The Emperor of Sick Beauty is deeply trapped in the field of Shura

Xiao Congwang was hot all over, Jiang Zhao suddenly felt a little embarrassed looking at him, as if it was impolite to stare at people like this.

He tilted his head slightly, "My lord got up so early to practice, no wonder his body is so healthy."

He pursed his lips lightly, his white earlobes were a little red, and his loose hair swayed gently on his cheeks.

It looked a little cute.

Xiao Congwang looked at him lazily getting up early, his eyes were full of curiosity about him, and his heart softened instantly.

"The emperor goes to wash and change clothes first, and I will accompany the emperor to the back mountain to see the red leaves later, okay?"

Yao Shun hurriedly interjected, "This servant will serve the emperor to wash and change clothes, and won't keep the prince waiting for a long time."

He noticed that something was wrong with the regent's tone, so he didn't think much about it. He only thought that if the regent waited for a long time, he might be unhappy.

Xiao Congwang frowned slightly, before he could speak, he heard Jiang Zhao say: "Then I won't disturb the prince's practice for now."

Watching the door close, Xiao Congwang stood quietly at the door without moving, and the voices of soldiers came from behind——

"Hey, I haven't seen enough of the prince's practice, so I was interrupted just like that."

"That's right, it's rare to see the prince practicing kung fu, what a pity."

"The prince's practice is interrupted, he must be unhappy, and I am not happy."

Xiao Congxuan frowned more and more tightly, everyone thought so.

He was not displeased, but everyone thought he was impatient with the emperor, and for a while he felt a little irritable.

Because he was in the temple, Yao Shun prepared Jiang Zhao a white plain brocade robe with cloud patterns, and a bunch of girdles made his waist more slender.

Yao Shun worried and felt sorry for him, "The emperor has lost some weight recently, and his clothes seem to be empty."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhao lowered his head and glanced, and stretched out his arms to signal, "No way, Yao Shun, don't talk nonsense, it fits you well."

"Your Majesty, please eat well, the slave will be thankful."

Jiang Zhao laughed, "Don't, then you should thank me."

The master and servant walked out the door talking and laughing, only to see a respectable old monk standing outside the door.

The old monk was kind-hearted, and when he saw them coming out, he put his hands together and bowed to Jiang Zhao: "Amitabha, the poor monk has seen the emperor, and the emperor is blessed and safe."

Jiang Zhao put away his smile and folded his hands together: "Amitabha, Master, you don't need to be too polite."

The old monk smiled and said: "The poor monk is the presiding officer of Mingshan Temple. I don't know if the emperor would like to listen to the poor monk's lecture. It is beneficial for the emperor to meditate."

"Then thank you Master."

Jiang Zhao is not particularly interested in Buddhism, but he will not refuse such a kind invitation, besides, he has come here, and there is nothing wrong with accepting the baptism of Buddhism.

Jiang Zhao followed Master Abbot to another Buddhist temple. There was only one stone table in the Buddhist temple, and a game of chess was placed on the table.

Yao Shun wanted to follow in, but was stopped by the little novice monk: "The almsgiver should wait outside." Yao stepped on his feet and looked in, reluctantly guarding the door.

The Buddhist temple is surrounded by bamboo forests, and when the wind blows, there will be rustling sounds.

Jiang Zhao sat on the futon and listened to the master's lecture, and the table was lit with soothing sandalwood. After a while, he felt drowsy, and fell asleep at some point.

He had a dream, the dream was messy and messy, there were his parents and younger brother and his sick appearance, and the lingering past of Jiang Zhao, the original body, all kinds of messy pictures gathered together, which made him cringe in his sleep Between eyebrows.

Those were like heavy burdens, weighing him down.

Suddenly, there was a bang.

Jiang Zhao only felt that the picture in the dream quickly faded and disappeared, and the heavy burden shattered into countless pieces and dissipated with the sound of the thud.

When he opened his eyes, he felt that his mind was clear, his heart suddenly relaxed, and his whole body was relaxed.

"Does the emperor know how to play chess?" It turned out to be the sound of the chess pieces being dropped by the abbot. At some point, he had finished his lecture and looked at him with a smile on his face.

