Luoyang Brocade

This is the quiet voice!

The emperor grandson suddenly looked at the Prince and reflected it to the Prince.

He saw a shocked Prince, saw the waiter standing on the side of the Prince, and saw the cold smile of the insider. I saw that the hands of the insider did not know what to hold to the Prince.

The Prince was reminded by that, he was already alert to the danger, stepped back and forced the insider to forcefully. The waiter was flying a few meters away and screamed and fell to the ground.

However, it is already late.

The prince’s waist was slightly painful and had been stabbed by a poisonous needle.

The blood of the heart surged, and the face quickly covered with a layer of black gas.

Good tyrants!

The emperor’s grandmother’s body was shocked, and his face was white: “Father!”

The accident happened too quickly, so that everyone could not respond. The emperor is still looking down at the Yan Wang, who has not stopped bleeding in his arms. Wei Yan and Zhou Taiyi are bowing their heads for Yan Wang.

The exclamations of Ling Jingwei and Huang Taisun were introduced into the ears of everyone in tandem. However, it was an instant effort, and the Prince had already been swaying.

A sly figure flew over and lifted the body of the prince before the prince fell. He took a porcelain bottle from his arms at the fastest speed, poured out a few pills and stuffed them into the mouth of the Prince.

The toxicity on this poison needle is too strong and overbearing. The Prince has become confused and his eyes are dim. I only heard a pleasing girl whispering in my ear: "His Royal Highness, this is the detoxification pill, take it soon."

Fortunately, she brought this bottle of detoxification pills on her body. At this moment of life and death, perhaps she could save the life of the Prince from the hands of the king.

The Prince also had a sense of consciousness and tried his best to swallow the pills.

Then it fainted.

At this moment, the talents reacted.

The emperor's face was suddenly white, no blood, and the voice trembled: "Wei Yan, go to save the Prince! Go!"

Although the injury of Yan Wang’s chest is heavy, there is no life worry. And the Prince, in such a fierce poison needle, I am afraid that life is difficult to protect.

Wei Yan did not hesitate to give a cry to the rescue of Yan Wang to Zhou Tai doctor, and then quickly arrived at the Prince.

The prince was unconscious and stunned. The emperor strode over and took the other arm of the prince.

Wei Yan was distressed and pitifully glanced at the nervous, white-faced Ling Jing glance. However, the situation at this time is too urgent, and there is no such thing as half a word.

The two men rushed through each other. Wei Yan immediately fell on the face of the Prince. There is black gas on the face of the Prince, and the breathing is very weak. It is a sign of poison.

It’s too late to carry the Prince into the house, and he must be treated immediately.

Wei Yan looked like an unprecedented solemnity, and he screamed: "Gently lay the Prince's Highness on the ground, I will blow blood for him."

The appearance of Huang Taisun seems to be calm, listening to Wei Yan’s instructions and acting without hesitation.

Ling Jing’s strength was small, and Yang Lan, who was on the side, immediately stepped forward and took over Ling Jing’s, and worked hard with the Emperor Sun, carefully laying the Prince on the ground.

......

Wei Yan squatted down and did not hesitate to pick up the thickest and longest gold needle. The golden needle quickly overflowed the black blood, lining the pale face of the prince, and looked more and more thrilling.

The emperor has never spoken, silently wiping the blood for the prince with a scorpion, and the handsome face is like a stone carved statue, exuding a heart-wrenching chill.

No one knows how much he hates and annoyes at the moment!

I hate Yan Wang’s heart and hands! Annoying your self-confidence!

He knows that Yan Wang is not good, but he is confident that he can cope with everything, stepping into the palace with a rash heart, and stepping into this trap.

The female assassin in front of the thorns is just a scorpion.

Yan Wang blocked the sword for the emperor, which won the trust of the emperor and successfully clarified his suspicion. Most importantly, it attracts everyone's attention. When everyone is out of defense, it is the time when the real assassin is launched.

The goal of Yan Wang has always been Prince.

If it is not quiet and careful, pay attention to the strangeness of the insider, and promptly warn. If it is not quiet and agile, give the Prince a detoxification pill in a timely manner. At this moment, the Prince has already returned to the West...

When the Prince died, the King of Yan, who won the emperor’s trust and love, with the help of saving the Emperor’s life, would become a new Chu Jun.

A good Yan Wang!

A good gamble!

And, in order to be self-sufficient, he only wanted Yan Wang to show his feet at an early date in order to get rid of Yan Wang, and even the life of the emperor was not in his eyes. It happened to be the calculation of Yan Wang...

Since the day of his birth, he has been an honorable emperor and grandson. He has been steadfast in the past few years, and he has been unaware of his high self-esteem. I kept saying that I had to deal with Yan Wang. In fact, I did not really put Yan Wang in my eyes.

This time, the elaborate assassination is undoubtedly a great one, and it is unavoidable. It also makes him really realize the gap between himself and Yan Wang.

On the theory of conspiracy and forbearance, he is not as good as Yan Wang. He has to go a long way, he has to really grow up. Otherwise, what about Jiangshan Society?

Huang Taisun closed his eyes and forced the tears in his eyes to go back.

The male bleeds and does not cry. It’s not annoying when you blame yourself!

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In the emperor's arms, he was holding a **** and unconscious Swallow King. Because Yan Wang should not move, he was worried about the injury of the Prince. He couldn't come closer. He could only ask anxiously: "What happened to the Prince?" ?"

Wei Yan concentrated on the first aid and turned a deaf ear to all the sounds.

Others do not have the qualification to answer. The emperor took a deep breath and replied without saying back: "Responding to the grandfather of the emperor, Wei Tai doctor has been poisoning the father."

The poisonous blood is black. Only when the blood flow is almost the same, can the blood stop, and then detoxification with the soup.

Fortunately, the poison gas has not yet been attacked, and a little later, the Prince will die on the spot.

The emperor was anxious and angry.

He has six sons, two sons who died early, and the other two have already gone to the ground. Staying in the capital is the most important eldest son and favorite young child.

Now the young child is seriously injured, and the eldest son is still unknown. It is tantamount to stabbing two knives in his heart. Every knife is deep and painful.

The female thorns customer service poisoned herself, and the servant who was stabbing the prince also bit the broken poison in the mouth.

Only the women who were left in the sword dance were surrounded by the guards, and they were trembling with horror.

The emperor's dragon eye swept away, and the eyes were full of anger and murderousness: "Take all of them down and torture them. And all the inner court ladies who served in the temple also won!"