I am poor, I installed [Quick Transmigration]

The inner eunuch fell into a great panic, his knees softened and he almost knelt down, but he remembered that Rong Huai had told him to let the imperial doctor stand guard outside the palace gate before the banquet, so he immediately asked the maid to pass on the imperial doctor.

The imperial doctor was waiting outside the gate of the palace, crawling quickly.

Yan Zhuo wrapped his arms around Rong Huai tightly, holding him tightly, his eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot, his eyes were frantic and depressed, he didn't let go until the imperial doctor approached tremblingly.

Rong Huai's whole body was stained red with blood, and the huge wound on his chest was still bleeding out. Yan Zhuo saw it, his canthus was about to burst, and his eyes were gradually pierced by blood. On the contrary, Rong Huai With no blood on his face, he gently tugged at Yan Zhuo's sleeve: "Those people, those assassins can't be let go..."

Yan Zhuo can't listen to anyone's words now, except Rong Huai.

He grabbed the imperial doctor's throat with a big palm, his eyes were red and hissed: "Your Majesty will live a long life, do you understand? If he dies, the entire palace including your life will not be saved."

The imperial doctor was in a cold sweat, so he had no choice but to swear a poisonous oath.

Only then did Yan Zhuo slowly let go of his hand, and stood up staggeringly, the overwhelming anger in his chest almost tore his heart, and tyranny and ferocity appeared in his eyes.

Seeing that Yan Zhuo's medicine detoxified so quickly, the group of assassins also felt extremely horrified. They didn't dare to miss it, and retreated outside. This place is not in the deep palace, but in the palace in the mountain forest. Outside the hall, you can fly away.

Seeing that they were about to arrive at the gate of the hall.

Yan Zhuo recognized the short assassin who stabbed Rong Huai at a glance. The anger he suppressed for a long time burst from his chest. A layer of blood mist.

Just when the assassin thought he was about to escape, a big hand fell from the sky and clasped his head, like kneading dough, causing unbearable pain from the skull.

Turning a deaf ear to the screams of pain in his ears, Yan Zhu crushed the bones and muscles of the man's whole body, kneading them into a meat ball.

Everyone present was terrified, no matter how firm the will of those assassins was, they were taken aback, they didn't hold back any more, and tried their best to escape from the Asura Hall.

But it's just futile.

The imperial doctor was drawing his sword to stop the bleeding for Rong Huai. Under the protection of numerous guards, Rong Huai leaned on the wide dragon chair with his hands resting on the armrests, looking at the one-sided massacre in the hall through the sea of ​​people, as if feeling uncomfortable Feeling the pain in the body, there was a not-so-obviously happy smile on the corner of his mouth: "Yan Zhuo is out of breath."

"...Host, you deliberately stimulated him again." The system said.

Rong Huai's voice was still weak: "He doesn't believe me, so I can only use my life to convince him."

"The host must have a better way," the system said with its hands on its hips, it will never be deceived by Rong Huai again, it has already seen through Rong Huai: "You just like to watch Yan Zhuo go crazy because of you, it's a bad taste."

Rong Huai's lips curved: "I didn't expect you to grow up too."

The system was triumphant, and just as it was about to continue bragging, it saw Yan Zhuo walking over with a few bloody and round things in his hand, and it was so frightened that it retracted its head back to the background.

The imperial doctor was also well-informed, but his hairs stood on end when he saw the meat ball in Yan Zhuo's hand up close, not to mention Qin Liangqi who was sitting in a wheelchair.

He hadn't recovered from the shock that Rong Huai actually helped Yan Zhuo block the sword, Yan Zhuo casually threw those meat balls at his feet, a chill rushed over his forehead, and his scalp exploded in fright, I can't wait to jump out of the wheelchair on the spot.

Yan Zhuo didn't even look at him, he just stared at the imperial doctor with blood red eyes and asked, "How is Your Majesty?"

The imperial doctor helped Rong Huai draw his sword to stop the bleeding, and applied more than ten kinds of expensive plasters. He was so busy that he was sweating hotly. Under Yan Zhuo's watchful eyes, his whole body was under tremendous pressure. He couldn't help bending his knees and knelt on the ground : "Your Majesty has a sword in his heart, and the danger is at stake. I have tried my best... Your Majesty is a lucky man with his own destiny, and he will definitely survive this test."

