Domestic koi little doctor's wife

Chapter 213 Chapter 213

The emperor's eyes widened in disbelief, staring at the rose lace, what was just filled with spring water was only a small puddle the size of a bowl.

Because the spring rain stopped for a while, the water in the puddle gradually became clear, so clear that one could see the bottom at a glance.

The two drops of blood seem to be very close to each other, but also seem to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, no matter how they can't melt into one place.

How can this be?

How could his and Cheng'er's blood not mix?
"It hurts, I hurt so much, you old man, what are you doing squatting there, you caused this king to bleed, this king wants to kill your nine clans!"

The emperor looked back, and saw that the foolish son was staring at him with his hands on his hips.

He put his hands on his knees and stood up slowly with some difficulty. He didn't hear Song Liancheng complaining, but just stared at him closely.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that he has nothing in common with me.

Suddenly, an idea popped into his mind.

Could it be Yanyan and Lao Wu?

No, no, Yanyan will never betray him.

However, after he returned to the capital, Yanyan begged him to let the fifth child go. Could it be that the old love between the two of them is really over?
Do not!
He denied it again.

There is a problem with the water.

There should be a problem with the water, the water is not clean.

"Go, you hurry back with me."

He stepped forward, grabbed Song Liancheng's hand, and Song Liancheng jumped up in pain: "Damn old man, you scratched me, woo woo...It hurts, and it's bleeding again..."

Song Liancheng cried like a child.

The emperor felt no pain at all.

After the rain, he took Cheng'er to visit the imperial garden. The father and son got along very well. He didn't want people to disturb the hard-won warm time, so he shunned the palace people, just like a folk father leading his children to play.

Cheng'er said that he wanted to pick two of the most beautiful flowers, one for Aman and one for Xiaohong.

He smiled and said, "Can Dad pick it with you?"

He said, "Okay."

It was also a coincidence that the thorns on the rose stem pierced the hands of the father and son, and the blood dripped into the puddle.

At that time, he didn't pay attention, but subconsciously looked down.

Seeing this, he was startled.

He took Song Liancheng's other hand again, but Song Liancheng still cried and refused to leave, saying that he hadn't picked the most beautiful flower yet.

The palace people heard the crying and ran over quickly.

As soon as he returned to the Zichen Palace, the emperor ordered Zhang Jingzhong, the personal eunuch, to prepare a bowl of clean water, and ordered the palace staff to bring Chen Bin, the chief physician of the Imperial Hospital, for questioning.

Although Zhang Jingzhong didn't know what happened, but seeing the angry and shocked face of the emperor, he asked him to prepare clean water, and thinking of the emperor hurriedly bringing the second prince into Zichen Palace, he probably guessed what happened, and became more cautious.

He bowed his body slightly, and respectfully held a bowl of clean water and placed it on the table.

The emperor couldn't help but take out a dagger and cut a cut on his finger, the blood dripped slowly along the blade into the clear water.

The emperor glanced at Song Liancheng, who was still sobbing and ignorant.

Zhang Jingzhong understood, but he didn't dare to cut the prince's finger with a knife. He ordered someone to bring a silver needle, and carefully handed it to Song Liancheng: "Your Highness..."

"Go away!" Song Liancheng yelled loudly, "You old dog, you want to assassinate this king, but this king stripped your dog's skin, and then punished your nine clans!"

The emperor took another look at Yuan Ziyi who was standing there quietly, Yuan Ziyi was not so polite, he directly touched Song Liancheng's acupuncture points, took the needle in Zhang Jingzhong's hand and stabbed Song Liancheng's finger.

Zhang Jingzhong held his breath and carefully brought the bowl forward.

A drop of blood drips into the bowl.

There was no sound in the hall, and the drop of a needle could be heard.

The emperor's eyes were fixed on the bowl, and he saw that the well water in the bowl was extremely clear, with two coral bean-like blood beads floating on the left and right.

These two blood beads seem to look down on each other, and they don't even bother to look at each other, let alone merge into one place.

Shock and suspicion once again appeared in the eyes of the emperor, the veins on his forehead twitched in anger, and he gritted his teeth hard, making a clucking sound.

At this time, a little eunuch came to report that the imperial physician Chen Bin was waiting outside the palace, and the emperor immediately ordered Chen Bin to come in.

With a wave of the emperor's hand, Zhang Jingzhong quickly brought the bowl to Chen Bin.

Chen Bin carefully glanced at the enraged emperor, then at Song Liancheng standing there like a wooden stake, and understood everything.

The emperor sat there with a gloomy and terrifying face. He asked coldly: "I heard that those whose blood is fused are relatives. What if the blood cannot be fused?"

