On the third night, Wei Yang and his team rushed back to the capital.

As soon as he entered the city gate, Wei Yang asked Han Yi to take everyone to send the prisoners and witnesses to the Marquis’ Mansion of Jiading: "Talk them to the Marquis in person, and someone will take them to mention them later."

A young soldier from the city gate guard looked up and down, then looked at Shi Pan who was sitting next to him with a cold face, suddenly stepped forward and asked, "But the third lady of the Duke's Mansion?"

The group looked at him in surprise.

Zhang Yao stood directly to the side of the carriage, pressed his hand against his waist, and his eyes were full of vigilance: "What is the explanation for the official?"

Official?!

This name is very strange.

Which one is not bigger than me?

The young guard waved his hand and said he didn't dare to take it, and then said, "You are just back. The villain reported to you about the latest news."

"Tell me." Wei Fei had long felt that the atmosphere at the city gate was wrong - the sun had just set in the west, and there was no people coming and going at the city gate. This was unscientific!

The young guard crossed his hands and bowed, whispering: "After the day before yesterday, His Highness Jin was assassinated when he left the city and was seriously injured and unconscious..."

Everyone took a breath!

Everyone was frightened and looked at each other!

The half-released car curtain in Weiyang was lifted up with a silence: "What!? How is Jin Wang's injury now?"

"I heard that I woke up around noon today, but my legs... I'm afraid I'm useless." The young guard sighed and said softly:

"There are even worse things. The news that King Jin was assassinated was severely injured. I heard that Princess Jin was fainted at that time and was moved. There was no one in charge in the side palace at that time..."

"And what!? You're so breathless! I'm so anxious!" Shi Pan wanted to kill the kid and slapped his thigh.

"Princess Jin, blood-collapsed, lost. One corpse and two lives." The young guard's voice became lower and lower, and he drooped his head. After saying that, he took a step back and said nothing more.

The scene was silent.

"Enter the palace." Wei Yang leaned on the carriage tiredly, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Cui Piao quietly asked Cui Wei and Uncle Yin to follow Wei Li, Shi Pan, and himself to take the others back with Han Yi.

The large group of people walked away slowly.

"I'll go to the Jin Prince's Mansion." Shi Pan suddenly lifted the curtain and flew away.

Cui Wei looked at Wei Xiao, who was still motionless in the corner of the carriage, felt uneasy, and buckled the car door and urged Uncle Yin softly: "Dad, go faster."

The carriage was rugged and soon arrived at the palace gate.

This time, the guard finally had a look. When he heard that it was the third wife of the Wei family, he hurriedly divided the people to take her in: "It's time to lay the keys for the palace gate soon, I'm sorry you came a moment ago."

After a while, they waited for their horses to pull him up, they asked in a low voice: "How is Your Majesty?"

"Ah! Did you hear that? His Majesty spat blood at that time... Doctor Qiu led two or three imperial physicians and had not left the palace for two days."

He huhed in a slight voice, looked at the horse, turned over, led it to Zichen Palace.

The back hall of Zichen Hall.

Emperor Duan Fang opened his eyes wide and looked straight at Cheng Chen above his head and the walls that were drawing dragons and phoenixes, with a mess in his mind.

With a burst of rapid and light footsteps, Zhen Sanjiu appeared beside his bed with a slight panting: "Your Majesty! The third lady is back! You're about to arrive at the gate of the palace!"

"Who?" Emperor Duan Fang was slow for a moment.

"Three little lady... Ajie, Ajie is back!" Sanjiu's voice was light, anxious and distressed.

Duan Fangdi hurriedly reached out, supported Sanjiu, and sat up hard: "Ah Ji is back? Ah? Is that true?"

As he spoke, he was already crying.

At this time, Wei Yang had already rushed into the hall gate and ran over with her skirt and said, "Your Majesty! Grandpa!"

"Ah Jing! Ah Jing!" Duan Fangdi sat on the bed and stretched out his hand at her, his beard trembling on his jaw, "Ah Jing! My Ah Zhi, my poor Ah Zhi, is useless! His child is gone, he can't even save a child! Ah Jing! My miserable Ah Zheng!"

Emperor Duan Fang hugged Wei Xiao and cried bitterly!

"Grandpa! Grandpa! You can still cure it! You are the emperor, you can find the best doctor in the world! As long as you are alive, you are not afraid, you can cure it!"

Tears were pouring in his mouth, holding Emperor Duan Fang, who had grown ten times older after a few days, and helped him follow his back one after another.

Emperor Duan Fang cried and kept talking: "It's all my fault! If I don't let go, I will pull him hard and not allow him to touch these things...

"If I just put him in the mansion and refused to let him participate in politics, he had no reputation or power, no one would think he was a threat, and he would not have the end of today...

"It's all my fault! It's all my fault that I'm so obsessed with being the emperor!"

As he said that, he was about to slap himself in the face!

He hugged his hand with tears in his face: "I knew it would be like this for a long time, right? Is it the fate of being in the imperial family, right?

"What's the use of blame yourself? It's not that you let them fight! Since ancient times, the power is charming, and the dragon throne has made people even more crazy!

"You have tried hard to be a kind father, a good grandfather, and a good brother, a good comrade-in-arms emperor! I understand them if they don't understand! Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault!"

Emperor Duan Fang hugged her and cried to death.

He accompanied him in a slight manner, crying heartbrokenly.

Zhen Sanjiu slowly retreated, waved his hand, and signaled the imperial physicians, eunuchs and palace people guarding the bedroom to retreat quietly.

Linguan Hall gate, Sanjiu looked at the two grandparents and grandchildren who were hugging their heads and crying.

When he arrived outside, Doctor Qiu felt dizzy.

The sharp-eyed Zhen Sanjiu hurriedly helped him and touched a chair. Doctor Qiu sat down relaxedly, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and let out a long breath.

"Look..." Zhen Sanjiu asked carefully, and his eyes signaled to the back hall.

Doctor Qiu nodded slowly and sighed: "That's good! Just cry! Your Majesty has been liver fire over the past two days... I'm afraid..."

Zhen Sanjiu followed and chanted Buddha. After thinking about it, he called two eunuchs, one to Queen Wu and the other to Concubine Cui, and went to deliver a letter and said.

"This old man and a young man are also fate in the previous life. I feel half ashamed of having the young lady Ah Jing take care of Your Majesty." Dr. Qiu sighed.

"Ah Jiao is back?!"

Zhen Sanjiu looked up, but saw someone walking outside the hall gate. It was Ban Xin.

Because Emperor Duanfang was not in good health, he ordered him to enter the palace and temporarily lead the imperial guards. The capital guards and the city gate guards were temporarily handed over to Duke Shen.

Ban Xin was surprised: "She will be back so soon?"

"Yes. I don't know what's going on. It seems that I heard the guards talk about this after entering the city. The young lady did not return to the house and went straight to the palace."

As Zhen Sanjiu spoke, he reached out to wipe his tears, "Fortunately, she is back. From the time when something happened, His Majesty has been glaring and not talking. I am really afraid that he will be suffocated."

Ban Xin nodded speechlessly, sighed, stood on the high steps outside Zichen Hall with his hands behind his back, looking at the thin waning moon in the sky, and murmured:

"She returned to Beijing halfway and brought it back may not be any good news."
Chapter completed!