April in the human world is the perfect time for peonies. The flowers in the imperial garden are in full bloom, with colorful purples and reds. Yao, yellow, Wei, and purple compete with each other in beauty. It is dizzying to see. Among the thousands of flowers, there is a person with no makeup and white clothes. He is obviously no more than 11 or 12 years old. However, his aura was arrogant and awe-inspiring, which showed his majestic style in the future.
Just at this moment, the clouds opened and the wind suddenly blew up. When the young man heard the movement behind him, he turned his head slightly. His hair spread out, revealing a cold face. Even if it wasn't stained with blood, it was full of chills, and the corners of his eyes were slightly exposed. The small blood-red mole has turned into a cold charm, and the flying flowers in the garden are instantly eclipsed.
"Everyone in the world says that peony is the beauty of the country. It must be because they have never seen the emperor's grace." A young voice came calmly in the wind.
The young man looked over calmly. A nine-year-old boy walked from the depths of the path. He was wearing a light blue embroidered robe and a silver sword hanging at his waist. Perhaps because of his martial arts training, he looked much older than his actual age. He looked at him with a smile. At that time, he already had the prototype of a handsome young man. He was obviously young but his manners were more generous than those of an adult. When he met his eyes, he seemed a little shy. He slightly lowered his eyelashes and said, "I'm sorry, Zi Zheng." The little hair on the temples was braided. The silver ornaments hanging on the braid swayed gently as the child bent down to salute, "Zizheng has met the emperor brother."
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Demonic barrier------This was his first thought when he woke up from his dream. Thirteen years ago, it was a demonic barrier, and thirteen years later, it was still a demonic barrier.
Cold white fingertips pressed against his aching forehead. His eyes were dim and difficult to see, and he said that he really had to get rid of this inner trouble!
The light smoke from the bedside incense burner flickered, and in the darkness, a dark figure appeared silently outside the golden curtain decorated with tassels. He knelt down and said respectfully: "I have seen the prince."
"What's the matter?" the young prince said, his voice sober.
The man said: "King Gongsu has taken action."
"Second brother, you really can't bear it anymore..." After swatting away the secret guard, the prince no longer felt sleepy. He stood up and stood in front of the window, looking at the deep palace courtyard. The seemingly peaceful night hid the coming night. Huge waves, for a long time, Fang sighed.
How can the power of emperors tolerate brotherly love? You were the first to be unkind, so don't blame me for taking advantage of you.
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On the night of the third day of February, the palace was brightly lit, and people were panicking because of Tessa Concub!ne's poisoning. All the imperial doctors were summoned to Qianhe Palace. However, the poison administered by Tessa Concub!ne was extremely toxic and rare. The emperor didn't wake up for a long time, and many maids, eunuchs and concubines who came to ask for help were crying together.
Suddenly, a Reed Eunuch's sharp singing broke through the tense atmosphere: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived------"
Before he finished speaking, a white figure in the night had already passed through the many palaces and strode into the Qianhe Palace. His posture was upright and majestic. The prince's eyes with a frosty expression swept over the concubines, and the wind in his eyes brought a chill. He shouted sternly: "Whoever dares to disturb the imperial doctor to treat my father again, don't blame me for being ruthless and kill you all!"
Behind him, two rows of silver-clad iron guards had cold swords and strong blood.
With the words of the Crown Prince, who had been in power for a long time and had always been iron-blooded, everyone in the hall fell silent. Bennett Fu snorted coldly and stepped into the inner hall without moving. The smell of medicine inside was pungent. The emperor lay on the huge dragon bed and fell asleep, dying.
"The prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!" Many of the imperial doctors gathered together saluted with frowns.
"How is your father?" Bennett Fu asked directly.
An older, fit man, Silas Gu, the head of the Taiyuan Hospital, knelt on the ground in fear: "Your Highness, please forgive me for my incompetence!"
Bennett Fu frowned, and there was no murderous intention on his extremely cold face, but it was rather chilling: "Speak clearly."
Silas Gu did not dare to raise his head and replied tremblingly: "The poison the emperor was poisoned is unheard of. If there is no prescription, I am not sure of the antidote. I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."
"You bastards!" Hearing the implication, the Crown Prince suddenly turned gloomy, "In that case, what's the point of keeping you here!?"
"Your Highness, calm down!" All the imperial doctors knelt on the ground in fear.
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