I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

The imperial city shrouded in darkness.

Outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Concubine Si was holding a food box and waiting inside.

Behind her, Mammy was still holding the little prince in her arms. The little prince is very cute, with a pair of big black eyes, alluring like ripe grapes. He is not sensible yet, he only knows how to eat his own fingers, and occasionally makes a clicking sound, which is very clear in this quiet night.

Fu Sheng came out, shook off the dust of the chief eunuch, and sighed: "Your Majesty, please go back, the little prince can't bear to be exposed more deeply. Your Majesty has already rested, and no one will be seen today."

Concubine Si blinked her eyes like autumn water, her brows were furrowed with worry. She remembered the rumors in the palace during the day, saying that His Majesty's old illness had relapsed and his health was about to fail. Once the building is about to collapse, not to mention that their mother and son are rich and have nothing to depend on, their lives may be in danger.

So Concubine Si was most worried, so she handed over the food box in her hand, "Eunuch Fu, let me and the emperor go in and have a look, Your Majesty always loves the little prince the most. If the little prince doesn't see his father for a day..."

As she spoke, she winked at Mammy, and Mammy pinched the little prince's ass, and the little prince cried out in pain.

The corners of Fu Sheng's eyes twitched, "Your Majesty, His Majesty will visit the little prince in two days, so don't think too much about it. It's not only you, but also the other concubines."

Concubine Si saw that she was too weak, so she made up her mind to rush in, but was stopped by the Imperial Forest Army after only two steps, and the panic in her heart continued unabated.

"Come here, send Concubine Si back to Fusi Palace."

The Imperial Forest Army received the order from Eunuch Fu, and two tall and strong guards had already arrived in front of Concubine Si, "Your Majesty, please."

Only then did Concubine Si lead Nanny and the little prince back, taking a step and turning back three times.

When walking through a long and narrow corridor, suddenly there was the sound of a crow overhead, and the two flapped their wings and flew into the night sky.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Arrows rained down on the walls on both sides of the corridor. In a crisis, Concubine Si turned around, and the gorgeous palace dress unfolded a beautiful arc. She snatched the little prince from the mother's hand and held it in her arms.

With a dull sound, the arrow pierced into the flesh, splashing a lot of blood. The guard and the nanny fell before their eyes, chilling Si Meiren's face. She tied the little prince around her waist with a batch of silk, and Liu Meileng faced those killers with clenched fists and blasted them out.

**

The assassination happened not only in the tunnel, but also in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Dozens of private guards killed the guards of the Imperial Forest Army, rushed into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, set up Eunuch Fu Sheng, and surrounded the dragon bed.

Among the stars and the moon, Ying Zheqi came out and kowtowed to the dragon bed.

"Father, you are still unwilling to establish a heir to this day, given the destiny? The demon concubine has already surrendered, and her evil son will go with her..."

There was no response from the dragon bed.

The great eunuch Fu Sheng said loudly: "His Royal Highness, unexpectedly, you are the first person who can't stand it anymore! You quickly order people to retreat, His Majesty is thinking of the love between father and son, and maybe he will let you go."

Ying Zheqi's eyes widened, and his unremarkable facial features seemed to become more crowded. "Shut up, you eunuch! The first thing this king will do when he boards the Dabao is to cut off your head to sacrifice to heaven."

Fu Sheng narrowed his eyes and sneered, "That depends on whether you have the ability."

Ying Zheqi was taken aback, and ignored Fu Sheng. He took the long sword from the private guard beside him, and walked cautiously towards the dragon bed.

With a flick of the sword tip, the quilt slipped off, leaving nothing inside.

not good!

A warning sign rose in my heart.

"Ah!" Cries of pain came and went, and in the blink of an eye, those private guards had their throats cut from behind. Those harvesters of fate, shaped like ghosts, are the most capable dead soldiers close to Emperor Yanwu. Using them to deal with Ying Zheqi's private guards was as easy as pie.