Chen Bin knelt down tremblingly and replied: "On the contrary, they are not...not blood relatives."

The emperor suddenly slapped the armrest, and shouted angrily, "Bring the pure noble concubine!"

Concubine Chun didn't know what happened, she felt a strange stagnant atmosphere as soon as she entered the palace.

She glanced suspiciously at the emperor who had the big characters written on his face, and asked suspiciously: "Your majesty, why did you order someone to bring your concubine here?"

The emperor slowly raised his eyes to stare at her, with blood dripping from the bottom of his eyes, and with unspeakable pain, he gritted his teeth word by word and asked her: "Yanyan, how have I treated you all these years?"

Concubine Chun was even more puzzled: "The emperor treats his concubines naturally very well, even the life of his concubines is given by the emperor."

"Then why did you..." He paused, "Betray me?"

Concubine Chun said in astonishment, "No concubine."

"How dare you say you haven't." The emperor slowly stood up and walked towards her step by step. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and squeezed her chin fiercely, "Whose child do you think Cheng'er is?"

Concubine Chun was in pain, she turned her head hard to look at Song Liancheng, only then did she realize something was wrong, it wasn't that Song Liancheng became obedient today and stood there obediently, but that he couldn't move at all.

Because of pain and doubts, her brows were deeply frowned, and she asked with difficulty: "Your Majesty, what do you mean, isn't Cheng'er the child of you and your concubine? What happened to Cheng'er?"

"He's fine, I just had someone tap his acupoints, Yanyan, do you still dare to lie to me now?" As he said this, the emperor suddenly became angry and pushed her to the table, "See for yourself !"

Concubine Chun turned her head to look, and saw a bowl of clear water on the table. There were two balls of blood in the clear water, which had gradually blurred and melted, but did not merge into one place.

She turned her head to look at the emperor, her eyes full of pain: "Your Majesty, what do you mean?"

A drop of clear tear quietly slipped from the corner of the emperor's eye, he wiped away the tear, and said word by word: "These two drops of blood belong to Zhen and Cheng'er, the blood of father and son can't blend together, do you think it's ridiculous? "

"No!" Concubine Chun stepped back in shock, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

She suddenly thought of something.

Is it?

No, no, Cheng'er is her and the emperor's child.

She couldn't accept that the son she had raised for so many years was not her own.

But how would she explain that the blood of father and son cannot blend.

Back then, when the emperor ascended the throne for the first time, the current situation was unstable, internal and external troubles, coupled with the matter between her and the emperor, caused dissatisfaction among the ministers of the court, and the emperor had no choice but to temporarily send her to Yanxia Temple to lead her training.

Later, she had a big belly and had no choice but to go to her cousin's house.

When she was about to give birth, Liu Chong, the anti-king of the south of the Yangtze River, set up a banner of rebellion, and the flames of war spread to Lining, Songhuai and other surrounding counties. She was forced to flee with her cousin's family. scattered.

Fortunately, she met a good man, and seeing that she had a big belly, he temporarily placed her in a dilapidated temple and waited for her cousin's family to find her.

In the ruined temple, there were two or three women who were about to give birth like her.

That night, she gave birth to the baby in the ruined temple.

Could it be that the child was held wrong at that time?
When Xinlian showed the child to her, she felt drowsy, and vaguely saw a blue birthmark on the child's calf, which disappeared later.

She always thought that she was dazzled when she was drowsy.

no, I can not.

With her scarlet eyes open, she slowly looked at the water in the bowl, and murmured: "There is something wrong with this water, there must be something wrong with this water!"

The emperor looked slowly at Zhang Jingzhong.

Zhang Jingzhong immediately knelt down in fright: "Your Majesty, the water is absolutely fine."

The emperor doesn't know who to trust now, the harem is fighting, if someone dares to secretly poison Yanyan, he dares to tamper with in the water.

Moreover, Yanyan was the woman he had loved for many years, and the only woman he had truly loved. He subconsciously wanted to choose to believe in Concubine Chun.

"Ziyi, prepare another bowl of water."

After a while, a bowl of clear water was placed on the table again, the emperor pricked his finger again, dripping blood into the bowl, and then asked Yuan Ziyi to prick Song Liancheng's finger.

The results were the same as before.

The emperor slumped down on the chair.With endless pain, he said, "Yanyan, what else do you have to say?"

"No, it's impossible, it's impossible?" Concubine Chun stared closely at the two blood drops in the bowl, "I have never betrayed the emperor, unless..."

She glanced at Song Liancheng and shed tears in pain, "Cheng'er is not my child either."

The emperor suddenly remembered that Song Liancheng was born outside the palace, maybe he really misunderstood Yanyan.

