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After Tang Ke left with Wu Shouze, Zhu Wenzhen was lying on the bed, dazed with fever, when he heard a rapid knock on the door outside.

Knowing that Xiao Ke couldn't knock on the door, Zhu Wenzhen didn't want to pay attention to the person who came. He closed his eyes and was about to cover his head with the quilt when he heard a familiar voice outside the door shouting "Your Highness".

"...Hong Rong?"

Hong Rong was the eunuch who served the emperor personally. Zhu Wenzhen's first reaction was that his father had arrived, so he put on his clothes and stood up to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Hong Rong rushed in, kneeling in front of Zhu Wenzhen, crying with a trembling voice: "Your Highness, Your Majesty is critically ill!"

There was a buzzing in Zhu Wenzhen's head, his body shook twice, he couldn't stand still, and almost fell over.

Hong Rong hurriedly got up to help him, but Zhu Wenzhen stood still, "Prepare the car and enter the palace."

Hong Rong could see that Zhu Wenzhen was ill, but now the situation was critical, and there was really no delay, so he could only suppress his worries and said, "My servant will wait for you to change clothes first."

Zhu Wenzhen was led by Hong Rong and a few young eunuchs back to the wing to change clothes, his head was spinning and his whole body was trembling slightly, he could only hold Hong Rong's arm tightly to prevent himself from falling down.

Seeing Zhu Wenzhen's pale appearance with no blood at all, Hong Rong felt distressed, but he didn't dare to say anything, he could only urge his little eunuch to move faster.

When Zhu Wenzhen was led by Hong Rong to go out, he raised his hand and ordered a group of imperial guards guarding outside the courtyard to go to Dali Temple as soon as possible to inform Tang Ke, saying that he was going to the palace to see his father, and asked him to communicate with Wu Shouze as soon as possible when he received the news. Go into the palace together to meet him.

On the way to the palace, Zhu Wenzhen sat in the carriage and asked Hong Rong with a gloomy face, "What happened?"

Hong Rong couldn't bear it any longer, and wept so much, "Your Majesty was fine this morning... After noon, His Majesty the Crown Prince met with His Majesty alone..."

Hong Rong spoke vaguely, and he didn't dare to go deeper. If he elaborated further, it would be treason, but he was full of doubts, and he didn't know who to tell. Even if there are those who are loyal to His Majesty, even a eunuch like him can't tell who is trustworthy.

The only one he could trust was the little Highness.

With just a few words, Zhu Wenzhen already understood it in his chest. He let out a long breath, closed his eyes, suppressed the deep hatred, and said in a hoarse voice, "Got it."

When Zhu Wenzhen rushed to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he could hear crying from a distance. He was led by Hong Rong to the bed. The queen, concubine and prince knelt down beside the bed. Zhu Wenqi and Zhu Mu stood side by side. The seat outside is listening to the report of several imperial physicians.

Hearing the eunuch's announcement that the king had arrived, the crying subsided instantly. The queen turned and cried and threw herself at Zhu Wenzhen, calling "my son". Zhu Wenzhen had no strength and was almost thrown down by her. Help the queen away.

Zhu Wenzhen stroked the empress's arm lightly, and then went straight to the emperor's bed, knelt down, embraced the emperor's hand, and shouted "Father emperor" with trembling lips, looking at the person on the bed with his eyes closed and his face pale and gray, Zhu Wenzhen's eyes were filled with tears. Feeling hot, he could only bite his lips tightly, trying not to let the tears come out.

He forced himself to stand up, came in front of the prince, and looked coldly at the younger brother who was so strange that his heart was chilled.

Zhu Wenqi's eyes were also red, as if he had cried, but Zhu Wenzhen could clearly see a smug look in his eyes.

"What did you do?" Zhu Wenzhen's body was still burning hot, but the coolness seeped into his heart.

Zhu Wenqi met his elder brother's eyes calmly, and replied coldly: "Shouldn't I ask you this, brother?"

Zhu Wenzhen stared at his younger brother for a moment, and didn't care to listen to his sophistry. He turned his head and glanced at the row of kneeling imperial physicians, "What's the matter with my father?"

The leading imperial physician Zhang kowtowed and replied, "My lord, Your Majesty, he...is poisoned."

Zhu Wenzhen clenched his hands tightly into fists by his side, his nails deeply embedded in the flesh of his palms, "What kind of poison is it? Can it be cured?"

"Still, still verifying..."

"Trash!" Zhu Wenzhen pulled out the saber from his waist and put it on the neck of Imperial Physician Zhang, "I ordered you to thoroughly investigate this matter within today, otherwise I will come to see you!"

