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Chapter 401 Who Means Who?

Yan Zhaoqing was startled again when he heard Mingruo's words. He and the Nine Emperors Sister had almost never spoken except to meet and greet each other. In his impression, she was timid and cowardly, and never meddle in other people's affairs.

However, Yan Zhaoqing also came to his senses - I don't know how to cure this poison, but it is more important to pull out the poison arrow first, otherwise, wouldn't the poison become deeper and deeper?

"Hurry up and get the arrows for me." The eighth prince patted the table.

The two imperial doctors finally stopped arguing and started to hold the arrow for the eighth prince.

These two imperial doctors, I heard that the imperial doctor really didn't have enough brains to make such a stupid mistake. But the other imperial doctor Zhao was a confidant of the emperor, and his medical skills and brains were not up to par. How could he get into the eyes of 'Emperor Wen'? Before,

Pulling another person along to grind and whine is purely a deliberate waste of time.

The eighth prince is now the most disliked son of the emperor. Not only is he the legitimate son, but he is also a good man in both civil and military affairs. His maternal grandfather is the first assistant, and his disciples are all over the world. The eighth prince was established as the crown prince, and he is quite popular among the people. However, the emperor has not yet

Ken established the crown prince.

Imperial Physician Zhao thought in his mind that the emperor should be dissatisfied with all the current princes. Because, over the years, the emperor has been asking him to take good care of his body and he attaches great importance to his children.

He also worked hard to replenish the emperor's kidney energy, and the emperor was diligent. But I don't know what happened. Ever since Concubine Su gave birth to the ninth princess, there has been no good news from the harem...

The Eighth Prince's arrow wound was not too troublesome for the imperial physician, and the location of the arrow was not critical. Imperial Physician Wen quickly dug out the arrowhead, and Imperial Physician Zhao stepped forward to clean the wound.

"I suggest debriding the area around the arrowhead." The more Mingruo looked at it, the more he felt that these two imperial doctors were just trying to make up for it. If the necrotic flesh was not cleaned, would it remain infected and suppurating?

The Eighth Prince grew up in the palace, so he naturally noticed something fishy: "You guys, please step back."

"This... your wound is still bleeding." Doctor Zhao wanted to persist a little longer.

"Get out of here!" the Eighth Prince shouted sharply.

The two imperial doctors held the medicine boxes and crawled out of the tent. The eighth prince called his attendants to treat his wounds.

As a guard, it is inevitable to get injured. Most of the ordinary injuries are treated by yourself. Although the techniques are not as skillful and meticulous as those of imperial doctors, they are definitely practical.

After the eighth prince's wound was treated, the attendant helped him put on his robe and took another Qingling Pill. The eighth prince felt that the wound was no longer so painful, and he relaxed.

"Thank you so much to Brother Five Emperors for the gift of medicine today." The Eighth Prince stood up and saluted, and then said, "Thank you also to Prince Yun, Sister Nine Emperors, and Brother Two Emperors for coming to see me."

"You should have a good rest first. Taking good care of yourself is the most important thing." The second prince was the oldest one present and comforted the eighth prince with a few words.

"good."

"We have already figured out the assassin's matter, and I will give an explanation to the Eighth Emperor Brother later." Yan Zhaobai saw that Yan Zhaoqing's life was not in danger, so he left with everyone.

Several people left the Eighth Prince's camp, just in time to catch up with the 'Wen Emperor' bringing the other princes back to the camp. The group of people brought back a lot of prey.

Yan Zhaobai and Si Haochen looked at each other and reached a consensus through eye contact. Yan Zhaobai first sent Chang Shan to invite his grandfather, and then waited respectfully in front of the imperial tent.

Because he had received some news before, 'Emperor Wen' was in a good mood at this time. When he came to the imperial tent, he saw that Si Haochen and others had no unnecessary expressions. Just when he was about to say a few words, his eyes touched the unconscious assassin.

His eyes narrowed.

"Who is this?" 'Emperor Wen' is not worried about what the assassin will say. These are dead soldiers, and they will kill themselves if they are caught. Even if they are unconscious now, they will kill themselves as soon as they wake up.

"Reporting to my father, this assassin was hiding in the mountains with the intention of assassinating my son. Fortunately, the fifth emperor brother and Prince Yun came to rescue him." Yan Zhaokai continued, "This person also used arrows with the mark of Haiwei Army in order to frame him.

.”

‘Emperor Wen’’s face darkened: “Have you interrogated the assassin?”

"Not yet, my dear son..."

‘Emperor Wen’ interrupted Yan Zhaokai: “Why do you say it was a frame-up before the trial?”

"I thought that the assassin would not be stupid enough to reveal such a big flaw." Yan Zhaokai worked hard to repay Yan Zhaobai for saving his life.

"What if he is just taking advantage of your idea to spread suspicion?" 'Emperor Wen' snorted coldly.

"I sincerely request the emperor to interrogate the assassin immediately and clear our Haiwei army's innocence!" General Zhen arrived just in time.

A flash of ridicule flashed in the eyes of 'Emperor Wen': "Okay, I will interrogate you personally."

'Emperor Wen' strode into the imperial tent and sat down on the dragon chair in the middle. He gave Si Haochen a seat as a courtesy. When the Eighth Prince heard that 'Emperor Wen' was interrogating the assassin, he also came with injuries.

Everyone who should be there arrived, and Si Haochen asked Xun Yi to feed the assassin the antidote. Also fed with him was the truth-telling potion refined by Ming Ruo.

The assassin woke up and shook his head, as if he didn't understand why he was here.

'Emperor Wen' was not in a hurry to ask questions. He only waited for him to wake up completely and kill himself quickly. But after waiting for a cup of tea, the assassin did not move at all.

Emperor Wen felt something was wrong and seemed to need to be reminded: "Why are you hiding in the mountains?"

"Shoot the prince." The assassin's tone was a little slow, but his words were clear. "The eighth prince used poison arrows, and the other princes used ordinary arrows. Master Long said..."

"Pfft..." A dart shot into the assassin's eyebrow.

"There is an assassin!" Si Haochen reacted so quickly that he had already hit the person who shot the dart with a broken piece of silver.

The 'Master Long' who was hiding on the top of the tent was knocked down by broken silver. Yan Zhaobai shouted: "Protect him!"

The imperial guards rushed in, stabbing everyone with their swords and swords.

The veins on Emperor Wen's forehead twitched again and again. This Long Yuan was also stupid. If he didn't take action, it could be said that he was biting. Once he did, it was simply a self-inflicted attack.

All the people involved in the case were dead, so how could there be a trial? The assassin failed to clear up the trial, and instead implicated the leader of the Animated Guard, which made things even more confusing.

'Emperor Wen' looked at the two corpses on the ground, his mind buzzing: "Everyone, please step aside."

The imperial guards dragged the body down, and everyone followed and left.

General Zhen is quick on his feet and doesn't care who lives or dies as long as he cleans out Haiwei's army.

The eighth prince seemed to have been knocked unconscious, and the assassin identified Long Yuan. Long Yuan was his father's confidant. So, was it Long Yuan's own intention to kill him with a poisonous arrow, or was it because... Yan Zhaoqing did not dare

I can't even think about it.

Si Haochen and Yan Zhaobai were quite satisfied with this result. Being able to take this opportunity to deal with Long Yuan saved them a lot of trouble. At least in a short period of time, the Ananyin Guard would be in some confusion. Regarding the actions of the cheap father-in-law, it was a big deal.

Helpful.


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