The first corrupt emperor [crossing]

The branches swayed and rustled, and the wind howled outside the window. I don't know when the strong wind suddenly lifted the tiles. The tiles fell to the ground and smashed to pieces. Quiet.

Qin Zheng frowned tightly, opened his eyes and glanced at the dark room, turned over, covered his ears and continued to sleep.

A flash of bright lightning suddenly pierced the night sky, and the purple-red light shone into the room. A silver blade reflected light for a moment, the blade paused, and continued to approach Qin Zheng's back silently.

After the lightning disappeared, a loud thunder fell, and at the same time, the blade slashed at Qin Zheng fiercely. Although the sound of the slash was drowned out by the thunder, the assassin still knew that he had slashed in vain. It's not 01:30 that's worse than hacking.

He turned around suddenly, facing the front of the dark void, whispered: "So you are awake."

Qin Zheng curled his lips. He is not stupid. Doesn't he reveal his position when he speaks?

After waiting for a while, the assassin suddenly slashed forward with a knife.

A flash of lightning fell, Qin Zheng dodged the knife, jumped lightly and came to his bed based on his memory, and groped for the place where the sword was, but found nothing.

Hearing the sound of Qin Zheng's footsteps, the assassin drew his breath and approached Qin Zheng's position. Instead of raising his saber, the assassin raised his right hand and slashed forward.

Qin Zheng couldn't hear the sound, but he had fought against people many times, and his prediction of the danger was very accurate. He had an intuition that he should get out of the way at this time, but his body seemed to not belong to him. The hand knife slashed on the back of his head.

Qin Zheng fell to the ground after being hit, but his consciousness did not disappear, and he could still feel every move of the assassin.

The assassin leaned over and touched Qin Zheng's face, took out a small bottle from his arms, opened the cap and poured out a black pill the size of a grain of rice, stuffed it into Qin Zheng's mouth, and then, with a thunderclap, pushed Opened the window and jumped out.

After the pill melted in his mouth, Qin Zheng first felt numbness on the tip of his tongue, and gradually this numbness spread all over his body. At some point, he opened his mouth and tried to breathe air, but what could enter his body was Rarely, the feeling of lack of oxygen has even overshadowed the paralysis.

Just when he was about to lose signs of life, Qin Zheng suddenly thought of a question, isn't he a corpse changer?

Qin Zheng opened his eyes suddenly, staring straight at Zhao Guoxian in front of him.

Zhao Guoxian trembled slightly, took two steps back, wiped off his cold sweat, and said softly, "Your Majesty, are you having a nightmare?"

Qin Zheng looked around, he was lying on the bed, and the bedding had not been cut. He suddenly got up and touched the place where the sword was, and a long sword was safely placed there.

Qin Zhengchang let out a breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead. It turned out that it was really a dream, but it felt too real.

Zhao Guoxian poured a cup of tea and handed it to Qin Zhengdao: "Your Majesty, it's the second watch now. You can drink a cup of tea and sleep after being shocked. The minister is watching outside."

Qin Zheng took the teacup, took a sip, looked at the teacup for a moment, and suddenly said: "Zhao Guoxian, when I was enthroned for three months, I was seriously ill once, do you remember?"

Zhao Guoxian took the teacup and said: "I remember, when I asked His Majesty to change his clothes in the morning, I found His Majesty fainted on the ground, and I was so frightened that I almost lost my soul."

Qin Zheng's eyes darkened, and after a while, he pointed to the place where he fainted in the dream, and said, "Did I faint there?"

Zhao Guoxian nodded and said: "Yes, but Your Majesty has great blessings and is favored by the heavens, so naturally nothing will really happen."

Qin Zheng touched the quilt and said in silence for a while, "Go down."

"Yes."

Qin Zheng looked at the long sword not far away, and he was almost sure of his guess. The dream just now was probably not a dream but a memory of the little emperor before he died.

Although the little emperor has martial arts, he has very little experience in fighting people. When he lost his vision and hearing, he lost his "eyes". Then he can develop intuition, just like Qin Zheng, he can avoid it completely, but the little emperor doesn't have this intuition.

"It seems that the little emperor was indeed killed." Qin Zheng lay down slowly, looking at the bed board above his head. The person who killed the little emperor was probably that mysterious person. Will also risk the next killer.

But so what?He couldn't die anyway.Qin Zheng frowned, turned over and continued to sleep.

Although he didn't need to pay too much attention to it, Qin Zheng still had a pimple in his heart. The next day, he felt that everything he ate was poisoned, so he simply put down the pastry, got up and read "Historical Records" in Gu Mingzhe's study.Borrowing "Historical Mirror" was one of his excuses for running to Gu Mingzhe's place every day.

After talking with Lin Changfeng that day, Qin Zheng no longer simply confessed, but began to pursue Gu Mingzhe fiercely. The most practical action was to use his sense of habit whenever he had something to do, so that Gu Mingzhe gradually got used to him. Existence, like a poppy, is gradually inseparable.

Gu Mingzhe stuffed the pastry and said, "Your Majesty, take it away and have a look."

Qin Zheng turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile, "A gentleman does not take away people's love."

Gu Mingzhe glanced at the pastry half-bitten by Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng coughed in embarrassment, glanced at the messy study, and said, "Where is the servant I assigned to take care of the study?"

Gu Mingzhe said sadly: "He suddenly contracted a serious illness a while ago, Eunuch Zhao transferred him away, I heard that he went there two days ago, it's a pity, that little servant is good, I used to give him cakes."

Qin Zheng was slightly taken aback, not because Gu Mingzhe would share pastries with others, but because the suspicion in his heart was instantly amplified.

Qin Zheng stared at the cakes on the table, pursed his lips slightly, and said, "Don't eat it, and call all the imperial physicians from the imperial medical office."

According to the emperor's oral order, the imperial physicians of the Imperial Medical Office rushed to the Qianqing Palace regardless of whether they were off duty or not. They studied a plate of pastries for a whole morning, and finally came to a conclusion-no poison.

Qin Zheng frowned. Was he really thinking too much?

Several imperial doctors waited tremblingly for the emperor to speak. They really couldn't see the toxicity. Did the emperor mean that they had to name the poison?

After a while, Qin Zheng waved his hands slightly and said, "Go down."

Hearing this, Gu Mingzhe relaxed his shoulders, put the small hand stove on the table, and continued eating pastries.

Several imperial doctors looked at Gu Mingzhe strangely, this man was too big, he could still eat this pastry after studying it for so long.

An imperial doctor in his 40s stared at Gu Mingzhe for a while, and when Qin Zheng was about to lose his temper, he sniffled and frowned and said, "Your Majesty, can Rong Chen check this hand stove?"

Qin Zheng's face darkened, and he nodded.