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He rounded his eyes and looked at Tang Ke.

Tang Ke stepped on his back, raised his hand, and pressed the Suifeng sword against his wrist, "Chop off the whole hand."

After finishing speaking, he raised the edge of the sword high, and the blade made a series of beeps.

"Xiao Ke—"

With his back against the wall, Zhu Wenzhen slid to the ground and raised his hands towards Tang Ke.

Tang Ke's eyes turned red instantly, and he ignored Zhu Wenqi for the time being, and rushed forward to hug Zhu Wenzhen tightly, "Xiang'er, I'm sorry..."

Zhu Wenzhen embraced Tang Ke, rubbed his face against his front, closed his eyes, and buried his head in his chest.

He thought he would never have the chance to be hugged by Xiao Ke again...

Tang Ke kissed Zhu Wenzhen's head vigorously, "I will lead you out as soon as possible."

After Tang Ke finished speaking, he let go of Zhu Wenzhen, turned around and walked towards the prince again, but Zhu Wenzhen held his arm.

Tang Ke held the Suifeng Sword in his hand, and his body was filled with murderous aura that could not be concealed. The blade of the sword contained endless internal force. Zhu Wenzhen was weak and barely supported his arm, but was directly led by Tang Ke to rush forward, almost falling to the ground. fell to the ground.

Tang Ke withdrew his hands in a panic, covered his inner strength, and squatted down again to support Zhu Wenzhen.

Understanding Zhu Wenzhen's intentions, Tang Ke's brows turned cold, "You still protect him when he treats you like that? Wait for him to find another chance to hurt you?"

Zhu Wenzhen shook his head, "I'm not protecting him, I'm worried about you... He is the prince, if you kill him today, how will you gain a foothold in the Jin Dynasty in the future?"

Thinking of the scene he saw when he rushed into the cell just now, Tang Ke felt so angry that his reason had long been left behind, "I don't care."

"Xiao Ke!" Zhu Wenzhen's eyes turned red again when he heard Tang Ke's words, "You don't care, so what should I do?"

Tang Ke stared at Zhu Wenzhen's tears welling up in his eyes, and was stunned. After recovering for a while, he realized that he was reckless. He knelt down on one knee, hugged Zhu Wenzhen, and shouted "Xiang'er" in a low voice.

Zhu Wenzhen leaned in his arms and said in a muffled voice: "Zhu Wenqi poisoned my father, let him hand over the antidote and save my father, and my father will take care of him."

Tang Ke responded in a low voice, picked up Zhu Wenzhen, put him on the bed next to him, and then came to Zhu Wenqi's side, and pressed his removed chin back.

Zhu Wenqi yelled out in pain, his face was pale, and sweat soon began to ooze from his forehead.

Tang Ke first asked, "Where is the antidote?" Zhu Wenqi gave him a blank look, and turned away with a cold snort.

Tang Ke squatted down and searched Zhu Wenqi all over his body, but found nothing. He asked again where the antidote was, but still did not get a response.

Tang Ke squatted down again, pinched Zhu Wenqi's middle finger and snapped it off forcefully, "How many fingers do you think you can let go if I break your fingers?"

"you--!"

Zhu Wenqi was also raised in rich clothes and fine food, and had never been threatened like this before. At this time, he was pulled by his fingers and twisted his body in fright, but he couldn't break free from Tang Ke's shackles, so he could only turn his head and shout out: " Come here! They are all dead outside!"

Tang Ke exerted a little force on his hand, and his knuckles clicked. Zhu Wenqi snorted and dared not make a sound.

"The group of people you brought outside have been dealt with by me. Don't worry, the prince, this place is very safe now. No matter what you call, no one will come."

Zhu Wenqi came to Zongzheng Temple to create the illusion that King Jing committed suicide in fear of crime for Zhu Changcun and other people in the palace. Zongzheng Temple had already been opened up by him, so this trip only brought a few quick-witted people, ready to take Zhu Wenzhen for a quick fight Leaving, in order to deceive others, the group of elite guards who originally accompanied him were not brought along.

He didn't expect Tang Ke to enter the palace as if he had entered the land of no one, let alone he could come so soon.

There was a sharp pain in the root of the finger, Zhu Wenqifang came back to his senses, and cried out in pain: "Okay! Let me tell you where the antidote is!" He quickly reported the location of the blue and white porcelain vase in the corner of a side hall in the East Palace.

Tang Ke stared at his eyes, but found no trace of lying, so he knocked the man unconscious, tied him up and threw him in a corner, then turned around and came to Zhu Wenzhen's side.

