Divine Doctor Xiao Mengfei

Chapter 472 Why Is Di Jingheng Still Alive?
It's just that when people got closer and there was no glare from the sun, Emperor Zhengde's face gradually changed. First he frowned, then he was puzzled, and then he couldn't believe it. When he got closer and saw his face clearly, he was even more shocked. The body staggered a bit.

"How is it possible!" Emperor Zhengde froze, looking at the rising sun, shining on the body of three people standing on top of each other, as if stepping on a ray of light, making him squint, unable to see that face clearly, nor I want to see that face clearly.

Emperor Zhengde squinted his eyes and watched the three of them walk out of the light with one person supported. They were covered in blood, but Di Jingheng was clean, his steps were steady, and he didn't look injured at all. His body trembled and he almost fell limp on the ground. Fortunately, he was supported by the prince beside him.

"You...how are you still alive?" Seeing Di Jingheng's aura of returning like a king, Emperor Zhengde lost his composure and forgot his reaction at this time, "How could you be still alive."

He obviously sent three or four hundred dead men to wash the palace and assassinate Emperor Jingheng. Even the Imperial Forest Army guarded by him assassinated the dead men. How could he fail to kill a defenseless fool.

Di Jingheng is a defenseless fool, how could he be alive, it is impossible and impossible.

This is simply not possible!
Di Jingheng was already standing in front of Emperor Zhengde, he asked Xiao Feiyang and Xiao Feizhu to let go of him, endured the severe pain on his body, straightened his back, and looked at Emperor Zhengde slightly with narrow phoenix eyes, " Brother Huang seems to be unhappy when he sees his younger brother."

"Feiyang, Feizhu, my lord." Xiao Jun looked up at them, and stepped forward excitedly, he was always worried about them, now seeing that they were all right, he finally let go of his hanging heart.

Concubine Zhen saw Di Qiu who was also covered in blood, and hurriedly shouted, "Prince doctor, show the Seventh Prince quickly."

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" Xiao Qiqi stepped forward, sized up Di Jingheng, and frowned, "What happened, is it important?"

She saw Di Jingheng's walking pace, although it was calm, but his upper body was a little weak, as if injured.

Although the sudden incident last night made it too late for her to get angry, but now that the matter is settled, when she sees him again, she can't help being angry and doesn't want to control him.

"My husband is fine, show Di Qiu first, he is seriously injured." Di Jingheng said softly to Xiao Qiqi, this time Di Qiu tried his best to save him, and his injuries were not less than his.

Xiao Qiqi looked at Di Jingheng's clean body, thinking that he could still be brave, so it shouldn't be a big deal, but Di Qiu was unconscious, so he knelt down to examine him, and quickly ordered someone to lift Di Qiu up. When it comes to the soft collapse, I don't have the heart to take care of Di Jingheng and the others.

If Di Qiu didn't give emergency rescue, he would be disabled if he didn't die.

Emperor Zhengde looked at Di Jingheng in a daze, trying to see something from his face, wondering if someone was pretending, and wondering if that glaring face might be a fake human skin.

But no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see any flaws, some were just dazzling. In the end, he could only force out a smile dryly, and shouted bluntly, "Thirteenth brother."

Why didn't he die, how could he not die.

Didn't the three or four hundred dead men come out to wash the palace with blood and assassinate Di Jingheng last night?

Since it was dispatched, why didn't it succeed?
What went wrong?
"Brother, haven't you been waiting for a long time?" Di Jingheng curled his lips evilly, and looked at Emperor Zhengde sarcastically.

(End of this chapter)