Prince, the princess calls you to dream

Chapter 232
After a moment of silence, Concubine De flicked her skirt and knelt down: "As long as the Supreme Emperor withstands this pressure and helps Liang Yan keep the throne, this concubine is willing to give the antidote to the Supreme Emperor at once."

A look of color flashed across Emperor Jing's eyes, and he had been waiting for her words in his heart for a long time, but he still didn't show it on his face, and showed some difficulty.

"But the pressure is too great, I'm afraid I can't stand it, and, do you know, if I keep the fourth child at this time, what kind of reputation will I get? Faint, self-righteous, headstrong, not listening to advice, all of them The pressure is all on my side."

Concubine De naturally knew that what he said was not alarmist, but there was really no other way.

"The concubine believes that as long as the Supreme Emperor thinks about it, there is nothing that the Supreme Emperor cannot do! Even if the Supreme Emperor suffers such infamy for the time being, as long as Liang Yan works diligently in the future and makes great achievements for Sanglin's country and people, he will definitely be able to rectify the name of the Supreme Emperor .”

Emperor Jing didn't make a sound, as if hesitating and weighing.

After a while, he asked: "You just said that you will give me the antidote once?"

"Yes! As long as the Supreme Emperor keeps Liang Yan's throne."

Emperor Jing nodded: "When will it be given?"

After asking, he continued: "Don't tell me to wait until the matter is over and the dust settles. I don't believe it. Today, we have come to the point where husband and wife are against each other. I don't believe you are normal, right?"

Concubine De was speechless.

Originally, she planned to say that this crisis was over, and she was cheating for a while, and she would make a decision based on the specific situation at that time.

Now it seems that it doesn't work.

"Then the concubine will give half of the Supreme Emperor first, give the eleven antidote first, and give the remaining twelve after the matter is resolved, is it okay?" Concubine De asked.

The antidote is one pill per month, and he needs to take it for two years. He was given one pill last time, so this time he will be given eleven pills.

Emperor Jing pondered for a while: "Okay! I will trust you again."

With these eleven antidotes, at least he will have no worries for a year.

The most important thing is that as long as he got the extra antidote, he would find someone to take the pills for analysis and research, and he would definitely be able to analyze the formula and make an antidote.

Concubine De took out a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve.

"For the sake of safety, the concubine only brought five with her. The five emperors will take them first, and the remaining six will be delivered by the concubine when she returns to Xiangrui Palace."

"Yes." Emperor Jing believed her words.

One, she took out the porcelain bottle in front of him, and she didn't turn it upside down.

Second, it is impossible for anyone to carry all the antidote on their body. What if they are killed and take the medicine.

Emperor Jing raised his sleeves towards Zhan Mo, motioning him to get it.

Zhan Mo took the lead and walked towards Concubine De.

Seeing Zhan Mo approaching, Concubine De handed him the porcelain bottle.

When Zhan Mo reached out to take the porcelain bottle, the other hand suddenly stabbed her in the chest.

It happened so suddenly that Concubine De didn't realize what happened, she groaned in pain and didn't realize it, she thought Zhan Mo was trying to find an antidote in her chest pocket.

It wasn't until the huge pain spread from her chest that she lowered her eyes in a daze, looking at her chest in disbelief.

On her chest, Zhan Mo held a dagger impressively, and stabbed deeply, only the handle of the dagger was visible outside.

The bright red blood diffused radially.

Emperor Jing didn't know what happened, because Zhan Mo was standing in front of the kneeling Concubine De, with his back to him, and his tall body almost completely blocked Concubine De.

And he didn't think about these aspects at all, when he heard De Fei snort in pain, he tilted his head curiously to see what happened.

The image of Zhan Mo stabbing Concubine De viciously with a dagger in his hand caught his eye, and he widened his eyes in shock, horrified.

"Zhan Mo, what are you doing?" Emperor Jing asked in surprise.

Zhan Mo spun the dagger fiercely again, Concubine De whimpered again, and he pulled out the dagger violently, hot red blood spattered.

Concubine De opened her eyes wide and fell to the ground.

Zhan Mo straightened his waist while holding the blood-dripping dagger, and then returned to Emperor Jing's words: "Of course it is to help the Supreme Emperor get rid of this vicious woman."

Emperor Jing's face was pale, and he was so shocked by this sudden scene that he didn't recover for a while.

"Ke Kezhen didn't ask you to kill her."

He didn't make such a will, and he didn't want this woman's life for the time being, although he also wanted her to die, and wanted to cut her into pieces.

But after all, the antidote is in her hands, and his life is in her hands.

Zhan Mo didn't make a sound, another male voice suddenly sounded from the door.

"Father did not give way, but my son did."

It is the third prince Ning Shuyan.

Ning Shuyan strolled in, Zhan Mo greeted him, and handed him the small porcelain bottle containing the antidote that he had just received from Concubine De.

Ning Shuyan took it and held it in his hand.

Emperor Jing sat there watching all this in astonishment, and also watched all this in disbelief.

"Zhan Mo, you...you are the third child?"

"It wasn't before, but it has been since yesterday." Ning Shuyan replied with the corners of her lips curled up.

He had a secret talk with him yesterday and persuaded him to use it for himself.

Emperor Jing's face was as white as paper, and even his lips lost their color: "Why? I'm not mean to you."

Zhan Mo lowered his head and pursed his lips in silence.

Ning Shuyan spoke out for him: "The reason is very simple. Father is already at sunset, and the situation is over. Zhan Mo is still young. How can he develop well with Father? When Father goes west, as Father's confidant, maybe There is no way out, so hurry up and find another way!"

Emperor Jing pointed at Zhan Mo, his whole body was shaking with anger, his arms were shaking, and his lips were shaking.

"White Eyed Wolf"

It was in vain that he trusted him so much.

Trust him more than you trust Wende.

Yes, Wende.

Emperor Jing hurriedly called out to the door: "Wen De!"

Normally, as long as he made such a sound, Wende had already heard it and entered.

But at this moment, there was no response, and no one came in.

Emperor Jing couldn't believe it, and called out sharply: "Come on!"

Wende is not there, there are other palace guards and guards.

And still no one came in.

Emperor Jing's heart sank.

Ning Shuyan glanced at Concubine De, who had fallen to the ground and had lost her breath but still had her eyes open, and said, "Stop screaming, Wende is going with Concubine De."

Emperor Jing was shocked.

"You even killed Wende?"

Ning Shuyan spread his hands: "There is no way, he doesn't know current affairs."

Emperor Jing shook his head with a pale face, looking at Ning Shuyan as if he didn't know him.

He really didn't really know him.

If the concubine De's poisoning hadn't happened, he was still prepared, and when he was late in the future, the person in his heart to inherit the throne would be him, the son in front of him.

I didn't expect him to be worse and more vicious than the fourth son.

"You killed Concubine De, do you think the fourth brother will let you go?" Emperor Jing said while grinding his back molars.

Ning Shuyan chuckled lightly, didn't take it seriously, suddenly suppressed his smile, and said word by word: "Didn't the father kill him? He died in the father's Shangfan Palace, and the children and Zhan guards saw it with their own eyes."

"You..." Emperor Jing spat out a mouthful of blood in anger.

"Father, don't get excited, you are still poisoned." Ning Shuyan shook the small porcelain bottle in his hand and said.

(End of this chapter)