Suddenly, Concubine Chun pulled out her hairpin and pricked her finger. A drop of blood fell into the water and soon fused with a drop of blood in the bowl. She had seen this drop of blood clearly before. Chu belongs to Song Liancheng.

Those who are fused with blood are all relatives.

Cheng'er is her child.

Then why not the emperor's child?

Her face changed suddenly, and she kept muttering: "Impossible, this is impossible..."

The last glimmer of hope was ruthlessly extinguished in an instant, and the emperor laughed back in anger: "Yanyan, your acting is really good."

"No, I didn't!" Concubine Chun gritted her teeth and looked at him firmly, "This concubine has never done anything wrong to the emperor!"

The emperor glanced at the bowl on the table mockingly, and said sadly: "The facts are before our eyes."

"The concubine doesn't recognize this fact, it's not true at all!"

"You really don't cry when you see the coffin." The emperor waved his hand weakly, "Zi Yi, go and get the blood of the fifth child."

Concubine Chun knew that she could not argue with anything, she suddenly smiled softly: "It turns out that the emperor has never believed in concubines."

"No, I always believed in you before, but now..." He gritted his teeth to keep the old tears from falling, and said slowly, "I only believe in my own eyes."

Concubine Chun's eyes were filled with tears: "Then how does the emperor plan to deal with his concubines, death, or being thrown into limbo?"

The emperor was stunned for a moment: "Yanyan, don't force me."

"Really?" She smiled, "Is it the concubine who is forcing the emperor? How has the concubine ever forced the emperor? It is clear that the emperor does not believe in the concubine, let alone..."

She lowered her head slowly, and said in despair, "The concubine can't explain it, even if she jumped into the Yellow River, she can't clean it up."

There was a trace of unbearable in the emperor's heart, and more of the anger that he could not accept being deceived by his beloved.

No matter how Yan Yan explained it, facts are facts and cannot be questioned.

Even if the child wasn't born to Yanyan and Lao Wu, it was born to her and someone else...

bastard.

These two words deeply hurt his heart, and it was riddled with holes.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Song Liancheng again, only thinking it was ridiculous.

This is the son he has loved for 35 years.

Weidao doesn't look like him anywhere, it doesn't belong to him at all.

But people are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless.

The blood relationship is false, but the 35-year father-son relationship is true.

For a while, the atmosphere in the hall was like gel again, until Yuan Ziyi took the blood of King Li.

The unlucky Song Liancheng was stabbed again. He was almost dying of pain, but he couldn't even make a sound when he wanted to scream.

He was so angry that he wished he could tear Yuan Ziyi to pieces right away, without realizing what was going to happen.

Concubine Chun was already in despair.

Because the end is set.

In the emperor's heart, no matter whether King Li's blood and Lian Cheng's blood can be fused together, she has betrayed him.

I hope that King Li's blood will not blend with Lian Cheng's blood.

Everything is her sin.

She shouldn't marry her brother after marrying her brother.

King Li is the victim, and this matter has nothing to do with King Li, he has already lived a miserable life, and she really doesn't want to involve him anymore.

If the blood of the two men merged, the emperor would definitely kill King Li.

When the two drops of blood dripped into the bowl, Concubine Chun's heart rose to her throat again, even if she died, there would not be one more innocent person.

Finally, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Blood, not blended.

The emperor was suddenly shocked: "It's not the fifth... who is that?" He slowly turned his head, staring at Concubine Chun in puzzlement and anger, "Yanyan, who is the adulterer?"

Concubine Chun is not afraid now, she said lightly: "The concubine said that there is no adulterer, do you believe the emperor?"

"...Hehe, do you think I'm a fool?"

He let out a mournful laugh. Under the dim light in the hall, his body could be seen trembling slightly. He looked at her with monstrous anger in his eyes, as if he was about to erupt in the next moment.

Everyone in the hall did not even dare to breathe, and it was so quiet that even the wind could not blow in.

The emperor waved his hand feebly, making everyone in the hall retreat, and even Song Liancheng was taken away by Yuan Ziyi.

For a while, only the emperor and pure noble concubine were left in the room.

He looked at her, and she looked at him.

In this way, a confrontation was formed.

Finally, she couldn't help but sighed softly: "Your Majesty, I know that I can't argue with anything, and I am willing to accept any punishment, but..." Tears flowed down quietly, "Cheng'er is innocent, I beg you to let me go!" pass him."

The emperor persisted and asked: "Yanyan, who is the adulterer?"

She gritted her teeth and said, "There is no adulterer."

"I have given you a chance, but you didn't want it."

"Why, is the emperor going to kill the concubine and Cheng'er? That's fine... that's fine..." She murmured, "It's good for us, mother and son, to have a companion on Huangquan Road."

(End of this chapter)