Quick wear: a good pregnancy, the treasure in the palm of an emperor's hand

The concubine's eyes were getting darker and darker. She used all her strength to say one sentence: "Leave the green hills without fear of running out of firewood, let go... Concubine, you... hurry up..."

Before she could say the word 'go', she breathed her last.

"Mother concubine, mother concubine." Tears burst out of the fourth prince's eyes instantly.

Xia Zheming and the fourth prince's personal guards pulled the fourth prince up and comforted him: "Fourth prince, it's too late to leave."

Everyone took the fourth prince and left, ignoring the emperor and the Long Yin Guard.

The imperial concubine has died, and there is nothing she can do if she doesn't want to leave.

The fourth prince was really unwilling to give up. He was obviously about to succeed, so why did the prince come to interfere.

Could it be that his decadence in the past few months was all acting.

Thinking that he himself had been pretending for several months, there was nothing he didn't understand.

He didn't confuse the emperor on the surface and plotted secretly.

It only took a few months of planning, but in the end I made a wedding dress for someone.

As soon as the fourth prince and his men escaped from the royal study, they were blocked by the cavalry general and his men.

This time, it was impossible to escape with wings.

How can these 100 people fight against these 1,000 people?

But if you don’t fight, you will die, so why not give it a try.

When the cavalry general saw the fourth prince, he started fighting without saying a word and launched a fierce attack.

The long sword slashed towards the fourth prince like a rainbow.

The fourth prince jumped up and used his sword to block the sword coming towards him.

The two of them were going back and forth with deadly moves, each move carrying full murderous intent.

Wherever the sword pointed, there were ruins and broken walls.

With blood splattering on his body and face, the fourth prince could not shake the cavalry general in the slightest. He was like a god of death, unstoppable wherever he went.

The breath of death filled the air and made people shudder. Pools of blood dyed the ground and the palace walls red.

Two-quarters of an hour later, the fourth prince led a hundred people who escaped from the imperial study room. All of them were dead and wounded. Only Xia Zheming and his personal bodyguards were left.

The two of them protected the fourth prince behind them.

Xia Zheming looked at the fourth prince with his red eyes: "Fourth prince, you go first, we will cut off the queen for you."

The fourth prince's eyes were flooded with blood and hatred, unable to see any brilliance of humanity.

He suddenly didn't want to struggle anymore, so what if he escaped?

Looking at the subordinates standing in front of him, he couldn't let them down.

"Xia Zheming, please leave quickly and leave me alone." He pushed the two people standing in front of him.

"Fourth Prince, you must leave if you want." Xia Zheming turned to look at the Fourth Prince behind him.

The cavalry general looked at the three of them pushing each other, and mocked: "You two brothers are as deep as the sea! Since you don't want to leave, then don't leave even one of them, just stay!"

The fourth prince's eyes were about to burst, and he said fiercely: "I didn't expect you guys to still be alive, your life is really long."

"Ha, fate is quite big. I'm really sorry to disappoint the fourth prince."

His face was as calm as waves, but his words were full of sarcasm: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, plan carefully, but in the end it's a mess.

As the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada before the oriole stalks the cicada. From the moment you plan your wedding, you are destined to make a wedding dress for others. "

In the last sentence, the words were suddenly cold and the eyes were cold and stern.

If the prince hadn't arrived in time and ruined the fourth prince's plan, today's tragedy would have been so tragic.

If you fail to win over, you will silence them. This is really not a thing.

The fourth prince didn't want to waste any more time, so he picked up his sword and stabbed the cavalry general.

There was another fierce fight. The swords in the hands of the two were like the white snake spitting out messages, hissing through the wind, and like the shuttle of a swimming dragon. Sometimes it was as light as a swallow, sometimes it was as sudden as lightning.

"Bang..." The fourth prince was defeated and was kicked in the abdomen. Like a kite with a broken string, he flew a distance and hit the ground heavily.

"Pfft..." He spat out a mouthful of blood.

As soon as he turned over, two swords were placed on his neck.

Xia Zheming and the guards also had two swords hanging on their necks.

When everyone was gone, the emperor covered his neck and sat on a chair.

"Go and give me the royal doctor." His whole body was cold and filled with murderous intent.

Ye Xiaohan led the people from the Gyeonggi camp into the imperial study room, and a coercive murderous intent rushed towards them.

The mighty general and several lieutenants knelt down on one knee and said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "I am humbled by my duty to save you, but I am late. I beg your Majesty to forgive me."

Ye Xiaohan also saluted and said, "See you, Father."

The emperor glanced at him with a scrutinizing gaze, and said in a cold voice: "The prince was not in the East Palace in the middle of the night, why are you here?"

"Father, my son heard the commotion in the East Palace, so he used Qinggong to rush to the Gyeonggi camp to report the news, and then fought back to the palace with the mighty general and the cavalry general.

The son did not come to rescue him immediately, so he begged his father to forgive him. "

The emperor felt his vision gradually blurring and his ears buzzing.

Now he had no time to pursue the blame, so he just waved his hand.

Seeing him covering his neck, Ye Xiaohan said, "Father, are you injured?"

His face was full of worry, and he said urgently: "Here comes Dr. Xuan."

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Yinwei came with Doctor Xu.

Doctor Xu was carried into the hall like a little chicken. He was dizzy and extremely uncomfortable.

It was his turn to be on duty tonight, and he heard the fourth prince rebelling in the middle of the night, and spent the rest of the night amidst the sounds of hacking and killing.

When he was still in shock, he was suddenly carried away by someone from behind.

Long Yinwei put Dr. Xu down, and he couldn't help but retched.

"Ugh... ugh..."

Seeing him looking like this, Long Yinwei became impatient, picked up his sword and put it on his neck.

"Get His Majesty a doctor quickly or die."

Doctor Xu's body trembled. He quickly wiped his mouth and snatched the medicine box from Long Yinwei's hand.

Walking to the emperor's side, he calmed down and said, "See your majesty."

The emperor didn't say anything, but used his eyes to signal him to check his pulse quickly.

Doctor Xu took out the pulse pillow, asked the emperor to put his hand on it, and began to diagnose the pulse.

As soon as his hands came up, Dr. Xu was startled. He shrank his hands and fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... you have planted poison." His voice was trembling, and his eyes were filled with fear.

Ye Xiaohan immediately asked: "Father has been poisoned?"

"Report... Your Majesty the Crown Prince, Your Majesty has been poisoned by a poison called 'A Touch of Red on the Snow'. This poison is colorless and odorless. Once contaminated, a person will not survive for more than an hour."

Hearing that he had been hit with a 'red touch on the snow', the emperor's expression suddenly changed.

He stood up suddenly, but his poisoned body had no strength. As soon as he stood up, he fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty, be careful." General Mighty quickly went to help him up.

The emperor knew about this poison, and anyone who planted it would have no choice but to die.

Because the poison is so poisonous, no one can create an antidote.

This poison had been lost for hundreds of years, but now it appeared in the hands of the noble concubine.

The emperor's face was full of unwillingness, and he was shaky.