Jiang Zhao took a closer look and found that it turned out to be chess, "I just understand a little, master, don't dislike it."

Jiang Zhao is really not very good at chess. During the movement of the chess pieces, he was defeated by the abbot, and all the chess pieces were eaten.

"General." The abbot said with a smile, the chess piece in his hand fell, and Jiang Zhao's chess piece was already cornered.

Jiang Zhao smiled wryly and shook his head, "Master chess is superb, I feel ashamed."

The abbot only looked at him for a while, and said quietly: "Does the emperor know why he was generalized by the poor monk so quickly?"

"Why?" Jiang Zhao asked curiously.

"The emperor has been watching chess from the perspective of a bystander, but he doesn't know how he can become an outsider when he is already in the game. Every pawn, pawn, bishop, and horse on this chessboard can be used by you, it all depends on you Use whether to control them."

These words seemed to mean something, Jiang Zhao looked up at the abbot, "Master, can you make it clear?"

"Your majesty is extremely intelligent, and he will definitely understand the meaning." The abbot stood up and took out a wooden box from his sleeve, "This medicine is a heart-protecting pill left by the master of the poor monk. It has the effect of strengthening the heart and health, and bringing the dead back to life , it may be able to cure the emperor's hereditary disease."

Jiang Zhao looked at the abbot in surprise, but saw that the benevolent old monk had already walked to the door, and when he looked back at him, he urged: "Your Majesty, go deep into the game and use your own advantages to break the game."

The pills in the wooden box were the size of ordinary pills. Jiang Zhao's heartbeat gradually accelerated when he looked at it. If he took it, his illness might be cured.

No one knows how painful it is to be tortured by diseases all the year round. The body is like a porcelain doll full of cracks, and it will fall apart as soon as it is exerted.

Jiang Zhao closed his eyes and felt the movement around him - the chirping of birds, the rustling of leaves, the light breeze, the warm sunshine, and even the fresh fragrance of flowers.

Everyone wants to live, and more than anyone else, he desires to live and feel all of life, whether it is joy or pain.

He opened his eyes, picked up the pills in the wooden box and stared at them steadily.

Bringing the dead back to life may really be a chance.

When Yao Shun came in, he saw that the emperor was about to swallow something, he ran over in shock, and hurriedly stopped him: "Your Majesty, what are you going to eat? I just ate the barbecue yesterday, and my heart, liver, spleen and lungs almost vomited out. "

Jiang Zhao just wanted to smell it, and said, "The master gave me the medicine for strengthening the heart and health, but it smells quite bitter, not as sweet as the pills made by Mr. Jiang."

Yao Shun: ...

Wanting to eat in such a blink of an eye, "Go back and let Mr. Jiang have a look, and then we can talk about it. You can't eat indiscriminately."

Jiang Zhao put away the box, ready to eat it to save his life if something happened.

"Your Majesty, what did Master tell you?" Yao Shun said.

I was afraid that the emperor would be deceived.

Jiang Zhao thought about what the master said, and pondered slightly: "I didn't say anything special, just played a game of chess."

Yao Shun followed his hand and looked down. The upswing can only be said to be horrible, "Your Majesty, you have lost too badly."

"That's right." Jiang Zhao said, "In the game, if you can't control every soldier, that's what will happen. The master wants to tell me this truth."

He spoke so softly that Yao Shun didn't hear clearly, "What did you say, Your Majesty? The regent is waiting for you outside to enjoy the red leaves."

Jiang Zhao smiled, "I didn't say anything, let's go."

It is not easy to control the chess pieces, but now he wants to try.

After Xiao Congwang greeted Master Wuhui a few farewells, he saw Jiang Zhao coming out of the monastery, with half-tup hair and soft brows and eyes.

His heart moved slightly, his eyes fell on him and said: "The emperor seems to be different in some way."

"Really?" Jiang Zhao said with a smile, "What's the difference?"

After that, a series of coughing sounds escaped from his lips.

Xiao Congwang immediately supported Jiang Zhao's arm, and asked Yao Shun, "Did the emperor drink the medicine?"

Jiang Zhao left him with a wave of his hand, "Drink, I'm fine. Let's go and see the red leaves, don't waste this great time."

