Chapter 357 (1/2)

Warm wine greeted Zhao Jingyi's eyes. When he saw people on his face, his smile gradually faded. He said in a positive color: ”The princess just needs to take me into the palace. I'll do the rest. The emperor has my own way, and I'll step back and say that if the emperor refuses to let Xie Heng go, so you'll blame the princess, you just need to put all the blame on me. After all, it's not difficult to sneak in one or two people with a heart to hide in the princess's side in such a large princess's house.”

Zhao Jingyi unconsciously moved the Buddha beads on her wrist, raised her lips and said with a smile: ”so, the princess has to help you?”

”The princess helped me save Xie Heng, not only to save one person, but to protect thousands of subjects in Dayan River and mountain.” Wen Jiu hugged his fist and gave a big gift to the princess, ”The crown prince is mediocre and King Rui is aggressive. Now, at a time of changes, these two people are only concerned about competing for power and position. Among the royal family, only the princess can persuade the emperor. If you don't protect Xie Heng, there will be war in the future. Who will protect me?”

Zhao Jingyi looked at her, and her eyes gradually changed.

Warm wine is the kind of person with a bright tongue. She has thousands of reasons to do what she wants to do.

But today, she used the most direct reason that is most likely to be rejected by people who have nothing to do with themselves.

This is the Zhao family's world.

But over the past hundred years, few people surnamed Zhao have bled and died for Dayan Jiangshan. Many people in spring girls' dreams don't return. Several can have post-mortem sorrow and glory, and many are small soldiers who don't even have an unknown monument.

Wen Jiu's eyes were as black as ink and continued: ”who will protect the princess at that time? The... Sweetheart who protects the princess?”

”Warm the wine!” Zhao Jingyi suddenly stood up, her eyes heavy, ”you've had enough!”

Warm wine bent over and said slowly, ”princess, I don't want to, just ask you to take me into the palace.”

The wind blew her pink maid's clothes, the little bells in her hair rang, but her drooping eyebrows and eyes didn't have any low color.

”OK! OK!” Zhao Jingyi withdrew the Buddha bead on her wrist, held it tightly in her hand, gathered it in her wide cloud sleeve, and her anger surged up. ”Now you really eat the courage of ambition leopard, don't even want your life, but also save Xie. You want to die, and the Palace won't stop you!”

Warm wine slowly said: ”thank you, princess.”

As soon as Zhao Jingyi's angry words were half said, they were blocked and suddenly laughed angrily, ”if you cough up blood and are sentenced to death, the palace will not save you!”

Wen Jiu raised his eyes and said with a smile, ”I try to keep it.”

Zhao Jingyi stopped talking to her, raised her hand, called the maid over and said, ”prepare a carriage. I want to go into the palace to serve the sick.”

……

Longyin hall.

Since the snow disaster in beizhou spread to the imperial capital, the old emperor was exhausted and his condition became more and more serious. In recent days, there were urgent express reports one by one. Zhao Yi coughed blood in public and scared all the ministers.

A few capable people in the Tai hospital guarded the Longyin hall and passed the Marquis at any time. Several princes and princesses took turns to serve the disease.

Today, Zhao Zhi, the king of Rui, was guarding the Longyin hall. Seeing that the old emperor was still reading memorials in his robe when he was ill, he couldn't help but persuade him: ”my father has sent someone to beizhou for disaster relief, and the money and food of this household are also being prepared. You should cherish the dragon body and have a rest earlier.”

Zhao Yi shook his head. ”The National Treasury is empty. It consumes a lot of money and food for disaster relief. It's difficult to sustain it.”