After my rebirth, I married my ex-husband and his uncle

Chapter 386 Maybe This Is His True Face

Zhao Shiyan led Li Zhou away, and after a while, Li Pan also came back with someone.

Li Pan entrusted the on-site treatment to Qin Fenghua, and left behind a small group of people, so he took the rest of the forbidden army to find Emperor Yongjia.

At this time, the sky was already dawning, and the first ray of dawn, which had been brewing for a long time, was about to break through the clouds and come out.

Qin Fenghua fed pills to the unconscious people one by one, and then asked people to carry them back to their respective tents to rest.

Some people with good physical fitness woke up after a while after feeding Qin Fenghua's elixir, and they didn't know what happened.

In order to maintain stability, Qin Fenghua did not tell them the truth for the time being, but just found an excuse to muddle through.

Everything in the original situation was stable, but until the moment Queen Cheng woke up, the stable situation was broken.

The first thing Empress Cheng did after waking up was to look for the Ninth Prince. The maid beside her froze for a moment, quickly comforted her, and then sent someone out of the Ninth Prince's big tent to find someone.

After a while, the people who had gone out came back with ashen faces, and stood in front of the queen tremblingly, not daring to speak for a long time.

Empress Cheng saw that the little palace lady didn't speak for a long time, and she was angry: "Are you dumb? How is the Ninth Prince? Tell me!"

The little maid knelt down with a "boom", stumbling and said: "Return...Return to the empress, the Ninth Prince, the Ninth Prince..."

Empress Cheng felt that something was wrong, so she sat up quickly and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with the Ninth Prince? Tell me quickly!"

"Ninth Prince, he...he's gone!" The little maid suddenly fell to the ground, crying.

"What? Gone? What do you mean?! Tell me clearly!" Empress Cheng snapped.

"His Highness the Ninth Prince has gone...to go." The little palace maid kept repeating this sentence as she lay on the ground crying.

Empress Cheng suddenly felt dizzy and almost couldn't sit still and passed out.

"Your Majesty!" The maid next to her sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly supported Queen Cheng.

Empress Cheng held the hand of Su Yi, the close-fitting court lady, and said angrily, "Su Yi, take me there, if I don't believe it, I want to see it myself!"

Su Yi nodded with tears in her eyes, and said: "Okay, empress, this servant will take you there."

So Empress Cheng and her party left the empress' tent and walked towards the tent of the Ninth Prince.

In front of the Ninth Prince's camp, the guards at the gate saw the Queen coming in person, and hurriedly knelt down to salute.

Empress Cheng didn't even look at the two guards, she hurriedly opened the curtain and went in.

And what greeted her was the already cold body of the Ninth Prince lying alone on the bed.

Empress Cheng staggered closer to the Ninth Prince, as if she had visited a sick child countless times in the past, and reached out to touch the Ninth Prince's forehead, but this time it was different, the Ninth Prince's forehead had no temperature, and it was frighteningly cold.

That's the temperature of a dead man.

Empress Cheng gently sat down beside the Ninth Prince's couch, and wanted to call her child tenderly from the past: "Prince, the queen mother has come to see you, are you feeling better? Can you get up and talk to the queen mother?"

The tent was so quiet that a needle could be heard, and no one responded to Queen Cheng's words.

"Emperor, can you wake up? Open your eyes and look at the queen mother, please? My son, my son, wake up and look at the mother queen, please, please be the queen mother, please, I beg you to open your eyes and see the Queen Mother, is it okay, is it okay..." Empress Cheng stroked the cold face of the Ninth Prince over and over again, pleading over and over again.

The people standing on the side all looked sad, and couldn't bear to see the scene of the white-haired man giving the black-haired man away.

At this moment, Empress Cheng is no longer the noble empress of the empire, she is just an ordinary mother, a mother who expects her child to live.

However, the mother's long begging did not cause the Ninth Prince to open his eyes. Even though everyone didn't want to believe it anymore, they had to face a cruel reality - the Ninth Prince was dead, forever dead, and could not survive.

When Qin Fenghua received the news, he opened the curtain and came in to see Empress Cheng who was about to cry to death. Qin Fenghua was silent at the door for a while, but finally did not go in.

"Miss Qin, won't you go in?" a forbidden soldier asked her suspiciously.

Qin Fenghua shook his head and said, "I won't go in."

This is the pain of a mother who lost her son, and she can only comfort her with a poor word of condolence when she goes in at this moment.

Qin Fenghua turned his head and told the imperial guards: "If Empress Cheng asks later, you can come to me again. There are still people over there who need help, so I'll go there first."

Hearing the heartbroken cries inside, the imperial guard also understood Qin Fenghua's intentions, so he nodded and agreed.

Over there, Empress Cheng was crying heartbroken, but here, Zhao Shiyan brought Li Zhou back to his camp.

As soon as the curtain was lowered, Zhao Shiyan let go, turned around, folded his arms around his chest and looked at Li Zhou with interest, and said, "Eating ants? Li Zhou, you are really willing to let go."

As soon as Zhao Shiyan's words fell to the ground, Li Zhou in front of him suddenly changed his expression. The silly expression on his face was replaced by a bohemian and casual expression, which was like changing faces in Peking opera, switching freely.

Li Zhou lowered his head and untied the rope in his hand, then threw the rope casually on the ground, strode to the reclining chair in the tent, sat down comfortably, and then lazily opened his eyelids to see Glancing at Zhao Shiyan who was standing there, he said, "How can you fool Li Pan and your shrewd apprentice if you're not serious?"

Zhao Shiyan thought for a while, yes, Li Pan will not talk about it, his apprentice Qin Fenghua is really not easy to deceive.

He gave Li Zhou a thumbs up, praised and said sarcastically: "You are serious about pretending to be crazy, you are really good at it, even eat ants, and you are not afraid of poisoning you to death."

Li Zhou put his hands on the back of his head, and said in a relaxed tone, "I have lived in the East China Sea for so many years, how can I not have this common sense? I am sure that ant is not poisonous, so I ate it."

"Young man, it's better not to be overconfident. The big summer is so big, and the ants in different regions are also different. Maybe the non-poisonous ants in the East China Sea will mutate into poisonous ants here?" Zhao Shiyan said, walking towards Li Zhou raised his wrist and felt his pulse worriedly.

Li Zhou calmly continued his pulse: "How is it? What happened?"

"It's your fate," Zhao Shiyan swung Li Zhou's wrist away, "The ant is indeed not poisonous."

Li Zhou withdrew his arm and continued to rest on the back of his head, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was about to fall asleep at any time.

"It's been so many years, and this is the first time I've seen you look so relaxed." When Zhao Shiyan met Li Zhou for the first time, he was just a boy in his early ten years in Donghai.

A prince who was detested and exiled by the emperor, although he was named the king of the East China Sea, was just a prince in name only. The siblings lived in the almost deserted palace and struggled to survive.

Zhao Shiyan still remembers the shock he saw in Li Zhou's eyes when he saw him for the first time. Those were the eyes of a lone wolf, rebellious, vicious, aloof, and the deep hatred and tearing pain deep in the eyes.

Many people say that when a person hates for a long time, at the moment when the real revenge is successful, he will not be as happy as imagined, but will have an infinite sense of loss.

But in Zhao Shiyan's view, Li Zhou obviously did not belong to that type of person. He was really happy that his wish was fulfilled. Zhao Shiyan could feel that it was a kind of happiness from the heart that his wish had been fulfilled.

Maybe this leisurely and lazy person is what he was like now, Zhao Shiyan thought.

(End of this chapter)