Xiao Congwang wanted to help him again, "It's better for me to support the emperor."

"No need." Jiang Zhao smiled, "I'm not that delicate yet, let's go."

Mingshan Temple is located in the middle of the mountain. Going out from the back mountain path, the half-mountain is full of red leaves and colorful forests.

A pavilion was built on the protruding part of the back mountain, which is in the best viewing position.

"It's so beautiful." Jiang Zhao exclaimed.

The red leaves are like fire, and the colorful forest is scattered in it, as if you are in the world of oil paint, as if a stack of colors knocked over by the sky, so harmonious and harmonious.

Having seen the starry sky last night and the colorful forest of red leaves today, even if he were to die right now, he would have no regrets.

"Your Majesty can't say that." Xiao Congwang disapproved, with a serious face.

Only then did Jiang Zhao realize that he had spoken out what was in his heart, and he laughed when he heard the words, "Don't be nervous, my lord, I'm just sighing, seeing such beautiful scenery, I naturally look forward to more beautiful scenery and experience a better life. "

"It's a worthwhile trip," he murmured.

He stood in the wind, looked around, with pride in his chest.

Go deep into the game, take advantage of the advantages, and control the pieces to break the game.

The scenery was so beautiful that Jiang Zhao stayed on the mountain all day, during which Xiao Cong tried to persuade him to go back, but failed.

Jiang Zhao looked at him with wet eyes, and said beggingly: "I have never seen such a scene before, and I don't know if there will be a chance in the future, the prince will let me stay a little longer."

The word of refusal came to his lips, but Xiao Congwang couldn't say it, how could he bear to refuse his pitiful begging.

"Go get a thick cloak and put it on the emperor." Xiao Congwang ordered, "and bring some hot tea for the emperor to warm up."

He changed his position to shield Jiang Zhao from the wind.

Jiang Zhao lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his lips curved slowly.

"I didn't expect the prince to be so soft-hearted." He was just a little weak.

Yao Xi, who was standing by, and a soldier looked at the emperor at the same time, with surprise on their faces.

Your majesty, what nonsense are you talking about!

Xiao Congwang raised his eyes and glanced at him, then smiled, the laughter was deep and sweet.

"It is the duty of a minister to treat the emperor like this."

Looking at him, Jiang Zhao still had a smile on his lips, and sighed, "It would be great if every courtier thought like a prince."

If it was said that Xiao Congwang still indulged him somewhat as a courtier, then Yu Wenxu was the most uncontrollable person, and his desire to control Jiang Zhao had already been shown very clearly.

Yu Wenxu, who has a more obvious desire to control, can only be more weak, making him think that he is in control, but he doesn't know that he is the one being controlled.

Jiang Zhao's heartbeat quickened suddenly, it was excitement.

Thinking of these two people who control the lifeblood of the country if he is controlled by him, the excitement from the soul makes him feel that life is beating rapidly.

After staying in the wind for two hours, Jiang Zhao couldn't stand it any longer. He was still a little bit reluctant when he thought of going back to the palace early tomorrow morning.

Xiao Congwang said: "If the emperor likes it, he will be able to see more scenery when he is healthy, and he can go to the palace to soak in hot springs in winter."

"Soaking in hot springs?" Jiang Zhao was immediately attracted by him, and walked towards the temple with his arm supported. "Where is the hot spring palace? When can we go?"

Jiang Zhao raised his face, eyes full of anticipation and enthusiasm, thinking of his poison, Xiao Congwang regretted his quick talk for a moment.

He could only say: "We have to wait for the emperor to recover better, the hot spring palace is a little far away."

Jiang Zhao grabbed his arm anxiously, but suddenly paused with anxiety on his face.

He lowered his head and lowered his voice, which seemed to be nasal, "I've never been to the hot spring palace, and I really want to visit it once and soak in the hot spring."

Xiao Congwang only felt that his soft grievance was stuck in his heart like a needle, and he couldn't bear to let him show such a grievance. He deserved the best, and he should have done whatever he wanted.

If he can't satisfy him, it will only be Xiao Congwang's incompetence.

Before he could speak, Jiang Zhao said again in a low voice: "Forget it, if you feel embarrassed, the prince doesn't have to pity me. Anyway, it doesn't matter if I go or not."

