King's Landing [Rebirth]

The prince showed up at such a critical time, and many ministers who were dissatisfied with King Yi looked at him eagerly, hoping that he could say something, especially those who originally planned to befriend the prince, and hoped that he could immediately take the initiative .

However, the crown prince only said no, but didn't speak again. Instead, after Wang Shuzhi explained it for him, he frowned and crumbled.

Wang Shuzhi had already aimed his sights, and rushed over to support him with quick eyes and hands, and said respectfully: "Your Highness, be careful!" He secretly winked at him.

The prince understood, closed his eyes, and quickly "fainted".

The faces of the ministers changed one by one, some were worried and some were gloating.

King Yi took two steps forward, looking like a brother and friend, and was about to say that he would be sent to the East Palace to be seen by the imperial physician, but Wang Shuzhi preempted him.

"It's not easy for His Highness the Crown Prince to hold on until now. He is really exhausted. I will send him back for medical treatment immediately." Wang Shuzhi was full of regret, and without giving anyone a chance to react, he immediately arranged for someone to send the Crown Prince out of the palace, and Personally escort to Prince Rui's residence.

Wang Yi stared at Wang Shuzhi's back and gritted his teeth.

The news of the prince's return to the capital spread quickly, and King Yi, who insisted that the prince had died unexpectedly, was in a dark face. Thinking of the controlled emperor and queen mother in the palace, he was even more in a dilemma.

The emperor has not shown his face for a long time, and Prince Yi's ambitions are clearly revealed. Now that the crown prince has returned, he has not even met the saint, and still lives in Prince Rui's mansion. Some ministers can't sit still anymore. It was shut down again there.

"Sigh... originally thought that the prince's position would be more stable when he came back from the expedition, but he didn't expect that he would have to avoid the edge of King Yi in the end, and the prince would be so weak!"

"I don't know what the prime minister's plan is. So far, I can't see the clue. If you want to say that you are in the same heart with King Yi, but now you are obviously suppressing everywhere. If you want to say that you support the prince, you don't do anything."

"His Royal Highness may be pretending to be sick. Now even the emperor and the queen mother are not allowed to be free. If the prince enters the palace rashly, can he still please him? As long as he is still the prince, unless King Yi learns from that one, he will never be able to make waves. "

"Who? Are you talking about the former prince?"

"Shh..."

Wang Shuzhi could guess what everyone was talking about without having to inquire, but he didn't take it to heart. After finishing everything in Prince Rui's residence, he went back to take care of Sima Rong.

It snowed twice in a row, and it became even colder after nightfall. The doctors in the Prime Minister's Mansion had nothing to do with Sima Rong, and kept moaning.

No matter how hard Wang Shuzhi was to calm down, he became haggard day by day. This night, he didn't know whether it was too cold outside or too cold in his heart. He just felt that the person in his arms couldn't cover him no matter what. Startled, suddenly sober.

"Yan Qing?" Wang Shuzhi was flustered and pressed against his forehead, grabbing his hand and rubbing it vigorously, "Yan Qing! Yan Qing, why are you so cold?!"

Wang Shuzhi's heart trembled, he subconsciously raised his hand to touch Sima Rong's nose, but he resisted his own movement, quickly withdrew it, and then lay on his chest, he only heard a heartbeat after a while, and his face turned pale.

"Yan Qing! Don't scare me!" Wang Shuzhi probed his breath again with trembling hands, his heart sank slowly, and suddenly felt a faint breath, his fingers trembled, and he hurriedly jumped down on the bed.

"Doctor! Please doctor! Quick!"

One after another lights were turned on quickly, and the Prime Minister's Mansion fell into a panic in an instant. The doctors didn't have time to put on their clothes, and rushed over in chaotic footsteps.

A group of people rushed into the room, but what no one could see was that a figure slowly got up from the couch and passed them without looking sideways.

This figure was vague and indeterminate, blending into the night at times, it was Sima Rong.

Sima Rong crossed the threshold, and suddenly stopped, as if there was something in the room worthy of his nostalgia, turned his head and looked inside through the crowd, his cold and dull eyes fell on Wang Shuzhi's face, subconsciously turned and walked back, but just now Lifting one foot, another inexplicable force came from behind and pulled him back.

Confused, Sima Rong looked away, turned around, and walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion and then out of Wuyi Lane, heading straight for the palace gate.

As he got closer to the palace gate, Sima Rong's eyes became clearer and his chest ached. Then he went through the wall and entered the palace. It seemed that there was only one road left under his feet, and he went straight to the emperor's bedroom.

