Yanfu Palace is brightly lit.

"Get out"

On the dragon couch, Zhao Ji furiously pushed a concubine out of the curtain, and then coughed several times. Several eunuchs quickly came up and wrapped the concubine with a blanket to carry it away. The figure on the dragon couch lay for a moment, and then started to turn again. He waved to the candle shadow over there.

Cao Zhenchun walked out of the shadow, lowered his eyebrows and knelt down flatteringly: "It's too late for the official family to pay more attention to the dragon body. This Jurchen has just retired, and there are so many things around him waiting for His Majesty to be blessed."

"I just knew to pick up some nice things." Zhao Ji was originally upset, but he praised him. Not only did he smile and kick the other person with his feet, then sighed, "Although the Jurchen retreated, I feel a little upset tonight. You are a eunuch, but you have never formed a clique for personal gain. It is rare and precious. I have not made any effort yet. I don't know how many reliable people there are in this palace. Now I have to rely on you to protect them."

"Yes!" Cao Zhenchun lowered his head, cried with joy, "I have been in the palace for many years, and I finally hope that Your Majesty will be favored. Although Zhenchun died a hundred times, he would have no regrets."

"You don't need to die." Zhao Ji waved his hand and sat cross-legged on the couch: "I can think of many things in this disaster. After all, outsiders are unreliable. Xiao Ningzi counts one, Cai Jing counts one. This country belongs to me. Its surname is Zhao. Therefore, the world's decay cannot continue like this. I should be excited and can no longer care about gains and losses. I should work hard to manage and repair the broken place first."

He paused, "I will clean up the Dongchang on a date. Zhenchun, you are my humeral confidant. Do you want to sit in this position?" At this time, the eyes that looked over were a little fierce. When he said this, he had a sense of dignity that ruled the world.

Cao Zhenchun trembled slightly and lowered his head, "I rely on the official family to be the master."

"He's really timid." Zhao Ji suddenly laughed. Obviously, the other party's trembling expression in front of his emperor's majesty was very touching, so he waved his hand and said, "Go down, guard the house for me well. If I said anything, I will definitely agree."

On the other side, the old eunuch shivered and thanked him repeatedly. He immediately withdrew and stepped out of the palace gate. The moment the cold wind blew, his anxious expression returned to his usual color, and he snorted coldly in his nose.

The night outside is still a bit cold, and there are no stars or moons in the sky.

"Who doesn't want to sit in that position? But if our family dares to sit on it, our head will be hung on the flagpole tomorrow." Cao Zhenchun looked at the gloomy night with a complicated expression, and his hoarse and sharp voice echoed in his ears: "Who can't speak vernacularly, but we don't want to be the second Admiral Bai."

Then, a cold wind blew over, and he stopped murmuring. A moment of haze flashed in his little eyes. He waved his robe sleeves to the guards on both sides, and wanted to retreat.

"Eunuch Cao, what's the matter?"

"You don't need tonight, leave."

The guards around and the inner officials looked at each other silently, then immediately turned around and left the stone steps of the hall. After Cao Zhenchun saw that there was no one around, he turned around and left with his hands.

It took me a long time to go through the quiet hall, but the night gradually became darker. The same color fluttered in the wind in the dark color, and then fell down. I stepped on the white stone bricks and walked up the stone steps step by step. I suddenly stopped in front of the hall gate, and the raised white hair slowly drooped on my shoulders.

After a moment, his hand was placed on the hall gate.

One side of the heavy palace gate was pushed open.

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On the dragon couch with the golden curtain, there were occasionally murmuring, and then there were bursts of coughing.

An unpleasant smell of medicine remained in the air.

"Water Medicine" figure was circulating in the curtain, then sat up and called out, "Zhen Chun, bring my elixir and serve a bowl of honey water, I am so thirsty."

It was quiet outside, and there was a little someone talking under the dim candlelight.

"Official family, let's serve you to take medicine."

The figure in the curtain stopped suddenly while shaking. Zhao Ji opened his dry and tilted lips, pinched his voice, calming down, "This sound is not Cao Zhenchun."

"It's Bai Ning." A person's name flashed out in his mind immediately.

The moment he pulled the curtain open, his eyes widened and his pupils shrank, and an unknown figure radiated from his eyes at dusk came over in the blink of an eye.

It was a face full of coldness and hideousness that slowly appeared with the light of candlelight.

Black steps slowly stepped onto the golden steps and came to the dragon couch.

"Bai Ning, what are you going to do?" Zhao Ji shouted out loudly, trying to attract the guards outside, but after the sound, there was no movement outside.

"You want to be a lord"

"I am Zhao Ji, you can't do this in the Emperor of Wu Dynasty!!"

"You can't get out of here"

He shook his lips and spoke very quickly. The figure in front of him was still staring at him motionlessly. Zhao Ji immediately jumped out of the bed and wanted to escape, but his feet touched the ground and his body fell weakly to the ground.

His whole body suddenly was covered in fine sweat. In the candlelight, his eyes were deep, and his face was a little blue-gray, and he leaned against the bed a little limply. "I feel so uncomfortable with Xiao Ningzi giving me spiritual medicine."

Bai Ning took out a box from his robe and opened it. He took out a few vermilion pills and shook them in the other party's sight, "Your Majesty, is this?"

"Yes, I won't care about anything. I decided to be a good emperor, a good emperor." Zhao Ji, with his scattered hair, covered his chest and said intermittently, his mind a little unclear.

The figure there was silent for a moment, and the vermilion pill was pinched in Bai Ning's hand and handed it over. Zhao Ji, who was obviously poisoned, raised his head and opened his mouth to hold it.

The moment it was almost at the mouth, the pill was taken back and put into another mouth.

The figure with his mouth opened was staring at the other person's chewing movements. His dry throat could not make any sound. He weakly raised his finger and pointed, "You, I."

"Shh"

Bai Ning put his finger on his mouth and made a silence move, "Official family, don't you understand? Your confidant has changed your spiritual medicine long ago. You are taking another counterfeit fake medicine from An Daoquan. It's right. Not only this time, our family thought about it, the concubines in your palace all took a medicine that would not get pregnant, so only Concubine Shu gave birth to Longzi."

"Do you still remember the few palace maids you were lucky? Two of them were pregnant with dragon seeds, but unfortunately they were thrown into the calciner and burned until now. You don't know."

"And even Concubine Shu and Yan Qing are not dead. Are you very angry now?"

The palm stretched over to cover Zhao Ji's mouth and nose, and his cold voice ignored the emperor who was struggling on the ground and continued to say: "Don't blame our family for being vicious, as long as you have tried the things you have placed around you, the helplessness of losing."

"So our family won't mind what others think of me anymore."

"Our family just doesn't want to see you still live happily."

The people on the ground were struggling more and less, Bai Ning still covered the other person's mouth and nose with force, tears flowing out of his eyes, and then he cried out.

His crying was twisted like a madman.

Outside, the sky gradually turned white.
Chapter completed!