The lady who is a miracle doctor arrives and makes the general blush and his heart beats

It seemed that the sharp sword was about to pierce Hua Fushu's vital point.

Hua Fushu's eyes narrowed, and he wanted to swing the Qingming Sword to fight back in desperation, but it was too late.

At that moment, the Purple Lightning Sword was suddenly knocked away by a spear, and King Qinghe hurriedly took a step back.

Hua Fushu's life was saved.

The man was dressed in blue, looked dusty, and his light blue stubble made him look a little sloppy, but his face was still handsome.

This person is Ye Zelin.

Ye Zelin turned his head to look at Zhao Zixu, their eyes met, and it seemed as if they had thousands of words to say, but in the end they only said one sentence.

"Your Majesty, I am back."

Zhao Zixu nodded slightly, a look of delight on his face.

Ye Yushi is finally back!

Ye Zelin held a spear in his hand, pointing it at King Qinghe. He glanced at Hua Fushu from the corner of his eye and asked, "Fushu, is there anything wrong?"

Hua Fushu raised her apricot-like eyes to look at Ye Zelin and replied softly, "I'm fine."

As soon as Hua Fushu finished speaking, Ye Zelin moved like lightning in an instant and launched an attack on King Qinghe.

She stood up and looked at Ye Zelin intently, admiring the grace of her man.

She knew that Ye Zelin was an excellent swordsman, and that he had mastered the essence of the Ye family's spearmanship, but she seldom saw Ye Zelin use his spearmanship, and didn't know how advanced his spearmanship was. She didn't expect that Ye Zelin's spearmanship was so superb and as smooth as flowing water.

The gun shadow flickered and the momentum was like a rainbow. The Ye family's spear skills were truly worthy of their reputation.

Ye Zelin's spear was so powerful that it completely suppressed King Qinghe's momentum, leaving him unable to fight back.

Ye Zelin kicked King Qinghe hard in the chest, sending him flying. King Qinghe's back hit the stone pillar hard, and then he fell on the steps in a mess, rolling down the steps uncontrollably.

Then, Ye Zelin flashed and rushed to the side of King Qinghe at the speed of covering his ears and stealing the bell. He swung the spear in his hand fiercely, and the sharp tip of the spear instantly touched King Qinghe's throat.

"Zhao You, you are deeply favored by the emperor and have received the emperor's grace, but you have evil ambitions and are plotting to murder His Majesty and usurp the throne. This is one of your crimes!"

After Ye Zelin finished speaking, he stabbed the King of Qinghe's left shoulder with the spear in his hand.

"Not only that, you also coerced the imperial physician Qi to secretly drug the crown prince Huaizhang, causing him to die young. Knowing that the second prince suffered from asthma, you ordered people to sew reed fluff into his bedding, causing the second prince to have an asthma attack and suffocate to death. You are so cruel and heartless that you even spared a five-year-old child and a baby in swaddling clothes! This is the second crime!"

Ye Zelin stabbed the spear into King Qinghe's right shoulder.

Prince Qinghe grimaced in pain but didn't utter a single sound.

Ye Zelin watched Prince Huaizhang being born. He regarded His Majesty as his close friend and brother, and naturally regarded Prince Huaizhang as his nephew as well.

Prince Huaizhang was intelligent, cute and kind-hearted. If he had not died young, he would have been an outstanding crown prince in the future, and the Song Dynasty would have had an enlightened monarch.

As for the second prince...

His Majesty once said that he wanted to marry his children to his. If it weren't for Prince Qinghe's murder, the Second Prince would have been his future son-in-law.

His friendship with His Majesty will continue in the next generation.

"Prince Qinghe, in order to seize the military power in the northern border, you took advantage of the fact that General Huo Qing had defeated the Liao army and was exhausted and ready to go. You teamed up with Cai Yuanchang and others to murder General Huo Qing, massacred the entire Huo family, and killed other innocent soldiers. You killed loyal and good people and massacred innocent people. This is a heinous crime. This is the third crime!"

Ye Zelin was filled with righteous indignation, and stabbed the spear in his hand into the left calf of King Qinghe, avoiding the vital part.

