Quick Wear: When the Affectionate Male Supporting Character Gets the Script of a Cool Stories

For a moment, Emperor Nan didn’t even dare to think about what was young or not.

He had indeed once been able to decide the outcome of a battle, but that was only once.

Right now, he was already struggling to ride a horse and shoot arrows, how could he fight against these...

Although he had a lot on his mind, the Southern Emperor kept a straight face. He held the horse reins and asked coldly, "Whose people are you?"

Perhaps he already had the answer, but when this day really came, the Southern Emperor couldn't help feeling disheartened.

The assassins who came in from the woods looked at each other and did not answer the Southern Emperor's question, but paused.

There is actually another group of people here...

No matter what, completing the orders from above is the most important thing.

The leader of one of the groups shouted, "As long as we kill the dog emperor, the day our master ascends the throne will be the day for you and me to be promoted!"

The other leader's eyes widened when he heard this. He was a smart man, so he immediately agreed: "Brothers! Did you hear that? If the Fourth Prince gives the order, we must die!"

The Southern Emperor sneered, and unknowingly pulled the bow to its full extent, shooting three arrows at once. Although his body was not as big as before, he still mastered the archery skills.

After being hit by three arrows, Emperor Nan whipped his horse and tried to break out in that direction, but he didn't notice that there was an arrow behind him aiming at his heart.

call out--

The hidden arrow failed to fire, and the man was shot through the heart by an arrow of unknown origin and fell to the ground with a bang.

The Southern Emperor did not dare to stop and continued to rush towards the breakthrough.

A few more arrows followed to cover his escape.

"Your Majesty, please leave!"

The Southern Emperor was startled and looked in the direction of the voice, and it was Su Huai!

After saying that, Su Huai took out a signal cigarette from his arms, lit it and released it, his handsome face looking solemn and serious.

He felt that what Wei Zheng said was not right.

Today is the spring hunt, and the emperor is among them. He is not allowed to enter the forest. It sounds like there is some arrangement.

The situation in the court is extremely tense right now. The Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince are evenly matched. Whoever makes the quickest move will be in control of the situation.

There are examples of people who would risk everything for such enormous power.

But he didn't dare, nor was he willing to think about it more deeply.

Wei Ting assists the Fourth Prince, and he knows that he has evil ambitions, but in his heart, Wei Jiusi is not the same person as his father.

However, the witnesses who died in the Dali Temple prison in the Lingnan case forced Su Huai to endure the heart-wrenching pain and suspect Wei Zheng.

The sudden appearance of the white deer in the hunting ground made Su Huai almost certain that something was wrong. When others were scattered by the prey, his eyes were always fixed on Nan Di, and he quietly followed him into the woods.

Wei Zheng was not seen among the assassins, which made Su Hui feel a little relieved.

"Chase! We can't let them escape!"

call out--

shhh-

It was obviously impossible to fight against many enemies alone. After covering the Southern Emperor's withdrawal from the encirclement, Su Huai shot a few arrows and began to retreat.

A horse's legs are faster than a person's, but it is difficult to avoid the rain of arrows from behind. Su Hui drew his sword and swung it, but he was still scratched in many places.

Suddenly, a voice came into my ears——

"Lord Su, come to my side."

Ok?

While Su Huai was wondering, a group of imperial guards rushed up from the grass slope.

The Southern Emperor sat high on his horse, looking down with cold eyes at everything that was happening before his eyes.

……

"what?!"

"Father has already made arrangements?"

"No one can be left alive. Let Wei Zheng kill them!"

"Then let them end their lives on their own. The Death Warriors know what to do."

Almost the same words were spoken by the Fourth Prince and the Crown Prince.

When Wei Zheng arrived at the place, he saw the wounds all over Su Huai's body. His face was as cold as a Shura from hell. He picked up his sword and rushed into the forest.

After an unknown amount of time, the sounds of swords and sabers stopped, and birds flew overhead, making the blood-stained forest look even more desolate and cold.

Someone presented something to His Majesty, but Su Huai didn't pay attention. His attention was uncontrollably focused on the men fighting in the woods.

Wei Zheng's body was covered in blood. After he rushed in, no matter which side the assassins belonged to, since he couldn't find who hurt Su Huai, then these people deserved to die.

When everything quieted down, Wei Zheng took a breath, and the first thing he saw when he turned around was Su Huai.

There was too much heaviness hidden in those deep and sharp eyes, so heavy that Su Huai felt like he was walking in a fog. He could not see clearly, nor could he touch Wei Jiusi.

He saw Wei Zheng move his lips, as if calling his name, and then walked towards this direction.

Ah Huai.

Wei Zheng took only one step before he was blocked by several swords and knives. The bloody blades were placed on his neck. As soon as he tried to move, more swords and knives were raised, preventing him from taking even a single step.