Physician Zhang raised his head tremblingly, and did not immediately respond to Zhu Wenzhen's request, but instead looked at the prince for help.

Zhu Wenzhen suddenly understood, hatred surged up, and he raised the knife and cut off the crown of imperial doctor Zhang, "It was you who colluded with the crown prince to harm my father?!"

After saying this, everyone who was kneeling and crying in front of the emperor's couch was scared to silence, and all looked this way.

Doctor Zhang had only half of his hair hanging down, and he knocked his head loudly in fright, "I dare not, why did my lord wrong me like this!"

Zhu Wenzhen didn't want to waste time with him, so he glanced around at the kneeling imperial physicians and asked, "Where is Imperial Physician Hu? Call Imperial Physician Hu for questioning!"

The crown prince replied softly: "Emperor Hu has been arrested and brought to justice on suspicion of poisoning the emperor, and is currently being interrogated by the Ministry of Criminal Justice."

Zhu Wenzhen felt cold all over his body, and stared at his younger brother, "Zhu Wenqi, how long have you been planning this matter? That's your biological father! You bastard! How can you deal with such a cruel hand!"

The crown prince looked at Zhu Wenzhen coldly, "Brother, shouldn't I ask you the same thing? Imperial doctor Hu poisoned the father under the order of his brother, right? How can the father love his brother so much? How can he do it? "

Zhu Wenzhen's hand holding the knife was trembling. He raised the knife and put it directly on the prince's neck, and said bitterly: "You hand over the antidote now, or I will take the life of your beast for my father!"

"Xiang'er!"

The queen yelled out in fright, but she froze in place, forgetting to step forward to stop her.

A group of guards guarding in front of the hall immediately drew their swords and wanted to rush forward, but Zhu Wenqi raised his hand calmly and said "all back down" in a low voice.

Zhu Wenqi glanced down at Zhu Wenzhen's saber on his neck, then looked up at Zhu Wenzhen, "Brother Xiangjun, are you going to kill me?"

Zhu Wenzhen's hand holding the knife trembled slightly, but he didn't retract the knife, nor did he speak.

Zhu Wenqi looked calm, approached half a step towards his brother, raised his hands, "If brother wants to kill, then kill him, I will never fight back, let brother deal with it."

Zhu Wenzhen clenched his teeth, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and every muscle in his body was tense, but the knife in his hand could no longer get close to his brother's neck.

"The King of Zhenbei has arrived—"

There was a report outside the hall, and everyone in the Hall of Mental Cultivation was stunned.

Shouldn't Zhu Changcun be far away in the north to defend against foreign enemies at this time?Why did you suddenly return to the palace?

Zhu Changcun directly led the army into the palace, and the guards behind him showed the purpose of his trip - if it wasn't rebellion, then it was rescue.

Zhu Wenzhen believes in his uncle's loyalty to his father, so he firmly believes that Zhu Changcun is here to rescue him.

Zhu Changcun rushed into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and the guards escorted a group of soldiers behind him. Behind Zhu Changcun, the deputy general carried a man tied up by five flowers, and he also carried one in his hand.

Zhu Wenzhen saw clearly the two people who were tied up——Zhao Mang, the left governor of the Chinese army's governor's mansion, and Hou Feng, the admiral of the nine gates.

Before Zhu Wenzhen called out "Uncle Emperor", Zhu Changcun threw Zhao Mang and Hou Feng directly in front of him, and asked, "Mr. Xiang, do you have anything to say?"

Zhu Wenzhen glanced at Zhao Mang, who was lying in front of him and screaming, and Hou Feng, who was kneeling on the ground and bowed his head without saying a word, and then looked at Zhu Changcun, "I don't understand what Uncle Huang is talking about."

Zhu Changcun snorted coldly, "You don't understand, but Governor Zhao and Admiral Hou understand very well."

Before Zhu Changcun finished speaking, Zhao Mang was already writhing on the ground and shouting to Zhu Wenzhen, "Your Majesty, save me!"

Zhu Wenzhen took a step back, frowned deeply, and looked at Zhao Mang coldly.

Zhu Changcun asked again: "Have you still not recognized it?"

Zhu Wenzhen looked at the emperor's uncle, "What do you recognize?"

Zhu Changcun fixedly looked back at Zhu Wenzhen, and after a while, said word by word: "Poisoning the emperor, forming a party for personal gain, secretly planning a mutiny, plotting a rebellion, which one do you deny?"

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