The situation took a turn for the worse, and Ying Zheqi hadn't seen it clearly yet. Hearing that Fu Sheng took out the momentum of proclaiming the decree, "Welcome Your Majesty."

Emperor Yanwu came over wearing a dragon robe.

His entire face was as sinking as water.

"Bastard! Nizi! I'm not dead yet!"

A slap was raised high, and then fell, Ying Zheqi was stunned and hit the foot of the dragon bed.

Ying Zheqi, who had reacted, didn't care about the blood pouring from his head, and crawled and hugged Emperor Yanwu's thigh, tears and blood streaming down his face. "Father, I made a mistake. I dare not do it again. I shouldn't be fooled by eating lard. I just think about the world. A country cannot live without a king."

Emperor Yan Wu kicked him away, "I think you are going to go to heaven. Somebody here, put King Qi into the sky prison, and all the people in King Qi's mansion will go to prison."

The dead man escorted King Qi down, Emperor Yanwu suddenly remembered something, and ran towards the outside of the hall.

Fu Sheng followed closely, "Your Majesty, where are you going?"

"Concubine Si, come here, hurry up and bring Concubine Si to me."

As the saying goes, a friend in adversity sees the truth, in Emperor Yanwu's heart, Concubine Si deservedly ranked first.

**

In the Zongsi mansion.

Heavy chains imprisoned his hands and feet, and Ying Zheming walked around in the prison. At this time, his hair became a black lion, he grew a beard, and he became a sharp king. He doesn't know the sun, the moon, and the time, so he lives by the water droplets dripping from the canopy.

"Three hundred and thirty-one, three hundred and thirty-two..."

The prison was filled with a musty smell, and he turned a blind eye to it.

The cell boss who guarded him was not surprised, his eyes were heavy and his eyes were heavy, and he was fighting, and the sleepy bugs came home.

However, in the next breath, the old man's eyes widened, staring at his chest in disbelief, a long sword had pierced through.

In front of him, stood a man in red. Under the dim light, he saw blood mixed with the red clothes, and he couldn't tell each other apart.

Ying Zhefeng pulled out his long sword, touched the cell boss, and found a key.

"Brother Huang, Zhefeng is here, and Zhefeng has taken you to see the light."

His hands were still trembling. He had imagined this scene many times and practiced it in his heart many times.

The key is to the prison door, but not to the chains. Ying Zhefeng speculated that the key should be with the more important leader.

Ying Zheming was dull and rigid, and had no reaction to what happened at this moment.

For this, Ying Zhefeng only felt heartbroken.

He entered the prison door and looked at the iron chain protruding from the wall, which imprisoned his most admired and loved brother.

"Don't be afraid, Brother Huang, I will cut him off right away, and you will be free."

He raised the sword in his hand high, between the power and the palm, he shouted "open".

When the green steel sword met the iron chain, the metal and iron collided, sparks burst out.

The iron chain was rubbed with obvious white marks.

Not broken yet.

Ying Zheming suddenly yelled and pulled Ying Zhefeng out.

Ying Zhefeng refuses. He raised the sword in his hand again, and looked at more than a dozen swords in a row, each sword was stronger than the previous one.

boom!

With Ying Zhefeng spitting out a mouthful of blood, the iron chain finally broke. He sat down on the thatched pusher with a smile on his face.

"Brother Huang, you are free! Hahaha, Brother Huang..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Ying Zhefeng followed Ying Zheming's gaze and looked outside the old door. At some point, Yi Zhaoxian and two guards were already standing outside the door.

"King Xu said that King Feng will come to save King Ming. As expected, brotherly love is deep. What a pity, what a pity!"

Yi Zhaoxian waved his hand behind him, and a guard stepped forward. This time, the three kings and the nine kings will eventually become brothers in trouble.

**

In Xuwang's mansion.

Baicaoshi and Zheyu stood side by side in the courtyard, listening to the cries, shouts, cries of children, and hissing from the palace next door.

"Yu Bao, among those people, some are innocent."

Zhe Yu took her into his arms, "The road to imperial power is like this, winners and losers, losers always have to pay the price in blood."