"One day you will be like your father. The father hopes that you and your brothers can go hand in hand like you and your uncle."

Emperor Huaru immediately said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, Father, I sincerely treat my emperor, and Ru'er will definitely treat you kindly!"

"Um."

Di Huaru left.

The emperor stood there, looking at the curtain that had been closed, his eyes deep and he remained motionless for a long time.

Di Huaru walked out of Xuande Gate, and the carriage was already waiting outside.

Qinghe lifted the curtain of the car, and Di Huaru got on the carriage.

Soon, the carriage drove away from the palace.

Di Huaru sat in the carriage, his eyes closed.

He listened to the sound of wheels outside and the silence around him, and many thoughts passed through his mind.

The last thing my father said today is very clear. The throne belongs to him and will not change.

From the beginning to the end, the father never thought of passing the throne to Emperor Jiuqian, or Emperor Jiuqian.

And the father said these words not only to tell him that the throne belongs to him, or to tell him not to do anything against his brothers.

What he wants to see is that brothers are harmonious and the emperor is coming together.

My father, he has already noticed his thoughts about Di Jiuqian and Di Jiujin?

Di Huaru opened his eyes, and a dark light flashed through his eyes.

After Emperor Jiujin left the palace, he returned to the royal palace, and after giving some instructions, he took a few capable followers to Cangzhou immediately.

Time waits for no one, he must arrive in Cangzhou as soon as possible.

As Di Jiujin left the imperial city, it can be said that after Di Jiujin left a hundred meters away from the royal palace to the palace, the secret guards sent the news to Qi Sui.

Qi Sui quickly sent the news to Emperor Yu, who was in Cangzhou.

Emperor Jiujin left the palace, went to the palace, and left the palace, and left the city. He had to tell the prince where he was going and what he wanted to do.

Time passed, the sun was rising high, and the sky became brighter.

At this moment, Decheng underground money house.

Inner courtyard.

Daiz quickly brought the medicine to the bedroom, "Prince, the medicine is here!"

The medicine is dry herbs, not newly picked, but it is normal. If you want to pick these medicines fresh, you don’t even think about it at that time.

These medicines are immediately transferred from various pharmacies.

In Emperor Lin, many pharmacies were under the name of the prince, and the precious medicinal materials were used by the royal family.

When Dez came to the bed, the black blood had spread along the wooden board to the corner of the table, like a winding blood road, which was shocking to see.

The bedroom is filled with rich fishy sweetness, which makes people feel restless.

Daizi held the medicinal materials tightly and looked at Shang Liangyue.

My eyes were closed, and my black and purple lips had gradually recovered at this time. However, if you look closely, there was a layer of lilac.

The poison has not been forced out yet.

Seeing this, Detz held his hands tightly, and the herbs also tightly.

But soon, Dez relaxed his hands and the medicinal herbs in her hand disappeared.

Daiz paused and immediately looked at Di Yu.

The herb fell in the air, Di Yu's palm blew, and the herb also moved, and then, wow!

The herb suddenly exploded, but it did not break and disappear, but turned into powder and was pushed into Shang Liangyue's body by Di Yu.

The hand that had been falling on Shang Liangyue's back was not relaxed.

In other words, for an hour since Daici left, Di Yu has been tying Shang Liangyue to poison him.

Dez looked at this scene and his eyes were very painful.

He kept killing a person with poison for an hour, and even no matter how powerful his martial arts were, he could not stand it.

Detz was worried.

As the herb powder fell into Shang Liangyue's body, Di Yu's palm that fell on her back moved, and Shang Liangyue changed from being facing Di Yu to facing Di Yu.

Di Yu's palm fell in front of her heart, which was the place where Shang Liangyue was injured.

However, Di Yu's palm did not press on Shang Liangyue's wound, but was half a finger away from her wound, and internal energy continued to pass through.

At the same time, he tapped several large holes on Shang Liangyue's body with his other hand. Soon, Daiz saw several black streams gathering from Shang Liangyue's body and spreading to her wounds.

Then, it extends to Di Yu's hand.

Seeing this, Dez's face changed drastically, "Prince!"

The prince is trying to force Shang Liangyue’s poison on him!

Dez's heart was tight and his whole body was tense.

Can't you force the poison out? You can only force yourself?

Daiz's mind flashed quickly and said, "Prince, force it to the lord!"

“…”

Di Yu ignored her, and even stopped at all.

Seeing this, Dez knelt on the ground with a loud bang, "Prince!"

“…”

The black stream continued to flow into Shang Liangyue's wounds and quickly rushed into Di Yu's hand. When the last black stream flowed into Di Yu's palm, Di Yu immediately stopped.

He quickly pointed his fingers to several large acupoints on Shang Liangyue's body, and then pointed the acupoints on his body.

But despite this, he still spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Prince!"

Daizi stepped forward and immediately went to help Di Yu, but Di Yu brushed away her and hugged Shang Liangyue who was falling toward the bed.

At this moment, the lilac on Shang Liangyue's lips was no longer there, and it returned to its original paleness.

Di Yu looked at Shang Liangyue, and his fingertips fell on her wrist pulse.

The pulse is weak and even appears and disappears from time to time.

Her body has reached the end of her strength.

A fishy and sweet feeling suddenly surged in Di Yu's throat, but he suppressed it.

"Brush, ink, paper and inkstone."

His voice was hoarse and his voice fell to hell.

Daiz looked at Di Yu's face. The prince had never expressed his emotions, but now, this face that was always invisible has a hint of paleness.

Prince...

Di Yu put Shang Liangyue on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

His fingertips fell on her face, rubbing them gently, and a terrible red color surged in his eyes.

Lan'er, I won't let you leave me.

Even gods and Buddhas!

Daiz quickly brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Di Yu wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, sat on the desk, picked up the brush, and quickly wrote something on the paper.

He is still him, the God of War who will never fall.

Dez didn't know what, but her eyes turned red in an instant.

Something wants to pour out.

It is not easy for the prince. For the first time in so many years, he has a person he likes, but he can protect thousands of people, but he cannot protect the people he loves.

He was uncomfortable.

Di Yu quickly handed the prescription to Dez, "half an hour."

"yes!"

Dez turned and left.

At this moment, she just wished that the medicine could be boiled out immediately and given it to the prince immediately.

Di Yu looked at the closed door and stood up, but before he could stand up, his hand fell on the armrest of the chair and vomited blood.

And the blood that was spit out was black.

Di Yu looked at the black blood, his eyes rolling in his murmness.
To be continued...