Yan Zhuo shook his body.

What a hopeless sentence to pin your hope on the auspicious person's own celestial appearance.

Rong Huai lost a lot of blood, and he waited until he came relying on his willpower, his eyelids were half-closed tiredly, feeling that Yan Zhuo was carefully pulling him into his arms, he stretched out his hand and lightly touched Yan Zhuo's chest: "Don't worry!" , I'll be fine..."

Yan Zhuo put his slender and cold palm on his heart: "I believe in you."

From now on, I will believe everything you say.

—

Rong Huai had been in a coma for nearly a week, and that sword had severed half of his heart veins. If he deviated by an inch, his heart would be pierced on the spot. In the face of such a huge physical trauma, no matter how strong his mental strength was, he would not be able to survive for a while. Can't wake up either.

The entire Imperial Hospital often lives in Weiyang Palace. Yan Zhuo asked them to come over from time to time to check their bodies and check the situation. He stared blankly at the person on the bed: "Your Majesty just...did you move your fingers?"

"Your Majesty didn't move, the general is probably hallucinating again." The imperial doctors repeated the same words tirelessly. Hearing their negative answers, Yan Zhuo's face became more and more cold. The air became thinner, and the imperial doctors knelt on the ground and dared not even breathe.

In the current imperial palace, Yan Zhuo covered the sky with one hand.

His Majesty was seriously injured, his life and death were unknown, and the hearts of the civil and military people in the court were fluctuating, and people were panicking. They were all present at the scene and saw with their own eyes that Rong Huai's chest was pierced through, and the whole body was covered with blood. Seeing that His Majesty hadn't woken up for a week, most of them Everyone guessed that he would never wake up again, and some people who had thought carefully began to form cliques and rush to stand in line, thinking that they would support another clan disciple to rise to the top, so that they would have the merit of becoming a dragon.

But as soon as the people in the court had this sign, they were suppressed by Yan Zhuo.

He dispatched a battalion of thousands of riders from the frontier. If anyone took the opportunity to form a faction to interfere in the government, he would directly ransack his home in Ling Chi and exile the whole family. Under the suppression, let everyone be honest.

Because Rong Huai has not woken up for a long time, Yan Zhuo's emotions are suppressed again and again, like a mad dog that may go berserk at any time, without any rationality and rationality at all, no one dares to touch its edge.

Baiguan never expected that the tyrant was bedridden, and instead ushered in a more brutal and bloody Yan Zhuo.

The whole court was miserable.

Qin Liangqi didn't expect that the development of things exceeded his expectations. He heard from Yan Jiuli that Yan Zhuo went crazy to torture the assassin, and wanted to follow the clues to dig out the instigator behind him. He couldn't sleep all night for nearly a week, and finally couldn't help coming Outside Weiyang Palace.

He wanted to know how Rong Huai was doing now, and whether the poison he had poisoned had been found out...

These unknown questions were like a big knife hanging over his head, unresolved, making people anxious and burnt unbearably.

In the past, Weiyang Palace always followed him in and out, unimpeded, but today he was stopped, and the guards outside also had strange faces, asking: "Who are you?"

Qin Liangqi wondered whether the matter of his poisoning had been exposed, so he dealt with it absently: "I am Qin Liangqi, I want to come and see His Majesty, please pass it on to the elder brothers."

"The general strictly forbids any concubine or concubine, including courtiers, to visit His Majesty," the guard said coldly.

Qin Liangqi did not expect that he would not even be able to see Rong Huai now. He bluntly said that he and His Majesty had an unusually close relationship, and hoped that they would be accommodating.

He could only eat the closed door and return angrily.

But the great fear still shrouded his head like a shadow, making him feel confused.

What Qin Liangqi didn't know was that as soon as he left, the guards on the back reported his visit to Weiyang Palace to Yan Zhuo. Yan Zhuo sat on the bedside, gently stroking the pale cheek of the person on the bed with his big palm, and lowered his head from time to time, Forehead and forehead touched together, until he felt Rong Huai's weak breath intertwined with himself, he was slightly relieved.

He was really scared, afraid that Ronghuai would leave him without a sound.

That was something he couldn't bear no matter what.