"Your Majesty." Xiao Congwang raised his voice, and held onto Jiang Zhao's arm tightly, "The Emperor's golden body will surely last forever, and I will accompany the Emperor to see more scenery in the future."

Jiang Zhao raised his head and smiled forcedly, "My lord is comforting me. My body knows that my lord will live longer and have more important people to accompany me."

"I only want to accompany the emperor." Xiao Congwang seemed to promise eagerly.

Jiang Zhao met his eyes, and his figure was reflected in it, "I am already very happy to have the prince's words."

Xiao Congwang looked at him, and the blood in his body seemed to rush to his head in an instant. For some reason, he suddenly seemed to have eaten honey, wishing to hold all the good things in front of him to make him happy.

But he knew that he couldn't, couldn't make any guarantees.

"The emperor's health is important." Xiao Congwang pursed his lips.

You can't tell him about the poisoning, you have to wait for Jiang Fengjing to find out what the poison is and how to cure it.

He was already weak, and if he found out that he was poisoned, he didn't know what he would think.

Just thinking about his reaction makes my heart suffocate.

Xiao Congwang was tightly grasped by this strange emotion and didn't know how to deal with himself for a while.

Jiang Zhao patted his arm, and suddenly said with a smile: "Okay, take good care of your body, and you still have a lot of time."

He felt Xiao Congwang's emotions.

Xiao Congwang's eyes were dazzled by his smile, and he felt Jiang Zhao slid down weakly in an instant, he quickly hugged the man and turned around, and kicked the big tree beside him to stabilize his figure.

Yao Shun was taken aback when he followed them. The two people who were standing still just now suddenly had an accident.

Seeing the emperor, he slid to the ground.

"emperor."

Xiao Congwang met Jiang Zhao's blank eyes, and he said helplessly, "I don't know what happened, but suddenly my legs lost strength."

Yao Shun rushed over, "What's wrong with the emperor, are you alright?"

Xiao Congwang's face turned serious, he picked up Jiang Zhao and walked to the wing room, said coldly: "It may be cold, go and boil some hot water and prepare some warm food."

He glanced at the sky, lowered his eyebrows and said to Jiang Zhao: "Your Majesty, it's too late to hurry, and we will return to the palace at dawn tomorrow morning."

Jiang Zhao was taken aback just now, but now he has calmed down, nodded and said: "Okay, don't worry, my lord, this is a normal reaction to exhaustion, and it will be fine in a while."

Listening to him as if comforting himself, Xiao Congwang pursed his lips tightly, he knew that this might be a symptom caused by the toxin in the emperor's body.

Without saying a word, he quickened his pace and walked towards the wing room, holding a person in his arms like walking on flat ground.

Put Jiang Zhao on the bed, put a cushion behind him to lean on, Xiao Congwang squatted down to check his legs.

He lightly pinched Jiang Zhao's calf, raised his head and asked, "Does the Emperor feel it?"

Jiang Zhao pursed his lips and shook his head slightly.

Xiao Congwang moved his hand upwards, frowned, pressed his fingers on the acupuncture point on the upper calf, gradually increased the pressure, and asked again: "How about this?"

Jiang Zhao felt it for a while, and gradually felt a little bit of a feeling, and finally his tightly pursed lips relaxed a bit: "I feel it, a little numb."

Xiao Congwang heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn't let go of his hand, and continued to go up.

The strength of his massage is very appropriate, not too light and weak, and not too heavy to make Jiang Zhao feel pain, just maintain the strength that Jiang Zhao said he felt just now.

At first, Jiang Zhao was a little embarrassed to ask him to massage, but Xiao Congwang did serve him to his satisfaction, so he enjoyed his massage with peace of mind.

Yao Xi and Yao Shun, who were standing by the side, wanted to say several times that they were here to serve the emperor and that they were skilled in massaging the emperor, but the regent had no intention of letting go, and they didn't dare to go up to him.

Yao Shun withdrew and asked someone to bring hot water and cooked food.

Just now he was in a hurry to come in, the door of the side room was not closed, the guards guarding the door listened to the movement inside with their ears up.

