Planting a fairy in ancient times

Chapter 349 375. Incoherent
"I see." Xuanyuan Muye nodded.

If Li Huaiji didn't ask the hidden guards to take action, Xuanyuan Chaoyang would definitely not be able to defeat Xuanyuan King Kong who had hundreds of soldiers under him.

Xuanyuan Chaoyang has always been aware of current affairs, and leading all the officials to run away is indeed something Xuanyuan Chaoyang can do.

"His Royal Highness, the emperor announced to all the officials that he wanted to make you the crown prince just after he inherited the throne!" When Li Huaiji talked about this, the wrinkles on his forehead deepened a little with a smile.

Li Huaiji just said in front of Xuanyuan Chaoyang, "The late emperor originally wanted the heir to the throne to be Prince Rui's son", and Xuanyuan Chaoyang immediately proposed to the officials to make Xuanyuan Muye the crown prince.

What Li Huaiji is most satisfied with about Xuanyuan Chaoyang is that Xuanyuan Chaoyang is very knowledgeable.

Since Xuanyuan Chaoyang is willing to hand over the country to Xuanyuan Muye after a hundred years, Li Huaiji doesn't have to take the risk to "click" Xuanyuan Chaoyang in advance.

"My father is really impatient. His enthronement ceremony has not yet been held! Why did he talk about the establishment of the crown prince?" Xuanyuan Muye didn't understand the reason for "appointment of the crown prince", and couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

What Xuanyuan Muye is thinking about now is cultivation and cultivation, the crown prince and so on, Xuanyuan Muye really doesn't take it to heart.

Xuanyuan Muye was just wondering, Xuanyuan King Kong and Shangguan Ling's rebellion had not yet been resolved, so why did his father want to establish a prince?
"The emperor only has the blood of you, the prince, and it is his duty to make you the prince." Li Huaiji said cheerfully.

In recent years, every time he saw Xuanyuan Muye, Li Huaiji would always feel that Emperor Tianjing's gaze was extremely sharp.

Three years ago, who would have imagined that Xuanyuan Muye, who was sickly, would grow into such a dazzling appearance once he recovered from his illness?

Li Huaiji and Xuanyuan Muye were talking, not far away, imperial physician Zheng Wang Lin was secretly lifted by the collar, and stumbled all the way to Jinghua Palace.

Wang Lin was extremely angry.

Half a quarter of an hour ago, Wang Lin was dispensing medicine at the Imperial Hospital, when the strange man in black rushed in like a gust of wind, grabbed his collar and ran away.

It's a pity that his precious snow lotus ginseng and antler!It fell all over the place.

Wang Lin wanted to swear several times, but unfortunately, her collar was strangled, and Wang Lin even had difficulty breathing. How could she have the strength to swear?He could only follow An Yi's pull and run faster.

An Yi saw Li Huaiji and Xuanyuan Muye from a distance, and stepped a little faster, making Wang Lin almost roll her eyes.

When he came to Jinghua Palace, An Yi let go of his hand.

"Hoo~! Hoo~! Hoo~! Who are you? You are so rude..." Wang Lin asked after taking a few deep breaths.

It's a pity that Wang Lin was so busy panting heavily that she didn't have the slightest momentum to ask.

An Yi ignored Wang Lin's question, bowed to Xuanyuan Muye and Li Huaiji, and said, "My lord, Director Li, I have already brought Dr. Wang here."

"What prince? This is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Li Huaiji said displeased.

"I've seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, An Yi with a lowly position, yes..." An Yi knelt down towards Xuanyuan Muye, and was about to declare himself, when he thought of Wang Lin, he hesitated again.

The matter of the hidden guards was an undisclosed secret for the Xuanyuan Dynasty.

What is open is that all civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty knew that Emperor Tianjing had a "dark guard" to stop him, but the secret was that each member of the "dark guard" was very mysterious and would never reveal their true colors to outsiders.

An Yi didn't know whether Wang Lin was Xuanyuan Muye's confidant or not.

If not, the matter of the hidden guard cannot be said in front of Wang Lin.

"Get up!" Xuanyuan Muye interrupted Anyi, and said, "Anyi, you did a good job, the crown prince will remember you."

The moment Xuanyuan Muye saw An Yi, the image of An Yi cutting Wang Yipeng's neck appeared in his mind.

To be honest, Xuanyuan Muye admired An Yi quite a bit.

Not to mention the high strength of martial arts, but also sharp and ruthless strikes.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your compliment." An Yi stood up and glanced at Li Huaiji.

"Xiao Yi, it's none of your business here, go down and protect the emperor!" Li Huaiji waved at An Yi.

"Yes." An Yi replied, jumped up and disappeared in front of everyone.

Wang Lin originally thought that she would sue Xuanyuan Muye for a while!

Seeing An Yi's revealing hand, Wang Lin fell silent.

An Yi's martial arts are too powerful, he can't afford to provoke him.

Want An Yi to apologize?He might as well stay away when he sees An Yi in the future.

"Wang Yizheng, hurry up and give His Royal Highness a safe pulse." Li Huaiji reminded Wang Lin.

Although Xuanyuan Muye's face was rosy and he didn't look like a poisoned person at all, Li Huaiji was afraid!

"Ping'an pulse? No need, I'm in good health." Xuanyuan Muye shook his head and refused.

I don't know when it started, the concubines in the harem of the Xuanyuan Dynasty had the habit of checking the pulse of peace.

Every ten days and half a month, the concubines would call the imperial physicians from the imperial hospital to come into the palace to feel their own pulse, and prescribe some tonics to replenish their bodies.

Xuanyuan Muye has always felt that those who need to replenish their bodies need the Ping An pulse.

Since cultivating immortality, Xuanyuan Muye felt that he was strong enough to kill a tiger.

Xuanyuan Muye really didn't need to mend his body.

"His Royal Highness, you should let Doctor Wang take a look! It's also for the sake of reassuring the Holy Majesty and the old slave. The late emperor... If he hadn't been plotted against by a traitor, the late emperor would not have passed away so early." Li Huaiji Thinking of Emperor Tianjing, he couldn't help but raised his sleeves and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"What? Didn't my grandpa die of illness? Who is so courageous to plot against grandpa?" Xuanyuan Muye grabbed Li Huaiji's hand, his eyes tearing apart.

Xuanyuan Muye always thought that Emperor Tianjing died at the end of his life.

But now, Li Huaiji said that Emperor Tianjing did not die naturally.

Xuanyuan Muye's heart felt like it had fallen into boiling oil, and it hurt so badly.

"Hmph~! This person is far away in the sky, but close in front of us!" Li Huaiji's eyes turned to Concubine Yi who was on the side.

"No, no, I didn't, it wasn't me, I didn't inoculate the poison in the tea." Concubine Yi waved her hands in fright.

Concubine Yi was also stunned, so she could speak incoherently.

Xuanyuan Muye, who was in a rage, was like a ferocious beast that could devour people, releasing a strong murderous aura all over his body.

Concubine Yi was so frightened that her liver and gallbladder were splitting, so much so that she said that she was bald.

Poisoned in tea?
Xuanyuan Muye turned his mind, and immediately remembered the tea leaves and tea sets that Xiao Youzi brought back from Renhua Palace today, as well as the broken porcelain pieces in the tea room that were smashed all over the floor by Concubine Yi.

What happened then?

As soon as this thought flashed through Xuanyuan Muye's mind, the pages of the book used illustrations to show Xuanyuan Muye what happened in the teahouse at that time.

(End of this chapter)