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Chapter 69 Disagreement

The little emperor walked towards the inner room, and happened to meet the imperial physician coming out, so he stepped forward and asked, "How is the situation?"

The imperial doctor cupped his hands: "The assassin's weapon has been remodeled, and the wound left is like a saw bruise, bleeding continuously. Although medicine has been used inside and outside, it is a woman's body after all, whether it can escape danger is still unclear. Even if it is If you get over it, you won’t be able to get out of bed within two or three months.”

When he said this, a palace maid came out from the inner room with a bucket of things. The little emperor glanced at it, and saw that it was a blood-stained gauze skirt, which had been cut into a tattered piece of cloth by a sharp knife.And the palace servant seemed to be afraid that the thing would hinder the eyes of the emperor, so he saluted hurriedly and was about to leave.

Feeling uncomfortable for a while, the little emperor stopped the palace man: "Is it convenient to go in and see her now?"

There is a difference between men and women, and he still treats each other as his sister-in-law, so he has to be respectful and not enter the door rashly.

The palace man nodded: "I have changed into clean clothes."

The little emperor sighed unconsciously, and stepped into the inner room.

Compared with the outside room, the bloody smell in the inner room is much stronger - the weather is getting colder day by day, Concubine Tong is injured and can't breathe, so the windows in the room are closed tightly.

A weak inhalation sound came from behind the translucent curtain, the little emperor hurried in to find out, but Shen Yanchuan grabbed his arm, lifted the curtain with the other hand, looked around, and then let go of the little emperor. emperor.

When the two walked to the couch, they saw Concubine Tong lying there. Even though she was covered with a quilt, her body was still shivering. Maybe it was pain or cold.

Through a layer of veil, she raised her eyes and saw them, and said softly, "Here we are...?"

"En." The little emperor hung the gauze aside, sat down on the edge of the bed, and cast his eyes on her face.

Her veil was finally removed, she slapped her face, her facial features were regular, if it wasn't for a layer of cold sweat, her face was slightly distorted due to pain, she should look like a very beautiful lady.

The little emperor had mixed feelings in his heart, and seeing her speechless for a moment, she spoke to Shen Yanchuan: "Can you... let me and the emperor... have a private story?"

Shen Yanchuan frowned, looking very uncomfortable to speak, but a pair of phoenix eyes stared straight at him, as if waiting for him to make a decision.

The little emperor was a little surprised, and then looked at Shen Yanchuan.Shen Yanchuan respected his decision, but just to be on the safe side, he stretched his hand under the quilt to check Concubine Tan Tong's pulse, and after confirming that she was too weak to even lift a knife, he stepped aside - he didn't go out of the outer room, because I am worried that she still has helpers; and Concubine Tong no longer has the strength to speak loudly, such a distance is enough to ensure the privacy of the conversation.

The little emperor understood his caution, and turned to look at Concubine Tong: "He's gone, just say what you have to say."

Concubine Tong blinked, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye: "Your Majesty... about the poisonous bee... I'm sorry..."

Tears welled up in her pupils, stained with a hint of sadness.The little emperor stared at her expression, feeling in his heart: "Why do you say these things?"

Self-confession of guilt is equivalent to admitting that Wu Zan has mischievous intentions. If others hear this, the entire Qiulu Garden will not be enough to kill.

"I'm from Wuzan...I have no choice...they are always urging...I...I..." Concubine Tong closed her eyes and gasped, "I can't...target the chief envoy alone Body... is the only thing I can do..."

The little emperor's heart tightened: "I understand, you should take good care of your injuries."

Concubine Tong shook her head, stretched out her hand from under the quilt, and grabbed the corner of his sleeve: "Actually... what I want to say is... please spare the lives of the people around me... They didn't kill you... people……"

The little emperor looked down at the hand whose nails had turned pale: "You...you want to talk to me alone because of this?"

"Yes..." Concubine Tong was dying, "I dare not ask you to forgive... but they... as long as you agree to let them go... I will give you a secret in exchange..."

The little emperor looked at the hand she was trying to clenched, thought for a while, and replied: "Okay, I promise you to spare their lives."

Concubine Tong's frowning eyebrows were slightly relaxed, and her hands were lowered: "If you say that, I'm relieved..."

"Don't say such things..." The little emperor suddenly got a little scared, and held her cold fingers with his backhand, "Heal your wounds, don't do those things again, I guarantee that you will all survive."

"..." Concubine Tong raised her eyes to look at the top of the tent, her eyes were scattered, her body still trembled slightly, "My situation... I know... that secret... I have to say it."

The little emperor was also a little curious about that "secret". Seeing that she insisted on telling it, he said, "Okay, then you can go to sleep after talking about it, and don't worry about other things."