Stretching his neck to look inside, he saw that his lord was actually pressing the emperor's leg, his eyes widened immediately, and the eyeballs almost fell out.

Xiao Congwang's fingers are slender and well-proportioned, which is the ingenuity of a person who has practiced martial arts all year round.

He was massaging Jiang Zhao's legs, but after Jiang Zhao let out a comfortable sigh, he started to think wildly inappropriately.

The calf in the palm of his hand is well-proportioned. Although it is thin, he can outline the shape of the calf in his mind according to the touch of his hands.

Xiao Congwang pursed his lower lip lightly, and held his feet with his palms down. His feet were not as big as his own, only slightly longer than his palm, but much narrower than his palm.

He secretly gestured with his hands, but subconsciously relaxed his strength, and scratched Jiang Zhao's itchy spot.

"It's so itchy." Jiang Zhao laughed and retracted his feet.

Yao Shun bowed and lowered his head at the side and said: "The hot water is ready, the prince will let the servants come and soak the emperor's feet."

How could it be possible for the regent to do the foot bath? Not only would he lose his status as the regent, but he was also afraid that if the regent got angry, his life would be lost.

Xiao Congwang glanced at Jiang Zhao, then stepped aside.

"How does the emperor feel, but what's the matter?"

Jiang Zhao smiled wryly, "My body is really troublesome to the lord, and I feel fine now, so don't worry the lord."

Xiao Congwang said seriously: "I don't think it's troublesome, if the emperor feels unwell, please tell me in time."

Jiang Zhao looked at him with a smile, "I'm fine now, I just feel that my legs are still a little numb. The prince doesn't need to call himself a minister in front of me in the future, just call you and me."

Xiao Cong paused for a while, but did not refute, just hummed.

The Prince Regent who puts the most emphasis on rules and dignity has softened his attitude. From this point of view, it is indeed useful to show weakness and get close.

Jiang Zhao smiled even more happily.

Xiao Congwang looked at Yao Shun about to take off Jiang Zhao's socks, turned his eyes away and said, "Chen, I'll go back to my room first."

Jiang Zhao said hello, "My lord, come and have dinner with me later."

Xiao Congwang stepped out of the room, and the soldiers guarding all around panicked and returned to their positions, pretending to be nonchalant and looking around, but in fact, all of them were making eye contact.

——The prince really pinched the emperor's feet!

——That’s right, it was pinched very carefully and skillfully.

——Doesn't that mean that you don't practice less on weekdays?

——Not at all!This is our prince, the general who rushed into the enemy camp without blinking an eye.

—Pinch your feet?Too much!

……

The eyes of the soldiers were about to twitch.

"Why, there is something wrong with your eyes? Do you want me to dig them out for you to treat?"

Xiao Congxuan said coldly, his eyes glanced over a group of soldiers indifferently, each of them immediately stood up like a wooden man, not even daring to blink.

"If you don't want to go down and change with another team, just be honest."

After he finished speaking, he didn't take another look, and walked to the wing room where he lived. He took out a pen and paper, thought for a moment with his eyebrows fixed, and then quickly started writing.

Xiao Congwang's handwriting is as sharp and majestic as his own, but the content written in his pen is careful every sentence.

The paper clearly recorded Jiang Zhao's situation in the past two days, everything was detailed, food consumption, emotions and physical reactions, everything he said was the truth.

It wasn't until the paper was full that Xiao Congxuan picked it up and read it twice to make sure there was nothing missing, then he put the paper into the brocade box.

When Yao Shun came to invite him, Xiao Congwang got up and went to Jiang Zhao's wing, and had dinner together in the side room.

Soaking his feet was very comfortable just now, but now Jiang Zhao is so lazy that he doesn't want to move, and he doesn't even have the energy to eat.

Yao Xi was waiting on the side, persuading softly and softly: "Your Majesty, use some of it, and I will serve you to rest after eating a servant. It's cold today, and you will be warm after eating food."

He propped his face sideways with one hand, his sleeves slipped to reveal a piece of jade white wrist, his eyes were half-closed lazily, sparkling under the candlelight.

It's like a picture of a breathtaking beauty.

