When King Zhao got the news and found out that Wen Wan was not dead, he was so angry that he howled in the palace. Even this can't kill this monster: "I don't believe, I don't believe that I can't kill this monster. I will definitely be able to change my life. The throne belongs to me, and no one can take it away." When King Zhao found Master Juekong , Master Juekong gave him a hexagram, proving that his fate had indeed been changed. It was Master Juekong who he begged to do the magic for him and change his life back. But now, now everything is empty. No, he doesn't give up. He is the emperor, he is the future emperor.
At dawn, Wen Wan woke up and looked at the unfamiliar house. The house was very simple. There was nothing except a table and a few chairs. But the house is very clean, without any dust. Wen Wan looked at the scriptures and Buddha statues carved on the wall and guessed that she might be in the temple now.
Seeing Wen Wan wake up, King Zheng finally felt relieved: "Wan'er, Wan'er, you're awake. Do you feel any discomfort?"
Wen Wan looked at King Zheng's haggard look and felt guilty, "Uncle, I've made you suffer again. Wen Wan is really unfilial."
King Zheng felt a little pain in his heart: "Why do you always say stupid things? Having a good rest and taking good care of your body is the serious thing."
"Wen Wan nodded obediently. King Zheng saw that Wen Wan was indeed suitable, so he went out. Xia Yao brought water in and washed Wen Wan.
Wen Wan asked Xia Yao. Xia Yao was afraid that Wen Wan would be frightened, so she responded vaguely. Wen Wan knew that it was definitely not a good thing: "Tell me, don't hide it from me? If you don't tell me now, I will know when I get back. Sooner or later, I have to know, what's the point of hiding it for a while?"
Wen Wan heard that she was suppressed by the Nightmare Technique and was unconscious for three days and three nights. It was Master Awakening who saved her life.
Wen Wan shuddered. Some don't believe it. How could it be possible? That colleague from back then was still living in the Mahavira Palace. How come she was just the opposite and was given life by Nian. Could it be that her character was so good that Buddha couldn't bear her early death in two lifetimes, so he gave her a chance.
Even if Master Awakening saves her. But Wenwan has an instinctive fear of Huangjue Temple. So, after washing, Wen Wan gave the order. After breakfast, she thanked Master Awakening and went back. Go home quickly. She didn't want to stay here for a second longer.
As soon as he ordered to go down, he saw King Zheng coming. Wen Wan said she was fine. I want to thank Master Enlightenment. King Zheng said. After enlightenment, he went into retreat and went to practice Zen.
King Zheng hesitated for a moment and then said: "Wen Wan, Master Awakening said that the person who really saved you is not him. There is someone else. My uncle is thinking about what kind of strange person can be compared to Master Awakening." In fact, What King Zheng wanted to ask more was whether he was a gentle master.
Wen Wan could understand the meaning in King Zheng's eyes, shook her head and said, "I don't know either." Others didn't know, and she didn't know where she came from.
In the General¡¯s Mansion, Bai Shinian opened his eyes and saw his grandmother sitting by the bed crying. The room was also dark. On the table next to him, there was a bronze oil lamp, the light was dim and shaky. The sad and sad cries are so eye-catching.
Bai Shinian wanted to get up, but found that his body was so limp that he couldn't get up. Shocked: "Grandma, what's wrong with me?" Although he had been sick these past few days, he was not so weak. What's going on here.
Mrs. Bai wiped her tears and said, "The imperial doctor said you had a cold in your body. Your condition has worsened again. You have been in a coma for two days and two nights. Take good care of yourself. The imperial doctor said you must take good care of yourself. You must not be like before. More You can't pour out the medicine." Bai Shinian thinks that his illness has nothing to do with it. Most of the medicine for his previous illness was given to him. Mrs. Bai only found out when she came over, so after that, Mrs. Bai stared at him before drinking the medicine.
Bai Shinian remained silent and waited until he saw Ding bringing the medicine. His face darkened again and again: "Grandma, I said I won't take this woman. Send me back to Ding's house quickly. Grandma, I said I won't take this woman as my concubine. You don't have to waste this woman's life." ¡±
Mrs. Bai said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? How can you take this concubine back? There is no one around you who knows the warmth and warmth. Grandma also planned that the emperor really let you go to the border. Let her go with you. Woolen cloth!"
Mrs. Bai finished her words. Ding shook his head slightly, and a flash of panic flashed across his face. Bai Shinian could see clearly that Ding didn't want to go at all. Such a woman is not even as good as Qing'er's hair: "Grandma, don't worry, I won't let my lineage be ruined. After I have guarded Qing'er for three years, I will accept it after three years." One room of concubines, leaving behind blood.¡±
When Mrs. Bai heard this, she felt uncomfortable in her heart. The grandson has made up his mind not to marry again. She wanted to scold her, but she couldn't. After hearing this, Mrs. Ding knocked over the medicine in her hand.
Mrs. Bai Lai immediately changed her expression and turned the aggrieved DingSent out. He sighed slightly at Bai Shinian: "Why are you so stubborn? What's so good about that woman? She's just a palace maid."
