Hua Zirong watched everything coldly.
Hua Ziqing felt a little untenable, only supported by a thought.
"The Qing king's wound is cracked, why don't you tell me or pass the imperial doctor." Hua Zirong looked at the guard with a worrisome look.
As soon as the voice fell, Hua Ziqing sneered in his heart, the play was true or false.
But he really couldn't support it anymore, the guard hurriedly stepped forward and helped him onto the bed, and then quickly walked out.
"Well, it seems that King Qing's injury is really serious."
After speaking, he stepped forward and smiled faintly, "You are cruel to yourself."
Hua Ziqing looked pale and smiled coldly, "each other, each other."
When the two confronted each other, the guard walked in with the royal doctor.
When the doctor saw Hua Zirong, he knelt down and bowed.
"I just came to see King Qing. You don't need to be polite. You will deal with King Qing's injury quickly." Hua Zirong said lightly, with a touch of concern in his eyes, and his coldness was hidden.
The imperial doctor hurried forward to check Hua Ziqing's injuries, "Lord, the minister is rude."
He opened his clothes, revealing a deep wound, which was leaking blood.
"King Qing doesn't have to worry, it's just a skin injury, it didn't hurt the vitals, just take a good rest."
After speaking, the imperial doctor sprinkled him with medicine and bandaged him again.
The severe pain hit, Hua Ziqing's expression became paler.
"Follow the imperial doctor to get the medicine." Hua Ziqing said with a cold look.
There were only two people left in the house. Hua Zirong sat on the chair beside the bed, "Does it hurt?"
"The emperor, this drama is good?" Hua Ziqing looked indifferent, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Hua Zirong looked coldly, "It's very beautiful, after all, this is a drama specially prepared for me by the Qing King."
"If you want to leave the Liuhua Academy, then I will let you leave here gracefully." He looked cold and continued.
Hua Ziqing covered her chest with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, "Liu Shui Xiaozhu, as long as she is there, you can't help me."
He knew very well that Hua Zirong could never shake the existence of depression, which was why Hua Zirong could only imprison himself, but not judge himself.
"King Qing, things are impermanent. The things of the year will never happen to me. By the way, your good subordinate Li Zikang has gone to Huangquan." Hua Zirong's mouth chuckled lightly, with a little sarcasm.
Hua Ziqing clenched his fist slightly, "Then I want to thank you very much. The discarded chess pieces should have been solved long ago. If you lose a country's general, can you afford the price?"
"King Qing, there is only this way for you to threaten. Whether it is you or her, wanting to challenge my throne is a foolish dream." Hua Zirong said with a faint warning in his eyes, spreading everything out for the first time. .
Hearing this, Hua Ziqing sneered at the corner of his mouth, "What if you get all the secrets of Xiliu, you can't change the inherent fate of Xiliu."
As soon as he said this, Hua Zirong looked surprised, "What do you know?"
"Do you think that only the monarch can know? Hua Zirong you are the most famous monarch who speaks badly." Hua Zi said coldly, even though his face was still pale, his eyes revealed fierceness.
"Haha!" Hua Zirong sneered, "It's no wonder that you used Prime Minister Wen to know this thing, but it's a pity that you know one of them, but you don't know the other, and it's really stupid to try to take advantage of this."
"It's useless for me to provoke a snake. If what I know is not the truth, your expression will not look like this at this moment." Hua Ziqing sneered at the corner of his mouth and said indifferently.
Hearing this, Hua Zirong's eyes darkened and deepened, "Some things are not your turn to judge."
Hua Ziqing did not answer, but still looked at him coldly.
Pop-, two applause.
"It's so lively. An emperor and a Qing king are as angry as a child. The face of the royal family of Xiliu is really embarrassing for you!"
Lanshan walked in in a white dress, holding a whisk in her hand.
"Taizu, why are you here?" Hua Zirong greeted faintly. No matter how clear in his heart this person is his own enemy, he still has to do the courtesy on the surface.
Lanshan smiled faintly, "I heard that Qinger was injured. I came to see him. The monarch also came to see Qinger?"
Listening to her hypocritical response, Hua Zirong sneered in her heart, her expression unchanged, "Prepare to let the Qing King go to the Liushui Xiaozhu to heal his wounds. After all, this Liuhua courtyard is not as tightly guarded as the palace, lest the Qing King is assassinated again."
As soon as this remark came out, he slapped a desperate slap.
Lanshan felt cold, and her expression became more indifferent, "The monarch has a heart."
Then he smiled faintly at Huazi, "Qing'er, when you go to Liushui Xiaozhu, you have to take care of your injuries and don't get hurt again."
Hua Ziqing clenched his fists, he knew that there was a warning in his words, warning him not to act rashly.
"Grandson understands, please rest assured Taizu."
Shanshan nodded faintly, "Since you are fine, I will go back to the old man."
"It's getting late, and the monarch should go back to the palace soon. There are too many people outside." She looked calm and spoke modest, like a kind elder.
Hua Zirong's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the corner of his mouth was sarcasm, "I see."
When Lanshan saw that she had finished speaking, she was about to take a step, and only heard one sound, "Slow!"
She paused, then looked back at Hua Zirong, "What else is the monarch?"
"Taizu, the deceased is back, you can go and take a look if you have time." Hua Zirong said with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.
After hearing the words, Lan Shan immediately understood the chill in his words, her eyes were like a thousand years of ice, "The monarch has long passed away, and the old man has long forgotten it."
As soon as the voice fell, Shan Shan walked out of the room, stepping resolutely and firmly.
"King Qing, your biggest backer is her, but she may have to test others." Hua Zirong said lightly, dissipating in the air.
After speaking, Hua Zirong left here without waiting for his answer.
Looking at the back of him leaving, Hua Ziqing clenched his fists tighter. Even if he was more capable, Xi Liu Mixin only knew a little, but he understood that Xi Liu Mixin witnessed not only the past, but also future.
Thinking of this, he made a gesture, and the masked man appeared.
"I want to get the secret of Xiliu, complete."
With an order, the masked man quickly disappeared here.
Hua Ziqing's sneer at the corner of his mouth deepened, and he looked at the top of his head, "No one can stop me."
Hua Zirong, who had left the Liuhuayuan, walked to the door, but saw Lanshan waiting for him on the carriage.
"Why, look surprised." Lan Shan smiled faintly.
Hua Zirong's eyes were calm, "It seems that Taizu still wants to know about his deceased."
"The emperor, do you really want to take this step with the old man?" A complex emotion flashed across Shan Shan's eyes, and asked faintly.
As soon as the voice fell, a touch of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Hua Zirong's mouth, "You are not willing to let me go."