The Favored Medical Princess

"You... you pervert..."

The emperor gritted his teeth and stared at Han Lingfu viciously, and grabbed the other's wrist even harder with his right hand, as if wanting to vent the monstrous hatred in his heart, his face twisted like a ghost, "Come here, take... um!"

Han Lingfu turned pale with shock, covered the emperor's mouth and nose with his left hand without thinking, and said incoherently: "Father, you misunderstood, my son didn't... my son didn't..."

He didn't mean to kill the royal father!

"Inverse... um..."

How could the emperor listen to this at this time? He struggled desperately, his bloodshot eyes bulging out, full of anger.

Han Lingfu had no doubt that as long as he let go, his father would kill him!

Han Lingfu's mind was in chaos.

What should he do? !

Either you die or I die, he seems to have only one way to go...

Han Lingfu's eyes gradually turned red, and their eye sockets were moist...

The emperor seemed to feel something, he struggled harder, and the strength of Han Lingfu's subordinates was also stronger, using the strength of his body to suppress the emperor so that he couldn't move...

"Father..." Why don't you listen to Erchen's explanation!

Han Lingfu looked at the emperor sadly and helplessly, feeling like he was standing on a single-plank bridge over an abyss, with the whistling cold wind blowing towards him, and there seemed to be an invisible force behind him pushing him forward step by step Walk……

Behind him are countless evil spirits stretching out their wrists from the underworld, trying to drag him down. Only by walking forward can he find a chance of survival.

No one can know about this matter, he can't be stained with any stains, and he still wants to ascend to the supreme position!

Once this matter is exposed, he is the traitor who murdered the emperor, he will no longer have the original glory, and his life will no longer be possible!

Do not!Do not!Do not!

Han Lingfu's eyes became more and more dazed and crazy, he didn't accept his fate, he wouldn't accept his fate!

No matter how many obstacles fate created in front of him, he would not accept fate!

Han Lingfu subconsciously tightened his arms, pushing harder and harder...

Unknowingly, the emperor's eyes gradually lost sight, and the struggle became smaller and smaller, leaving only his feet twitching slightly.

Death is getting closer and closer to him...

Did he really want to die here, at the hands of his own son? !

how come? !

He is the son of heaven, he was ordered by heaven, how could he just die like this!

The emperor, unable to breathe, writhed like a fish thrown ashore until the last moment of suffocation...

Thick darkness enveloped him...

The emperor widened his eyes unwillingly, and finally remained motionless like a dead fish.

But Han Lingfu still tightly clutched the emperor's mouth and nose for a long, long time...

He seemed to have suddenly realized something, and jumped up suddenly, and the emperor's palm that was holding his right wrist slipped down.

In the room, there was a dead silence, only the candle flames in the octagonal palace lantern danced.

Han Lingfu stared blankly at the emperor on the dragon couch. The emperor's eyes were almost wide open, his pupils were dim, and his face was pale, bloodless white, white symbolizing death...

Han Lingfu felt chills in his heart, and couldn't help calling softly: "Father Emperor..."

The emperor did not respond, and remained motionless.

Han Lingfu's eyes widened and he gasped violently.

"Huh...huh..."

After a while, he calmed down a little. He slowly bent down, and then slowly stretched out his left hand, trembling like chaff, and placed it under the emperor's nose...

Han Lingfu's complexion turned pale in an instant, like an emperor on a dragon couch. The father and son stared at each other, one alive and the other dead.

He was sure the emperor was out of breath!

The emperor is dead!

Han Lingfu looked at his hands and the small porcelain pot in his right hand in disbelief.

He personally killed his father!

This is the crime of patricide and regicide, an unforgivable crime!

"Huh...huh..."

Thinking of this, Han Lingfu gasped again, staggered back two steps, his eyes fell on the emperor's body, and he murmured, "Father, I don't want to..."

Yes, he didn't want to either!

If the royal father is willing to listen to him, if the royal father is willing to take a step back, then how could things have developed to this point...

He is forced, he is helpless!

Han Lingfu was flustered and at a loss for a while, his chaotic mind couldn't think at all, his own heartbeat and panting echoed in his ears.

But in an instant, he was already sweating profusely, and his middle clothes were soaked through, as if they had been scooped out of the water.

There was a voice in his heart saying that he had to calm down, he couldn't sit still...he had to try to make trouble happen!

There was a thick haze in his eyes, which became darker and darker, and suddenly he thought of something, and there was a look in his eyes again, strange and cruel.

If that's the case...you can kill two birds with one stone!

People who don't do it for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth.

Some things are predestined by God, and no wonder he.

In the room, the breathing gradually calmed down, footsteps sounded, and then fell into dead silence again, silently, only the candle flames danced continuously...

After a while, there was another sound of footsteps, this time from outside the house, followed by the sound of a servant saluting.

The person who came responded and continued to walk inside.

When the door curtain was lifted from the outside, an old woman wearing a black auspicious wishful dark-patterned beanie walked in unhurriedly, her sharp eyes looked around for a week, and then she fell on the dragon couch. Closed on the emperor's body.

The person who came was Yong Yang.

