As soon as Prince Jing Ye Juefeng's army entered the capital, they were warmly welcomed by the old emperor.

Tu Ruoshui did not get out of the carriage, sat in the carriage, listening to the outside, the emperor asked Ye Juefeng in public:

"Did you bring the head of King Zhao's scumbag to the widow?"

Ye Juefeng turned his head and ordered the guards to carry King Zhao's body forward.

It is not difficult to identify the corpse in the coffin.

The old emperor was over sixty years old, pinched his nose and glanced at it, quite disgusted.

In the end, a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes, and he snorted heavily: "He thinks he is planning a conspiracy, and I don't know about it."

"But he didn't expect that, in fact, there was an eyeliner who told the widow everything he had arranged!"

"Prince Jing, thanks to you this time, otherwise, King Zhao would not be easily executed."

Tu Ruoshui, who was sitting in the carriage, was surprised when he heard the words.

It turned out that Ye Juefeng conspired with the old emperor and played a game of catching a turtle in a jar, waiting for King Zhao to take the bait himself.

Ye Juefeng's tone was light: "It is my duty to serve the emperor."

The old emperor laughed loudly: "Okay! Okay! If the other princes and vassals are as loyal as you, why should I worry about not being able to secure the world?"

"Huh? Prince Jing, what kind of treasure is in your carriage, why is it so tightly covered?"

Because King Jing's army is all soldiers in armor, a sudden carriage is really too conspicuous.

The old emperor took two steps closer curiously, and even stretched out his hand, wanting to open the curtain to have a look.

Ye Juefeng sat on the horseback and said calmly: "A patient, the emperor wants to see it?"

The old emperor immediately withdrew his hand in fright.

He looked at Ye Juefeng, feeling a little dissatisfied: "Prince Jing, if this is the case, the widow will talk about you."

"The people outside are filthy and sick! Don't bring dirty people into the capital."

"Since this person is sick, send him out of the city quickly! You can't stay here."

Ye Juefeng nodded: "I'll arrange it later."

Tu Weishui heard it in the carriage, pouted depressed.

All right, say she's sick?

However, just before entering the city, Ye Juefeng told her that he would find another way to arrange for her to enter the palace.

Tu Ruoshui naturally trusted him.

But at this moment, a breeze blew past, blowing the gauze curtain in front of the carriage.

The old emperor hadn't turned around yet, so he actually saw the beauty sitting in the carriage.

What a beautiful face that is!

She is as delicate as a lotus face, and her brows are frowning, carrying a charming aura.

She was dressed in plain silk, but it seemed to be dressed in the most beautiful gown.

The place where the body should be full is full, and the slender waist seems to be able to be held by one hand.

The old emperor was dumbfounded!

"Beauty! What a beautiful beauty!" he exclaimed.

Tu Ruoshui watched this old face squeeze directly into the carriage to look at her, and she frowned in disgust.

Originally, there were more than a hundred ways to make the old emperor relax his vigilance.

But Tu Ruoshui found that just looking at the old face of this enemy, she hated it so much that she couldn't bear it, and felt even more disgusted.

The old emperor couldn't take his gaze away from the painted face, he swallowed, and asked Ye Juefeng, "Is this the beauty that Prince Jing wants to present to the widow?"

Ye Juefeng turned and said coldly: "No."

The **** next to the old emperor immediately reprimanded in a spies' voice: "Bold! His Royal Highness Prince Jing knows that the emperor has a heart to cherish flowers, and if there are beauties, he still hides them. It is disrespectful to the emperor!"

The old emperor turned his head and looked sideways at Ye Juefeng, as if if the beauty hadn't been given to him, he could immediately order Ye Juefeng to be executed.

"Prince Jing, tell me, is this beauty you bring with you, is it yours, or is it something you want to dedicate to the widow?"

Ye Juefeng said coldly: "I said she's sick, so of course it's not suitable to give it to the emperor."

The old emperor lifted the curtain, looked up, down, left, and right, and looked at Tu Ruoshui with squinting eyes: "Where is the disease? I see that the little beauty's skin is as thick as fat, and her eyebrows and eyes are exquisite and picturesque. She doesn't seem to be sick."

"Besides, don't be afraid of being sick. There are so many famous doctors in the palace. If you follow me, you will be able to heal you."

He giggled, and even the old emperor stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the embroidered shoes painted with weak water.

Tu Ruoshui couldn't bear it anymore, he raised his leg and kicked the old emperor's face.

"screw you!"

"Ouch!" The old emperor fell on his back after being kicked, all the courtiers and eunuchs exclaimed, surrounded him and supported him.

There was a striking shoe print on the old emperor's face, and two streams of blood flowed from his nostrils.

"You, how dare you attack the widow, come here, arrest her, skin her, and drag her to parade in the street!" The old emperor was furious.

Ye Juefeng hesitated for a moment.

He was thinking that he should do it directly and kill everyone here.

Or go first with Tu Weak Shui.

In the next second, he had already made a decision.

"The emperor doesn't have to be angry. She did this because she didn't want you to get sick too."

The old emperor was furious: "Fart! She kicked the widow and insulted her, didn't you hear?"

Ye Juefeng said calmly, "It's precisely because she doesn't want others to know how serious her illness will be."

Just now the **** yelled again: "Your Highness Prince Jing, why do you keep helping this sinful girl!"

Ye Juefeng sneered: "If you don't believe me, I'll try you and prove it to the emperor."

After saying that, he got off his horse, grabbed the eunuch's wrist, and dragged him to the carriage.

The **** gasped: "What are you going to do!"

The old emperor frowned and looked at this side intently.

Ye Juefeng said coldly: "Naturally, it proves that she is seriously ill."

After finishing speaking, he said to the car curtain: "Take out your handkerchief."

I don't know why to apply weak water, but I still do it.

That plain hand, as beautiful as jade, came out holding a handkerchief.

However, after Ye Juefeng took it, he covered the back of the eunuch's hand for a while.

Not long after, the veil was removed again, and rashes of different sizes had appeared on the eunuch's arm!

"It's itchy! It hurts so much!" The **** scratched and rolled all over the floor in pain.

The old emperor was so frightened that he and his ministers backed away again and again.

He looked at Ye Juefeng: "Prince Jing, what kind of disease is this?!"

Ye Juefeng's thin eyes were deep: "It's just that whoever touches her will get sick, and eventually the wound will fester until she dies."

"The alchemist I met on the road said that such a woman's fate is poisonous, and whoever touches it will die."

The old emperor was startled.

He asked back, "Then why are you okay?!"

Ye Juefeng lowered his eyes calmly: "For some reason, only I can get close to her."

The people were very surprised when they heard this kind of thing for the first time.

On the one hand, marveling at such a beautiful woman is toxic!

On the other hand, he was also amazed at Prince Jing's strength. He had long heard that he was superb in martial arts and used soldiers like a god.

Unexpectedly, such a strong toxicity was like nothing to him!

Tu Ruoshui in the carriage heard Ye Juefeng say the most outrageous things in the calmest tone.

She really couldn't hold back, covered her mouth, laughed silently, and the flowers and branches trembled wildly.