Sick Prince Rescue Plan

At that time, Su Qiancheng was just over ten years old, but he was young and energetic when he was just out of the teacher, and he really didn't understand him when he encountered such a patient who had no intention of giving up.

However, this person was determined, and his own persuasion didn’t work. In desperation, he really prescribed a recipe that made him unable to lift up. After decocting the medicine and drinking it, the effect was indeed very good, but it was just a solution. The medicine has not been researched yet.

Zhenbei Wang didn't blame him. He felt that it was just right not to lift it. It would be the same if not lifted for a while or not lifted for a lifetime.

However, Su Qiancheng didn't think so, what if he changed his mind after a few years?

So before Su Qiancheng left, he promised that he would work out the antidote as soon as possible. When that time comes, he will use it or not. Anyway, he owes him personal affection, and he can find himself whenever he wants.

However, King Zhenbei hasn't found him for so many years.

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Su Qiancheng withdrew from his memories and looked at King Zhenbei, his eyes faintly: "How about it, are you ready to change your mind now? Don't pretend to move?"

Zhenbei Wang shook his head: "Whether it is lifted or not has no effect on me, but it is different for your majesty. If I suddenly recover, I am afraid that he will hate it again, so let's do it."

The emperor's temperament, he couldn't be more clear, jealous and capable, and very careful.

"Then why did the lord call us this time?"

Looking at the face of Zhenbei Wang Qingjun, Xiao Jinshao couldn't help comparing with his father and emperor. If his mother married him back then, she would be very happy, right?

A person who has been able to protect her as a jade for so many years is better than the emperor who loves her.

Noting his gaze, Zhenbei Wang's eyes softly looked over, "Of course it was for other things. I knew about the emperor's coma and sickness a few days ago. Now the surface of the capital is calm and the waves are actually surging in the dark. I asked you to come today just to ask you what are your plans."

Jun Yuwan raised her eyebrows: "In order to show sincerity, it should be the prince who should talk about it first, right?"

Zhenbei Wang nodded in agreement, "That's right, then I won't go around in circles. No matter what your plans are, I will definitely stand on your side. If you want to fight, I will listen to His Royal Highness the hundred thousand troops in Northern Xinjiang. Dispatch, if you do not plan to fight, I will protect you well."

Xiao Jinshao's lips moved slightly, and he wanted to ask why, but when he met those clear and calm eyes that saw everything through, he felt that there was nothing to ask.

What else needs to be asked if someone who has been able to guard his body like a jade for so many years, and would rather not lift it for a lifetime, for the sake of his former lover?

However, he did not ask, but King Zhenbei wanted to say that a faint look of nostalgia appeared on his face, "I did this to preserve the queen's last blood. The Ming family is gone, and now she is the only one left. I’m a relative, I also thought about contacting you before, but the emperor is far too high and powerless."

He lowered his eyes and smiled: "And my body is indeed not that healthy. During the years when you lingered on the bed, I was also injured in bed, and finally managed to get well, and you have grown up. But now not late."

He raised his head and looked at Xiao Jinshao sincerely: "I look at what you have done recently, and I also want to fight for the throne. I will help you."

Xiao Jinshao got up and solemnly bowed his hand: "Thank you, Lord."

Zhenbei Wang shook his head and smiled. "Sit down. You are the prince and I am a courtier. You don't need to be so polite."