Yong Yang frowned slightly, there was no one around the emperor to serve him, but in recent years, the emperor's temper has become worse and worse, and his suspicions have become more and more serious...

"Your Majesty." Yong Yang called out softly, his steps slowed down, he was not sure if the Emperor was asleep or just taking a nap.

The emperor on the dragon couch didn't move at all, and seemed to be asleep.

"Your Majesty..." Yong Yang called out again, walking closer, the sleeping emperor was less than two zhang away from her.

The emperor closed his eyes tightly and did not move.

Is the emperor asleep? !

Yong Yang hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he should quit or not.But there was another voice in my heart saying that there seemed to be something wrong...

After the crown prince canonization ceremony, the emperor came to the princess mansion to ask her to assist the government to protect Dayu, and she agreed...for Dayu, and for the prince.These days, in order to rebuild the military system, she entered the palace at this time every day to discuss with the emperor.

The emperor knew she was coming, so why did he fall asleep? !

And slept so peacefully.

This doesn't look like an emperor!

Yong Yang's brows were furrowed even tighter, looking at the emperor's peaceful sleeping face, his heart skipped a beat.

The emperor's face was too pale, so pale that there was no blood, no life, he looked like a puppet that had lost its soul...

Yong Yang has fought in the battlefield for many years, and she has seen tens of thousands of dead... She stared at the emperor's motionless nose, and a certain possibility emerged in her mind.

Could it be that……

Yong Yang's pupils shrank sharply.

For most of her life, she has witnessed the fall of the previous dynasty, witnessed the heroes fighting the world with gold and iron horses, witnessed the rise of Dayu, and witnessed Dayu step by step going into the abyss...

The old man left, leaving her alone.

She thought that she had practiced the mountain collapse before her face remained unchanged, but at this moment she had to be moved by the conjecture in her heart.

Yong Yang walked towards the emperor step by step, almost with difficulty, but he still walked firmly to the side of the dragon couch.

In just a few steps, she has confirmed the guess in her heart.

The emperor is dead!

Yong Yang can confirm this without testing the emperor's breathing or pulse.

Yong Yang looked at the emperor on the dragon couch, with thousands of complicated emotions in his heart.

Her nephew, Dayu's second emperor, just passed away quietly...

Yong Yang stood still on the spot, even she herself didn't know how she was feeling about this matter, she had mixed feelings in her heart...

After a while, Yong Yang calmed down a little, his thoughts turned quickly.

Why did the emperor die suddenly? !

As far as she knew, the emperor's condition was fairly stable recently, unless he suffered a sudden stroke due to some huge stimulus... But there was no one here.

The emperor is dead, but she is the only living person in the house!

The more Yong Yang thought about it, the more wrong he became, his heart suddenly sank.

As if to verify the ominousness in her heart, the sound of several people's messy footsteps and conversation came from outside the bedroom.

"The lord is so filial, he personally decocts medicine for the emperor." Eunuch Liu complimented with a smile, "The imperial doctor also said that the emperor is in good health these days."

"Filial piety comes first, and the health of the emperor's dragon body is the blessing of Dayu." Han Lingfu said warmly.

Then came the saluting voice of the servant: "See King Gong, Eunuch Liu. Her Royal Highness Princess Yongyang has just arrived..."

The footsteps outside were getting closer and closer. With the sound of curtains being lifted, Han Lingfu and Eunuch Liu walked in one after another. Naturally, they saw the emperor and Yong Yang beside the couch at a glance.

"Grandmother..." Han Lingfu looked from Yongyang to the emperor on the bed, as if nothing had happened, "Is the father asleep?"

He walked over with a hot medicine bowl in his hand, and walked all the way to the couch...

Then, he trembled as if he had discovered something.

"Father!"

There was a hoarse cry, and almost at the same time, the large celadon bowl in Han Lingfu's hand fell straight down, with a "boom", the large celadon bowl fell to pieces on the cold and hard ground, and the brown soup medicine was thrown into pieces along with countless pieces of porcelain. Pieces splattered.

The ground was in a mess, and Han Lingfu and Yongyang's clothes were also stained...

Rumble!

There was continuous muffled thunder outside, and the thunder and lightning in the sky flashed in the layers of cloudy clouds. The palace, court, king's capital and even Dayu were about to usher in another wave of violent storms. A tsunami that could destroy the world would soon to.

Under the nest, how can there be any eggs!

A storm is approaching in the royal capital, but Yuzhou, hundreds of miles away, is sunny and sunny, and autumn is in full swing.

The Sanqian Youqi Camp traveled southward all the way, and the places they passed caused tremors in the state capital. Those local officials were in a state of panic all day long, and they only hoped that these plague gods from southern Xinjiang would return to southern Xinjiang as soon as possible.

Regarding this, Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai didn't care at all, they rushed when they had to hurry, rested when they had to rest, and ate when they had to eat...

It was noon that day, and a group of people happened to pass by a small town. Xiao Yi simply asked You Qiying to stand by a few miles outside the town, and he and Guan Yubai entered the town.

The two were dressed in light robes. At first glance, they looked like two sons traveling around the mountains and rivers. Their graceful demeanor attracted many curious eyes from the town.