"Your Majesty..." Yan Zhuo gently rubbed his finger bones against his round shoulders, and whispered in his ear: "Please wake up and have a look at me..."

Your Majesty has slept long enough...

After a long time, Yan Zhuo slowly raised his face buried in Rong Huai's neck, and his eyes fell on the imperial doctor kneeling at his feet. The man was ordinary in appearance, neither fat nor thin, and he would disappear when thrown into the crowd. Everyone, such an inconspicuous person, frequently poisoned Rong Huai's medicine.

The poison in Rong Huai was the secret medicine of Qilan, even an experienced imperial doctor could not find it out, but Rong Huai is now in a coma and cannot drink the medicine, once the drug addiction occurs, the poisoning still cannot be concealed.

Therefore, the imperial doctor had no choice but to take a huge risk and sprinkle the medicine powder on Rong Huai's gauze.

From the last conversation with Rong Huai, Yan Zhuo had long guessed that there was a ghost in the imperial doctor, and secretly sent people to monitor everyone, and it was really easy for everyone to get the stolen goods.

As long as he thinks of the mottled and vertical scars on Rong Huai's arm, Yan Zhuo feels that his chest is about to be torn apart with anger, and he thinks about all kinds of cruel and tyrannical methods in his mind.

The Weiyang Palace was so quiet that a needle could be heard, such an extremely quiet environment, on the contrary, easily gave rise to the deepest fear in people's hearts.

At this moment, the guard came in to report that Qin Liangqi was trying to visit the patient just now. Hearing Qin Liangqi's name, the imperial doctor, who was in extreme fear at this time, turned his head reflexively.

It was just such a subtle movement that Yan Zhuo saw in his eyes, his deep eyes flashed coldly, and he raised the corners of his lips and said, "Follow Qin Liangqi for me."

The imperial doctor subconsciously trembled again.

—

Qin Liangqi didn't know anything about what he accidentally exposed. After leaving Weiyang Palace, he met Yan Jiuli at the secret passage of the palace that he accidentally discovered before as agreed.

"Sooner or later, those assassins will be unable to resist and confess us. You have to seize the opportunity to silence them all. I have already sent someone to win over King Nie," Qin Liangqi said.

"Father is under such strict supervision, how can I sneak in?" Yan Jiuli dissatisfied: "Liangqi, I told you that this assassination is too risky, and it will not end at this point."

In fact, Qin Liangqi's thoughts are already very meticulous. If the assassin succeeds and kills Yan Zhuo in the main hall, he will benefit in the end. If he fails, he will allow the tyrant to take the blame for him.

Under his preaching, who else doesn't know that the two of them are incompatible with each other?When Yan Zhuo was assassinated, Rong Huai must be the first thing everyone doubted.

But he never thought that Rong Huai even wanted his own life to block the knife for Yan Zhuo.

And hurt so badly.

This time, the plan to take the blame is completely bankrupt, and the civil and military courts doubt it, no one will suspect that Rong Huai planned this assassination - how could he plan the assassination by himself, and almost kill himself in the end?

"I didn't do this for your title!" Qin Liangqi was in a state of distress: "It's too late to say anything now, the tyrant's drug addiction may have already kicked in, after this incident is exposed, it may be impossible to get rid of the tyrant by poisoning .”

Originally, he poisoned Rong Huai secretly, and Rong Huai's death was a certainty, but now that the poisoning has been exposed, this way is definitely not going to work.

Really stealing chicken without losing rice.

When it comes to the title of title, Yan Jiuli is also full of resentment: "Before you made sure that I would be the number one scholar and my younger brother, what about now?"

Qin Liangqi was choked up, and he felt a little guilty when he mentioned this. Speaking of which, it was entirely because of him that Yan Jiuli's name fell to Sun Shan, so this matter cannot be broken up, and it will be messed up.

Why were they forced into such an embarrassing situation in the end, in a plan that was originally intertwined and seamless?

Qin Liangqi couldn't figure it out.

Just when the two of them were accusing each other, a light was lit at the end of the corridor, and clusters of torches illuminated the entire deep and dark passage, and Yan Zhuo's violent face under the reflection of the firelight made people shudder.

Yan Jiuli's handsome face gradually showed a fearful expression. Because of the great fright, he felt a chill rushing up, and his whole body was cold: "Father, father..."

Qin Liangqi was also stunned. ,.