Poison Doctor Demon Consort

"Chase! Chase me! I'm a loser! I can't even take down one assassin, but I'm raising a bunch of losers?" The emperor was furious! He pointed at the imperial guards with his arms akimbo and cursed.

However, the scolding came true, and even the emperor could see it. The man just now was really like a dragon that had seen its head but not its tail, instantly phantoming and disappearing away in the blink of an eye. Even if the emperor fought for it himself, he would feel inferior.

The emperor's kung fu is also unfathomable, but he will never take action easily. However, that kind of kung fu is rare for that person just now. No wonder he is so arrogant and dares to come and go freely in the imperial city's countless forbidden palaces!

"Commander Zhao!" the emperor was furious.

"Yes!" Zhao Kuangzhuo accepted the order with his hands in hand!

"Starting tomorrow, you will be responsible for dispatching three thousand imperial troops to destroy that Divine Dragon Sect for me! I will destroy them!" The emperor was afraid of that Divine Dragon Sect.

"Yes! I obey the order!" Zhao Kuangzhuo accepted the order.

At this time, the emperor finally had time to walk to the Ninth Prince and asked: "Princess You, how is Prince You injured?"

Linghu Shuiyue was holding Zhu Youhong. When the emperor arrived, she happened to be pulling out the arrow with all her strength! Blood sputtered out. Linghu Shuiyue was skilled in his skills and quickly stopped Jiuye's bleeding, applied medicine, held him, etc.

The arrow wound should be treated as quickly as possible. Linghu Shuiyue had medicine on her body, so she treated it on the spot, not wanting the injury to become more serious.

After finishing this series of things, Linghu Shuiyue raised her head and answered the emperor's question: "Your Majesty, when we went to the snow mountains to look for snow ginseng, we also encountered an attack by a mysterious man in black. Master Jiu was hit on the left shoulder blade. It was just treated with a poisoned silver dart. The old injury has not healed, and a new injury has been added today."

As she spoke, she took out a Lingzhu grass from Master Jiu's clothes, turned around, knelt down, held the Lingzhu grass in both hands and presented it in front of the emperor, and said to the emperor: "This is the Lingzhu grass we found. , Your Majesty, he was thinking about it, and when he came back, he would see the Emperor and offer this Lingzhu Grass to his father. Unexpectedly, he had just entered the capital, and before he had finished his lunch, he was taken away by the Royal Forest Army and the Minister of Punishment, saying that he was from the Shenlong Sect. Sect Master, attack the emperor. We only found out about the attack on the emperor when we returned to Yanjing! Your Majesty, how could Mr. Jiu attack his father? Someone is clearly framing the prince!"

The emperor took the Lingzhu Grass from Linghu Shuiyue's hand, looked at it, and remembered the "Silver Faced God of Hell" who had appeared just now. The emperor knew that Xiao Jiu's martial arts was good, but compared to the person just now, that person must be more powerful!

Therefore, the emperor finally believed that there was another person named "Silver-faced Yama", and it was definitely not Xiao Jiu. In other words, King You is no longer the mastermind of his attack! In this way, he believed from the beginning that Xiaojiu colluded with people in the world to organize a Shenlongmen, which was an injustice to him.

The Emperor originally loved Xiao Jiu very much in his heart, but seeing Xiao Jiu lying on the ground so pale, he couldn't help but feel a little sad that he had wronged him again.

Although the king's heart is unpredictable, he used to love Yu Qingyan the most. Over the years, no one can actually replace Yu Qingyan's position in his heart. He knelt down and looked at the Ninth Prince. On his face, he seemed to be able to see the unparalleled elegance of Yu Qingyan back then.

"Get up! Can you get up? I will send you back to the palace to have a good rest." After all, he is his favorite son. The misunderstanding was solved, the love between father and son reappeared, and the emperor's voice became gentle.