i made the emperor pregnant

Seeing his son collapsed, the old father exclaimed, "Fang!"

The sharp blade in the hand of the assassin killed by Song Zi was snatched by Song Mingcheng. The hand holding the handle trembled slightly, but it was not because of nervousness or fear, but because of anger. He looked around vigilantly, as if Whoever dares to come up, he will fight desperately.

But the traitors in the crowd were not as thoughtful as these delicate and expensive senior officials. They probably numbered seven or eight out of hundreds of people. At the moment the "emperor" had an accident, Ling Yi harvested a wave of heads in time. .

He didn't know if there were any people lurking in it. After waiting for a while, he saw Song Mingcheng, the prime minister on the left, sneaking out. Some familiar fifth-rank officials stabbed Zuo Xiang with a knife that was shining coldly.

"The rebels are fighting among themselves? Or take the opportunity to retaliate?" Ling Yi had such a thought in his mind, and he stabbed the rebel who yelled that sentence neatly into the heart.

At the moment when he was hesitating whether to help the left minister whose identity was doubtful, he saw Song Xiaoqi beside the emperor pounced on him, pushed the left minister Song Mingcheng away, and was cut by a knife, just a small cut , Song Xiaoqi fell limply.

Worse, Ling Yi immediately approached the place where the emperor was, and saw the tightly wrapped emperor tore off the gauze covering his face that had been wet by water, revealing a pair of extremely sinister eyes.

"Kneel down for me."

Hearing this sound that sounded like coming from hell, all the officials felt their scalps go numb, and they knelt down in unison like a conditioned reflex. Only a very few people were a beat late, and when they knelt down, they subconsciously glanced at the fake emperor direction.Only the emperor can be called me, so who did they kill with so much effort just now?

But in the next second, the traitor who was in the crowd realized that he shouldn't have glanced at him just now.The Son of Heaven snatched the bows and arrows from the people around him, held them up high, and pierced the heart with such force that when the arrow feathers pierced the rebels, they not only pierced half of their flesh and blood, but also forcibly dragged the dead. The body took two small steps back.

"Your Majesty, I'm waiting for the rescue to come late." The Habayashi Army and the Imperial Guards all cleaned themselves up and arrived in time. When they heard that the emperor was dead, many people felt cold in their hearts. Just standing there, Ling Yi was still guarding, and the small thoughts that some people had appeared quickly disappeared completely.

The assassination was such a big deal, apart from the infiltrated traitors, maybe the emperor was behind it, deliberately planning such an attack, just to catch all the traitors who had been lurking for many years.

The emperor looked over from a distance, his eyes were cold, like the icicles hanging on the capital after the heavy snow in winter, sharp and cold, and a sudden cold can take away a person's life. Standing beside Song Xiaoqi, he plunged the sharp knife into the dead woman The thief's throat, blood spattered, and a few drops fell on the ice-like cheek of the emperor.It is obvious that his face is peerless, but no one dares to stare at the blood-stained profile of the emperor.

"Except for the imperial guards, all kneel before me and raise their hands above their heads." Sima Yan's voice was as cold as his eyes, "Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed without mercy!"

Under the absolute and strong suppression of the emperor, the few rebels left in the first place were quickly wiped out. There were about 2000 civil and military officials, concubines and palace people, and nearly 3 imperial guards. In fact, there were less than 2000 rebels who came to assassinate this time.It's just that they took advantage of the darkness, coupled with the geographical advantage, and the enemy and the enemy were unknown, and they took the opportunity to stir up a pool of muddy water with the help of insects, ants and poisonous snakes.

Two thousand rebels killed a total of 4000 people, some were attacked by surprise, some were crushed to death by collapsed beams, some were burned to death, and some were trampled to death in panic.The fire in the palace had been extinguished, and no matter how valuable their identities were, everyone had been re-checked, and all daggers and other weapons were found.

Those who refused to accept the inspection, regardless of their status, were treated as one, and killed on the spot. The first person acted as the chicken to scare the monkeys.

There was a big cleaning outside, but inside the empty hall, the imperial doctors were trembling, not daring to make a sound.

The imperial doctors who were able to come in were naturally searched, not to mention the acupuncture needles, and even the hairpins on their heads that could hurt people were pulled out directly.

Because the traitor who assassinated this time seems to have used Lingnan poison, the imperial doctor Xia Chunxia who is good at detoxification is naturally given high hopes.

Xia Chun frowned after taking the pulse, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense: "Your Majesty, this poison can be cured, but you have to use Tianshan Snow Lotus..."

He reported the names of a list of medicinal materials, and then wondered, "These medicinal materials are available in the palace, but not all of them are brought out. Even if you can ride a horse and gallop to get them back, the poison will spread, and I am afraid it will hinder Song Langjun."

Xia Chun hesitated for a moment: "I can use golden needles to slow it down first, but it won't last long. If I cut off Song Langjun's hand in time, it can also stop the spread of the poison."

Song Mingcheng, who was kneeling at the emperor's feet with his hands and feet tied, hurriedly said: "If you really want to cut off your hands, then do it. No matter what, you must save his life!"

The emperor kicked him: "It's not your turn to say that here."

"Is there no other way than cutting off the hand?"

"There must be medicine."

Sima Yan suddenly said: "How about using my blood?"

Xia Chundao: "Using His Majesty's blood as a guide, you can give it a try."

Sima Yan took the dagger without hesitation, and cut his finger. Bright red blood flowed out from the opening. He quickly stuffed his finger into the unconscious Song Zi's mouth.

The Son of Heaven stared intently at his lover's young and handsome face after he tore off the mask. With Xia Chun's golden needle acupuncture, Song Zi's darkened face gradually turned blue, then white, and gradually regained its normal blood color.

Xia Chun's brows and eyes eased a little: "It's ok, but it's better to use medicinal materials to make soup."

When Song Zi's condition stabilized, Sima Yan asked someone to hold the sword, and he wanted to deal with his left minister with his own hands.

"Your Majesty, you cannot kill me!"

"It's okay, when Xiao Qi wakes up, I will explain it clearly to him." As long as Song Mingcheng is labeled as a traitor, Xiao Qi will not blame himself for a person who gave him half a pancake.

Before the emperor's butcher knife fell, Song Mingcheng finally revealed himself: "Your Majesty, I am Song Xiaoqi's father! My dear father!"