It is said that beauty seduces people, Xiao Congwang never thought that beauty can seduce people before, he can face the stunning woman with faded clothes without changing his face, and can look at the noble and reserved princess of the enemy country with tears in his eyes pleading indifferent.

But now, looking at Jiang Zhao's pale face, all kinds of thoughts are in his mind.

What is the dominance of an emperor, perhaps facing him, one can understand why beauties are preferred over country.

As a courtier, he is also willing to dedicate everything to the emperor, to protect him and help him, to protect the mountains and rivers of thousands of miles for him.

Xiao Cong let out a chuckle suddenly, and Jiang Zhao opened his eyes to look at him. His eyes were expressionless, but the corners of his lips were slightly curled up, as if he was smiling.

Xiao Congwang met his eyes and heard Jiang Zhao ask lazily: "What is the prince laughing at?"

He said: "I'm laughing, the emperor is just like a child, he has to be coaxed when eating, why don't you let me coax him?"

Jiang Zhao was taken aback, and the scarlet color slowly stained his cheeks. Why did this sound so embarrassing.

He is 20 years old anyway, it's fine to be treated like a child, this person even said it deliberately coaxed him to eat, it's really a joke to spread it out.

Jiang Zhao glared at him, "My lord deliberately laughed at me?"

His soft look is really not deterrent, but there seems to be hooks at the end of his eyes.

Xiao Congwang laughed sullenly twice, and said softly: "Then the emperor will use some of it, and drink some warm soup."

Jiang Zhao hummed, and stretched out his hand to him, intending to let him serve him.

Xiao Congwang suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and served him a bowl of hot soup obediently.

The autumn wind is bleak outside the window, and the house is warm.

Two figures, one tall and one short, were outlined on the window paper, and their hands gradually overlapped.

Early the next morning, when it was just dawn, Xiao Congwang came to invite Jiang Zhao to set off back to the palace.

Jiang Zhao opened his eyes on the bed, and yawned sleepily, "Are we going back so early? I finally had a good sleep, and I still want to sleep."

Yao Xi opened the door to invite Xiao Congwang to come in, and he immediately saw the person in his underwear lying on the bed and looking at him.

The person on the bed had loose hair and looked even more lazy.

Ever since Jiang Zhao came to this world, he has had trouble sleeping at night and always has disturbing dreams. Although he falls asleep quickly every time, his sleep has no quality at all.

After listening to the master's lecture yesterday, he slept very peacefully last night without having a single dream.

Xiao Congwang approached a little closer, bowed and said: "The emperor was unwell yesterday, so he hurried on his way early today, returning to the palace just in time for Master Jiang to ask for pulse, the emperor's health is critical."

Jiang Zhao looked at him in his spare time, "It seems that the prince was frightened yesterday."

He said this on purpose, but unexpectedly Xiao Congwang nodded seriously, "Yes, yesterday the emperor suddenly became powerless to scare me, so the emperor will return to the palace earlier to make me feel at ease, okay?"

He admitted it so earnestly and indifferently, but Jiang Zhao couldn't say anything, and could only nod sullenly, "This is it, this is it."

When Xiao Congwang went out to make arrangements for the return trip, Jiang Zhao sat down and asked Yao Xi to brush his hair, and felt that his temptation to Xiao Congxu was somewhat effective, but Xiao Congxu was also very familiar with his temperament.

It seems that there is a sense of incomparability.

Jiang Zhao pursed his lips and thought, in fact, he rarely interacts with people, and he has almost zero control over people's sexuality. It is really a challenge to control these powerful ministers and regents now.

But this kind of challenge is very fresh and exciting for him, and it is an experience that he has never had before.

After eating breakfast, Jiang Zhao asked Yao Shun to find someone to say goodbye to the abbot, and was about to say goodbye in person, but the little novice who was talking back and forth said that the abbot had gone to practice in seclusion.

Jiang Zhao followed Xiao Congwang down the mountain together.

Both Liang Kun and Wei Xun were stationed at the foot of the mountain. When they saw people coming down the mountain, Liang Kun stretched his waist, "I'm finally going down the mountain. I'm going to be bored to death. Can we go back to camp?"

Wei Xun held his sword in his arms and said, "Send the emperor back to the palace, and we will naturally return to the camp."