"I vaguely heard just now... the assassin is from Beishuo?"

"Yes."

After she finished speaking, the corners of her lips curled up palely: "That's all I can say... that's all."

"I understand." The little emperor put her hands back under the quilt, tucked the corners of the quilt for her, stood up and said, "You can rest."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Concubine Tong gasped suddenly: "Wait... there is one more thing."

The little emperor had no choice but to sit back: "Okay. Just one sentence."

"After I die...cut off a strand of my hair...and send it back to Wuzan together with the clothes..." Concubine Tong moved her lips, and her voice was lower, like a wandering spirit in the wind, " I am like a person without a husband, Uzan is my home...my home is full of flowers all year round..."

Probably due to lack of breath, her words fell silent at this point, only her lips moved slightly, and finally closed.

"Hello..." The little emperor quickly sniffed her, felt a little bit of faint breath with his fingers, he was a little relieved, called the palace servants and the imperial doctor to stay and take care of Haosheng, and brought Shen Yanchuan back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation .

"I think what she said still makes sense." The little emperor picked the key points, and relayed Concubine Tong's words to Shen Yanchuan, "It's so difficult for us to place someone in Beishuo, so it's the same for Beishuo to arrange people here. It is not enough to send one person to assassinate, and another person is specially arranged to kill and silence, I think it is still the people of the main battle faction who are making trouble, feigning a shot, and finally casually wounding an insignificant Wuzan person as a finishing touch."

Shen Yanchuan examined his expression and said, "Your heart has softened."

"Yes, I admit it."

The little emperor lowered his head before he could reprimand him.It was useless to justify, so he could only add anxiously: "However, I have also notified the Queen Mother to remove the people around Concubine Tong and control it. And now she is in a coma and can't do anything in the short term. Wu Zan is asking He should not act rashly without accurate information. This period of time is just for Hu Qian to find a way to investigate the matter clearly..."

Shen Yanchuan heard half of it, lowered his eyes and said: "Since the emperor has made a decision, then the concubine will stop talking. The concubine will resign."

Hearing his muffled voice, the little emperor raised his head and saw him turn around and leave, he quickly stretched out his hand to keep him: "...Shen Yanchuan!"

However, Shen Yanchuan walked without looking back, with a strong wind on his feet, not an easy look to chase.

The Empress Dowager was assassinated, Concubine Tong was in a coma, the concubine was sullen, and these three major incidents happened in the harem. The little emperor was very upset. In the early court, he beat the courtiers who had been fighting in the past, and later he was really shocked. Can't help but was directly demoted out of the capital by him.

In addition, he also ordered to strengthen the training of the imperial army, and from time to time, he asked the female officials and eunuchs in charge to conduct surprise inspections on the people in the palace, asking them to be completely innocent, not to steal money, not to steal people, not to walk alone, and not to gather together to chat Gambling - this is to prevent the pawns deployed by various forces in the palace from taking advantage of the chaos to do some shady things.

He thought, with so many chess pieces in the palace, it would take time and effort to pull them out one by one, and they would grow like weeds if they were all pulled out, it would be better to simply press them down so that they could not play the role of chess pieces.

"But I don't think... he's not." Concubine Tong slowly turned her gaze to the little emperor, "Beisho...Khan's uncle is in charge...my brother has contacts with them, they...should not kill him recklessly. Entering the Autumn Dew Garden..."

After this rule was maintained for a while, the palace was indeed at peace, and there was news from the north that it was a matter of the exchange. Very eager to bring about this good deed.

When the little emperor received such good news, he was naturally overjoyed, because it meant that the emperor's sister would have a happy and worry-free life in Beishuo, and it was a good opportunity for him to go to Shen Yanchuan to ask for rewards. !

Holding the report carrying the good news, the little emperor ran to the door of the side hall to probe his brain.

Shen Yanchuan was sitting at the table, writing something with a pen, and didn't lift his head when he heard the movement: "Come in if you have something to do."

The little emperor smiled brightly, and jumped up and down behind him, seeing the seriousness and alienation on his side face when he was writing with a pen, he liked it so much that he wanted to go directly to kiss him.

But dare not, because if he asks for rewards casually, maybe his big prize will be discounted——Shen Yanchuan has been depressed these days, and treats everyone with an indifferent look, he has to think about asking for this reward, and can't act rashly , if Shen Yanchuan was irritated, the duck might fly away.

So he grasped the scale, lowered his head and leaned close to Shen Yanchuan's face: "What are you writing?"

"Uzan's text."

Shen Yanchuan wrote one neatly, picked it up and blew it, put it aside, and continued to write the next one.

Only then did the little emperor realize that there were four or five books piled up on his desk, all of which were for teaching Uzan's language and culture.