MTL - Your Majesty Please Calm Down-Chapter 103

Ji Heng sent Sheng Anhuai to inform the cabinet and the Queen Mother that he had something to do. He did not bring one person and chased the capital.

Ji Zhao and his entourage were transported, and they could not go too fast. Ji Heng quickly caught up with her.

The two of them are only two decades old. When they see each other, they seem to have not seen each other for years. The attitude between them is somewhat strange.

Ji Heng thought, she must have known what. He wants to explain at the moment, but he can't open his mouth.

Ji Zhao asked him to talk about his mouth many times, but she was afraid that she would not be able to recover once she opened her mouth. She can pretend that she doesn't know anything, but once she knows, what should she do?

The two thus deceived each other and carefully maintained the fragile calm. The words between them became less and less, and then almost a whole day was relatively silent. But his eyes are always entangled in her, unable to stay away. He gave up riding and took the same carriage with her. When she was sleepy, he hugged her to sleep, and she never refused. Once she dreamed in the carriage, dreaming that he said sorry to her over and over again, the wind blew up the scarlet plum, and dyed his tears.

When she woke up, she found her eyes sore and his clothes were wet.

In fact, she no longer has to speak. Putting everything together is enough to piece together a complete fact. He kept saying sorry to her, he sent people to kill the assassins, the dying words of the fish that slipped through the net, she accurately found the forest bones in the cave... These things show that he is the real murderer, or what he is defending people.

Who is worthy of his strength to maintain? Who else will assassinate her in order to defend him?

Probably only the Queen Mother.

However, the Queen Mother is not a person in power. In the same year, he was very constrained in the deep palace. Moreover, Chen Wuyong secretly monitored. The Queen Mother wanted to send people to commit assassination. How difficult is it? Even if she succeeds, it is hard for him to be a son.

The most motivated, most qualified, and most likely murderer is actually the only one.

Ji Zhao asked not to export. She is wrapping the truth with a layer of tulle. As long as she does not speak, they will never see the day.

She thought, even if she knew the truth, his identity was too special, she could not afford to take revenge.

However, whether he is a real murderer or an accomplice, she can't be with him. Since she chose to escape, she could not face such a person every day.

She loves him, but she and her are separated by blood and vengeance. Although this hatred was deliberately obscured by her, she became less and more thorny, but... this is the gully that she will never be able to pass through in her life.

Ji Zhao stayed in Gusu for half a month. After burying her parents, she has nothing to do and she doesn't know where to go.

She simply cleaned up things and quietly left at a dawn. She did not say goodbye to him, the so-called ignorance, that is, it is difficult to speak.

However, Ji Heng has been waiting for her departure, waiting for the rabbit.

She kept her head down for a long time and finally said, "Let's not let it go."

She really knows everything. Ji Heng had already guessed this and had already expected her choice. But now, listening to her own words, his heart still hurts into a ball.

He did not answer her words, but took her all the way and ran to the tomb of Mr. Ji and his wife.

In front of the tombstone, Ji Heng said to Ji Zhao, "Today, all debts are caused by me. If you want to seek revenge, just come." Then he took the decapitation and handed it to Ji Zhao.

Ji Zhao did not pick up, she smiled bitterly. "Why are you doing this."

"Azhao, you know what I mean," he held the dagger stubbornly and looked up at her. "I want to be nice with you."

"What do you mean, let me put down the murder of the father and go back with you?"

"Azhao, I mean... I want to compensate you with my life, can I?" He looked at her, his voice with a faint pleading.

"You don't have to live for a lifetime, just for a moment. Ji Heng, don't think I don't dare to do it." Ji Zhao said, and he took the dagger and thorned under his collarbone. Although she is not very strong, this scorpion is a good blade, so that it will be stabbed in.

Ji Heng snorted and felt a pain in the wound. Although the heart was not stabbed, it was more painful than the wound. He licked the wound, couldn't take care of the blood oozing from his fingers, and looked up and smiled at her. "If you don't hate it, you can have a few more."

"No need." Ji Zhao calmed his face and looked at the glaring redness that he was pointing at. She really didn't know who he was and she was more awkward.

"So, would you like to go back with me?"

Ji Zhao bent over and pulled out a bottle of gold sore medicine from her. She was relieved. "You can't die," said, returning the golden sore medicine to him again. "Ji Heng, from now on, I will break with you, and return to the bridge." When the bridge road returns, the old and the dead do not come and go." Ji Zhao said, turned and left.