"I haven't moved for two days, and I feel uncomfortable all over. I have to fight those guys when I go back." Liang Kun said excitedly.

"Stand up." Wei Xun said coldly.

Xiao Congwang sent Jiang Zhao to the carriage, and then went to Wei Xun to ask if there was any abnormality. Wei Xun said everything was normal.

Liang Kun looked at his brothers standing not far away, and saw them winking at him, obviously they had something to tell him, their expressions were so excited, there must be something interesting.

He was very itchy, so he waited for the prince to get on the horse, and hurried over to listen.

Seeing the prince got on the horse, Wei Xun glared at Liang Kun and the others sideways, "Be honest with me, the first team goes ahead, and the second team moves back."

Liang Kun stood still and shouted: "Yes!"

Several people met, Liang Kun listened to the gossip, and his whole body was shocked, "What, it's impossible, how could the prince still massage!"

"Ah, no, that's not the point. The point is that the prince presses the emperor's feet? Foot!"

Liang Kun glanced at the mighty black back of the prince, and felt that the majestic image of the prince had collapsed in his heart.

This... If it wasn't for what my brother said, he wouldn't believe it even if he killed him.

They left early, Jiang Zhao got into the carriage and fell asleep. When he woke up, the sun was in the sky, and it was almost noon.

After drinking the tea that Yao Xi handed over, he woke up and asked how far it was.

Yao Shun said: "Half an hour ago, the lord said that there are still fifty miles left. Is the emperor hungry, or the slave will tell the lord to stop and have a rest."

"Alright, let's all stop and eat something." Jiang Zhao nodded.

Yao Xi smiled and said: "The emperor really sympathizes with the servants, and even stopped for the servants to eat."

Jiang Zhao also laughed, "Okay, stop flattering, go and tell the prince."

He just woke up, his face was ruddy, his eyes were moist, but his lips were still a little pale.

The bun was messed up by him, with a bit of lazy nobility.

This time Xiao Congwang didn't ask people to cook, but only asked people to boil hot water for everyone to drink.

Jiang Zhao didn't bother them, he used some snacks in the car before getting down to get some air.

Just as Xiao Congwang took two steps towards him, he heard the sound of horse hooves, and looked sideways, and saw a figure riding towards them.

The soldiers reacted quickly and surrounded Jiang Zhao, protecting the two of them, while Xiao Congxu looked at him coldly.

The man was stopped ten steps away, and the soldier shouted: "Who is here?"

It was a handsome young man, wearing a blue-gray cloth shirt, his brows were tightly furrowed, and when he saw Jiang Zhao in the middle, he looked excited and restrained.

"Your Majesty, Jiang Zhou, a grassroots man, is the heir of the former emperor." The young man frowned slightly, and knelt down, "Please learn from me, Your Majesty."

When he said the name Jiang Zhou, Jiang Zhao knew who he was.

It is the protagonist in the original book, but in the text he was found by Yu Wenxu when Jiang Zhao was about to die.

Now he came alone, found Jiang Zhao, and even blew up his family. He already knew that he was the prince left behind by the former emperor. How could this be different from the original plot.

Could it be that his appearance changed the plot?

Before Jiang Zhao could speak, everyone was shocked. The most surprised was Yao Shun and Yao Xi. Yao Shun shouted loudly: "Bold! The former emperor and prince can be falsely identified by anyone. You know this is a capital crime of beheading!"

The princes of the first emperor and concubine Xu were left behind, this is known to the entire court, but over the years, it is not that no one has come to pretend to be, and they have been pulled down one by one and chopped down, and now there are still people who dare to pretend to be.

Really not afraid of death.

Yao Shun looked at the emperor and the regent, but saw the emperor's face was calm, while the regent's face was serious, and there seemed to be some danger in those dark eyes.

Jiang Zhao was looking at the other party, Xiao Congwang said in a deep voice, "Do you have evidence to prove your identity?"

Jiang Zhao glanced at Xiao Congwang, his side face was cold and hard, and his whole person had a sense of coldness and solemnity, like a giant sword with no leakage of sharpness, calming people's hearts.

However, it was too calm, without any surprises.

Jiang Zhao lowered his eyes and blinked lightly twice.

