Warm wine stood stiff in place, and the blood color on his face faded a little.

She didn't expect to see Zhao fan at this time.

The man was locked in the seven wonders tower of Wanhua temple and thought about it. He had no chance to turn over, but he didn't know how many intrigues he had done behind his back. He took advantage of the chaos and made a comeback. He also attracted Zhang Yueze and held the whole imperial capital in his hands.

I don't know what happened to the old emperor now. He let Zhao fan out. Looking at his appearance, I'm afraid many unknown events have happened these two days.

"Haven't seen you for a long time, shopkeeper Wen." Zhao fan dressed in plain clothes, put down his wooden fish and asked her.

The smile had no temperature at all.

Warm wine suppressed the impulse to step back and said faintly: "General Zhang sent a message that the emperor summoned me, the fourth prince, this is..."

She paused, pretending to be puzzled and said, "what do you want to do?"

"Oh." Zhao fan walked slowly towards her, Put your right hand behind your back, and each step makes the warm wine full of a sense of crisis.

After staying in the seven wonders tower for so long, the man's temperament became more and more gloomy. People couldn't see what he was looking at, but it became more and more frightening.

Wen Jiu brushed his sleeve away the floating dead leaves before he approached. At the same time, Zhao fan stopped one step away and stared at her.

He seemed to see through her. His eyes looked deep for a long time, and he didn't move half a minute.

Warm wine was uncomfortable when he saw it. He couldn't help frowning slightly. For a moment, he returned to the appearance of a three-point smile in his daily life. His eyes were shocked and asked him, "or is Wen still not going out for a few days? The emperor's capital has changed its dynasty?"

"You really want me to die."

Zhao Fan said such words, but suddenly smiled.

The warm wine with a smile was creepy, but there was no way to escape. He had to harden his head and hold on, pretending not to understand, and asked, "how does the fourth Prince say this? Wen doesn't understand."

Zhao fan suddenly approached Wen Jiu and pressed her on the porch column, "don't you understand? It doesn't matter. What do you want to do? I understand very well. ”

His breath brushed her ear, with a chilly wind, which made the warm wine tremble.

Zhao fan raised her hand and gently brushed her cheek. Her eyes were gloomy and paranoid. "Since I came out, you'll wait to repay me."

Warm wine brushed his hand away heavily, raised his sleeve and wiped the cheek he touched. For a moment, he was disgusted and speechless.

Zhao fan put the fingertip that brushed her cheek on the tip of her nose and sniffed lightly. He didn't care much and said, "you push me? Zhao Jingyi is dead. Xie Hengyuan is at the border. Xie Yu is too busy. Who else will care about you?"

Wenjiu's hand was slightly stiff and his heart was cold. He couldn't help asking, "did you let Zhang Yueze attack Dijing? The eldest princess is your own sister..."

It turned out that Zhang Yueze let the prince mistakenly think that he had won over to zhangjiajun, which has always been Zhao fan's trick.

Ironically, Zhao Jingyi didn't know anything, so she was given up again and again.

None of these so-called blood relatives thought about her.

All this is a game in the game. The eldest princess is a chess piece in the game and an outcast.

Whether she lives or dies, now she will not affect Zhao fan. Coupled with the assassination and disappearance of the crown prince, the capital of the emperor is all zhangjiajun.

No one can stop Zhao fan from leaving the tower, becoming the fourth Prince and the only surviving son of the old emperor.

All this is obviously premeditated.

"What if it's me?" Zhao fan interrupted her with a slight change of complexion. "Which woman in the royal family is not a victim? If Zhao Jingyi dies, he can make Zhang Yueze obey me. Isn't this business very cost-effective? You're a businessman. If you were you, you wouldn't do such a good business?"

Warm wine didn't speak.

She's a businessman, that's right.

But a gentleman loves money in a right way.

She never does anything that benefits herself at the expense of others. What's more, she uses other people's lives to gain benefits.

"Don't look at me like this, do you know... Every time you look at me like this, it will make me want to hold you in my arms and hurt you well..." Zhao fan smiled and stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms.

Warm wine eyes turned pale, subconsciously touched the dagger in the sleeve.

Just then, the Chamberlain in the hall ran back and whispered, "Your Highness, the emperor woke up and wants to see... Shopkeeper Wen."

Zhao fan turned around and looked at the hall door, then turned back and looked at Wen Jiu deeply.

After a moment, he said, "go in."

Warm wine behind a cold sweat, smell speech, hurried past him.

As she stepped onto the stage, she suddenly heard Zhao fan behind her: "we have a long future."

Warm wine almost stumbled and fell forward.

He said angrily:

Who wants to be with you for a long time!

Zhao fan's eyes fell on her all the time behind her, so that warm wine was on her back, and she couldn't help accelerating her pace.

The Chamberlain at the door quickly led her into the hall, into the door on the left, and walked around for a while before entering the bedroom.

The bodyguard outside the door guarded the inner and outer floors. As soon as Wen wine entered the door, he smelled a strong smell of medicine mixed with long Yanxiang.

The old emperor coughed to his heart and lungs. Wang Liang patted him on the back, sweating anxiously.

The waiters were busy serving medicine and carrying tea and water.

Warm wine saw empty, just came forward to salute, "see the emperor."

"You, you're here... Come here..." the old emperor said two words and coughed heavily. His eyes were blurred, like he couldn't see people clearly. Looking at the warm wine, he shouted "jing'er."

Warm wine has been surrounded by clouds and fog all day.

For a moment, I dare not come forward again.

The old emperor stretched out his hand and patted the side of the couch, "jing'er, come here..."

Zhao Yi's eyes were dim, as if he saw another person through her.

Wenjiu hesitated. Wang Liang came to her and gently pushed her, "the emperor let you go. Go quickly."

When the waiter spoke, he gave her a look of "someone staring outside".

Warm wine and understanding, walked slowly to the couch and whispered, "emperor?"

"Jing'er..." the old emperor seemed to be not very sober. He took Wen Jiu's hand and pulled her to the couch.

Warm wine almost poured the whole person on the couch and forced himself on the side of the couch with one hand, which barely stabilized his body.

As soon as she lowered her head, she saw the old emperor tucking a piece of cloth into her sleeve.

Someone was watching outside. Inside, there were Wang Liang and the waiter nearby.

I don't know which one the Royal man sang.

Warm wine and cold sweat should come down, but they should hold on in front of them as if nothing had happened.

The hand was still held by the old emperor.

This is really

the water is deep and the fire is hot.

"Jing'er." the old emperor murmured and couldn't say anything else.

The waiters on both sides stretched their ears and could not hear anything useful.

Wen Jiu looked down at the cloth in his sleeve and was just about to sit up straight when he was pulled by the old emperor

The seemingly dazed old man lowered his voice and said to her, "give it to Shoufu."