Kuaishou Little Ancestor: The God of Blackening is Begging for Responsibility Again

Chapter 177 The Emperor’s Brother, Don’t Be Violent (43)
Wei Ziyu had sent out the signal just now, and the hidden guards on standby at the foot of the mountain hurried up in less than half a stick of incense.

Seeing this, those assassins knew that they could not succeed today, so they could only retreat first.

"A Yuan, A Yuan, how are you?"

Zhao Zhiyuan lost a lot of blood at this moment, his face was pale, and his eyes were dark.

Fei Jue supported him, forced himself to calm down, and ordered: "Commander Wei and his hidden guards continue to chase, and the rest will send the emperor back to the palace."

"Yes!"

Before Zhao Zhiyuan fell into a coma, he heard Fei Jue put away all his indecency, and his choked up voice was so harsh that it could not be discussed.

They rushed back to the palace, and hurriedly summoned the imperial physician to diagnose and treat Zhao Zhiyuan.

Fei Jue didn't even have time to deal with his own wound, so he ordered people to block the news of Zhao Zhiyuan's injury.

After she arranged everything, the imperial physician had already treated Zhao Zhiyuan's wound.

She hurriedly asked: "How is the situation?"

The old doctor knelt down and said: "Fortunately, the wound is not deep and the heart is not injured, but the blood loss is too much, it may take some time to recover, but please rest assured, my lady, there will be no life-threatening."

Not life-threatening.

"That's good……"

Fei Jue's heart that had been hanging all the way was finally let go.

Let them prescribe some decoctions for Zhao Zhiyuan, and then went to take the towel that Qing Luo used to wipe the blood on Zhao Zhiyuan's body.

"Let me do it."

The wound has been bandaged, but the blood on the face and hands is still there.

Qing Luo handed her the towel, and when she saw the wound on Fei Jue's body, her eyes turned red, she plopped and knelt down in front of Fei Jue, and assured her, "Your Majesty, this assassination was definitely not done by a servant, please tell me check."

She thought Fei never let her get close to Zhao Zhiyuan because she didn't trust her.

Helpless, Fei Jue put down the towel, went to help her up herself, and said: "You think too much, I have never doubted you."

"Young lady..." Qingluo raised her head.

Fei Jue looked at Zhao Zhiyuan again, his face darkened, and his voice became cold, "This time the emperor punished corrupt courtiers and offended many people, I'm afraid they took the opportunity to make trouble."

Seeing that she didn't doubt herself, Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "But this time you and the emperor went to Wan'an Temple, not many people knew about it, how could anyone know in advance, where is the ambush secretly?"

Originally, Zhao Zhiyuan was going to take Fei Jue to go hunting, but Fei Jue canceled that trip because of the incident in his previous life.

Going to Wan'an Temple was also a temporary decision. During this period, I didn't tell other people at all. They couldn't have the opportunity to ambush in advance on the way to Wan'an Temple.

They are probably surrounded by internal thieves.

Fei Jue thought for a moment, then said to Qing Luo: "Don't say anything at this time."

After a pause, he said again: "Just release the news that the emperor was seriously injured and unconscious."

"what?"

Qingluo was puzzled, "A few days ago, the emperor just reorganized the court, and now he has made many enemies. If the news of the emperor's coma is released at this time, wouldn't those people who are eyeing him come to assassinate him?"

"So... When Wei Ziyu comes back, I want him to come see me..."

"Meet the empress!"

"..."

As soon as she mentioned Wei Ziyu, he hurried over from outside.

Wei Ziyu once had the privilege of Zhao Zhiyuan, he could enter and leave his Hall of Mental Cultivation, so no one stopped him just now.

Fei Jue raised his hand to make him stand up, and asked, "Have those assassins been caught?"

Wei Ziyu was a little embarrassed, "Those are dead soldiers, even if they were caught, they would each take poison and commit suicide."

(End of this chapter)