How do treacherous courtiers with love brain save themselves

Marquis Anping did not expect that the conversation he had just had with Bai Yuhui would be overheard by the spies of Emperor Shengjin.

Furious and annoyed, Master Hou was furious. He got up and kicked Bai Yuhui who was leaning against the wall.

Bai Yuhui closed his eyes, only felt a gust of wind on his face, he was kicked hard in the chest, and his whole body fell towards the nearby haystack.

Hou Ye thought of the troublesome follow-up after returning to Beijing, and raised his leg again in frustration.

Bai Yuhui pressed his chest with one hand, clamped Hou Ye's raised leg with the other hand, and pulled it backward, and Hou Ye almost fell off on the spot.

"Bai Yuhui, you are such a cunning thing, you really don't make people worry about death."

"It's the dead that make people worry." Bai Yuhui laughed.

Anping Hou was flustered, turned around and left.

Bai Yuhui deliberately provocatively said: "Master Hou, explain it to the emperor carefully, and he will forgive you."

Anping Hou angrily kicked the lamp post in the corridor, an oil lamp fell to the ground, and the light in the cell became darker again.

Bai Yuhui leaned against the cold wall alone, pressing his chest, and forced a somewhat ugly smile.

He was a little worried about his junior brother.

I don't know if he can follow what he said at first, and just acquiesce in everything.

He was worried that his little junior brother would not bear it.

Bai Yuhui sighed lightly.

At the other end of the cell, the third prince went to Jin Lingyue's cell.

"My lord, I haven't seen you for a long time. I really never expected to see you here again." The third prince spoke sincerely and smiled softly, without the slightest hint that all of this was a trap that he participated in designing.

"Where is Lord Bai?" Jin Lingyue's first sentence was to ask where his senior brother was going.

"Xiaoqi is very good, don't worry, with my third brother around, he will be fine."

With her back to the cell door, Jin Lingyue was looking up at the small window. Hearing what the third prince said, Jin Lingyue turned around slowly, and the light that was not too strong shone on him. People are as warm as golden light.

"Third brother? This kind of third brother who personally sent him to the guillotine? It's better to know a few less."

The third prince was stunned, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "Xiao Qi told you all? This is our play, Mr. Jin, you don't have to worry about it. After the play is over, you will all be safe."

"Finish? I'm afraid the scene won't be finished. I'm afraid you don't know much about Lord Bai."

"Xiaoqi is quite a good person. I know he would risk his life for you. But this time, he might not be able to protect you. The power of your life and death is in my hands. Mr. Jin, do you think I will..."

Jin Lingyue raised her hand to interrupt the third prince's remarks, and smiled: "Are you sure that the power of life and death is in your hands?"

For some reason, the third prince originally wanted to say that he was right, but when he saw Jin Lingyue's bland smile, he felt a chill down his back, opened his mouth, but was still unable to speak.

Jin Lingyue obviously didn't say a single serious word, but the deadly chill easily penetrated from the third prince's ears into his brain, forcing him to turn his head and stop looking at him.

"Don't play tricks. Xiao Qi didn't expect this setup, and it's even more impossible for you to know. The reason why I came to see you is to comfort you because you are Xiao Qi's sweetheart. If you don't Thank you, that's all. Someone will come to bring you up for interrogation in a while, you should be ready." After finishing speaking, the third prince turned around smartly, walked a few steps, and smiled sideways: "I didn't intend to drag you into the water at first, You bumped in by yourself."

Jin Lingyue cupped her hands slightly, "Then I would like to thank the third prince for fulfilling his mission."

"You're welcome, I hope you can still say that after you've been punished."

Assassinating King Qin Wei, if the interrogation is carried out according to the procedures, the two of them will undoubtedly die.

In particular, the third prince specifically told them to save face, making Bai Yuhui and Jin Lingyue's situation even more difficult.

Bai Yuhui was no stranger to the tiger stool chili water, and he even reminded the cell leader when he was wiping the whip with chili water, "The bricks under my feet are a little crooked, please put them on the right side."

The head of the cell had never seen such a tough-tongued person, and he couldn't help but praise a few words: "My lord, your body really surprised me. You look thin and weak, but I didn't expect you to be so resistant. We I was thinking of beating you down before going to interrogate Mr. Jin. We can’t continue if you are so old and stubborn.”

"I'm sorry, I can hold on for a while longer, take your time, we're not in a hurry. Your enthronement ceremony is still a few days away anyway, and I still have a few days to live."

The prison chief's eyes suddenly lit up: "You understand quite well. How could a person who understands so well go to assassinate our lord?"

Bai Yuhui spat out the blood in his mouth, and said with a smile: "I understand everything you said, why would I assassinate your lord on your territory?"

What he said seemed to be justifying, but it also seemed to be admitting a crime.

The jailer's eyes flickered, he wiped the pepper water on the whip in his hand, added a handful of coarse salt particles, and laughed: "You people's brains are spinning too fast, I don't understand. The order I received was for you to spit."

