Rebirth Space: There Are Noble Women in the Nongmen

Chapter 239 Regret

Author: Meng Xuan

Chapter 239 Regret

"You, you... why? Isn't my treatment of you good enough?"

He watched helplessly as the third prince walked in with a knife stained with blood, and there was even blood splattered on his face and body.

Seeing that he was followed closely by his personal eunuch Yuan Fu. The third prince just made a gesture, Yuan Fu came up and restrained himself without being polite at all. Zhao Zhi went from shocked to confused, then struggled, almost roaring cried out.

"Your Majesty, please stop shouting. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. It's important to save your life." Zhao Zhi was so excited that Yuan Fu finally couldn't help but persuaded in a low voice.

"The traitor, that traitor...ah, ah, ah..." Zhao Zhi was only halfway through his words when he turned into a scream.

But seeing that it was the third prince who didn't say anything, he just swung his knife and chopped off Zhao Zhi's left arm with a look of impatience. In an instant, an extremely cruel wailing sound could be heard.

"Shut up."

The third prince looked at Zhao Zhi, who was covering the blood spurting out of the wound and moaning incessantly, and scolded him with a look of disgust on his face.

"you……"

Zhao Zhi raised his head and saw the pleasure in the third prince's eyes and his unkind, even eager gaze looking at his legs.

His look made Zhao Zhi suddenly shut up, trembled fiercely, and regretted like never before. He regretted why he had been blinded by lard before and didn't want the emperor to really come to save him?

Thinking of Princess Protector's extraordinary ability to come and go, Zhao Zhi couldn't help but look straight at the place where she disappeared, with a look of anxious anticipation in his eyes.

"What are you looking at? Do you still expect someone to come and save you?"

The third prince saw the expectant look on Zhao Zhi's face and couldn't help laughing wildly. While laughing, he said sarcastically: "Father, Eunuch Yuan knows how to understand current affairs and is now unscathed. You think you are a fool all day long. Mingjun, why can’t you clearly see the situation and lose an arm? Hahaha, you are clearly doing this on your own, no one can blame you.”

"Now that your brothers are in shock, I have already revealed to you that the throne will be yours sooner or later. Why do you still want to do this to force the palace to kill your father? This is unacceptable to heaven and earth, and will be left behind forever. About the infamy?”

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Zhi turned to stare at the third prince and asked in confusion and anger.

"Patricide?" The third prince laughed wildly again, and then asked sternly, "Who told you that Gu was going to kill his father? Haha, couldn't it be that your father was in poor health and suddenly fell ill, and personally issued the order to kill his father? Passing the throne to the lonely one?"

As he spoke, the third prince looked at the broken part of Zhao Zhi's bleeding arm with a ruthless face, and said with a ferocious smile: "If you have learned how to understand current affairs, I advise you to quickly write the imperial edict of succession, and don't wait for you. I won’t regret it until all the blood on my body is gone.”

"Do you still want to tamper with the history books?" Zhao Zhi suddenly realized, and then he was itching with hatred, but there was nothing he could do about it, and because of the increasing blood loss in his arm, he began to feel dizzy.

He was filled with hatred, fear and regret.

He hated the third prince for being so cruel and ruthless. He not only dealt cruelly to his brothers, but also regarded his father as a stumbling block and could not wait to eradicate him as soon as possible.

However, most of his wolfish ambition was cultivated by his own indulgence.

Therefore, Zhao Zhi actually knew very well that even if he wrote a letter of succession, he might not be able to survive. Even if he could survive, he would live in an extremely embarrassing situation, and even life would be worse than death.

In that case, why should he wash away the sins of this scoundrel?

After thinking about it, Zhao Zhi suddenly stopped being afraid. The more he thought about it, the more he regretted it. Naturally, he regretted not listening to the Princess Protector's words just now.

He sighed, and finally looked helplessly at the place where the Princess Protector disappeared, and murmured: "Sister, I now know that I was wrong. I used my father's method to raise a real white-eyed wolf. I

I can't see clearly, but I'm still suspicious of you without saying anything. I'm sorry for you..."

As he said this, he felt so sad that he couldn't help but shed big tears. He looked at the third prince holding a knife and cursed: "You traitor, even if I die, I will not write a letter of succession to you.

You can tamper with history books so easily. How can it be so easy? Even if you are really capable of tampering with history books, how can you stop the world from knowing what you have done and can you stop it?

Is it true that the way of heaven is clear, one day we will have to deal with such an unethical scourge like you?"

"Shut up, are you really not afraid that I will kill you with one strike?"

Zhao Zhi's words touched the third prince's sore feet. Seeing that Zhao Zhi suddenly became hardened, the third prince became a little annoyed.

However, the third prince would not admit it. In fact, when he heard Zhao Zhi say that he would definitely pass the throne to him, he already felt some faint regret in his heart.

But the done deal was done, and the third prince knew very well that from the moment he started preparing to launch the palace coup, this was already a road of no return. If he didn't go forward, it would be a dead end. If he went forward, his chances of winning would be

Still very big.

Now, my father has lost an arm, and his brothers are also disabled. Even if he fails, no one in the world is qualified to sit here except him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhi's face showed a bit of pride again, he said this unscrupulously, and then said to Zhao Zhi: "You want to die, but I won't let you die easily. Let's see what you can do

How tough."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and an imperial doctor came in immediately to help Zhao Zhi stop the bleeding and bandage the wound. After Zhao Zhi's wound was bandaged, the third prince personally stuffed a pill into his mouth.

Zhao Zhi instinctively knew that it was not something good, and struggled to spit out the pill. As a result, the pill melted in his mouth and turned into a stream of bitter water that rushed straight into his throat, making him unable to vomit even though he desperately wanted to.

"You, what did you give me to eat?" Zhao Zhi couldn't spit it out anymore, so he raised his head and asked the third prince sternly.

"Of course it's poison. It's a poison that can make you collapse on the bed slowly and slowly, making you miserable all the time and making you unable to die easily."

The third prince smiled proudly and said: "However, if you take this medicine, there will still be an hour before the poison is released. As long as you write the imperial edict of passing the throne within this hour, I will give you the antidote. If you take the antidote in time, you can go there."

Even though your body will be weaker in the end, at least you can still live, which is much more comfortable than being paralyzed in bed, right?"

"you you……"

Paralyzed in bed, in agony all the time? This was more uncomfortable than killing Zhao Zhi. The third prince was proud of his laughter, and Zhao Zhi trusted others, knowing that the third prince would never be able to give him the antidote.

He gritted his teeth, and with a cruel heart, he struck the tip of the knife that the third prince was holding in his proud hand——

(End of chapter)