Zhao Zheng ordered someone to give them medicine and bandage them, and sent them back to Suhan's mansion, and then returned to the dormitory with Yaoxing in his arms.

On the way, Yaoxing couldn't help but ask: "Do you have other arrangements for Fusu?" ”

"Is there someone else protecting him?"

"Or are you fishing with Fusu as bait?"

Zhao Zheng didn't speak, just hugged Yaoxing and walked forward quickly. Now the wind is strong, and Yaoxing can't withstand the wind.

Yaoxing still cares about whether he can stand the wind or not, and he doesn't know the situation of Fusu at the moment, even if he is alive and alive immediately, he will not be able to sleep and eat.

"Tell me quickly, you're going to kill me!" Yao Xing kept urging Zhao Zheng.

But Zhao Zheng was stunned and carried Yaoxing into the dormitory before he spoke: "You said everything." ”

"I want to stay in the palace to accompany you to have a baby, so I can't tour in person, Fusu can go for me, but those remnants of the Six Kingdoms will take the opportunity to do it. If I have a guess, I will naturally be on guard, Meng Tian will protect with me, and secretly I have also arranged people, don't worry! ”

"It's just that I didn't expect that they didn't even let go of this little child in your womb who doesn't know men and women, it's my fault."

Yaoxing was sure that Fusu was fine, the tight strings suddenly dispersed, and he couldn't be strong anymore, so he hugged Zhao Zheng and began to cry. Crying about the fright just now, crying about the child who flowed out of the stomach, and crying Fusu.

Born in the emperor's family, his life is cheaper than the people's family, it's ridiculous to say that if you don't have it, you don't have it.

Yao Xing inevitably blamed Zhao Zhengsheng a little: "Why didn't you tell me earlier, do you know how worried I am about Fusu?" ”

Zhao Zheng was also distressed, how could he care about Yaoxing's blame for him, took Yaoxing in his arms, and coaxed softly until Yaoxing was tired of crying and fell asleep.

Put Yaoxing on the bed, cover the quilt, and walk out of the dormitory lightly, Zhao Zheng went directly to the Mihua Palace, which has been like a cold palace for many years.

Before Mi Qi treasoned, there was no surname Mi in the court, Zhao Zheng Gu remembered Mi Hua to raise Ying Gao, and did not punish Yu Mi Hua, I didn't expect her heart to be so big, not only to fight for the throne, but also to kill all his children.

No one knows what Zhao Zheng said when he went in, only that soon after Zhao Zheng went in, there was the sound of Qi Hua's cry and the sound of the instrument falling to the ground.

After Zhao Zheng left, Mi Hua's dormitory was sealed, and no one was allowed to enter or leave. That night, a fire broke out, and Mi Hua and the palace people around him were all buried in the fire.

Half a month later, when Yaoxing was already moving freely, Fusu's letter was finally sent to the palace. Yaoxing didn't put his mind at ease until he saw Fusu's handwriting.

It turned out that after he was assassinated, he fell off a cliff, although there were guards with him, but the environment was really difficult, and he had to watch out for the pursuers, so he hid for several days. Later, it was the people of the Mo family who found him and said that they were ordered to save him. It's just that he has never seen an ink artist in the palace, so he doesn't know whether to believe it or not.

Later, in order to take him away, the people of the Mo family knocked him and the guards unconscious and took him to the organ city together. It was only then that he determined the location and ordered someone to send a letter to report his safety.

Although all the dangers were passed by him, Yao Xing knew that the hardships were definitely more than that.

Yaoxing immediately sent someone to the Mojia Organ City, picked up Fusu, and asked him to continue his parade. However, this time, the Mo family sent someone to follow Fusu to protect him, so as not to cause such a thing.

Fusu is the next emperor, they follow the crown prince, they can also be regarded as the old ministers of the palace, the abacus beads are very flexible, and they are by no means just reckless craftsmen with dead eyes.

(End of chapter)