Chapter 372 Assassination 2

This is Ling Jingshu's voice!

The Crown Prince suddenly shuddered and reflexively looked at the Prince.

He saw the Prince with a look of shock, the eunuch standing beside the Prince, and the eunuch's cold smile. He saw the eunuch holding something in his hand and stabbing the Prince.

The Prince was alerted by that voice and had already sensed the danger. He stepped back and kicked the eunuch hard. The eunuch was kicked several meters away and fell to the ground with a scream.

However, it was too late.

The Prince's waist hurt slightly, and he had been stabbed by the poison needle.

His heart was surging, and a layer of black air quickly covered his face.

What a domineering poison needle!

The Crown Prince's whole body was shaken, and his handsome face turned pale: "Father!"

The incident happened too quickly, so fast that no one could react in time. The Emperor was still looking down at the Prince of Yan, who had not yet stopped bleeding in his arms, while Wei Yan and Doctor Zhou were looking down to give the Prince of Yan first aid.

The exclamations of Ling Jingshu and the Crown Prince reached everyone's ears one after another. In just a moment, the Crown Prince's face was already dark and he was about to fall.

A slender figure rushed over, supported the Crown Prince's body before he fell, and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms as quickly as possible, poured out a few pills, and stuffed them into the Crown Prince's mouth.

The poison on the poison needle was too strong and overbearing. The Crown Prince was already conscious and his eyes were dark. Only a pleasant-sounding girl's voice sounded in his ears: "Your Highness, this is an antidote pill, take it quickly."

Fortunately, she brought this bottle of antidote pills with her. At this critical moment of life and death, she might be able to save the Crown Prince's life from the hands of the King of Hell.

The Crown Prince still had a trace of consciousness and swallowed the pill with all his strength.

Then he fainted.

At this moment, everyone reacted.

The emperor's face suddenly turned pale, bloodless, and his voice trembled: "Wei Yan, go and save the prince! Go!"

Although the wound on the prince's chest was serious, his life was not in danger. But the prince, who was hit by such a fierce poison needle, was afraid that his life would be in danger.

Wei Yan responded without hesitation, handed the rescue of the prince to Zhou, and then quickly went to the prince's side.

The prince was unconscious, and it was all thanks to Ling Jingshu's support that he did not fall down. The crown prince strode over and supported the prince's other arm.

Wei Yan looked at Ling Jingshu, who was nervous and pale, with pity and pity. However, the situation was too urgent at this time, and there was no time to say a word.

The two people's eyes met quickly. Wei Yan immediately set his eyes on the prince's face. The prince's face was covered with black air, and his breathing was very weak, which was a sign of being poisoned.

It was too late to carry the prince into the house, and he had to be treated immediately.

Wei Yan looked more solemn than ever before, and ordered in a deep voice: "Put the prince gently on the ground, I want to bleed him."

The Crown Prince seemed calm on the surface, and followed Wei Yan's orders without hesitation.

Ling Jingshu was weak, so Yang Wei stepped forward immediately and replaced Ling Jingshu, and worked together with the Crown Prince to carefully lay the prince flat on the ground.

...

Wei Yan squatted down and took the thickest and longest gold needle without hesitation. Black blood soon overflowed from the gold needle, which looked even more thrilling against the pale face of the prince.

The Crown Prince did not speak, and silently wiped the blood for the prince with a handkerchief. His handsome face was like a stone statue, exuding a heart-pounding chill.

No one knew how much he hated and annoyed he was at this moment!

He hated the ruthlessness of King Yan! Regret for his self-confidence and arrogance!

He knew that the Prince of Yan had bad intentions, but he was confident that he could handle everything. He stepped into the palace with a rash heart and fell into this trap.

The female assassin in front of him was just a cover to assassinate the emperor.

The Prince of Yan blocked the sword for the emperor, which not only won the emperor's trust, but also successfully cleared his suspicion. The most important thing is that it attracted everyone's attention. When everyone is off guard, it is the time for the real assassin to launch.

The Prince of Yan's target has always been the prince.

If Ling Jingshu had not been careful and sharp, noticed the abnormality of the eunuch, and warned him in time. If Ling Jingshu had not been quick and fed the prince with the detoxification pill in time. At this moment, the prince would have already died...

Once the prince died, the Prince of Yan, who was deeply trusted and favored by the emperor, would naturally become the new crown prince with the credit of saving the emperor's life.

What a Prince of Yan!

What a gamble!

And he, for his unspeakable selfishness, only wanted the Prince of Yan to reveal his true colors as soon as possible so that he could get rid of him, and he didn't even care about the Emperor's life. But he just happened to fall into the calculation of the Prince of Yan...

Since the day he was born, he has been a noble grandson of the Emperor. He has been smooth sailing over the years and has unconsciously regarded himself highly. He kept saying that he wanted to deal with the Prince of Yan, but in fact he didn't really take the Prince of Yan seriously.

This carefully planned assassination was undoubtedly a blow to the head. While it was painful, it also made him truly realize the gap between himself and the Prince of Yan.

In terms of thinking, forbearance, and cruelty, he is not as good as the Prince of Yan. He still has a long way to go, and he must really grow up. Otherwise, how can he talk about the country?

The Crown Prince closed his eyes and forced back the tears that flashed in his eyes.

A man sheds blood but not tears. Now is not the time to regret and blame himself!

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The emperor held the Prince of Yan in his arms, who was unconscious due to excessive blood loss. Because the Prince of Yan could not be moved, he was worried about the prince's injury, but he could not approach him. He could only ask anxiously: "How is the prince now?"

Wei Yan was concentrating on acupuncture and emergency treatment, turning a deaf ear to all the voices.

No one else was qualified to answer on his behalf. The crown prince took a deep breath and answered without turning his head: "Reporting to the emperor, the doctor Wei has been draining the poisonous blood for father."

Poisonous blood is black. Only when the poisonous blood has almost flowed out can the bleeding be stopped and the decoction can be used to detoxify.

Fortunately, the poison gas has not yet attacked the heart. If it is a little later, the prince will die on the spot.

The emperor was anxious and angry.

He had six sons in total, two of whom died early, and the other two had already gone to the fiefdom. The ones left in the capital were the eldest son he valued the most and the youngest son he loved the most.

Now the youngest son was seriously injured, and the eldest son's life and death were unknown. It was like stabbing him twice in the heart. Each stab was deep and painful.

The female assassin committed suicide by poisoning herself, and the eunuch who assassinated the prince also bit the poison in his mouth and died.

Only the sword-dancing women were left, surrounded by the guards, trembling in fear.

The emperor swept his dragon eyes, his eyes were full of anger and murderous intent: "Capture them all and torture them severely. And all the eunuchs and palace maids serving in this palace, also take them down!"