Tang Shishi's cold fingers gripped the hilt tightly, not knowing whether it was cold or not, his whole body was shaking. In fact, she can't use a knife at all, and she can't lift a knife with her strength. If it is really a Tartar, the only thing Tang Shishi can do is to kill himself, anyway, have a good time.
The place was soon surrounded, and the leader saw the situation inside clearly, overjoyed, and shouted: "I found it, the lord is here!"
A group of people swarmed up, Tang Shishi slammed his sword, and the tip of the sword did not shy away, facing the group of people: "Who are you?"
The leader was dedicated to saving Zhao Chengjun, but he didn't pay attention to Tang Shishi next to him. Tang Shishi suddenly drew his sword, and he almost got hit. He hurriedly took a few steps back and narrowly avoided it. After he settled down, he looked at Tang Shishi and frowned: "What are you doing? Oh, you are indeed from the palace, and now you finally show your fox's tail."
Tang Shishi was tense all night, and now his spirit has reached the extreme. She sneered, no matter who it was, she shouted with all her strength, "Go away!"
The people around were riotous, they wanted to go forward and take it hard, but Tang Shishi was swaying with the knife, they were afraid that Tang Shishi accidentally slashed on King Jing, and they did not dare to attack. During the stalemate, a person came from behind and asked, "What's wrong?"
Everyone turned back and was overjoyed when they saw the people who came: "Prince."
Everyone gave way to Zhao Zixun, and Zhao Zixun separated from the crowd and walked to the front. His arm was still bandaged, and it looked like it had just been bandaged. Zhao Zixun saw Zhao Chengjun at a glance, and he looked at Tang Shishi, who was holding the knife tightly and was a little delirious. He sighed slightly and said, "Tang Shishi, it's me. Put down the knife, my father lost too much blood and needs immediate treatment. ."
Zhao Zixun originally thought that Tang Shishi didn't know the people in the outer courtyard of the palace, and it was normal that he would not let the knife go. However, unexpectedly, Tang Shishi still stared at Zhao Zixun with vigilant eyes, and the knife in his hand was unwilling to relax: "Who knows what you are doing?"
Zhao Zixun was surprised and said unexpectedly: "I doubt me? I am the prince, how could I harm my father?"
Tang Shishi was soaked in the rain all night, his mind turned slower and slower, and unconsciously exposed his true attitude towards Zhao Zixun. Now hearing Zhao Zixun's words, Tang Shishi suddenly woke up.
Yeah, what is she doing? This is Zhao Zixun, the current heir of Prince Jing's mansion, and the future true emperor.
This is the male lead.
Tang Shishi was stunned, and the eyes of the people around him became strange. In their opinion, King Jing adopted Zhao Zixun, provided him with brocade clothes and jade food, and taught him six arts of civil and martial arts. It was too late for Zhao Zixun to be grateful to King Jing, so how could he be detrimental to King Jing? Tang Shishi suspected that others could barely explain it, but she saw Zhao Zixun and stopped people subconsciously.
The subconscious will not deceive people, there is only one possibility, that is, she is a meticulous work, trying to prevent them from saving King Jing.
The eyes of everyone looking at Tang Shishi are getting worse and worse. This is really a very simple logic. Zhao Zixun is the adopted son of King Jing, King Jing is very kind to him, and Zhao Zixun is usually very filial, but Tang Shishi is a woman sent by the Queen Mother Yao, and she looks like a beauty. disaster.
There is no need to choose who the foreign ministers of Prince Jing’s mansion will believe. After all, anyone can betray, but the bloodline alone cannot.
If Tang Shishi didn't know the plot behind, she thought so too. However, as early as the beginning of the story, Zhao Chengjun's fate was written.
Empress Dowager Yao was in chaos, forming a party for personal gain. Zhao Chengjun invaded the capital in the name of the Qingjun, and then sought to usurp the throne and established himself as emperor. Those who conspired, the world seized and executed them. The troops of the King of Qin were everywhere, and Zhao Chengjun led people to quell the rebellion. At the end of a battle, he was killed by an arrow.
Although Zhao Chengjun is dead, the rebellions in various places have basically subsided. Zhao Zixun ascended the throne as the prince, took over the good situation, and showed his strength. After a few years, Zhao Zixun named his biological father Xu Jing the king and his biological mother Xu Shi the country's wife. Although the Xu family is the lady of the country, she was admitted to the palace and enjoyed the honor of the empress dowager. Later, Zhao Zixun didn't even bother to work on the appearance, so he directly pursued Xu Jing as the emperor and the Xu family as the empress dowager.
