morbid trapping

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Ever since the emperor's body was not very sharp, his body was getting worse day by day.No matter how many precious medicinal materials are poured down, it will not be of much use.On the contrary, he became weaker and weaker, and simply stayed in bed to recuperate.

All the power in the court and central government fell into the hands of Mu Jian.

Mu Jian was sitting on the couch under the window, reading the scriptures in his hand.

At the door, Li Yu said respectfully, "Your Highness."

Mu Jian put down the book, hugged the pillow in his arms, and said to himself, "Wait a minute," and let Li Yu in.

Li Yu walked in front of Mu Jian, and when he looked up, he saw the pillow he was holding in his arms.Li Dezhuang's face was embroidered on it, which looked a little weird.

But Mu Jian hugged him like a treasure.

Li Yu leaned over, "Your Highness, there is news from the palace that His Majesty is not well."

When Mu Jian heard this, she was not surprised at all, she just put down the pillow in her hand, touched the face of the person embroidered on it, and said softly, "I'll read you the scriptures when I come back."

He walked to the bed and opened the box next to the pillow.There is a jade pendant inside.The corners are touched smooth and shiny.It looks like it is often held in the hand to play.

Mu Jian treasured it so much that he pinned the jade pendant around his waist.

There was no warmth in the silent eyes.

"Let's go."

Li Yu cupped his hands, "Yes."

The chariots and horses drove into the palace gate.

It was raining and drizzling outside.

Mu Jian got off the car in the outer city.There was a waiter helping him with an umbrella, so Mu Jian took the umbrella directly, waved his hand to signal the waiter to step back, stepped on the small puddles on the road, and walked forward slowly.

The emperor's bedroom is brightly lit.

As soon as Mu Jian approached, he heard the crying of the concubine in the room, like a ghost crying in the long night.

The servant standing outside saw him and came up to meet him, "Has the Crown Prince come down?"

"How is the father?"

"It's not good, right now Empress Li is staying with me inside."

Concubine Li is Du Yanqiu.

Mu Jian said, "Go in and have a look."

Mu Jian stepped into the door of the bedroom with one foot, as if remembering something, he ordered to the servant: "I will bring someone up later, just let him in."

The waiter said "yes".

When Mu Jian entered, the concubines outside the palace looked at him.

Mu Jian didn't even look at them.

The door leading to the inner hall opened, and Mu Jian stepped in.

There was no one else in the room, only an imperial physician, the chief supervisor, and Concubine Li guarding the side of the dragon bed.The emperor on the bed lost his focus, staring blankly at the golden dragon hanging from the top.

"His Royal Highness."

The imperial physician and the chief supervisor saluted.

Mu Jian ignored it, walked to the bedside, condescendingly looked at the emperor on the dragon bed, and then glanced at the decoction on the bedside.He sat down on the side of the bed leisurely and picked up the soup.

The spoon stirred the concoction in the soup bowl.

He seemed to sigh and said: "The medicine is still too slow."

Du Yanqiu was startled, lowered his voice, "Prince!"

Mu Jian put down the soup bowl in his hand.

"Poison is really not as fast as a knife."

The emperor, who was lying on the dragon bed and hadn't died yet, widened his eyes.

Looking at Mu Jian in disbelief, he turned to look at the bowl of medicine.Suddenly understood something, struggling to sit up, but in vain.

The chief supervisor and the imperial physician in the hall broke into a sweat.

Mu Jian laughed and said: "If you two want to call someone, go out and call, and see if it is the reinforcements you call faster, or the knives of the imperial army."

The superintendent and the imperial physician were so frightened that they knelt down on the ground, their heads buried low, and they didn't dare to lift them up.

Mu Jian pulled the jade pendant from his waist and swung it in front of the emperor's eyes.

"Does the emperor recognize it? This is a gift from Gu to Li Shiwei. Gu gave him so many things, he likes this the most. He takes it with him every day, saying that it is in good condition. If one day he runs out of money, can he exchange it?" Less silver."

Mu Jian looked at the jade pendant with a gentle expression.

The old emperor stared at him with wide eyes, and pointed at Mu Jian with trembling fingers, "You, you... I gave you all the land, and you actually, unexpectedly..."