Ji Heng didn't think she was really unrequited. He didn't want to hold her leg. "A Zhao, don't go, please don't go..." The action touched the wound, and the blood flowed out a lot. He But I can't take care of it.

Ji Zhao wanted to break him away. However, although he was injured, his strength was great. He held her legs and did not let go. She couldn't bear to force him to kick him, and the two were deadlocked.

Listening to Ji Heng’s pains and pleading over and over again, Ji Zhao’s eyes were sore and finally he shed tears. “Ji Heng, don’t push too much.”

"Azhao, don't go." His blood was much lost, his lips gradually whitened, like a frost. He was kneeling on the ground, holding her leg stubbornly, her face pressed against her lap. Even for an ordinary person, this position is a bit humble, not to mention that he is an emperor.

Ji Zhao took a deep breath and said with a bite, "You killed my parents but wanted me to marry you. Is this too bully?"

Ji Heng seemed to be stunned by a thunderous thunder. He looked up and looked at her in shock. "I? Kill Mr. Ji? Why did you start? How can I kill Mr. Ji?!"

"Not that you killed, you sent people to kill."

"No, not me! Azhao, Mr. Ji is the person I trust the most. How can I harm him?"

Ji Zhaozhen came down and looked at him. "Well, you explain to me why you should send someone to assassinate the murderer of the year? Why do you obviously find the bones of my parents, but have never covered me? Why? I have to work hard to find someone to pretend that the guide will take me to the cave?"

Ji Heng quickly thought about it, and probably understood it. Someone must have told him bad things about Ji Zhao, and the person who made the lie was half-truthed. She confirmed that she had to believe. Ji Heng is deeply sneaky, and this kind of falsehood is the most difficult thing to watch out for. He flashed and said, "I am really not behind the scenes. I will explain this to you later. You tell me how you found the cave."

"You are not a real murderer, who else can you? Your mother?"

"Yes--" He just said a word and was suddenly interrupted by a voice.

"It’s a good show." Ji Zheng came out from behind the trees and laughed.

Every effort is made to ask Azhao to misunderstand him... Ji Heng looks at Ji Zheng, and this matter is also the result of Ji Zheng.

Ji Zhao saw Ji Zheng, some strange, "How come you?"

"I am worried about you." Ji Zheng looked at Ji Zhao, his eyes were gentle.

After Ji Zhao knew his mind, he did not adapt to his gentleness. Her face evaded his gaze, and the sight fell on the wound of Ji Heng, and frowned unconsciously. This wound is not fatal, now the blood has flowed less, but it is inevitable that it will be distressing.

"A-sign, don't waste your efforts," Ji Heng said. "You must not know who A-Zhao's true father-in-law is."

"It's you, my emperor."

"No, it is our father."

Ji Zhao was surprised to see him.

"It's hard to believe that it's right?" Ji Heng smiled. "I didn't believe it at first."

Ji Zheng sneered. "In order to escape responsibility, you have planted this matter on the father. It is simply shameless."

"You deliberately tainted me in order to get Azhao. Is it really shameless to be you?"

Ji Zhao looks at Ji Heng and looks at Ji Zheng. She believes that Ji Zheng is intervening in this matter, or else the person who Ji Heng sent will not disappear. But the question is how much does Ji Zheng know? Did the assassin who hit her face be sent by him? If so, then all testimony can be forged. If the murderer is really the emperor, then Ji Heng is doing a lot of things with her, it can be explained. Can the Emperor really do this kind of thing? It seems that it is not true to buy a murderer than the Queen Mother...

In her heart, she was suspicious, and she swayed to the left and did not know which one to believe.

"All the people who participated in the assassination that year have all died. Now I know only Song Hai. I don't have enough physical evidence in my hands. If you don't believe it, I can't," Ji Heng said to Ji Zheng, and Turned around and looked at Ji Zhao, "But I think you will believe me."

Ji Zhao actually believed him at the beginning, but was later forced by a lot of facts to lie. She thought about things from beginning to end, and suddenly asked Ji Zhengdao, "You should have arrived already, but it has not appeared. It was only when I discussed the real murder with him. Why?"

Ji Zheng pulled his face down. "You don't believe me?"

"I believe in the truth."

