Imperial concubine Chen became crazy. The madness in her eyes was seen, and she was determined to die like home.
Jingdi suppressed the anger and panic on his face, and he returned to his previous indifference and calm.
Just like the little Eunuch in the hands of imperial concubine Chen, he was not the one he put on the tip of his heart.
"Imperial concubine Chen, do you know that carrying a murder weapon in front of the emperor is the crime of beheading!"
"Ha ha ha......" imperial concubine Chen looked at the indifferent appearance of emperor Jing and laughed happily.
"Emperor! Do you think if you pretend you don't care, I won't hurt this male and female monster! You're wrong! I'll kill him!"
With that, imperial concubine Chen took the dagger from Jiuji's neck.
The hand holding the dagger stabbed Jiuji in the waist.
From beginning to end, Jiuji didn't resist.
It's not that she doesn't want to resist, but that she has no power.
When she was in a coma, the only thing in her mind was the specious sentence of giving up the soul.
"It's time for the host to return..."
host? Return?
If Jiuji can speak, she just wants to pull out the thing called Jiehun and break it into pieces.
It hurts!
"Xiao Jiu!!!"
The sound of giving up the soul slowly dissipated, followed by the voice of the emperor's surprise and eagerness.
Jiuji sighed helplessly and completely fainted.
Just when imperial concubine Chen stabbed the knife in her hand into Jiuji's waist, a large number of Imperial troops poured into the hall.
They only saw the angry and gloomy face of the emperor and the concubine standing in the hall with a dagger in her hand.
Without waiting for the emperor's command, the bow and arrow in his hand had been shot at imperial concubine Chen.
Although not thousands of arrows pierce the heart, dozens of bows and arrows pierce the body together.
The taste of pain made the distortion on imperial concubine Chen's face unable to be exposed, so she lost her breath and slowly fell to the ground.
Before she fell to the ground, Jiuji also fell to the ground.
Emperor Jing quickly took Jiuji into his arms.
"Too doctor! Pass on too doctor!!"
……
On the Dragon couch in Qianqing palace, Emperor Jing tightly hugged the man in his arms.
Cover the wound on the waist of the person in your arms with both hands.
"Emperor, the imperial doctor has arrived." Xiao Qinzi quickly ran in and reported back and forth.
King Di's gloomy eyes went straight away, "let people roll in!"
After Xiao Qinzi flew away, more than a dozen imperial doctors walked into the bedroom in panic.
"Cure him for me. If you can't cure him, none of you want to live in peace!"
Li Taiyi was also here. He knew that he was really angry when he heard the tone of King di.
The doctors around didn't dare to come forward, but they respectfully apologized and said they would do their best.
When others were wordy, Dr. Li took the initiative to come forward.
He stood by the Dragon couch and looked carefully at the wound covered by the king.
The wound was covered by the king emperor. He couldn't see the injury at all. "Please let go of Duke Ji and the minister can check his injury."
King Wen Yan's bloody hands left the wound.
Doctor Li stepped forward two steps and stretched out his hand to press the wound. "Emperor, Grandpa Ji is OK, but there is more bleeding and the wound needs to be treated."
Hearing his words, Emperor Jing gave him a cold glance.
The clear meaning in your eyes is that you're not quick to cure if you're wordy.
Seeing this, Doctor Li quickly stretched out his hand to take Jiuji's clothes back.
Seeing this, Emperor Jing hugged the man in his arms behind him again and stepped back, "what are you going to do?"
Unhappy words were revealed, which was also full of killing intention.
Doctor Li felt the momentum of emperor Jing's whole body, and a cold sweat exuded from his forehead.
"Back to the emperor, the minister will treat the wound for Grandpa Ji."