The closer he got to the bedroom, the more intense the pain in his chest, the faint hatred spread, the fire suddenly flashed in his mind, his mind suddenly cleared up, and he finally remembered who he was.

Raising his hand to cover his painful chest, Sima Rong walked up the steps slowly with a sad expression.

There are heavy soldiers around the palace, the emperor has been under house arrest for a long time, frightened and helpless, he sleeps very restlessly at night, dreaming of the scene where the former prince Sima Chang and the king of Yongkang conspired against each other, but when he looked up, he saw a raging fire outside. fire.

Panicked, he seemed to be running around in the palace, and when he turned around, he found someone chasing after him, and when he looked closely, that person was Wang Yu's eldest son, Wang Chongzhi.

How could it be Wang Zhongzhi? !

The emperor's face was pale, and before he had time to think about it, he rushed into a long-abandoned palace in a panic, only to find someone inside after entering.

"Rong'er?" Is this Tingyun Palace?Why is there so much grass outside?

The servants in the palace had long since disappeared, and the emperor watched the people struggling to get up on the couch, and doubts arose in his heart: Isn't Rong'er's leg healed?

"Father..."

The weak voice came to his ears, and the emperor regained his senses in a trance. Remembering that there were still pursuers outside, he panicked and was looking for a hiding place left and right when he suddenly heard heavy footsteps behind him, and his body froze suddenly.

Wang Zhongzhi walked in slowly with a sword in hand, with a determined smile on his face.

The emperor turned around abruptly, looked at him in horror, and said in a trembling voice: "Rebellious ministers and traitors, how dare you persuade King Yi to rebel! General Yu has brought troops to rescue him, and you will surely suffer the consequences!"

"How did that idiot Sima Chang become the emperor? However, you are dying, so what if General Yu rushed over?" Wang Zhongzhi smiled contemptuously, not paying attention to the emperor in front of him.

After the emperor finished speaking, he was taken aback again: Wasn't Yu Mao deposed a long time ago?What am I talking about?

Seeing the figure getting closer and closer, the emperor had no time to think again, he dodged left and right in a panic, and bumped into Sima Rong who was struggling to stay on his back.

"Huh? There is another sick child? Who is this? Oh... Could this be..."

The emperor had no choice but to retreat. Seeing Wang Zhongzhi looking at Sima Rong, he subconsciously moved away. Unexpectedly, before he lifted his foot, Wang Zhongzhi's stern gaze turned to him again. With a sneer, the tip of the sword came to him.

"Ah!" The emperor was shocked, grabbed Sima Rong, and dragged Sima Rong to him.

The smell of blood permeated instantly, Sima Rong grunted in pain, and fell down slowly, revealing Wang Zhongzhi's face.

There was disbelief on that face, and even a bit of contempt, as if seeing an unexpected good show.

"This is your son! Hahaha! The most ruthless emperor's family, it really is! Hahaha!"

Hearing him laugh out loud, the emperor wanted to run away with weak legs, but was stopped by him again. When he was in despair, he heard a loud roar from a distance: "Yu Mao is late to rescue you, please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

The emperor looked happy, his body seemed to be much more flexible, and he avoided Wang Zhongzhi again.

Wang Zhongzhi was like teasing a cat, slowly blocking left and right: "Guess how long it took for General Yu to find this place? Oh no, guess, General Yu really came to save you?"

The emperor didn't understand what he heard.

Wang Zhongzhi laughed: "Shouting so loudly is urging me to kill you?"

The emperor laughed back in anger: "What good will it do him if I die! Who doesn't know that he is at odds with your Wang family?"

Wang Zhongzhi seemed to be looking at a fool: "You are dead, the crown prince will succeed!"

The emperor choked.

"Speaking so much nonsense, I just want you to be a sensible ghost." After Wang Zhongzhi finished speaking, his smile was suppressed, and he suddenly became angry.

Seeing the blood-dripping sword coming towards him, the emperor felt a sudden chill rushing up from the soles of his feet. Seeing the bright red blood on the tip of the sword, his body seemed to be trapped, unable to move.

The blood on the tip of the sword instantly magnified in front of his eyes, causing the world to spin.

"Ah——!" The emperor woke up from the nightmare, his eyes were straight, and he was sweating profusely. For a while, he couldn't tell whether it was King Yi and the Wang family who rebelled, or the former prince and King Yongkang. When he was out of breath, his eyes were red , the nose is full of the bloody smell of the sword tip.

"Royal father..." A familiar voice came to his ears.

