The killer concubine of the sick prince

Jiuyi never expected that the old queen mother would come up with an imperial decree, and the candidate to inherit the throne would be Zhao Ruiyi!

Zhao Ruijing looked pale, and laughed loudly, "So that's true! That's true!"

He suddenly drew his sword up to Zhao Ruixi's neck, "In the end, I still can't count you! I underestimated you... Who would have thought that everything is under your control?"

Zhao Ruixi didn't say a word, and looked at Zhao Ruijing calmly, "Second brother, you are not suitable."

Zhao Ruijing laughed, pointing at the delirious Zhao Fuqing and said angrily: "I'm not suitable? How much effort did I put in to let this person look at me? Reading books, practicing martial arts, and even trying to get recognized in various ways But who is he looking at? He is looking at you! Even if he hates you! But his eyes are looking at you!"

"How could he look at me if I didn't sit in the crown prince's position, how could he care about my queen mother?"

"I knew that I would not be in this position, but I didn't expect that even if he hated you, he would not want to restrain you in the end."

"Who can tell the past clearly?" Zhao Ruijing laughed foolishly twice, beckoning Zhao Ruixi to come closer, "Kill me, you will be the emperor."

Zhao Ruixi was unmoved, "The emperor has an imperial decree, and the successor is already clear."

"Look, you don't even want to call him 'Royal Father' again, it's the tragedy of a group of people because of one person's will." Zhao Ruijing looked mad, "Take me away, go to the prison, go to the clan mansion or kill me! "

Just when Zhao Ruiyi was about to order someone to detain the second child——

"Wait a minute!"

The person who came was actually the First Prince who was meditating in Qingping Mountain, "I'll take him to the Clan Mansion!"

Zhao Rui'an looked around at the crowd and held up the saber in his hand, "Given this by the Supreme Emperor, anyone who sees this object and resists will be executed!"

In one sentence, Zhao Rui'an made it clear that his position was on the side of Zhao Ruiyi who had just received the order, and at the same time, he also made it clear that his position was different.

"As the elder brother, it's my fault to lead my brother inappropriately. I will personally escort the second prince to the clan's mansion, and personally urge him to think about his mistakes! I beseech the emperor to agree!" Zhao Ruian begged for his life on one knee, with sonorous words.

Zhao Ruiyi breathed out secretly, "Sure."

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

……

The thick clouds dissipated, and a ray of sunlight finally shone into the blood-stained land.

The palace people were cleaning up the messy Zhengjin Palace City, and the courtiers were busy going back to reunite with their families. He saw Jiang Chonglin rushing up to Jiang Bingyu and asked him about his situation with concern. He subconsciously turned his head to look for Nanzhi However, Nan Zhi, who was still behind him just now, disappeared without a trace.

He looked up, and at the end of his eyes was Zhao Ruixi waving to him.

He couldn't hear the hustle and bustle around his ears, and couldn't see the people coming and going by his side. His footsteps became faster and faster, and he even ran straight into Zhao Ruixi's arms, and he knew that someone would catch him.

There was also the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood on his body.

"I am back."

He felt an increasingly tight embrace, and a low voice sounded, "Welcome home."

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A protracted internal strife caused heavy casualties in the Zhengjin Palace, and the strife among concubines in the harem caused many people to die. Concubine Xie Wan directly became the soul of Dong Anyi's sword, Concubine Liu Shu fell ill because of this, and Zhao Fuqing's full harem turned out to be... There are only a few people left.

Seven days have passed since the Zhengjin Palace Rebellion, Empress Xia became the Empress Dowager, and the old Empress was injured in the internal turmoil, it seems that time is running out.Concubine Yuxian has become a concubine, and she doesn't care about the affairs of the harem or her son. I heard from the palace people that she always enjoys the flowers in the small pavilion in the imperial garden. The few remaining young princes and princesses.

Concubine Liang went to Xiaozhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing to recuperate, Concubine De, the birth mother of the Seventh Prince and Princess Ninth—no one knew where she went.

Jiu Yi, who was suddenly free, lay down on the porch and looked at the sky. It was already autumn, the sky was blue, and the eyes of King Xi's Mansion, which had been vacant for two years, were golden, and the wind made rustling sounds.

He felt that everything was like a dream, and sometimes he couldn't even tell whether the killer and the current Jiuyi were one person or two.

After being hunted down and falling from the cliff, after waking up, he boarded the sedan chair sent to Prince Xi's mansion. From that day on, his life was full of ups and downs. Zhao Ruixi was always being assassinated as a guard, and he stood by his side every day.

Zhao Ruixi is a very annoying guy, he talks a lot, has a lot of problems, and even has a bad temper when things don't go his way.

But under his perverse appearance, he actually has a softer heart than many others.

The Seventh Prince framed him to kill him, and he not only kept the Seventh Prince's lineage, but also brought back the Ninth Princess who married far away.

Zhao Ruixi received the order to lead troops to conquer Keduzhen, but he was imprisoned in Xiduxi Palace.

Zhao Ruixi's words sounded nice, "The western capital is waiting to be rebuilt, and Prince Xi's Mansion needs you to preside over the overall situation."

This person is used to being a pillow blower, relying on his good skin to commit crimes, blowing him dizzy, he packed his clothes and set off the next day.

Prince Xi's Mansion is no different from before, except that Zhao Ruixi, who is less talkative, looks much more deserted.

"Jiang—Yun Zhiyi."

Jiu Yi raised his head and saw that it was Feng Zhiyan. His cheap master gave him a lot of things, but he never asked him for anything.

"Master."

Feng Zhiyan stood where he was, as if he wanted to say something, as if he wanted to say a lot, but in the end he didn't say anything, but put a basket of steaming peach blossom cakes in front of him, "It's still hot."

Following the autumn wind, Jiuyi smelled the sweet scent of peach blossom crisps, and he sat upright to take the basket, "It's Xianglinke's peach blossom crisps."

The shape of the peach blossom cake is exquisite, pink and tender, it looks like peach blossoms blooming in spring, and he first handed a piece to Feng Zhiyan.

"Thank you."

This sentence is not only thanking the present, but also thanking the past. If Feng Zhiyan hadn't saved Zhao Ruixi and stopped Zhao Ruixi at the beginning, he might have lost his life when he just arrived in this world with nothing.

Feng Zhiyan sat beside him, looking at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance like him, and suddenly said: "This is the first time you call me master."

"You taught me a lot of life-saving things, and I deserve this."

Feng Zhiyan raised his hand and rubbed his hair, "In that case, I will always be your master."

Jiu opened his mouth and replied after a while: "It is also my only master."

Feng Zhiyan laughed, with a hearty and carefree voice. This was the first time Jiuyi had seen him smile so heartily, "I'm leaving, and this book is for you. Don't ask about the future, people in the Jianghu. See you later."

Feng Zhiyan, just like his name, came and went like a gust of wind, as if he took away many secrets that only belonged to him during this short wandering, Jiuyi looked at the distant sky and thought—maybe in the future, it will be true We can only see each other by fate.