"Qinghe, don't you understand? Even if Xue Xing and Xue Beng really get the evidence in front of me, I will not destroy you. Instead, I will block all information."
Deep in the Tiandou Palace, in the chamber, Emperor Xueye looked at Xue Qinghe, whose expression changed, and the helplessness in his eyes became even more bitter.
Now that he has made it clear to Xue Qinghe, although he has expressed his feelings, it is really uncomfortable for Emperor Xue Ye, and such matters must be discussed.
"Father, son and minister, son and minister, please forgive me, father."
Xue Qinghe was very embarrassed to see the angry Emperor Xue Ye, but deep down in his heart he did not regret leading troops into the palace this time.
Although Emperor Xue Ye scolded him for being nosy when he led troops into the palace this time, Xue Qinghe didn't really feel that he was nosy. If he hadn't taken the initiative to lead the troops this time, the father would probably be honest.
The emperor would not confide in his heart, let alone take the advantage now.
"That's all, there was a lot of misunderstanding about what happened this time. If Xue Xing and Xue Beng really do something that exceeds the rules later, I will give them a warning."
When Emperor Xue Ye heard what Xue Qinghe said, although he was secretly annoyed that his son had gone too far, he didn't have many good solutions.
Before this, he was optimistic about Xue Qinghe, and he didn't pay much attention to even the palace guards joining the prince many times in order to hand over power, but he didn't expect that he would finally stumble on this matter.
Now that the prince controls the palace, even though Emperor Xueye is uncomfortable with many things, he can only make peace with them and wait until he has dealt with the eldest son for the time being.
Xue Qinghe naturally noticed that his father was not in the right mood, and there was nothing he could do about it. He chose to show off his cards and control the palace tonight, so he had the idea of falling out with his father. It was a good thing that they could just have a quarrel between father and son.
But just when Xue Qinghe was about to show his filial piety again, he suddenly noticed that Emperor Xue Ye looked wrong. "Father, my son is not...Father, Father..."
"Ahem, puff..."
Emperor Xueye suddenly vomited out black blood, stared at his eldest son with a pair of sick eyes, and said angrily: "Qinghe, you..."
"Father, father, what's wrong with you, don't scare me..."
Seeing Emperor Xue Ye like this, Xue Qinghe was really panicked and hurriedly went over to help his father. He was not a fool either. His father had obviously been tricked by a secret trick. Fortunately, he died when he controlled the palace.
Something happened and he was obviously framed.
Although Xue Qinghe wanted to control the palace and initiate palace changes, the most he wanted was to make his father the supreme emperor, and he really had no intention of letting him die.
Although he could successfully become the emperor even if Emperor Xue Ye died, such an abrupt succession could easily cause chaos within the empire. Xue Qinghe really wouldn't want to do this. Nowadays, the power of Wuhun Palace is growing day by day.
Emperor Xueye seeks stability, and so does his prince.
"Not you?"
Emperor Xue Ye looked at Xue Qinghe in front of him, who was supporting him and constantly transferring soul power and trying to treat him. He was also a little confused. Now that his life was in danger, he really had no ability to judge whether his attack was related to Xue Qinghe.
"Father, I really never thought about harming your life."
Xue Qinghe responded to Emperor Xue Ye with a trembling voice, and then quickly called the men outside to come in, "Mr. Yi, let Mr. Yi come in."
"Your Highness."
Not long after, an old man came to the palace cautiously, and looked slightly startled when he saw Emperor Xue Ye.
"Mr. Yi, please check on my father's situation."
Xue Qinghe couldn't find a medical officer for the time being. Fortunately, this time he brought a lot of hidden offerings in order to control the palace. The man in front of him was one of the strongest people he relied on the most, and he was especially good at making poisons.
"Your Highness, I am good at medicine, not... well, I can only do my best in my humble position..."
Mr. Yi looked at Emperor Xue Ye, who was almost unconscious, and subconsciously declined at first. However, seeing the look in Xue Qinghe's eyes was really scary, he finally apologized and stepped forward to check his pulse.
After a moment, a strange color flashed across Mr. Yi's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, Your Majesty is not seriously ill, but poisoned, and part of it is..."
Mr. Yi lowered his voice and whispered a few words into Xue Qinghe's ear, to the effect that Emperor Xue Ye had been poisoned, part of which was even the medicine he prepared.
This result surprised Xue Qinghe. Mr. Yi mentioned that some of the medicines in Emperor Xue Ye's body were naturally his masterpiece. At first, he was afraid that he poisoned his second and third brothers, so he kept a back-up plan. But all he did was
Chronic poison, he does not use medicine to induce it and will not have an attack, it is only used as a final trump card.
He did not expect that besides himself, the crown prince, there would be someone secretly drugging Emperor Xue Ye. According to Mr. Yi, several poisons were now mixed together, and Emperor Xue Ye's situation was extremely bad.
"Sir, please do whatever it takes to save my father's life, at least to survive this year."
Xue Qinghe's expression changed in confusion, and he finally bowed to Mr. Yi and made a request. The only 'medical officer' he could trust tonight was the gentleman in front of him who had dispensed medicine for him many times. There was really not much he could do.