"I'll go out to find Wu Shouze first, you wait for me here for a while."

After Tang Ke finished speaking, he was about to turn around and go out, but Zhu Wenzhen hugged him tightly and refused to let him go.

Tang Ke had no choice but to move forward to brush away his messy forehead hair sticking to his face, and kissed him lightly on the forehead, "I'll be right back."

Zhu Wenzhen shook his head and hugged him even tighter.

Tang Ke sighed, and could only bend over to pick up Zhu Wenzhen, and went outside.

Wu Shouze was wearing the uniform of a guard and guarding the only exit outside the prison vigilantly holding a knife. Seeing Tang Ke coming out with Zhu Wenzhen in his arms, he stepped forward to salute.

Tang Ke briefly explained the situation just now, "I'm going to the East Palace to get the antidote."

Wu Shouze nodded and said directly, "I'll go with you."

Tang Ke responded, "The prince was knocked unconscious by me and tied up in the innermost cell. You may have to trouble Mr. Wu to go in and bring him out."

Hearing Tang Ke calmly say about knocking the prince unconscious and tying him up, Wu Shouze was stunned for a few seconds before he let out a stiff "Oh" and trotted in. When he came out, he was holding the prince in his hands, like She is extremely unaccustomed to hugging a man like this, and this man is still a prince.

Tang Ke saw that it was very difficult for Wu Shouze to go to the East Palace with him to find the antidote, so he advised him to wait for him in the dark bush outside a pavilion on the west side of Zongzheng Temple.

It was really inconvenient for Wu Shouze to move while holding the prince, so he nodded in agreement.

Tang Ke originally wanted Zhu Wenzhen and Wu Shouze to wait for him in the dark bush, but Zhu Wenzhen was so clingy to him that Tang Ke was afraid of losing him again, so he decided to take him to the East Palace to get the antidote.

Wu Shouze bid farewell to the two, carried the crown prince in his arms and headed west.

For the convenience of action, Tang Ke changed to carrying Zhu Wenzhen on his back.

Zhu Wenzhen obediently lay on his back, his arms tightly wrapped around Tang Ke's neck, his legs wrapped around his waist, and his face was buried in the hollow of his shoulders, rubbing lightly.

Tang Ke turned his head, kissed him lightly on the top of his head, hugged his legs, turned around and was about to go east, but saw a group of well-trained troops approaching like a black cloud not far away.

About an hour ago, when Zhu Chang lived in the Hall of Mental Cultivation to check the detailed materials of Zhu Wenzhen's rebellion and the clues that might be related to the antidote found from King Jing's Mansion, he received a message from the prince's person saying that there was a change in Zongzheng Temple , Ask Zhu Changcun to send people to check.

Because of Zhu Wenzhen's last sentence before being dragged out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Zhu Changcun never dared to leave Zhu Houxue's side, and the investigation of Zongzheng Temple was handed over to the crown prince.

At this time, I heard that the prince's people came to report, and I guessed that something happened to Zhu Wenzhen, so I directly sent the most powerful lieutenant Zhang Huan to lead a thousand elite northern border troops to Zongzheng Temple.

Zongzheng Temple occupies a small area in the palace, and a thousand heavily armed soldiers surrounded the entire mansion tightly.

Zhu Changcun's people are different from the guards of the palace. They are warriors who have been fighting bloody battles in the north all year round, and each of them has the courage and courage to stand up to ten.

Tang Ke stood sideways behind the prison gate of Zongzheng Temple, watching the troops that quickly surrounded him, and suddenly realized that it was impossible to go to the East Palace to get the antidote.

Even if his status as the world's number one assassin is here, if he wants to bring Xiang'er to face such an army, the hope of breaking through and going to the East Palace to find the antidote is slim.

Only by abandoning all plans and immediately leading Xiang'er to escape from the palace, can they have a chance.

Feeling that Zhu Wenzhen's arms around his neck became tighter, almost strangling him, Tang Ke turned his head and saw Zhu Wenzhen staring vigilantly at the army in the distance, his brows were tightly knit together , the night wind blew the broken hair on his forehead, and his delicate eyes were full of fear.

Tang Ke kissed him on the cheek and rubbed his hair, "Don't be afraid, Xiang'er, with me here, nothing will happen."

The author has something to say: Why did the crown prince succeed in poisoning the emperor? There will be an explanation later

New chapter: The duel between the assassin and the prince has officially begun

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