Morbid pet

Chapter 41
"The queen is fine, it's just a little bit of hallucinogenic poison, it won't hurt your life."

Wu Xin casually walked to the backyard and took out medicinal materials and a small stick, grabbed some medicinal materials of various colors and put them on the liner. After carefully checking the scale, he grabbed a wooden branch-shaped herb and put it away.

Xie Zhao chased after Wuxin and asked, "You said, this is just a drug for hallucinations, and it won't hurt her life?"

Wuxin turned around and handed the medicinal materials to Xie Zhao, "Yes, these are medicines for meditation. Take them and make soup for her to drink to wake her up."

Xie Zhao tremblingly took the medicinal materials, he handed them to Ye Midan behind him, instructed him to treat them, and then quickly ran to the platform.

At this time, the gate of the platform is closed tightly, and the inner hall, which was once full of joy day and night, is now completely dark.

In the silence, Xie Zhao seemed to hear a suppressed cry.

"Tuk-tuk-"

Xie Zhao slammed on the door forcefully, attracting a few patrolling Jin Yiwei.

The leader said: "My lord, the princess is resting, please go back."

"No!" Xie Zhao still hammered on the door.

"Get out of the way! This king wants to see Chang Le!"

Jin Yiwei didn't dare to touch the master rashly, he just exchanged glances, and the four of them lifted one arm and one leg together, dragging him outside.

Xie Zhao didn't struggle as if he had lost his soul. When he was carried away, his eyes were red and he looked at the closed door with nostalgia.

Here, Changle is squatting at the gate, separated from Xie Zhao by a wall.

She stared dully at the meteorite blue light powder in her hand, and chuckled lightly.

She gambled that Xie Zhao would go to rescue the queen, and she was right.

But why does my heart hurt so much?

Thousands of thorns pierced her heart, causing her to half-stretch on the ground, gasping for breath.

When Die Shi and Dian Cui dared to delay seeing this, they immediately went out through the back door to find the national teacher.

In this deep palace, the only person who is still willing to care about the princess' old love is the national teacher.

Inadvertently skipping the queen who was still in a nightmare at her feet, she went straight to the platform with Die Shi.

In a daze, Chang Le felt a pair of big warm hands lift her up, and slowly carried her to the bed.

Chang Le didn't have the strength to open her eyes, and suddenly smelled a familiar smell of bitter medicine, she murmured: "Master?"

"It's a teacher." Wu Xin tucked her in the quilt, and then took out a red brocade box from her bosom, which contained a crimson pill.

Wuxin: "Take the medicine, you need medicine for your headache, why don't you take it?"

Chang Le shook his head lightly, his face was pale and bloodless, his once bright red lips were now lifeless like a white mist.

"Don't eat it, Tu'er thinks this kind of feeling is quite good."

"Nonsense!" Wuxin got angry once in a while, "Do you know that if you don't take the medicine, this splitting headache will become more and more serious! Didn't the teacher tell you! The medicine didn't harm you!"

Chang Le still shook his head, "Master, don't be angry, this disciple just seems to remember this painful feeling, and in the future, I will give it back to them ten thousand times."

"Hey." Wuxin shook her head, went to the table and poured a glass of warm water, then helped her up and leaned against the cushion, and fed her pills.

This time, Chang Le was very obedient, swallowed it by himself, and took a big sip of water while holding the water cup.

Wuxin sat down on the small stool, with a rare trace of melancholy in his brows, "Did you set the fire?"

Changle nodded.

Wuxin asked again: "Why did you kill her and just give her a little poison with hallucinations? You know very well that if you add a little more dose, she will go crazy." He paused, "Maybe, it won't last until Xie Zhao Go and save her."

Chang Le smiled brightly, as bright as the sun, and looked extremely weird in this lifeless space.

"I want Rong Wei to live and enjoy the boundless fear."

Wuxin just shook her head, "You didn't kill her this time, she will never let you go, have you thought about it?"

Chang Le sneered: "Will she let me go if I let her go? There is no such a good thing, Rong Wei and I," she opened a pair of beautiful eyes sparkling with water, "I will never die."

The medicine Wu Xin gave her had a strong sedative ingredient, and after a while, Chang Le closed her eyes tightly and fell into a dark and sweet sleep.

He sat in the room until midnight before slowly getting up and leaving.

Three o'clock the next day.

Emperor Tianren, who has not been in the early court for five years, is forced to go to the early court today.

Before he arrived at Mao, a large number of ministers who were affiliated with the Rong family gathered in front of his bedroom.

Rong Zhidong held a torch, and the light of the fire shone on his wrinkled old face. He stretched out a pair of hands full of age spots to the emperor, and said sharply: "Your Majesty! The old minister demands that the person who set the fire be severely punished! How dare you! If you dare to set fire to the queen's bedroom under the blue sky and broad daylight, you will be punished!"

There was the sound of kneeling on the ground at the back door, "Your Majesty seconded the proposal! Please learn from your Majesty."

Emperor Tianren just heard Fuman talk about the fire in Fengxi Palace, and the empress is still in a coma.

He also didn't know what to do for a while, his mind was very confused, who dared to set fire in the deep palace?

Fuman told him again that today Princess Changle went to visit the Empress Empress to play for a day.

Emperor Tianren hoped that his guess was wrong.

He closed his eyes, frowned and said: "Everyone, please get up quickly. I want to ask Zuo to go to the Tai Chi Hall and say that this blue stone slab is kneeling to cool down."

On the Hall of Tai Chi.

Xie Zhao stood in the first row, silently watching Rong Dang and complaining sharply.

It was almost a matter of arresting Chang Le and torture him directly.

Xie Zhao was very annoying, he didn't close his eyes all night, but for this matter, there must be a scapegoat, right?

He stood up and said loudly: "Your Majesty, the fire was set off by someone sent by me."

Emperor Tianren's catalog was about to crack, and the originally noisy hall fell silent instantly as if a layer of ice had formed.

Emperor Tianren tried his best to control his distorted expression, he slapped the armrest and stood up, "Xie Zhao! Do you know what you are talking about!"

Xie Zhao knelt down, but his back was still straight.

"The minister said that the fire in Fengxi Palace was set by the minister."

Rong Zhidong didn't believe it. Her daughter had told him more than once that Li Tianren was going to be abolished, and then a little emperor would be replaced with Xie Zhao as the regent.

Then why did Xie Zhao come out to stir up the muddy water?
Rong Zhidong looked contemptuously at Xie Zhao, who was full of vigor and didn't know it, he stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, please order a strict investigation into this case! Arrest all the court ladies and eunuchs involved and torture them, and find the mastermind behind the scenes!" "

Li Tianren rubbed his eyebrows, "Northern Fusi cooperates with Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Justice to investigate this case strictly! Dongchang is not involved in this case." He opened a pair of tired eyes and looked at the prime minister of the three dynasties, "Prime Minister Rong, I will definitely return the case." You guys are fair, don’t worry! The people involved in the case will all kill the Nine Clans after verification.”

Rong Zhidong: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Li Tianren sat on the dragon chair, closed his eyes not to look at the miasma below the stage, he waved his hands and said, "Retreat!"

"Xie Zhao stay."

(End of this chapter)