Bai Yuhui said coolly, "Excuse me."

The cell boss walked up to Bai Yuhui with a whip, "Say it."

"In the order that the third prince gave you, did you say, save my life?"

The third prince locked the two of them in the prison, and immediately went to prepare for the enthronement ceremony.

The other brothers really nodded and bowed to the third prince as they had promised at the beginning, and obeyed.

The third prince was full of joy.

He had thought about this throne for a long time.

Now, it's finally time to be your own.

When the third prince returned to the mansion, the little maid ran out in a panic and bumped into the guard next to the third prince.

"Yuanzhu, what's the matter? You're so flustered."

"Master, ma'am, she...she took poison."

The third prince froze at the door for a long time, and then ran into the courtyard.

He and the third imperial concubine are considered childhood sweethearts. They have witnessed each other's growth, and they have supported and warmed each other along the way to come to today.

Seeing that the throne is about to be obtained, he can send his beloved woman to be the queen, how could she?

The third prince was so anxious that he knocked over a few maids and servants who were in a hurry on the road, and ran all the way to the bedroom without stopping.

The third imperial concubine was helped to the bed. Although she had been watered and vomited by the maids in time, her face was still as white as paper, and the bloodstains at the corners of her mouth were pulled into her underwear. The large bloodstain on her chest proved that the little girl How true the maidservant's previous report was.

The third prince had never been so flustered.

At this time, he was only six or seven steps away from the side of the bed, as long as he took a little bigger step, three or four steps would pass, and he would be able to hug his favorite imperial concubine.

But now his legs were as heavy as lead. He tried his best to raise his legs and wanted to walk over, but those legs didn't move.

The little maidservants came in and out to fetch water, pour water, wipe the dirty blood for the imperial concubine, and kept talking to the imperial concubine in her ear to keep her from falling asleep.

The third prince saw that normally bright and charming little face turned lifeless at this moment, and felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

"Master, what are you still standing here for? Hurry up and call Madam's name, don't let her fall asleep."

"Master, get up and drive, don't block the door."

"Master, hurry up and urge the imperial doctor."

"Father..."

"Father..."

The third prince's headache was splitting from each yelling.

Amidst the chaotic voices, a mosquito-like "Master" was like a sharp arrow, piercing straight into the third prince's heart.

The third prince looked at the person on the bed, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Ma'am, I'm here." The third prince flew to the side of the bed in three steps at a time, picked up the imperial concubine's hand and held it in his broad palm.

"Ma'am, I'm here, why are you so upset? What did I do wrong?" The third prince was flustered, and there was a cry in his words.

"You... have changed." The third imperial concubine took a few breaths before slowly uttering this sentence.

The third prince paused, and he immediately understood what the third concubine meant.

He immediately explained: "Ma'am, it's all drama. Xiaoqi is fine, and I haven't changed. Don't worry. Hold on, the imperial doctor will come soon. I'll take you to see Xiaoqi when you recover. He must be alive and kicking."

The third imperial concubine looked at the bed curtains with blurred eyes, and made an extremely desolate smile: "When I married you, I told you that if my... my man can... stand between heaven and earth without bending his waist, No matter how the outside world changes, he can... become the... light that I will always follow. I can run after the light... for the rest of my life, but my light cannot be blocked by dark clouds.... The covered light, How can I follow!"

"Ma'am, your light is still there, I don't..."

"You are treacherous, ahem, you designed to frame the younger brother you keep saying you want to protect, you... are not worthy of being that light." The third imperial concubine spat out another mouthful of blood after she finished speaking, because she could no longer control her body. Most of the blood from the mouth was spat on the third prince's arm.

The third prince hastily took the towel from the handmaid and carefully wiped off the blood stains around the mouth of the third concubine, "Ma'am, you believe me, I don't. I'm really just acting. If you are angry, you can beat me and scold me." , You can even kill me, how can you make fun of your own life?"

The third imperial concubine raised her eyes slightly, touched the third prince's face with her fingers, and said lightly: "Kill you? I can't bear it..."

The tears that the third prince had been holding back all this time finally burst out of his eyes.

The imperial doctor was dragged and dragged into the house.

The third prince was dragged back by the guards, and the imperial doctor knelt beside the bed and immediately began to treat him.

The third prince's residence was in chaos.

When the news reached the prison, Bai Yuhui was undergoing the third round of torture.

The cell boss noticed that Bai Yuhui should be a person who often goes in and out of the cell, and he is very familiar with the procedures here.

Sometimes when the cell boss wants to be lazy and skip a few steps, Bai Yuhui can point it out accurately.

This made the cell boss very distressed.

"My lord, please let go, it will be easier for both of us."

Bai Yuhui shook his head, his smiling eyes were unbelievably bright in the dim cell, "If I let go, Master Jin will come to my position, I can't bear it."