Chapter 35: Awakening from Dream (2)

  "...Can I understand that the main purpose of your visit this time is to take her away?"

   "Yes!"

The firm answer without the slightest hesitation gave Zhou Cheng a somewhat unspeakable sense of oppression. This refers to the matter of Yinyin. Shan Zhen on the side has been observing Zhao Ziheng from the beginning. Of course, all he cares about is Yinyin. What kind of connection does it have with Zhao Ziheng? Why does it seem that Yinyin belongs to him? There seems to be some unknown secret between him and Yinyin?

  If Zhao Ziheng is not an enemy, and it should be said that he is not a love rival, Zhou Cheng still admires his behavior in a certain way, but Zhao Ziheng is here to challenge him, and Zhou Cheng can't swallow this breath.

   "Wang Zhao seems to be very confident?"

   "I never do anything unsure!"

   "What I said is that you don't seem to put me in your eyes? If you come to me alone, you are not afraid that I will kill you?"

   "If you want to kill, you would kill it early, not to mention...you wouldn't do it for Yinyin's sake!"

  Zhao Ziheng glanced at Zhou Cheng while answering, with a confident smile at the corner of his mouth.

   "...I didn't expect that King Zhao was also a man of temperament——"

   "Each each other!"

  In this conversation, Zhou Cheng was obviously at a disadvantage, and it seemed to have something to do with Zhao Ziheng's momentum and self-confidence.

   "It's getting late, I've ordered to arrange to leave the palace, please take a rest early--"

   "Don't worry, it's more convenient to live outside the palace, and I haven't finished speaking, it seems that King Zhou is in a hurry to drive me away?"

   "Just say anything."

  Zhou Cheng felt that talking to Zhao Ziheng for so long was the most humiliating time in his life, and he was very helpless.

   "I want to see her—"

   "Don't be kidding, she can't leave one step now, do you want to kill her? And the imperial tomb is the sacred place where the emperors of the Great Zhou dynasty sleep, and will never allow outsiders to take a step."

  Zhao Ziheng’s request made Zhou Cheng jump up and stand up

  "Yinyin is also an outsider, right?"

The short words made Zhou Cheng feel speechless again. It was true that the placement of Yinyin in the Huangling Ice Cellar was opposed by many people. It was entirely because Yinyin was a special existence for him. Will use the dictatorship of royal power to send Yinyin to sleep in the ice cellar.

   "I'm waiting for Zhou Wang to give me a satisfactory answer, I will leave first!"

  Seeing Zhou Cheng stunned, Zhao Ziheng quickly dropped a sentence and then turned and left. Zhou Cheng looked at Zhao Ziheng’s leaving back, and felt angry. Suddenly...

   "Ahem--"

  The sound of coughing made Zhou Cheng a little awake. When he reacted, he saw Zhao Ziheng kneeling on one knee on the way to the door...

   "Hey, are you okay?"

   "Ahem--"

Holding his chest tightly with one hand, and holding his mouth tightly with the other, Zhao Ziheng, who looked very painful, was tortured by the severe chest pain in the past. Seeing that Zhao Ziheng's appearance was not right, Zhou Cheng hurriedly walked around the table to check, and Shan Zhenzhe followed his curiosity. come……

   "Hello! Huh?"

  Zhou Cheng stepped forward to ask what was going on. He accidentally saw the bright red liquid pouring out of Zhao Ziheng's fingers covering his mouth, and he was stunned.

   "You are—"

   Surprised to surprise, Zhou Cheng still did not forget to ask Zhao Ziheng what happened.

   "Cough, cough cough——"

Ignoring Zhou Cheng’s greetings, after a few coughs, Zhao Ziheng stood up again with proficient challenge breath, wiped away the remaining blood with his cuffs and turned to Zhou Cheng and Shan Zhen: “Although it should not be, please keep this matter secret. !"

After dropping the last words, Zhao Ziheng left without staying anymore, leaving Zhou Cheng and Shan Zhen standing in a daze...

  ——Half loud——

   "The emperor——?"

Shan Zhen woke up quickly, seeing Zhou Cheng still looking at the direction of Zhao Ziheng's departure, so he reminded him out that Zhou Cheng had certainly heard Shan Zhen's call. In fact, he himself was already sober, just thinking about the last The scene I saw, thinking about what happened to Zhao Ziheng? Is it hurt? still is? However, the previous anger towards Zhao Ziheng has long since vanished...

  ………………

  Mao, a mansion located in the north city of Wangcheng

This is the place where Zhao Ziheng and his group settled in the city. Zhao Ziheng, who just returned to his room, was slightly pale and panting on the bed. He just sat on the bed and felt fluid gushing out of his throat. Zhao Ziheng immediately used his hands. Covering his mouth, the next moment a large amount of red liquid overflowed from between his fingers, the liquid dripped from between his fingers and fell on Zhao Ziheng's clothes...

After a while, when he felt a little smoother, Zhao Ziheng released his hand. Looking at the palm that was still full of bright red liquid, Zhao Ziheng once again showed a bitter and helpless expression of pain: "Wait, I will pick you up soon. Shu Er--"

  "Young Master, Doctor Wang is here——"

  The voice of the guard came from outside the door, Zhao Ziheng took out the prepared towel from his arms without a hassle, wiped off the blood remaining on his lips and in his palms: "Let him come in."

  After the words came out, the door was opened and Wang Ye came in. The guards then closed the door again. Zhao Ziheng put away the handkerchief, stood up and walked towards the round table: "Thank you, brother Wang, come and sit--"

After sitting down at the round table, Zhao Ziheng picked up two cups and poured tea for Wang Ye himself. Wang Ye sat down at the round table without saying anything...

"Please use!"

   "Thank you!"

   "I didn't expect you to come to me so soon!"

   "I didn't expect King Zhao to arrive so soon, the intelligence clearly said it was within these two days--"

"Ha ha!"

  As for Wang Ye's words, Zhao Ziheng chuckled.

   "I haven't seen you for so long, you still look the same--"

   "Brother Wang, too?"

  Zhao Ziheng and Wang Ye talked like confidants in private, obviously regardless of their status.

   "Just forget the old days, don't you want to know the news of the princess?"

"Ok!"

   Attitude and momentum are completely different from those of Zhou Chengshi. I can't find the slightest sense of seriousness and identity, and some are just a happy conversation with my confidants.