
The gray-shirted young man frowned, pinched Chu Jiu's thin shoulders and said sharply: "Hua Qi'an, then the old man of the Li family has his last breath left, even if it is an immortal, it is difficult to save it, but all the family has a big business, there are grievances and grievances, you don't know who you will become a substitute for the dead!" β
Chu Jiujiu's long eyelashes trembled slightly, staring at his fierce eyes, "Do you know anything?" β
Big business?
Grievances?
Scapegoat?
That day Su obviously knew more than "he" did.
"Let's leave now, let the Li family solve their own affairs." That day, Su said while pulling Chu Jiujiu outside.
It's just that the little boy in the crimson robe actually hugged the plum tree and refused to let go.
That day, Su was helpless and frightened: "Hua Qi'an, you will die without a whole body, do you know?" If you're scared, come with me! β
That day, Su's strength was obviously greater, the plum tree was bent over, and it almost broke, Chu Jiujiu did not admit defeat, his hands and feet were used, and he hugged the plum tree like a sloth, refusing to go.
The Li family has buried too many secrets that "he" does not know.
Be sure to investigate, at least to know why the emperor came.
Why did you go toe-to-toe with that Li Changshu?
Also, we must cure Li Yiyang and prove to the emperor who looks down on him that "he" is not in vain and useless.
After the silver ticket was collected, Li Yiyang, an old man, knelt on the ground and begged bitterly, since "he" agreed, how could he leave, and it would not be "him" Chu Jiujiu when he left.
"Really, not leaving?"
The gray-shirted young man's hand loosened and hung his head, so that Chu Jiujiu couldn't see his expression clearly.
"I can't go."
"Hmm." That day Su let go of his hand and stood there still.
Chu Jiujiu let go of the plum tree and leaned towards his side.
Looking from the side, although he hung his head and half of his face was in the shadows, his eagle-sharp eyes were shining.
Chu Jiujiu felt that the young man's anger at this moment was a little heavy, and he subconsciously moved to the side.
It's not that I'm angry and want to kill myself.
Chu Jiujiu shook his head violently, feeling that what he was thinking was a little ridiculous.
In the next second, the young man spoke, "How much do you know about the affairs of the court?" β
Belch......
Chu Jiu didn't know how to answer for a while.
I don't know much, but I don't know much.
It's just that I really don't know more now, many plots are different, even the character design, and the collapse is complete.
"Not much." Chu Jiujiu replied.
"The former General's Mansion, the Emperor Linfeng General, that is the hero in the hearts of many people, it's just ...... Good people are not destined to live long. β
That day, Su walked to the corridor while talking, and after tossing for a long time, he was a little tired, and wanted to sit and tell it, the story would be very long.
When he said it, his eyes were full of admiration for the emperor and sentimentality after his death.
Chu Jiujiu listened carefully, looking for clues in his words that did not appear in the book.
As the young man sat down, he listened attentively and responded: "I heard before that the emperor general led three thousand soldiers to defend Liangzhou City to the death, such a person should be a hero in the hearts of the people, but does this have anything to do with the Li family?" β
"The most important business of the Li family is ships, if it wasn't for the Li family's ships being burned overnight, the thousands of troops and horses sent to support the emperor general would have arrived as promised, but ...... There are no ifs. β
And this plot?
Chu Jiujiu tilted his head and asked, "It was burned by the Li family?" β
"In the end, it was found out that it was no one else, and it was a watchman who burned those boats."
Chu Jiuhu said suspiciously: "Beat the guard? How can it be so simple? β
That day, Su smiled bitterly: "Yes, no one wants to believe that it is so simple, this big thing is all ruined by the unintentional fault of a watchman, but the watchman used the lives of the whole family as a bet, saying that it was his own fault, and he was willing to die for the whole family, and the people believed it." β
Obviously, with a bitter look on his face and a tone full of righteous indignation, Chu Jiujiu heard that Su didn't believe it that day.
"Do you suspect that Li Yiyang suddenly discovered the cause and effect of this matter, but he was poisoned, and he is unspeakable."
Chu Jiujiu pondered for a moment, and his eyes flashed with a hint of keenness: "Could it be that the person who set the fire back then is still in the Li family?" β
After all, it has been twelve years since the emperor fell into the wind.
That villain has been in the Li family for 12 years.
It can be hidden until now and only discovered.
It seems that either the identity is not ordinary, or it is not remarkable at all.
Even Li Ru and Fang Zizheng may just be one of his pawns.
Thinking about it carefully, it was hard for Chu Jiujiu to imagine that if "he" had cured Li Yiyang on the same day, he might have become a corpse long ago.
"Are you scared now?" That day Su looked at the little boy in front of him, and he was extremely hopeful at the moment.
Hua Qi'an can be scared and can go with him.
Desperately, he can also protect Hua Qi'an out.
But how stubborn that little boy was, Su also understood that day.
Sure enough, the little boy, his lips opened lightly: "Don't be afraid." β
"I'm going to get that scoundrel out."
"The regent hasn't been found out for twelve years, how can you find out?"
It seems that the emperor is here today because of this matter.
In any case, in order to hug the male protagonist's thighs, he can't sit idly by.
But for twelve years, the emperor didn't find out that person.
Chu Jiujiu was a little stunned, the emperor's strategy was far above "him", and he didn't even have a way to do it, I don't know if this decision was right, in short, he couldn't affect that day.
But now Chu Jiujiu also knows that even if he scolds and drives him away, he will not leave with this child's donkey temper.
"Trust me." The wind blew the dragon whiskers on both sides of Chu Jiujiu, brushing her firm and bright deer eyes.
That day, Su felt that Hua Qi'an's eyes were too hot.
The little boy in front of him seems to be full of confidence in the face of no matter how impossible it is.
I don't know where he got his confidence.
That Risu lowered his eyes and avoided his gaze: "Why do you care about this? β