After I died, the sickly prince turned black

Tucao belongs to Tucao, face still has to be given.

The two looked forward again, only to see Wu Yi nodded to the envoy beside him.

The envoy understood, immediately held up the beauty cauldron, and walked towards You Ziqing and the two of them.

"This treasure is presented to His Majesty the Emperor, and I wish you two a happy marriage for a hundred years, and create a future together!"

Following Wu Yi's voice, the envoy was a few steps away.

Misfortune happened in an instant.

The incense burner in the envoy's hand suddenly clicked, and several sharp arrows popped out from the hole, and shot straight at the two people on the high platform.

The two reacted quickly, and their bodies reacted almost instantly when the accident happened.

Zhao Zhen directly led You Ziqing to lean back, while You Ziqing overturned the food table and blocked all the sharp arrows while leaning back.

The moment the food table landed, the two of them flew up, retreated to a safe distance, and were protected by Zhao Yu and the hidden guard with swords behind them.

The Royal Forest Army followed closely and controlled the Beiyuan envoys present, including Wu Yi.

And the envoy who launched the attack quickly escaped from the control circle of the imperial forest army, flew up, and manipulated the incense burner mechanism to launch the hidden weapon again.

This time the attack was knocked down by Zhao Yu and others who were guarding in front of them, and the man was shot through the heart with an arrow, and fell hard to the ground holding the incense burner.

Zhao Zhen protected You Ziqing, looked at Wu Yi and the others in the field, his eyes flashed with anger: "Beiyuan really gave me a big gift, take these Beiyuan people to me!"

The face of the entire Beiyuan Mission changed drastically, and Wu Yi shouted anxiously: "Your Majesty, there must be a misunderstanding! Beiyuan is a friendly country of Dai Viet, and will never commit such an assassination act. Please let your Majesty learn from you! "

Zhao Zhen was too lazy to listen to him screaming, and waved his hand to let the guards take him down.

You Ziqing kept squinting at the First Prince of Beiyuan, and didn't turn to look at Zhao Zhen until he was taken down.

Zhao Zhen thought he was frightened, and turned his head to try to comfort him, when he was startled by a slanting cold light, his eyes widened suddenly.

Before his brain could react, Zhao Zhenren had already rushed over, hugged You Ziqing and turned around, while his back was exposed to the cold light, he held You Ziqing firmly in his arms.

However, what Zhao Zhen didn't know was that the cold light was aimed at him.

The long sword did not chase You Ziqing, but pierced into Zhao Zhen's left shoulder blade without hesitation.

"Oh!" Zhao Zhen snorted, but did not let go of the hand holding You Ziqing.

The exclamation of the crowd and the sound of weapons intersecting can be heard all around your ears.

"emperor!"

"Protect the Emperor!"

"Catch assassins!"

During the chaos, a sharp arrow pierced through the air and pierced Zhao Zhen's back heart.

You Ziqing's eyes widened when he saw it, and at the very moment, he pushed Zhao Zhen away to the left, but before he could block it with his sword, he was stabbed into the heart by a sharp arrow.

"Ziqing!"

The sharp arrow not only pierced the heart, but was also poisonous. The moment he fell, in You Ziqing's quiet and gray world, only Zhao Zhen's heart-piercing screams remained.

Zhao Zhen rushed over to take You Ziqing into his arms, knelt on the ground with inertia, looked at his dark purple lips and the black blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of despair.

"Ziqing..." Zhao Zhen hurriedly wanted to cover his wound, but he couldn't do anything. He could only hold You Ziqing's face and wipe the black blood from his mouth and nose again and again: "No, don't, Ziqing... ...Don't, don't leave me... You'll be fine, imperial doctor! Send it to the imperial physician!"

Tears dripped on You Ziqing's pale face, but he couldn't feel it, and even his eyes began to slacken, but he still held on and raised his hand to caress Zhao Zhen's face, as if to make the outline of this face deep. Deep down into the soul.

He still had a lot to say, but the root of his tongue was numb and he couldn't speak.

original……

This is what Abbot Huishan referred to as cause and effect.

In his previous life, he killed Zhao Zhen.

In this life, he gave Zhao Zhen his life.

Since then, they... just, have nothing to do with each other...

"Brother Zhen..." You Ziqing moved her lips silently: "I...I, finally can...can... love you generously..."

"Don't be afraid, Ziqing, you'll be fine, hold on, the imperial doctor will be here soon!"

The sword in Zhao Zhen's back was also poisonous, but because it didn't penetrate the lungs, the poison was not as severe as You Ziqing's, but it also paralyzed the entire shoulder blade.

His trembling hands could barely hold You Ziqing, but he still gritted his teeth and did not let go.

However, You Ziqing still breathed weakly in his arms.

"Don't... Ziqing, look at me, don't sleep, Ziqing, no, don't leave, please, please..."

Zhao Zhen begged desperately, as if he was holding a lost treasure that was recovered and was about to be lost again, crying uncontrollably.

Except for the weak You Ziqing, there was no one else in his world. They seemed to be isolated, and the assassination was chaotic. He exclaimed, he couldn't see or hear, and he just wanted to keep the person in his arms.

However, he found out in despair that he couldn't keep it at all.

Heart protection pill...

Yep!

Heart protection pill!

Heart-protecting pill, heart-protecting pill...

Zhao Zhen wanted to take out the heart-protecting pill in a panic, but his hands seemed to be fixed on You Ziqing's body, and he couldn't move at all.

"Zhao Yan!" Zhao Zhen yelled tremblingly: "Heart-protecting pill is in my arms, quickly take it out and give it to Ziqing! Quick!"

"The imperial doctor is here!" The assassin had been completely controlled, Zhao Yan turned around and rushed to the two of them: "Brother Qing..."

"Heart-protecting pill, hurry up, he can't hold it anymore!" Zhao Zhen fell into a dazed state: "Heart-protecting pill!"

Zhao Yan realized after a moment of reaction, hurriedly took out a jade bottle from Zhao Zhen's arms, poured out the heart-protecting pill inside, and fed it to You Ziqing.

The pill melted in the mouth, but black blood kept coming out of You Ziqing's mouth, and he didn't know if he swallowed it or not.

Zhao Yan looked at the lifeless You Ziqing, and looked up at Zhao Zhen, who also had purple lips and pale face: "Brother, you, you are poisoned!"

He turned his head and shouted behind him: "Doctor!"

"Here we come!" Physician Wu stumbled and rushed over, trying to feel Zhao Zhen's pulse, but he stopped his movements with a stare.

"Look at Ziqing first." Zhao Zhen's voice was hoarse and trembling: "No matter what method you use, you must save him! You must save him!"

This is the whole of his life, if Ziqing is gone, he, he won't be able to live...

So Ziqing, you, you must live, please, you must live...

Doctor Wu looked at Zhao Zhen, sighed, and felt You Ziqing's pulse without hesitation.

It was only this pulse that made Taiyi Wu frowned, but he didn't say anything, and turned to check the wound and identified the poisoned species.

The sharp arrow penetrated into the heart, and it was highly poisonous.

The pulse is even weaker and can't be felt.

Dilated pupils...

Almost in an instant, Wu Taiyi's heart went cold.