Both young people are used to being the focus of the crowd, and they are both calm and composed.

Although this town is small, it is quite prosperous. The streets at the entrance of the town are lined with restaurants and shops.

Xiao Yi looked around, and was about to choose a restaurant at random, so he listened to Guan Yubai's suggestion and said: "A Yi, let's choose this 'Zhuangyuan Di'."

Following Guan Yubai's gaze, he saw a small wine shop a few feet away, with red wine flags flying wildly in the wind.

Xiao Yi has never been picky, meat is good, he directly expressed his approval with actions, let the dark cloud under his crotch tread the snow to gallop a few steps in the direction of the wine shop, and quickly dismounted.

Guan Yubai followed closely behind, pulled the horse rope with his left hand, stopped the horse leisurely, turned over, his smooth and flexible movements could not tell that he was a right-handed person a few months ago.

Although this restaurant called "Zhuangyuandi" is small, its business is good. When you glance at the door, there are no empty seats in the restaurant, and the aroma of wine blows your face, which makes your index finger move.

"Hello, two guests!" Xiao Er warmly greeted him, "There are no seats inside, I wonder if you two would mind sitting outside..." As he spoke, he looked apologetically at the table outside the restaurant. There are seven or eight tables under the bamboo shed, which is quite empty.

The two young men glanced at each other, picked a nearby table and sat down, Xiaoer smiled even more attentively when he saw this, helped tie the two horses aside, and introduced their special dishes again .

After ordering the food, Xiao Er retreated, only Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai were left, and they were quiet.

The two were drinking tea slowly, Guan Yubai looked up at the wine streamers waving in the wind, and suddenly said, "Ayi, I plan to let Huang and Tai come to southern Xinjiang..."

This time, Xiao Yi also looked at the three characters on the wine flag - Number One Scholar.

That No. [-] man!Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, showing a hint of expectation.

Although Xiao Yi has never met the Huang Zhuangyuan that Guan Yubai was talking about, he has admired his name for a long time... This person still behaves like my generation, which suits his appetite!

Guan Yubai continued: "Although Huang Hetai is young and has a somewhat frivolous temper, the political director still has a little ability... At that time, the burden on Nanliang can be lightened."

Xiao Yi raised the corners of his mouth, played with the teacup in his hand with a smile, and said, "Xiaobai, this way, Old General Tian can finally come back." As he spoke, there was a touch of cunning in his smile, "Old General Tian has already written a letter to cry It's been a few times."

If you want to say something that can make a famous military general cry and go crazy, it is probably about internal affairs and people's livelihood!

Not only Fu Yunhe, Tian He and others, but now the whole army is almost turned off by the news, avoiding it for fear.

Xiao Yi knew this, and of course Guan Yubai knew it too, so there was inevitably a little more helplessness between the descriptions, and the two exchanged a look.

This is the biggest problem in front of them, they are short of manpower!

The knuckles of Guan Yubai's left hand tapped lightly on the table.

Huang Hetai's stay in the capital is nothing more than a small Imperial Academy, so he might as well go to Nanliang to show his strengths.

Guan Yubai squinted his eyes, and said unhurriedly: "Ayi, now that the southern border has been initially settled, if you want An Bang to prosper, you need not only military commanders, but also civil servants. It's just that scholars are a bit pretentious..."

After ten years of cold window no one asked, he became famous all over the world.

The Confucian classics learned by scholars are loyal to the emperor, and they want to buy goods from the emperor's family. They will only think that the Zhennan Palace is a traitor and traitor. For the sake of their own reputation, they may not be willing to take refuge.

To put it nicely is to say that the scholar is lofty, but to put it bluntly, he is a foolish and loyal emperor.

Even if Nanjiang did not voluntarily leave Dayu, even if the emperor first decreed to cut down the vassal, these were enough to appease the generals and people in Nanjiang, but not enough to make those foolish and loyal scholars surrender.

However, civil officials are most needed in southern Xinjiang now!

Xiao Yi thought of something, and a gleam flashed in the beautiful peach blossom eyes.Today is different from the past. Now the confrontation between Nanjiang and Dayu has been put on the table. In fact, they still have people who can rescue them, don't they?

At this time, there was a rush of horseshoes from the direction of the town's entrance, and Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai followed the prestige at the same time.

I saw two knights coming on horseback, one was a young general of the Youqi Battalion in black armor, and the other was a young man in a gray robe. The hooves of the horses were flying, and the anxiety in the hearts of the visitors was transmitted with the sound of the hurried hooves. .

Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai's hearts sank, could something have happened? !

The two knights immediately noticed Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai under the bamboo shed, galloped towards them with a clear goal, and then got off their horses to salute.

Xiaowei Xu of the Youqi Camp clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, Lord Hou, and the king are all here to report!"

Captain Xu, who was wearing the armor of the Southern Border Army, was so eye-catching that he immediately attracted many passers-by to stop, and more and more curious eyes turned to this small wine shop.

The gray-robed young man came from the capital day and night, and he had not rested for many days. He looked exhausted, but he still insisted and said: "My lord, my lord, the emperor has passed away!"

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!