Mu Jian put the jade pendant back on her waist and touched it lovingly.

"Save yourself, father. Don't you think you are strangely ill? You are not afraid to tell father. The aphrodisiac medicine I gave father has always been poisonous. This is the first time I have seen people like poison so much. "

The aphrodisiac medicine is taken in secret, and it is not known by others.In addition, the poison is slow, and it is not easy to detect the poison.

Over time, the old emperor will eventually die.

Mu Jian laughed until tears were about to fall from her eyes.

"How many pills does Royal Father take a day?"

The old emperor's eyes were rounded in shock, he was so angry that he could hardly catch his breath, and coughed repeatedly.Cough badly.It seems that the heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney will be coughed up together.

Mu Jian looked at the ground, the two trembling because of hearing such a treacherous conspiracy, a smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.

"It would have allowed you to live for two more years. But you took Li Shiwei's life, and I don't want to keep your life."

After coughing for a while, the old emperor finally calmed down, reaching out towards Du Yanqiu as thin as a withered hand.As if she was the only driftwood saving him at the moment.

But this piece of driftwood was indifferent.

Mu Jian smiled.

The smile is extremely mocking, as if seeing a big joke.

"Do you expect her to save you? She is the one who poisoned you."

Du Yanqiu and Mu Jian have always been in a cooperative relationship.

Mu Jian was away, keeping the Shangshu Mansion full of glory.

Including Du Yanqiu, he restrained the emperor and secretly controlled the poison.Blow the pillow wind for Mu Jian.

That day outside the imperial study room, what Mu Jian said to Du Yanqiu was - the dose of medicine, please increase it.

The door to the outer hall opened.

Li Yu walked in with a military officer whose nose was bruised and swollen from the beating, and threw the military officer to the ground with all his strength.The knife was placed on the man's neck, and he was not allowed to speak.

Mu Jian stood up.

Spider webs of blood covered the whites of his eyes.

The eyeballs are extremely black, with a gloomy and cold light.

"On that day, one of you made an order, the other delivered the order, and the other executed the execution. Guard Li was killed. He didn't even have a chance to cry out to me..."

He stood by the bed, looked at the struggling emperor on the bed, watched him struggle to climb to the side of the bed like a maggot in a cesspit, then rolled down, and struggled forward again.

The old emperor felt like he was in hell.

The person standing behind him is Yan Luo, the devil!

Outside the hall, there are people outside the hall!

Just climb out!

can be saved!

Mu Jian watched him crawl with cold eyes, only walked to Li Yu's side, drew out the sword from his waist, swiped it, and wiped the neck of the chief prisoner.

The chief supervisor didn't even have time to scream, he fell to the ground, thick blood flowed out from the wound on his neck, soaking the imperial physician's official uniform.

The imperial doctor was so frightened that he shook like a sieve, feeling faintly incontinent.

Mu Jian walked to the emperor's side step by step, stepping on the emperor's back with one foot.restrained his actions.

The old emperor turned his head back with difficulty, looking at the gleaming knife that Mu Jian raised, his eyes trembled in horror.

Mu Jian laughed.

"Father, I have always been impatient. You won't blame me until the medicine poisons you to death?"

"You...you kill the king...kill the father..."

Mu Jian shook her head with a smile, and said in a soft voice, "Please, father, the funeral."

After all, the knife in his hand stabbed down suddenly.

The old emperor spat out a mouthful of blood and died with his eyes open.

Blood spattered on Mu Jian's shoes.

He didn't care, pulled out the knife, pointed at the imperial physician with the knife, "Do you know how to say it?"

The imperial doctor kowtowed suddenly, the clothes on his lower body were wet, and there was a smell of urine, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, he was seriously ill, there was no cure for him, and he died suddenly."

Mu Jian smiled, "It's a useful tongue, so keep it."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the military officer on the ground, the knife slowly touched his abdomen, approached him and lowered his voice, and asked him.

"It's your turn. Where did you stab Guard Li?"

The military officer's face is like a dish.

He has never seen such a scene, such a crazy prince!

Simply insane!

devil!

He will die!

will die!

He trembled, looking at the knife that was about to pierce his body, and screamed like crazy.

"He, he didn't die! He didn't die!"