"Don't worry, your highness. It's just this year, I'm still a little sure."
Mr. Yi looked a little strange, but he still agreed to Xue Qinghe, and then just when he was about to rescue Emperor Xue Ye, there was another noise outside the palace.
"Your Highness, someone has come to see Your Majesty."
A call from a confidant came from outside the palace. Xue Qinghe glanced at Mr. Yi and hurried out to take charge of the overall situation.
After Xue Qinghe left, Mr. Yi looked at the completely unconscious Emperor Xue Ye with a very complicated expression, "Your Majesty, I met you once during the Haotian Sect's visit, but I didn't expect that the second time would be like this. Everything was different.
As expected by His Royal Highness the Holy Son, it matches the royal family..."
At this moment, outside the palace, dozens of figures escorted two nobles in rich clothes. A young man in rich clothes turned a blind eye to the heavily guarded guards in front of him, and hurriedly prepared to enter.
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Another nobleman in rich clothes was an old man. Upon seeing this, he quickly stopped the reckless young man. He looked around in surprise and found that the guards tonight were a bit unfamiliar.
"Excuse me, everyone, the Fourth Prince and I would like to meet with Your Majesty."
This old man in colorful clothes was naturally Prince Xue Xing. After scolding Xue Beng, he turned his attention to the many guards in front of him. Although some of them were strange faces, he didn't think too much. He took out a gold medal and showed it to everyone in front of him.
Let people go.
The gold medal in his hand is engraved with two characters, "Personal presence", which symbolizes that the holder is as if Emperor Xue Ye is personally present, which represents Emperor Xue Ye's trust in him.
Although Prince Xue Xing's military power was withdrawn due to some conflicts with Prince Xue Qinghe, this does not mean that Prince Xue Xing has lost power. In fact, Emperor Xue Ye still relies heavily on his younger brother, but he values the crown prince more.
I don't want the two to compete.
"Your Majesty has already rested. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has ordered that no one can enter the palace to disturb you. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed without mercy."
Prince Xue Xing was about to take Xue Beng into the palace when he suddenly heard these remarks. He was shocked and at the same time looked at the people in front of him again. His face changed slightly, and he calmly pulled Xue Beng back to the escort he had brought.
During worship.
"Second uncle, why..."
Xue Beng was a little confused by Prince Xue Xing's sudden move, but after all, he had been secretly trained by Emperor Xue Ye for many years, and his reckless behavior just now was just a habit of being such a playboy. He was also aware of Prince Xue Xing's abnormal behavior, and then looked at what was before him.
The guard was shocked in his heart.
"Since His Majesty is resting, we will not disturb you tonight."
Prince Xue Xing and Xue Beng looked at each other for a moment and nodded. After saying something casually, they turned around and prepared to leave. However, at this time, Xue Qinghe and others had already come out.
"Second uncle, fourth brother, why are you here so late at night?"
A leisurely and pleasant male voice sounded. However, when Prince Xue Xing and Xue Beng heard this familiar tone, they could not help but stiffen and looked at each other silently, their eyes filled with surprise.
"See His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
The soldiers all around fell to their knees, and Xue Beng and Xue Xing reluctantly turned around at this time. When they saw Xue Qinghe, their expressions changed drastically.
Xue Qinghe was wearing armor when he came out. This outfit was completely different from usual, and coupled with the words of the guards when they stopped him, Xue Xing and Xue Beng lost the last bit of luck and knew in their hearts that tonight was the worst possible situation.
.
Xue Qinghe walked slowly towards their direction. He was still so handsome, and his mouth was still full of smiles as usual. However, looking at this familiar His Highness, both Prince Xue Xing and Xue Beng felt hairy all over their bodies.
cold.
"Brother, tonight is fine."
Xue Beng looked at Xue Qinghe who was walking in front of him and tried to put on a smile.
Xue Qinghe walked to a place four or five meters away from Xue Beng and Xue Xing and stopped, sighing and saying: "Fourth brother, to be honest, I haven't been doing well recently. My father is seriously ill, the seven major sects exist in name only, and the Wuhun Palace
It's getting stronger day by day, and I'm under a lot of pressure.
But leaving aside these external troubles, there are people within the royal family who are specifically looking for trouble for my brother, which makes me really sad.
Fourth brother, why did you think of coming to visit my father? Why didn't you tell me directly? You have to fulfill your filial piety at the knees of my father. My eldest brother is very pleased. And second uncle, I happened to come to you to discuss something.
Come with Xue Beng and save me from trouble."
Prince Xue Xing's face changed, and he said calmly: "Your Highness, Prince Bu Lao, I suddenly thought that there are some debris in the house, and this matter is related to Xue Beng, so I thought of taking Xue Beng back first and bringing him over later.
Let’s go.”
Xue Beng nodded quickly and said: "Ah, yes, yes, brother, I still have some things left at the Prince's Mansion. Let my uncle and I go back and pack them up before we come back."
Xue Qinghe's eyes flickered slightly, and he made a gesture with his hands behind his back. The many guards dispersed as if nothing had happened. He continued to smile and said: "Second uncle, fourth brother, you finally entered the palace once, so let us have a good talk.