As if struck by lightning, the emperor raised his eyes, and suddenly saw Sima Rong in white standing floating in front of the couch, he was so frightened that he almost lost his breath.

"Rong Rongrong...Rong'er..." The emperor tied his tongue.

Sima Rong covered his chest, and smiled softly: "Father, have you ever regretted it?"

The emperor was taken aback.

"It seems that father really doesn't know what regret is."

The emperor quickly shook his head: "No, no, my father really has to do it, and my father has already regretted it, so my father will pass on the throne to you!" Then he got up.

"Emperor?" Sima Rong looked at him disdainfully, "Do you want to be another emperor like you?"

The emperor swallowed, and broke out in a cold sweat: "You, you, you... are you here to take your life?"

Sima Rong clutched his painful chest, hesitantly said: "I...seem not dead yet..." For some reason, the severe pain in his chest seemed to be lighter, and an inexplicable emotion came, and he subconsciously turned to face him. Wu Yixiang looked over, with a confused look on his face.

Taking advantage of his turning around, the emperor quickly got up from the couch, trying to escape quietly.

Sima Rong turned around quickly and looked straight at him: "Where are you going?"

"I, I..." The emperor became nervous, claiming he had forgotten all about it, and pointed inward anxiously, "I'm going to get the Jade Seal of Chuan Kingdom! No one knows where it is hidden except me!"

Sima Rong's expression was indifferent, and he didn't have the surprise he expected. He only thought about it for a while and nodded: "That's good, so I won't give those wastes."

The emperor took out the Chuanguo Yuxi in front of him, and handed it to him with great reluctance.

Sima Rong stretched out his hand, but his white hand passed through the jade seal. He was stunned for a moment, with a dazed expression on his face: "I seem to have forgotten one thing." Then he turned around without hesitation, and walked slowly towards the door.

The emperor didn't dare to vent his anger, and stared straight at his figure disappearing outside like a ghost, hurriedly put the jade seal back, hurried to the door, hid in the shadows and peeked out.

After Sima Rong left the palace, the pain in his chest gradually eased, and the pervasive hatred and unwillingness seemed to dissipate in the night wind.

As if pulled by a rope in front of him, Sima Rong walked unhurriedly towards Bird Clothes Lane, his eyes became clearer as he walked, until he entered the prime minister's mansion and walked on the familiar corridor, then he remembered that this was him of the second world.

In the room, Sima Rong was lying on the couch with a bloodless face. Dr. Li took back the last silver needle, sighed and shook his head, and apologized with other doctors who were also helpless. Disappointed, he walked out slowly and staggeringly.

The room fell into deathly silence, Wang Shuzhi felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, he gently lifted Sima Rong up and hugged him in his arms, getting tighter and tighter.

"Yan Qing, I've been waiting for you for so long..." Wang Shuzhi choked up, his eyes were red, his heart ached unbearably, he couldn't help but kiss his cold lips, he felt the coolness coming from his lips was like a sharp arrow, fierce stab at the apex of the heart.

"Yan Qing..." Wang Shuzhi couldn't speak anymore, he just hugged the person in his arms tightly and murmured, "Yan Qing... Yan Qing..."

A hand was lightly pressed against the face, it was cold to the touch, but very familiar.

Wang Shuzhi was stunned.

After a moment's pause, Wang Shuzhi suddenly came back to his senses, quickly grabbed the hand that was on his face, and looked at Sima Rong steadily, his mind went blank.

Sima Rong gently wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, looked at his haggard face, his eyes were filled with distress, looked at him for a moment, and smiled.

"Yan Qing!" Wang Shuzhi hugged him tightly, the joy of regaining what was lost was mixed with the panic in his heart, and he didn't know how to react other than tightening his arms.

"Hmm..." Sima Rong was in pain from being strangled by him.

Startled, Wang Shuzhi quickly let go of him, touched his cheeks to look carefully, then touched his head and arms...almost all over his body, to confirm that the person in front of him was still alive, and then he began to be pleasantly surprised.

"Yan Qing! You're awake!" Wang Shuzhi was so happy that he didn't know what to do. For a moment, he seemed to have escaped death. He hugged him and kissed him hard. After the kiss was not enough, he kissed again, "Great! Already!"

Sima Rong's smile deepened, and he touched his face.

Wang Shuzhi felt that his hands were weak, so he gradually calmed down and looked him up and down: "Is there any discomfort?"

"It's...ok..." Sima Rong didn't speak for a long time, his voice was hoarse.

Wang Shuzhi was so happy that he didn't know what to do, he pecked him heavily on the lips, turned his head and shouted outside: "Go and call the doctor!"