From then on, the Zhao family changed hands to the Xu family.
Zhao Chengjun spent his whole life trying his best to fight everywhere. In the end, he was not the one who was remembered by the world, leaving only a vague sentence in the history books, "In case of Liujian, Zhaozong died."
There is no merit, no record, not even the incense of the ancestral temple.
When Tang Shishi first watched it, he brought it into the perspective of the male protagonist. He thought that he would win the throne without a fight, and he would have three thousand beauties in the world. He also made his father and grandfather the emperor. Zhao Zixun really deserves to be the son of heaven. She only sighed when she turned the page. Zhao Chengjun adopted other people's sons and cultivated them hard for many years. In the end, the adopted son recognized his biological parents. Zhao Chengjun is busy with this scene, what exactly is going on
At that time, she felt that this was a background board, a stepping stone on the road for a male protagonist to become emperor. If he dies, he will die. What does it have to do with Tang Shishi? But now, Tang Shishi was shaken.
She couldn't help but wonder, did Zhao Chengjun really die accidentally? Sooner or later, it was a coincidence that the rebellion was resolved in various places, and the class teacher was shot to death by a stray arrow when he was about to return to the dynasty.
Maybe the Buddha sees the Buddha, the evil sees the evil, and Tang Shishi used himself to save people, and he always felt that Zhao Zixun was not clear. After all, Zhao Zixun was the biggest and only beneficiary of Zhao Chengjun's death.
The two sides were deadlocked for a long time, and Zhao Zixun's face gradually cooled down. He glanced at the knife in Tang Shishi's hand and asked, "Tang Shishi, what do you mean? You don't even trust me?"
Tang Shishi's lips moved twice, but in the end he didn't say anything, put down the knife, and let Zhao Chengjun, who was born, say: "Of course not. The little girl is too nervous and admits the wrong person, please forgive me."
Zhao Zixun is still a prince, with no real power and no identity, and will never harm Zhao Chengjun at this time. Tang Shishi has just brought into the perspective of the future, and will subconsciously guard against Zhao Zixun.
After Tang Shishi stepped aside, Zhao Zixun and other courtiers swarmed up and immediately blocked the water around Zhao Chengjun. Tang Shishi was unknowingly pushed to the periphery. She had been in the rain all night, and now she was as cold as ice. After she was suddenly pushed out, she almost lost her footing.
She shook her body, holding the tree next to her to stabilize her figure. Tang Shishi stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead, and the coolness of his fingers spread between his eyebrows, and Tang Shishi's consciousness also awake for a moment.
Tang Shishi secretly warned himself that he could not make the mistake tonight. Her goal is Zhao Zixun, and all her actions must put Zhao Zixun's interests first.
Next time, you must not stand on the opposite side of Zhao Zixun.
Zhao Chengjun fell asleep for a long time. In the dream, the darkness rose and fell, and his consciousness sometimes sank in the darkness, and sometimes returned to the memory of the boy.
It has been a long time since he had thought about life in the Forbidden City.
In the dream, his mother-in-law was still there, and the Rouyi Hall was as warm as spring. The third brother took him to play outside the palace every day, and sometimes he was caught by the second brother. The second brother said with a straight face that he would tell the grandfather and the emperor, but every time, he hid it for them.
Since the death of Concubine Guo Gui, Zhao Chengjun has rarely dreamed, and it is even difficult for him to fall asleep peacefully. He used to lie down for a long time before he could barely feel drowsiness. Those drowsiness were very light, and he would wake up with a little disturbance.
As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the body of the mother-in-law hanging in the Rouyi Hall, shaking and shaking like a white flag. Sometimes, he would dream that the third brother was seriously ill, and Empress Dowager Yao's eunuch choked his throat and said, "Now the palace is busy with the affairs of the late emperor and Bintian, and the imperial hospital can't vacate any staff. I want to come to Tengwangji. With the gods and the blessing of the concubine Gonglie, you will definitely recover on your own."
But this time, Zhao Chengjun saw his brother who was still a teenager, but his mood was very peaceful. He woke up peacefully from the dream, with a touch of sadness in his heart.
He knew they were gone, and he knew the dream was just a dream. But such a dream is more like a memory of a loved one than a nightmare.
Zhao Chengjun moved his body and sat up from the bed. He made a sound here, and people outside heard it, and quickly lifted the curtain and entered. When they saw that Zhao Chengjun was awake, they were very pleasantly surprised: "Your Highness, you are awake!"
