Chapter 89 Mother-Child Gap

In the prime minister's house...

Yin Xiuzhen drank tea. She looked through the map of Dajing Jiangshan and muttered with a smile on her face. At this time, the maid immediately ran over and said, "Master, master, the prince is back."

"Zhaoyu? What did he do when he came back? With doubts in his mouth, he immediately stood up and greeted him to the door. Yin Zhaoyu came back with a group of bodyguards. When he saw Yin Xiuzhen, he reached out and waved his hand to make the bodyguards retreat to one side and looked at Yin Xiuzhen coldly.

Originally, Yin Xiuzhen came to greet him with a fiery heart. Who knew that he looked like this. He was even more angry in doubt, and his voice also sank and said, "Zhaoyu, what are you doing?"

"Mother, did you do the emperor's poison?"

"Is the emperor poisoned?" It was hard to hide this joy in surprise. Yin Zhaoyu stared at him in pain, his eyes turned red, and he roared loudly, "Why? Why did you do this?"

Seeing that he was emotional, Yin Xiuzhen immediately asked the bodyguards and family members to retreat. At this time, there were only their mother and son left in the study. Yin Xiuzhen frowned and said coldly, "Zhaoyu, is this your attitude towards talking for your mother?"

"If you are unfaithful, you don't deserve to be a mother! You are plot to get rid of the emperor. What on earth is this for? You are my mother, but the emperor is my wife. She is the person I will serve all my life. How can you be so selfish, for your own selfish desires, to all people and not to your own son!"

"Pa..." As soon as Yin Zhaoyu finished his words, Yin Xiuzhen slapped him in the face and roared, "Do you think I don't deserve to be a mother?" Do you think I'm selfish? Mother, isn't it all for you? If you were a daughter, your mother would have taken down the Great Jing Kingdom. Why do you need such a hard-working regent? What do you need?"

"Royal country, fate belongs to the child, the child just wants to ask his mother whether the poison given to the emperor under the dust is dictated by the mother!"

"What about it? So what if not?" Yin Xiuzhen was also angry. She looked at Yin Zhaoyu coldly and couldn't believe that her son would rebel against her. She stared at him, her heart fluctuated, and her palms clenched.

"If it's really you, the son can only be sorry for his mother. The child will take his mother to the treacherous house to turn himself in!" Yin Xiuzhen's face was pale and her lips trembled slightly. He looked at his biological mother with heartache and gently spit out the heaviest words in his life.

As soon as his words were said, it immediately aroused Yin Xiuzhen's anger. She stepped forward step by step, looked at Yin Zhaoyu's cold eyes, and said in a low voice, "Is it the emperor who asked you to come? My mother knows that you are an ungrateful thing, do you still want to catch your mother? You can't even get out of this door."

"Mother!"

"Come on! Arrest this rebel and lock him in his cell. Without his order, don't let him out, don't give him food, don't give him water!" After roaring, Yin Xiuzhen staggered angrily and couldn't stand still.

Yin Ping immediately ran over, hugged Yin Xiuzhen's leg and cried, "Master, no, master. He is a prince. He is a prince. If you don't give him food or drink, he will die.

"Get out of here! It's better to die. He doesn't have a daughter, let alone his son. He is just a tool for his appearance, a useless thing!"

"Master, I can't, master..." Yin Ping still held Yin Xiuzhen's leg and didn't want to let go. Yin Xiuzhen kicked it away and said angrily, "Why not? This is a matter of nature. Is it your turn, a little slave, to take care of it? Come on! The stick blames the 20 boards. If you still shout, turn it off together with this rebellious son.

"Yes!" The voices of the light waitresses sounded, and Yin Zhaoyu hurriedly said, "Mother, if there is a mistake, punish me alone. Ping'er is weak and can't stand these 20 boards, mother!"

"Humph!" Yin Xiuzhen walked to Yin Zhaoyu and looked at him coldly and said, "You have this pity for a slave, but you are so cruel to your mother. I really don't know what evil I, Yin Xiuzhen, have you are like a rebellious son. Why don't you act!"

"Yes!" The voices of the waitresses immediately came again. Yin Zhaoyu and Yin Ping knew that there was no hope of saving each other, and they couldn't help shouting at each other: "Sir, Prince!"

"Yin Ping, Ping'er, you must hold on, Ping'er!" Yin Zhaoyu shouted a few times and was dragged away by others. Only Yu Yin Ping kept shouting and said, "You are the opposite. He is the lord of the palace. He is the master of the palace. If you dare to close him, the emperor will not forgive you. Ah...ah..."

When a scream came, Yin Ping's voice became weaker and weaker. He still roared unconvincedly, "You scum, bad guys who don't distinguish right and wrong. The emperor can't forgive you, you can't forgive you."

In the palace...

Fan Jiangxue steamed her body for Jing Li with a medicinal bath. While measuring Jing Li's blood with a silver needle, she touched her pulse and said worried from time to time, "Your Majesty, if you can't stand the high temperature, you must say it early. Don't faint, or the poisonous blood will flow back and attack the heart, that is, the Daluo immortals can't be saved. It's you!"

"I know that I'm fine. Such a temperature is small for me. You can rest assured to heat the water. Just by doing this, how much can this poison be forced out?"

"Alas!" Fan Jiangxue sighed and shook her head and said, "With the power of Weichen, he can only force three points, but the emperor's body will be much weaker after one time. He can't be poisoned for the second time in a short time, so the poisonous blood will flow again. This can only cure the symptoms, not the root cause, and it is necessary to find a better way."

"That means I can't die in a short time, right?" With a cold smile, Jing Li's face turned red with hot water, but the firmness in his eyes did not fade at all. Fan Jiangxue suddenly became hot and couldn't help asking, "Your Majesty, do you still want to compete with the prime minister?"

"I don't want to argue with her. In fact, as long as she can be good to Wanmin and Dajing, what if I give up the throne? But the key is that she can't do it at all, and the most important thing is that she won't believe me.

Fan Jiangxue didn't say anything. After a long time, she hesitated and said, "Your Majesty, according to what I saw, the dusty medical method is similar to a person. This person has been walking in the world for more than 30 years and is highly respected by the people, but she has disappeared in the past ten years, but she is upright and upright. Her disciple My brother should not hurt people behind his back. It's better for Weichen to go to the prison to ask Qingchen for advice, and he can save the emperor's skills.

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