"A Zhao, he has been investigating you. He has already known your origins, maybe earlier than me, so he has the conditions to arrange everything in Liaodong," Ji Heng said, and turned to look at Ji Zheng, "Ji Zheng You are my younger brother. I always thought that you were also used by people in the past, so you have never been blamed on you. Now it seems that I have tolerated you too much. You are as hypocritical and ruthless as your mother. play hard."

"You live in the mouth!" Ji Zheng was angry and suddenly pulled the sword to point to him.

Ji Zhao is in front of Ji Heng, "Ji Zheng! Do you want to kill your own brother?!"

Ji Heng said coldly, "He can do even the embarrassing things of Changchun, and he must not be in the same position."

Ji Zheng’s hand holding the sword tightened.

Ji Zhao caught a flash of killing in his eyes, she said, "If he is dead, I will be sensational."

"A Zhao, I have to say this, I am also dead," Ji Heng smiled. "But you can rest assured that he can't kill me." Ji Heng's knife is not fatal, and the wound is deep. He is not too shallow, he actually has a lot of strength, only to win the sympathy of Ji Zhao, only to be so weak.

Ji Zhao didn't know this. She turned her head and told him to "shut up." This time is not suitable for anger. Ji Heng looked at her with such a weak body in front of him in fearlessness, his nose suddenly sour.

"In your eyes, how fierce I am." Ji Zheng no expression, and took back the sword.

A heart that Ji Zhao raised was also put down.

"Ji Zhao, I only ask you a word. If you are the first to meet me, it is me who is opposite to you, will you like me?"

"I just ask you, is the assassin sent by you?"

"You don't already have an answer yourself? Why ask me again. Answer me now. If you first met me, would you like me?"

"No. If a person will do something that hurts me in my name, then I will never like him."

Ji Heng secretly rejoiced behind her, but fortunately he did not force Azhao because he liked it.

When Ji Zheng heard this, he looked down and bowed his head. "I'm sorry."

"You don't have to apologize, it's my own eyes."

Her original intention is that her own eyes are not good enough to recognize the truth, but in the ears of Ji Zheng, it is the words of the people who are unsatisfactory.

He lowered his head in frustration and said nothing.

Ji Zhao no longer pays attention to the levy. She helped Ji Heng and helped him to leave.

***

"All things are like this, sorry, Azhao, I deceived you." Ji Henggang was bandaged and couldn't wait to explain it to Ji Zhao. "Sorry, I, I am afraid you will leave me..."

Ji Zhao helped him to lie down and gave him a thin quilt. "You should take a break first."

He grabbed her hand and said, "Tell me your answer, you will go back with me, right?"

"First raise the wound."

"tell me."

"I love you," said Ji Zhao.

Ji Heng seems to be suddenly hit by a burning arrow in the chest, with hot sour pain.

"But we can't be together. I can't marry me to kill my father's son." She endured sour eyes and bowed her head.

Ji Heng originally seemed to be a full-bodied bow. When he heard this, the bowstring seemed to be broken. He loosened his body and lost his hand. She opened his hand so easily.

He actually knew that she would answer this way.

Ji Zhao had no more words, went out to help him decoct.

Ji Heng was lying on the bed with no eyes. He didn't know what to do next. Although he had the right to plunge into the world, he couldn't control her thoughts. She is a soft-hearted person. Once she has identified certain things, the nine-headed cow will not be able to pull back. Moreover, in this matter, he was originally weak.

After a few days, Ji Heng’s wounds healed almost, and Ji Zhao should have left.

When she left, Ji Heng went to send her. Spring has come, the grass outside the city is green, and the willows are like clouds. Ji Heng stood under the weeping willows, stepping on the grass and wildflowers of a place to say goodbye to her, the two like ordinary friends.

When Ji Zhao turned and left, Ji Heng suddenly blinked, raised his right hand and took a picture on his left chest. Ji Zhao went out a few steps, and suddenly heard a weak voice calling her behind her. She turned and saw that Ji Heng fell to the ground.

She ran quickly, and he fell to the ground, his face pale, and his mouth was covered with blood. She could not throw him away like this, so she had to take him back to the apartment.

When he returned to his apartment, Ji Heng coughed up two blood. Ji Zhao asked the original doctor to see that the doctor said that he was a heart disease. Give some medicine. Ji Zhao could not, and took care of him for some time. From time to time, Ji Heng made up his mind. He was so upset and bad, and the two of them dragged on for nearly half a month.