On the hospital bed, a frightening coughing sound could be heard. The trembling doctor withdrew his hand for diagnosing the pulse, and then shook his head at the person behind him: "I'm afraid it's not possible."
Meng Yuan frowned: "How to say?"
The doctor raised his head and glanced at the man with a fierce look on his face, and said hesitantly: "Sir, your friend first suffered an almost fatal injury, and then stayed in the fire scene for too long...
Incompetent, you should hire someone else."
The coldness in Meng Yuan's eyes deepened, but in the end he did not embarrass the doctor, casually stuffed him with a handful of money and sent him out.
Back in the room, the coughing seemed to have slowed down a lot, but it wasn't that the man's injury had improved, but that he had something to say.
"Your Majesty has held a ceremony today? Cough cough cough——!" After the man finished speaking, he couldn't help but cough up blood drops on the ground. If the ministers of the DPRK could recognize this person at a glance,
It is the clan order of Dazong Zhengyuan. In terms of seniority, he is the uncle of the present His Majesty.
Meng Yuan sighed: "Yes."
The man held his chest and coughed a few more times, then forced his sick body to sit up: "Help me up and enter the palace."
Meng Yuan lowered his head and stepped forward to take his hand, looked at him deeply, and said, "My lord, you will die."
The old prince coughed violently, then raised his hand tremblingly and slapped Meng Yuan on the face. His red eyes widened as if he wanted to eat someone.
"Help me into the palace!" the old prince said again.
"Yes." Meng Yuan lowered his head and agreed, then carried the old prince's broken body, went out and got into the carriage, and sped away towards the palace.
On the carriage, the old prince was coughing non-stop, and his half-lidded eyes looked lifeless. Meng Yuan said while driving: "Your grace today will be unforgettable by me. Don't worry,
If the juniors are here for a day, they will not let the prince and his family go out of their way."
"Ahem - you have such a loud voice. Who do you think you are? You are worthy of taking care of my little one!"
The old prince grinned and sneered: "If the descendants of the Luo family fail to live up to their expectations, they deserve to die even if they are bullied. It is not your turn as an outsider to make irresponsible remarks. Ahem -! Remember, I am not helping you today, but
I want to help the Luo court! How can the royal bloodline be confused by others?"
"Yes." Meng Yuan lowered his head and accepted the instruction.
The old prince glanced at him and said coldly: "You are not a good guy. You have delayed opening such a big matter until now..."
Meng Yuan lowered his head and said: "This junior is also helpless. There are too many things involved in the past. If His Majesty had not insisted on going his own way today, this junior would not want to bring up this old matter again. What's wrong with making mistakes?"
"Nonsense!" the old prince scolded angrily, and then he coughed violently, his expression gradually weakened. He leaned against the carriage, his eyes a little tired: "Don't fool me with such nonsense, you, the commander, and the princess, you guys
They're exactly the same...it's just that she's a little bolder."
In this regard, Meng Yuan said nothing, and the old prince asked again: "Prince, is he okay?"
Meng Yuan was silent for a moment and said: "The Xuantian Sect in the North has great prestige. No one in the world dares to disobey an order. Your Highness is the leader of the religion there. The mountain is high and the emperor is far away, so you can be considered free and at ease."
"
The old prince sneered: "Humph, the dignified royal prince would rather give up his identity to become a leader of some kind. It's really... nonsense, cough cough cough!"
Meng Yuan responded with silence. After a long time, the old prince suddenly said quietly: "If that decree had not fallen to Jiangnan back then, perhaps what happened today would not have happened... None of it is a worry.
,well."
With a long sigh, the old prince stopped talking. Meng Yuan was startled, and hurriedly turned around and stretched out his hand to detect the other person's breath, but was slapped aside by the old prince.
So Meng Yuan continued to drive in silence. When he saw the top of the imperial city wall, the old prince in the carriage slowly opened his eyes.
At this moment, a group of people in front of the imperial city were still arguing. Meng Yuan roared over in a carriage, shocking everyone for a moment.
"Mr. Meng?!" All the ministers who didn't know what was going on were shocked. Although Meng Yuan had never announced his death, the disappearance of Jin Yiwei was basically equivalent to death.
Many people thought that Meng Yuan had died a long time ago. His sudden appearance this time was at this critical time, so everyone could not help but have different thoughts.
And his appearance also made two people relax. One was Mr. Wei Ge. With the rules of the court, he, the cabinet minister, would naturally not be able to do anything extraordinary. Therefore, this kind of thing is extremely passive and urgently requires one person.
to break the deadlock.
The other one was Lu Shangshu. According to the plan today, they should have entered the palace by now, but Meng Yuan was not here and the palace door was open. His heart suddenly sank again and again.
Fortunately, at the last moment, Meng Yuan finally appeared, but what shocked everyone even more was what happened later. Meng Yuan helped the old prince down from the carriage behind him.
Elder Wei Ge said with emotion: "The old prince is alive and well?! What a blessing!"
The old prince looked at the tearful ministers and cursed: "Ahem - why are you crying? I'm still alive and well! Get away!"
Everyone quickly made a way, and the old prince, supported by Meng Yuan and surrounded by ministers, came to the palace gate. The small yellow gate in front of him was so frightened that his legs went weak.
"Open the door, I want to see Your Majesty." Although the old prince was seriously injured, his voice was a little weak, but he had an extraordinarily powerful momentum that made people dare not resist.
Xiaohuangmen was trembling and did not dare to reply. The imperial troops on the city tower were also in great difficulties. On the one hand, His Majesty had an edict, and on the other hand, the old prince's status was unusual due to his clan status, so the weight of what he said was too heavy.
Seeing the hesitation of the imperial guards on the tower, the old prince grabbed Meng Yuan's arm, coughed a few times, and then a sharp light flashed in his eyes: "You can't open it, right? Break it open, I!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned, but when they thought of the old prince's temper, it was reasonable.
Meng Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the palace door in front of him, and raised his hand to signal the Jinyi guards to come forward. Now it was the Imperial Army's turn to be confused. They never thought that the other party would really have the courage to break in, even with the words of the old prince.
"No! No!" This time, it was Mr. Wei Ge who came to stop him. He dragged his old arms to block the Jin Yiwei, and persuaded him earnestly: "How can you use weapons in the land of your Majesty's Dragon King? Mr. Meng, Mr.
Your Majesty, think twice!”
With that said, Mr. Wei Ge turned around and shouted to the imperial guards on the tower: "Listen up! The old prince is here today, and all the officials and ministers are here. No matter what, we must see your majesty. If you continue to stop us,
, we will crash and die here immediately!"
Mr. Wei Ge's words were not meant to scare people. The opportunity to leave a name in history was right in front of him. Immediately, several censors banged their heads on the city gate.
At this time, the Imperial Guards were completely stunned. They had no doubt that if they really killed someone today, even if they were acting under orders, people's words are terrible, and they may not be able to end up well in the future when the scores are settled.
When a group of forbidden soldiers hesitated, a few more elders crashed directly in front of the city gate, and now they were really roasted on the fire.
Just when a group of people were in trouble, the savior finally appeared.
"Open the door!"
A weak voice came, and everyone followed the sound and moved forward. It was Commander Wen, but what was shocking was that the Commander was covered in blood and even had an arm broken.
He came to the city tower holding his broken arm, kicked over the imperial guards guarding the city, and said angrily: "Someone is plotting to assassinate Your Majesty! Open the door quickly and save him!"