"Shangguan Ranran! I order you to get up immediately!"
Haechi hugged the sleeping person on the bed, shaking him crazily. His evil eyes were covered with fury, overflowing with red threads.
She was as angry as a thread, her face was bloodless, and a black line crossed her forehead between her eyebrows.
He knew what that meant.
"Third brother, take Xiao Ran out of here first." Bai Ze looked around vigilantly, reminding Haechi that this is still a palace.
Haezhi slowly suppressed his evil and ferocious aura, and his bloodthirsty and demonic face was slightly distorted. He raised his eyes and glanced at the group of people around him who had been frightened. After meeting Bai Ze's anxious and concerned eyes, he lowered his head without saying a word.
He raised his head, lifted the fat woman onto his back, and walked out of the room with a sinister look.
Zizun unexpectedly sent someone to notify him to pick him up, just because he had already done something poisonous and wanted to give him a warning! This is his father who will not break his hands to defend the throne!
After receiving the news, General Zhuo and Yifeng quickly rushed to the Xicheng Palace. When they saw the dying man on the bed, the two of them were stunned.
"Xiao, Xiaoran..." Yifeng's fair face seemed even paler, and he ran quickly towards the soft couch. Unexpectedly, he was knocked back by a strong internal force.
General Zhuo hurriedly stepped forward to catch his staggering son, and looked at the man in purple who had been sitting beside the couch. He asked in a deep voice, "Third Prince, how is Xiao Ran?"
Haezhi's face was gloomy and she didn't say a word. She stared closely at the person on the bed. The black line between her forehead became deeper and deeper. And his heart also sank to the bottom.
Bai Ze, who was on the side, replied with a heavy expression, "Xiaoran's poison... has eroded into the body, I'm afraid..."
Yaozao's cold and handsome face was covered with a layer of imperceptible sadness. Seeing her in danger, he was completely unable to help, and an overwhelming feeling of helpless frustration came over him.
"No! Xiaoran will be fine! He's not poisoned, no!" Yifeng broke away from his father and ran towards the person on the bed.
Xie Zhi didn't even turn his head, but just waved his left arm casually. Yifeng seemed to have hit an invisible wall, and was bounced back hard, falling to the ground.
Slowly, Xie Zhi stood up and turned his head, his evil eyes were wild and sinister, "No one can touch her again!"
Yao Tao opened her beautiful eyes slightly, slowly met his gaze, took one last look at the person on the bed, turned her back and walked to the window. Bai Ze looked at the third brother in confusion, seeming to have noticed something, but it was just a guess.
General Zhuo helped Yifeng up and looked at Haezhi thoughtfully. After a long time, he sighed softly and exited the room with a complicated look on his face.
"Third brother, the imperial doctor said that Xiaoran might...not be able to survive tonight..." Bai Ze lowered his eyes and couldn't bear to look at her.
Unexpectedly, a sneer appeared on Haezhi's lips, evil and cruel.
"If anything happens to her, I will make him lose the thing he cares about most!" The decisive tone was extremely cold.
Yaozhu turned around slightly, his face still stern, "We seem to have endured it for too long."
Bai Ze looked at his two brothers and sighed, "He will always be our father."
"Hmph, blindly forbearing will only make this relationship more fragile." Haechi turned his head and looked at the haggard her, "What I lost, I want to get back from him twice as much!" The pity and pain in his eyes were unbearable.
Conscious overflow.
"Are you sure?" Yaozhu said coldly, "I'm afraid our father is not the only enemy."
Bai Ze pondered for a moment, "He... must have started taking action a long time ago."
"A humble gentleman in front of others, a sinister villain behind others!" Yongzhu said disdainfully, "Even if we are not interested in the throne, they will not let us go."
Haechi took her chubby hand, slowly put it against her cheek, and murmured, "You are the only woman I have ever cared about. I will never let go of anyone who hurts you." Her dark and cold eyes burst out.