Wei Jiusi.

Su Huai moved his lips, and infinite panic surged in his heart. He realized something and looked up at Emperor Nan.

The latter got down from the horse with the help of Eunuch Gao who rushed over, and did not look at all embarrassed as he had just been in danger.

The depth of the emperor's mind was reflected to the extreme at this moment.

"Wei Zheng, can you explain to me why some assassins were found with the badges of the Weibei Marquis's soldiers?"

Su Huai's face turned pale instantly, and he looked at Wei Zheng in disbelief.

Wei Zheng was escorted before the Southern Emperor by the Imperial Guards. He lowered his eyelids slightly, as if he did not want to defend himself, and seemed to have nothing to say.

The Southern Emperor casually handed the badge in his hand to Eunuch Gao, "I have treated you well, allowing you to become the commander of the Imperial Guards at such a young age, and your father was personally conferred the title of Marquis of Weibei by me. How dare you and your son repay kindness with enmity?"

Wei Zheng was silent for a long time before he spoke in a hoarse voice: "...My father's orders are hard to disobey. My father was not aware of this matter. Your Majesty, please consider my father's past merits and show some leniency to my father and the Marquisate."

The Southern Emperor sneered, "Let me off the hook? Haven't I been kind enough to you and your son? The fourth brother is confused, and you are confused too? If you want to assassinate me, do you think I will believe that Wei Ting is unaware of it?!"

"His Majesty--"

"That's enough," the Southern Emperor raised his hand to stop him, and coldly ordered Leng Changlin, the commander of the Imperial Guards, "You will be in charge of the Imperial Guards for now. Immediately lead the troops to surround the Weibei Marquis's Mansion and arrest Wei Ting. Temporarily lock him up in the Heavenly Prison of the Ministry of Justice. Except for the person I appoint to investigate this case, no one is allowed to contact Wei Ting!"

"Wei Zheng was also taken to the Heavenly Prison, and the head of the Ministry of Justice was ordered to interrogate him strictly!"

"Your Majesty..." Su Hui stepped forward and could not help but speak, "I think this matter is of great importance and is not as clear as it seems on the surface. How could an assassin assassinate someone——"

"Su Jingnan!" Wei Zheng suddenly spoke, looking at him sideways with a look of sarcasm that Su Huai had never seen before, "It's not your turn to add insult to injury. If it weren't for you..."

"What would have happened if it wasn't for him?" The Southern Emperor raised his eyebrows. "If it wasn't for him, would you have succeeded in the assassination? Lord Su bravely rescued you and is a meritorious official. I want to reward him and take Wei Zheng away!"

Wei Zheng withdrew his gaze, looking unwilling, and did not look at Su Huai again.

Young Marquis Wei, who once wore the armor of the commander of the imperial guards, was heroic and high-spirited, and the famous Weibei Marquisate, will come to an end from today.

Su Hui was stunned, his eyes suddenly fell on Wei Zheng's arm. He was injured.

No, that's not right.

Everything happened so fast.

The slight suspicion he had about Wei Zheng before it happened was completely dispelled at this moment.

Su Huai looked up at the sky with a frown, as if a net was spreading out across the sky.

He closed his eyes and asked, Wei Zheng, what do you want to do?

……

After what happened during the Spring Hunt, the hunt could not continue. It was announced to the public that the emperor had been assassinated, and the Spring Hunt team rushed back to the imperial city.

Helan Cheng was under the close supervision of Leng Changlin, the commander of the imperial guards. As soon as he entered the imperial city, he was thrown into the prison of the Ministry of Justice and became a cellmate with his uncle.

When Wei Ting saw that the four princes had all been sent in, his face turned grim. He knew in his heart that it would be difficult to turn the situation around.

But I don’t understand why it has suddenly come to this.

After the soldiers left, Wei Ting came over and asked with gritted teeth: "Who asked you to assassinate His Majesty?!"

"The Crown Prince is weak now. As long as we can stabilize the situation, Your Majesty..."

He paused, his tone was full of regret: "Your mother is in the palace, and with the help of the inside and outside, there will be no worries about not being able to accomplish your great cause. Why are you so anxious?!"

Helan Cheng's expression gradually became strange, and he frowned in confusion: "Uncle, didn't you hint that I should strike first and then frame the assassination on the prince?"

"When did I tell you these words?" Wei Ting was puzzled. "Because the Lingnan case was closely monitored by His Majesty, I rarely interacted with your mother in public, so how could I talk to you--"

He suddenly paused. Since he hadn't contacted Helan Cheng, the only person who could represent his opinion was...

"It's Wei Zheng." He Lancheng said, still confused.