No matter which one of the charges was murdering the prince or killing loyal officials, Prince Qinghe was guilty of the death penalty. Moreover, Prince Qinghe also forced the emperor to abdicate and seize the throne, which was a crime punishable by the confiscation of property and extermination of the entire clan.

The fate of Prince Qinghe should be decided and judged by Your Majesty.

The imperial guards fought bravely and all the rebels were killed. Their blood was all over the ground, just like the amaryllis flowers blooming by the underworld, rich and brilliant, as if announcing the arrival of victory.

At this time, the commander of the imperial guards, Jun Shouyi, came over with a bloody sword in his hand, knelt on one knee, and said to Zhao Zixu, "Your Majesty, all the rebels have been killed."

Zhao Zixu said calmly, "Very good."

King Qinghe turned his head to look at Jun Shouyi, looking at him with disbelief, "Jun Shouyi, you betrayed me? Have you forgotten that everything you have was given to you by me?"

Jun Shouyi was not afraid of the King of Qinghe. He stood up straight and said righteously, "Your Highness, you have indeed been kind to me and helped me, but I am loyal to Your Majesty and the Song Dynasty. How can I be said to have betrayed you? You cannot slander my reputation with empty words!"

After hearing what Jun Shouyi said, Prince Qinghe spat out a mouthful of blood. It was unknown whether it was because of Jun Shouyi's anger.

Good boy, you made your position clear in one sentence, distanced yourself from their relationship, and expressed your loyalty to Zhao Zixu.

No wonder Jun Shouyi changed sides at the critical moment, it turned out that Zhao Zixu had bribed him a long time ago.

He thought everything was going well today, but he didn't know that Zhao Zixu had caught him in a trap.

Jun Shouyi stood up and stepped aside.

Zhao Zixu walked down the stairs one step at a time. His steps were slow but steady. Eunuch Luo followed beside Zhao Zixu and wanted to support him, but Zhao Zixu waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need it.

Zhao Zixu looked at the bloody Prince Qinghe lying on the ground and asked, "Uncle Prince, you have become a prisoner, do you regret it?"

Prince Qinghe glanced at Zhao Zixu and suddenly chuckled towards the sky.

Does he regret it?

No.

He was never one to regret anything.

"Uncle, my father and I have treated you well, why do you want to rebel?"

When Zhao Zixu mentioned the late emperor, Prince Qinghe felt a warm current surge in his heart, and all the past events emerged in his mind like clouds.

He and his elder brother lost their mother at a young age and were not favored by their father. They survived with difficulty by relying on each other in the treacherous harem. They also won the complicated power struggle and gained the highest power in the world.

He was so dependent on and trusted his brother, but after his brother ascended the throne, a rift arose between the two brothers and they gradually drifted apart.

Prince Qinghe looked at Zhao Zixu. This nephew had nothing in common with his brother, especially in character. Xier was generous and gentle.

And brother...

My brother is naturally the best person in the world.

But sometimes, I can't help but be a little suspicious.

"Xi'er."

Prince Qinghe called Zhao Zixu's nickname softly, and he suddenly realized that he had not called Zhao Zixu like this for a long time.

Xier had been the light and hope that he and his brother had been expecting during those difficult years. However, in the end, he destroyed his and his brother's hopes and expectations with his own hands.

He stared into Zhao Zixu's eyes, which revealed guilt, regret, and a hint of unwillingness.

"Xi'er, although the case of Huo Qing was committed by me, it was your father who personally judged the case." If a son overturns his father's case, it is considered unfilial, let alone the emperor?

"If the people of the world want to criticize me, I will blame them."

Prince Qinghe suddenly chuckled, "Xi'er, I'm sorry. Uncle... doesn't regret it."

After saying this, King Qinghe grabbed the tip of Ye Zelin's gun that was against him and stabbed it hard into his chest, with a determined look in his eyes.

Zhao Zixu's eyes suddenly shook.

In a trance, King Qinghe saw a young man walking towards him. The young man was wearing shabby clothes and had a thin face. He was waving at him and calling him: "Xiao Si, Xiao Si."

"Brother, brother."

"Brother...why, why can't you trust me more. Brother, can you trust Xiaosi more, please?"

Bro, I miss you so much.

King Qinghe slowly closed his eyes...