Jiang Zhou looked at Xiao Congwang and flinched, the regent's reputation for killing enemies spread far and wide.

"I have a piece of jade pendant, which I kept close to my body since I was a child. I didn't pretend to be false, but someone wanted to kill me and said that I was the emperor, the prince, so I found out."

He avoided Xiao Congwang's gaze, looked at Jiang Zhao, and said sadly: "Please check clearly, those people keep saying that I am the prince, please ask the emperor to check."

Jiang Zhou took out a piece of black jade from his waist, raised his hands above his head and handed it forward.

Jiang Zhao looked pale, and said, "Bring it here and show me."

The soldier who stopped Jiang Zhou responded, and was about to approach after taking Moyu, but Xiao Congwang stopped him: "Wait, you said you are the prince, and you need to be verified at this time. It is impossible to confirm you just because you have the jade pendant." identity of."

He stood in front of Jiang Zhao, as if he was stopping some scourge.

Jiang Zhao patted his arm lightly: "My lord, don't be nervous, it's okay if we take a look."

Xiao Congwang disagreed and said: "The emperor..."

Jiang Zhao smiled at him.

If Jiang Zhou is really the prince of the former emperor and Concubine Xu, then he is the orthodox heir to the throne, and Jiang Zhao, a side branch of the Jiang family, should abdicate the throne, jeopardizing his interests.

But Jiang Zhao was so amiable, he was not at all anxious.

This is a rare piece of black jade. A totem of unknown origin is engraved on the whole piece. The black jade is transparent and can even penetrate the sunlight. It is warm in the hand.

It can be seen that it is a top-quality warm jade.

After looking at it for a long time, Jiang Zhao only felt that the jade was not bad, but he couldn't see the rest, because he didn't know the totem.

He handed it to Xiao Congwang, "Would you like to see it, my lord?"

Xiao Congwang glanced lightly, then looked away, "No need."

He could tell at a glance that it was Concubine Xu's black jade. It was a totem designed by Concubine Xu herself. It is said that it was uploaded by Concubine Xu's ancestors. Prince's token.

And there is one more thing that can prove the identity.

Seeing that Jiang Zhao had seen the token, but his expression was calm, Jiang Zhou said anxiously again: "Your Majesty, the Caomin still has one piece of evidence, which can prove the identity of the Caomin."

Originally, this evidence would not be thrown out at this moment, but the appearance of these two people in front of him was too difficult to guess. He had no idea what they were thinking at all, and no matter what they looked like, they would not be so calm at this moment.

Mo Yu spun around Jiang Zhao's fingertips twice, and Jiang Zhou was so frightened that he couldn't fall off that he stared at his fingertips.

Hearing this, he held Mo Yu and raised his voice slightly: "Oh, is there any evidence?"

For a while, all the probing eyes fell on Jiang Zhou, but the words were out of his mouth, he could only stiffen his head and say: "Yes, there is another evidence, but it can only be seen by the emperor. The grass people hope that the emperor will ensure the safety of the grass people. See you later."

Xiao Congwang stared at him like an eagle, "Your Majesty, don't trust him. If there is anything you can't see now, if you don't want to, there must be something wrong."

The Prince Regent is really too difficult to deal with, pressing on every step of the way.

Jiang Zhou gritted his teeth, "If I show evidence, what should I do if someone still wants to kill me?"

Jiang Zhao chuckled lightly. This person was afraid of him, implying that he was the emperor who wanted to kill people to silence him.

After all, he is the only stumbling block preventing him from continuing to be the emperor.

"You want me to take you back to the palace and then produce evidence, preferably under the eyes of the court officials?" Jiang Zhao looked at him with a smile, but ruthlessly revealed his purpose.

Jiang Zhou looked at him, inexplicably nervous.

It's not that the emperor is dull and has a gloomy temper, which is disliked by all the officials.

But the emperor in front of him was full of indescribable nobility, his smiling eyes seemed to see through everything, his order was clear and his senses were keen.

There was no imagination at all with what he heard.

Not to mention, the regent in front of him defends everywhere, so he doesn't like it.

Obviously a loyal minister.

"Your Majesty can't, give him to the minister."

"I can take you back to the palace."

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