Bai Shinian remained silent. What he decided would not change. Mrs. Bai knew his stubborn temper and said no more.
Prince Zheng was riding a horse. Wen Wan looked at his exhausted appearance and felt very distressed: "Your Majesty, the princess said we still have a long way to go. Please get on the carriage and take a nap. How can your body bear the burden of working so hard every day?" "
King Zheng smiled and refused. How could he be so delicate? Wenwan was a little frustrated.
Halfway through the road, something happened again that Wen Wan met last time. A sharp arrow shot through the air towards King Zheng. King Zheng dodged it sideways, and the team did not panic at all when encountering the assassin. After King Zheng walked out, he saw the arrows on the horse, showed a disdainful smile, and said to the guards beside him: "Leave one alive, and kill all the others." He was still worried that they would not come, but here they are. , just in time, all destroyed.
King Zheng himself brought elites over, and the emperor also gave them elites. He is no longer as embarrassed as Wen Wan Shang Xiang. The carriage stopped on the road. After half an hour, someone came back and said: "Your Majesty, all the assassins were killed. Your Majesty, it's not that we don't leave alive, but those assassins are dead soldiers. They all committed suicide."
Wen Wan said with admiration or emotion: "Uncle is really awesome. If I were as awesome as uncle, I wouldn't have been so embarrassed last time. When I compare with uncle, that's the difference between Huo Yue and Haoyue!" What if? The people around her are so powerful, so there is no need to worry about them for two days. Well, this is the difference.
When King Zheng heard this compliment, he was both funny and angry: "You girl, you can't compare to this. You have your own strengths. My uncle got what he is today through countless hardships. Wen Wan You don¡¯t need to know this.¡±
Wen Wan nodded: "Well, you have to see your own strengths and cover up your shortcomings. However, uncle is still the person Wen Wan admires the most. There is no more powerful person in the world than uncle."
King Zheng knew that Wen Wan said this deliberately to let out the frustration in his heart. However, no one likes to hear good words, and they are kind words that come from the heart. King Zheng was in a good mood.
When entering the palace, Wen Wan was very worried: "Uncle, will they use such vicious methods on you?" If she is useless, will they turn around and deal with King Zheng. If assassins frightened Wen Wan, then this incident made Wen Wan feel completely terrified. People always have a sense of awe and fear for things they cannot predict. What's more, Wen Wan's own experience is weird enough.
Seeing Wen Wan¡¯s worried expression, King Zheng smiled and said, ¡°Don¡¯t worry about uncle, he just thinks that uncle won¡¯t give him another chance.¡±
Wen Wan was sent back to Yongning Palace, and King Zheng went directly to Yanghe Palace. Wen Wan was a little uneasy and wanted to go to Yanghe Hall. But Xia Yao refused to let her go: "Princess Princess, this is not the time for you to go."
Wen Wan lowered her head, and after a while, turned around and went to the study. But he did nothing, just sat at the desk in a daze. She was arrogant. She thought that King Zhao would force the palace or kill her uncle. Based on his understanding of the emperor's grandfather and uncle, she should be fine. But I didn't expect that King Zhao would have such a method. I almost expected myself to die again.
Xia Yao brought the bird's nest porridge. After Wen Wan drank it, she was still frowning. Xia Yao advised from the side: "Princess, among the royal family, the most taboo thing is nightmare magic. The emperor will definitely punish King Zhao severely this time. Princess, don't worry."
Wen Wan looked at the chess piece in her hand that she couldn't put down with a frown. She was not worried about whether King Zhao was good or not. King Zheng had said that he would not give King Zhao another chance, so he would definitely keep his word. What she was worried about now was, what did the old monk mean by the other person who saved her? The first person whose Wen Wan flashed out was Bai Shinian.
Wen Wan quickly eliminated this reason. Don't let yourself think about this topic again. I took the pen and kept writing Jing, Jing, Jing
The emperor knew the cause and effect, and there was no anger or sadness on his face. Very calmly, he asked people to declare King Zhao.
As soon as King Zhao entered the palace, he saw the emperor sitting on the couch, squinting his eyes and relaxing. Even when I heard the footsteps, I didn't open my eyes.
Since King Zhao was sensible, he has been a treasure in the hands of the emperor. No matter how many mistakes he made, the emperor would always teach him patiently after reprimanding him. But this time, when King Zhao looked at the emperor's calm face, he felt even more panicked. However, he did not lose his sense of proportion and still said calmly: "My son, I pay homage to my father. Long live my father. Long live my father."
The emperor then opened his eyes: "Get up!" He looked at the majestic son standing in front of him, whom he had spent the most effort on, and who was once his most beloved son. There was a moment of trance.
The emperor laughed and said: "Long live, there is such an unscrupulous son like you. It is God's kindness that I can live one more day."
When King Zhao heard this, he knelt on the ground with a bang: "Father, I dare not bear such heavy words from my father."
By now, the emperor doesn¡¯t want to say anything. With a wave of his hand, a man came up. The emperor took the thing handed over by the man and threw it to King Zhao. The thing was the gentle birth date. There are spells written all over it. (To be continued)