Chapter 237 Lonely Sand Dune Cold 10

"I heard that you have been kneeling for a day to see my widow." Zhao He curled up and said softly.

Probably he was afraid that Zhao Xin would hurt the king of Zhao, so he searched his body carefully in advance, and beside Zhao Xin, several warriors with the hilt of the sword looked at each other.

Now it's time to socialize in spring and summer, but Zhao He is still curled up in the thick quilt, pale and seems to be a serious illness.

"Now that you have seen me, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Zhao Xin gritted his teeth and kowtowed; "Your Majesty, the master has been trapped in the palace for more than 20 days without water and rice, and now he is in danger. Please give an edict to welcome the master.

"Oh." Zhao He just hummed gently. His face was still pale, and he didn't even blink his eyelashes. He seemed to be listening to something that had nothing to do with him.

"What's more, what else do you want to say? Just say it. I'm listening."

Zhao Xin said sadly and angrily, "Your Majesty, your father is innocent, and he is your father. Why are you so ruthless!"

"Loveless? Wang's father?" Zhao He smiled gently, and his smile was full of contempt. Obviously, he was fifteen years old, but his expression seemed to see through the coldness and warmth of the world.

"When Zhao Zhang wanted to kill me, did he think that he was my father?"

"The Lord is innocent! This matter was all caused by An Yangjun, and the master did not know it in advance.

Zhao He suddenly grinned and said, "If you don't know, can you push it clean? You know how painful my heart is. I can't wait to die here immediately.

"The two palaces between the east and west are only a few hundred feet apart. Zhao Zhang killed me, but he lived in peace and didn't listen. After Zhao Zhang's defeat, he actually covered up for him. Do you know that the 50,000 troops of the Nanjing Battalion were urgently mobilized that night I was killed? If I hadn't found it in time, I'm afraid I'm already in a different place. Who else can mobilize it except him?

Zhao He roared with all his strength and almost roared, "With such a father, how can I not be ruthless? With such a father, how can I not follow suit."

Zhao Xin raised his head and no longer begged, but just sneered and seemed to be sneer. Zhao He's wide-eyed eyes said angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

Zhao Xin sneered, "I laugh that the king is so stupid and hopelessly stupid."

"Presumptuous." A personal guard angrily pulled out his knife, but was stopped by Zhao He.

Zhao He looked at Zhao Xin and said angrily, "What are you talking about? I'm not stupid."

Zhao Xin said coldly, "Your father is your father. You are the closest person to him in the world. It's ridiculous that you know nothing about your father's style of behavior. Let me ask you, since the master's thirteenth accession to the throne, he has done one uncertain thing, but he has made a decisive decision. If he wants to abolish you and kill you, how can you lie here intact today?

"Think about it yourself. This time, it seems that all the spearheads are aimed at the master and An Yangjun, but it is also full of loopholes. If the Lord wants to act, why did he transfer Yulin away? If An Yangjun is instructed by his father to kill you, why is he unprepared? Zhao Xi and other generals of Nanjing University Camp are all battlefield generals who have experienced a lot of battles. How can they be so stupid? They have been defeated before they have done anything.

"Don't you think it's too coincidental that all this adds up? If the master acts, how can he be so tiger-headed and snake-tailed? With his means and his actions, do you think he will end up dying?"

Zhao He clenched his fist, and his nails almost fell into the meat. These days, he has forced himself not to think about anything about his father and not to let anyone in the palace mention everything about his father. He thought he could forget his father, but he didn't.

Anger made him lose his mind, and despair made him lose his eyes. After knowing that his father was going to kill him, he kept telling himself that he could not be soft-hearted. He is the king of the State of Zhao. He can't be soft-hearted and flinch. If you want to save your life, you must be ruthless and kill all those who want to kill you as Zhao Cheng and Li Wei said.

Even his father is no exception.

So he ignored his father and let Zhao Cheng and Li Dui trap him in the palace. He even began to deceive himself, thinking that he could deceive himself and the world.

But he still can't deceive himself after all. He did not forget his father who endured hunger in the palace, the father he loved.

Zhao Xin's words hit his heart like a heavy hammer. At the beginning, he didn't think that there would be secrets in it, but anger and despair made him tend to extremes. Now that Zhao Xin said something, Zhao He remembered that there were many loopholes in it.

Yes, as Zhao Xin said, his father has been safe all his life and is famous for planning and then moving. How could he make such a mistake and lead a completely farce coup.

Bean-sized beads of sweat dripped from Zhao He's forehead. He suddenly realized that all this seemed to be based on Zhao Cheng and Li's words, whether it was a conspiracy or a rebellion.

And all this seemed to be too coincidental. Coincidentally, he couldn't help guessing that it was a scene arranged by people.

The past gushed out like running water, and his father treated him as if it were in front of him. He began to be uneasy, afraid and regretful. If he treats his father so ruthlessly, how sad he should be. He will be so sad!

Zhao Xin quietly looked at Zhao He sitting on the couch under the hall and did not say anything about Zhao He's thoughts. He knew that the king of Zhao was not a fool, but he was blinded. Now he has said what he should say. As for where to go, he can do nothing but see how Zhao He chooses.

Zhao He suddenly pulled away the brocade generation, walked out of the bed, grabbed Zhao Xin, and said urgently, "Quick, hurry up, take me to see my father. I want to see my father!"

Zhao Xin held down the ecstasy in his heart and almost said in a trembling voice, "The last general takes the order."

"King!" The bodyguard beside him couldn't help reminding him. Zhao He looked back angrily and said fiercely, "No one is allowed to follow, and no one is allowed to tell anyone, especially Fengyangjun. If anyone dares to disobey the order, I will destroy his family.

It was Zhao Heping who treated people gently. Now when he was angry, people didn't dare to look directly. Those bodyguards didn't dare to talk too much, so they had to kneel on the ground to take orders.

On the post road leading to the Dune Palace in Handan, a carriage is galloping. Although the appearance of the carriage looks ordinary, if someone observes it carefully, you can't find that the horse pulling the carriage is abnormal.

Zhao Xin sat in the driver's seat, with an anxious look on his face, just waving his whip to control the horse. Although the post road was flatter than the ordinary road, it was still bumpy under the high speed. Zhao Xin couldn't help looking back at the canopy behind him with a sad face and asked loudly, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Zhao He's face was extremely pale, his eyes were closed, and his weak body could only be barely fixed by grasping both sides with his hands. Hearing Zhao Xin's greeting, he just shook his head and said, "You can drive as fast as possible. You don't have to worry about me. I can hold on."

"Good." Zhao Xin turned around and raised the horse whip and suddenly abstracted the horse's buttocks. The horse hissed in pain and pulled the carriage harder and ran furiously.

At a corner, Zhao Xin pulled the reins and slowed down, but suddenly his face changed greatly. In an instant, his body suddenly leaned back into the carport.

"Be careful." Zhao Xin shouted loudly. Almost at the same time, the sound of bows and strings sounded in the grass on the roadside, and several cold stars flew. Zhao Xin had already avoided the arrow disease, hugged Zhao He tightly and suddenly jumped up, broke out of the roof of the car, and fell on the roadside to draw his sword to warn.

The war horse was not so lucky. With a long hiss under several arrows in his body, he still pulled the broken car and rushed forward dozens of steps. With a sad cry, he knelt on the ground, and his nostrils were bleeding, and he was already out of breath.

Dozens of people in the grass dodged and rushed out. Some with long swords and some hand-held crossbow machines were already on the strings, staring at Zhao Xin and the two.

"It's you!" Zhao Xin has recognized the first person with a cold look.

"So it's you."