Zhao Chengjun didn't speak for too long, and his throat was a little uncomfortable. With a hoarse voice, he asked, "What time is it?"
"If you go back to the prince, now is the second quarter of the Youshi."
"Which day?"
"September twelfth."
September 12th... Zhao Chengjun thought to himself that the day of the attack was on the night of September 10th, that is to say, he had slept for two days and one night. Zhao Chengjun asked again, "What about her?"
Zhao Chengjun asked "she", but the guards couldn't tell men and women, and thought he was the prince. The guard clasped his fists and said, "Go back to the lord, the eldest son just left. The eldest son has been by the lord's side for the past two days. He stayed up all night last night. No matter how persuaded everyone refused to leave. Today the imperial doctor said that your condition has stabilized. There is an injury on your body, and you should not work too hard, and the prince was persuaded by everyone to go back. The prince has just left, and if he knows that you are awake, he must be very happy. I will call the prince to come!"
Zhao Chengjun tapped his fingers on the edge of the bed, a sign of his impatience. He held back his mood swings and said lightly, "No need. Where's Master Tang?"
The guard was startled, the first thing the prince woke up was not asking the assassin, not worrying about the injury of the prince, but asking the woman? The guard raised his head in astonishment, Zhao Chengjun glanced at him lightly, the guard immediately retracted his gaze, and said respectfully: "Go back to the lord, Miss Tang has returned to the camp. She is..."
When the guard said this, he was stunned, and he suddenly realized that he did not know Tang Shishi's movements.
The prince was injured and in a coma. Everyone in the camp was like the sky was falling. It was too late to take care of King Jing. Who would care about a little beauty? If King Jing hadn't asked about it, the guards would still not be able to remember this person.
The guard hesitated and said uncertainly: "She is probably in her tent..."
Zhao Chengjun's face became colder and colder when he saw the performance of the guards. Without saying a word, he got up from the bed, put on a casual dress and walked out.
The guard was startled and hurriedly chased after him: "Your Highness, your serious injury has not healed yet, so don't make a big move."
When the guards spoke, the curtain of the main tent was opened by another wave of people. After the news of Zhao Chengjun's awakening came out, all the tents were alarmed, and everyone rushed over with the imperial doctor, even Zhao Zixun rushed there.
As soon as they entered the door, they bumped into Zhao Chengjun, and they were shocked when they saw that Zhao Chengjun was about to go out. The imperial doctor babbled: "My lord, Wei Chen hasn't asked for your pulse yet, how can you get out of bed by yourself..."
"Yes, my lord..."
Zhao Chengjun's face was cold, but he just glanced at the group of people lightly: "Get out of the way."
Everyone was silent, and no one dared to say a word, and they all made way for Zhao Chengjun. After Zhao Chengjun left the door, he walked straight to Tang Shishi's tent without pausing.
Tang Shishi's tent is very close to the main tent, but the treatment is very different. Zhao Chengjun's tent was guarded for twelve hours a day, and the lack of water and charcoal was immediately filled by someone, while Tang Shishi was deserted and no one cared about it.
Tang Shishi was lying face inward, the quilt was only half-covered, and his hair was scattered on the slump in a mess. The little fox was licking Tang Shishi's fingers, and when it heard the footsteps, it squeaked and barked at Zhao Chengjun in surprise.
Zhao Chengjun didn't care about the fox. He thought about whether the male and female would be inseparable, so he didn't get too close, and whispered, "Tang Shishi?"
Tang Shishi didn't move for a long time, the fox was turning around on the slump, his cry was hurried, and his claws made thin white marks on the edge, which was clearly anxious. Zhao Chengjun was no longer shy, he sat down on the side of the collapse, and reached out to Tang Shishi's forehead.
As soon as he touched it, his fingers shrank unexpectedly. Zhao Chengjun quickly flattened Tang Shishi, and sure enough, Tang Shishi's forehead was hot, his cheeks were flushed, and his lips were abnormally dry.
She has a fever.
Zhao Chengjun turned his head to look at the teacup on the table, and was instantly furious. He stood up, his voice was furious, and he deliberately suppressed his voice, and said, "She has a high fever for two days. During this period, you will ignore her and don't even have anyone delivering water?"
A group of guards stood at the door, arrogant and did not dare to look up. Zhao Chengjun suppressed his anger and said coldly, "Call the imperial physician."