Wei Ting immediately understood a lot, his face darkened, "Your Majesty, how can you think that the assassin was sent by me?"

He was arrested in Beijing and had no idea what happened on Mount Qibei.

Helan Cheng said, "My father ordered the imperial guards to ambush at the foot of the hillside early in the morning to lure our people out, and found the badges of the Marquis's soldiers on them."

Wei Ting's blood boiled: "This rebellious son!"

Ever since the last time in the Dali Temple prison, when he ordered Wei Zheng to deal with those personal witnesses, he felt that Wei Zheng was acting a little rashly.

It was so obvious that anyone could see that they were silencing the witness.

Now, how could Wei Zheng be considered rash? He was calculating too much!

She was even willing to include herself in the mix and bring him down!

Just for that kid from the Su family, he gave up his future and his life. How could Wei Ting give birth to such a useless son! ?

"Uncle, what should we do now? Mother..." Helan Cheng had completely lost his composure and murmured, "Mother is still in the palace. What will father do to her?"

"My mother didn't participate in this matter. My father won't do anything to her. He dotes on her so much. As long as my mother finds a way to plead for mercy, uncle, can we still turn things around?"

Wei Ting looked at his nephew with almost indifference, and felt more than once that he was extremely stupid.

But he only has this one nephew, and he has to support this one prince.

Even at this point, he still feels that things can still turn around.

Wei Ting sneered: "How to turn the tables? Your mother was also involved in the murder of His Majesty."

"What?" Helan Cheng was stunned. "My mother just knew about it. I didn't ask her to do anything."

"But I do," Wei Ting interrupted him, his eyes cold, "otherwise why do you think His Majesty has been in poor health these days?"

Helan Cheng's eyes widened.

Wei Ting didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he walked to the corner and sat down to clear his thoughts.

Although he did not instruct Helan Cheng to assassinate and rebel, it does not mean that he has not thought about it.

As early as the Fourth Prince was imprisoned and lost his power, he was also neglected by the Emperor, and the Prince's party was pressing forward step by step in the court.

Wei Ting secretly contacted Concubine Zhao and made plans early.

The emperor was in good health, and it was unknown when he would succeed to the throne. Concubine Zhao was favored, so it was easy for her to tamper with the emperor's food without being noticed.

But his sister was timid and didn't dare to do it because she was stripped of her title last time. He had to persuade Concubine Zhao to do it.

He had already been secretly winning over court officials, just waiting for the emperor to fall, and then putting the blame of the poisoning on the mother and son of the East Palace, and things would proceed smoothly.

In order to ensure that people in the court and the world would believe that the prince was eager for a higher rank and therefore joined forces with the queen to poison the emperor, he listened to the advice of his advisers and planned the incident of the magic stone falling from the sky in Hexi.

Everything was going smoothly, but I never expected this.

The son whom he had raised for many years turned out to be an ungrateful person. He saw all his plans and pretended to be indifferent on the surface, but secretly did so many things just to send him to the prison.

Well, he really raised a good son!

Just as he was thinking about it, the heavy door of the sky prison opened, and a ray of light poured into the dark and damp corridor.

Wei Zheng was brought in wearing prison clothes. There were traces of whipping on his body, and he had obviously been tortured. His angular facial features were indifferent and calm, but when his eyes swept across Wei Ting, there was a slight change.

Helan Cheng in the cell next door saw Wei Zheng and started cursing.

The jailer was about to continue escorting Wei Zheng forward, but he suddenly stopped.

Although he became a prisoner, the jailer was still a little scared. He also wanted to watch the fun, so he let him stand at the door of the cell where Wei Ting was.

Wei Ting suppressed his anger and said, "Wei Zheng, is that Su guy so important? Are you going to kill your father for him?!"

Wei Zheng stared at him for a while before he slowly said, "I didn't betray you, father."

Wei Ting couldn't help but sneer, "Does it matter whether you confess or not at this point? You and I are father and son, but we are still connected by blood. How can we act differently?"

Wei Zheng's expression suddenly turned cold. "If possible, I would rather you were not my father. If you think I am only doing this for him, you are wrong."

"Treason is a serious crime. Even if you succeed by chance, how can such a person become a wise ruler?"

Wei Zheng's eyes swept across Helan Cheng and he smiled sarcastically.

"I didn't know I raised such a loyal and patriotic son!" Wei Ting sneered.

Wei Zheng lowered his eyes and didn't look at him again. He paused and asked, "Do you still remember what my mother looks like?"

Wei Ting was stunned, and suddenly realized that Wei Zheng had always been resentful about his mother's death.

He opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Wei Zheng, who looked cold:

"Let's go. Please arrange my cell farther away from here."

Da da da……

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away in this sky prison that seemed to have no end.