The Female Cannon Fodder Is Highly Poisonous

After talking to Ruan Tang, Ming Di thought for a long time alone.

He first thought about asking for someone from the prince. The prince agreed to send people to support him, so he asked the people who had been prepared to go to meet the prince.

If the crown prince does not allow it, then he will make arrangements for the Ming family.

No matter what, the prince cannot die on the road or under the assassination of those people.

But what the prince said was not unreasonable.

The prince needs to suffer a lesson, and it is a lesson that he will never forget, so that he can regain some of his sanity and think about what he has done over the years.

He couldn't cut off the prince's retreat.

After Mingdi figured it out, he arranged the group of people he had arranged before to another place. He believed that the prince would be able to come back safely.

The regent, who was thousands of miles away, sneezed.

He still held a knife dripping with blood in his hand, and his face had several fine scratches from the sharp blade. His arms were wrapped with gauze, his chest was also wrapped with gauze, and there were blood stains everywhere on his body.

"My lord, have you caught a cold? Please ask the doctor to come and take a look at you." Meng Ping took the wine pot and the freshly roasted meat and handed them to the regent.

The regent sniffed and shook his head, "I am fine."

He took the wine and took a big sip, so that he could warm up a little, and then he picked up the meat and ate it.

Although he said he was fine, his hair was messy, his face was pale, and he looked tired, so he didn't look like he was fine.

Meng Ping knew that persuasion was useless, so he retreated to the fire, watching the regent secretly while warming himself, and talking to Chang Wei from time to time.

"Did you catch anything today?" he asked.

Chang Wei nodded.

After a pause, he continued: "He came from the palace."

Meng Ping: "I caught one, from the Hou Mansion, an old rival."

The trash in the Hou Mansion is not a threat, the ones coming out of the palace are.

Everyone who comes out of the palace has a brand on them. They are the dead soldiers trained by the late emperor himself. The brand represents their identity and honor.

There are only two people who can give orders to them.

One is the Queen Mother and the other is the new emperor.

Some people want to kill the prince, and some people want to save the prince. At this time, they can basically determine who is the Queen Mother's person and who is the new emperor's person.

But sometimes, those people will be confused and kill them when they come up, regardless of who they are facing.

This change did not occur at the beginning. According to the time, the change probably occurred when the news of the Queen Mother's happiness came out.

This made him wonder whether those people had received many different orders.

Meng Ping had a lot of things on his mind. He poked Chang Wei's arm and then remembered that the hand was injured. He looked over worriedly. Chang Wei shook his head and said, "Did you notice anything was wrong?"

Chang Wei: "..."

Meng Ping sat further away and whispered: "Before we set off, my husband once told me to be careful about the people in the palace. Do you think he was talking about His Majesty or the Queen Mother?"

Chang Wei said nothing, and then said: "Sometimes I can tell whether they are friends or enemies, and sometimes I feel that they are all enemies, but they are obviously not in the same camp. If so...then how powerful is she? heartless!"

The prince has done so much for her, how cold-blooded and vicious must she be to send someone to kill the prince?

Chang Wei winked and told him to stop talking.

Meng Ping didn't want to, but anyone who encounters ambushes and assassinations every day will feel irritated and complain. He scratched his hair, his expression was extremely tangled, "Say, if it is her, then the prince..."

What should the prince do?