Medical Brocade Concentric

Now I can only lie in bed to recuperate my wounds and cannot move, and Mingxiu's position as the eldest son has been abolished, and he will be driven out of Beijing to suppress bandits in the next step. Prince Wu's mansion is demolished by him. I can't tolerate the Martial Palace!

King Wu understood better than anyone else that his son's trip to Beijing to suppress bandits would never be peaceful, no matter on the road or while suppressing bandits.

If he was really going to die, Qin Lang who was in the middle of the capital could pick it all up!

King Wu was instantly anxious.

He couldn't do this and wait for nothing to do, and he couldn't just watch his son go down knowing that there was a dead end ahead.

Malingering

Zhao Mingxiu refused.

It's too embarrassing to be beaten by Qin Lang's guards and make it difficult to move!

What's more, he was full of thinking about suppressing the bandits and doing meritorious service, so he wanted to fight to cover up today's failure, but his father let him pretend to be sick, which made the shame he suffered today even deeper.

How can this be tolerated?

King Wu felt depressed when he saw this.

There is really no comparison between this person and this person!

He had already said this to this point, but he was still so confused that he didn't recall it at all.

To be so naive as to want to use this opportunity to make meritorious service, King Wu couldn't bear to think about it, what would happen to the future of King Wu's Mansion if he couldn't get sick again!

King Wu had no choice but to speak clearly, laying out the dangers of his journey in detail.

Zhao Mingxiu turned pale immediately, and said with force: "This, this is just my father's guess. I'll be more careful, and I don't believe I can't beat him!"

Zhao Mingxiu gritted his teeth.

Unspoken, the father and son both thought of the troubles Qin Lang had caused him in the Prince Wu's Mansion when he was out of Beijing for disaster relief. Zhao Mingxiu felt that since Qin Lang was able to escape the assassination sent by Prince Wu's mansion, wouldn't he be able to escape his revenge?

The elite guards of Prince Wu's Mansion are not vegetarians either!

As for what happened today, it was an accident.

Besides, it is impossible for Qin Lang to go out of Beijing to do it himself. With his personal guards, it is not difficult to deal with it.

Zhao Mingxiu was very confident, or rather, the pent-up tone in his heart made him unwilling and dissatisfied, and he wanted to win the round no matter what he said.

Therefore, no matter how King Wu tried to persuade him, Zhao Mingxiu refused to pretend to be sick.

He has already received the decree in front of Emperor Yanhe, but now he is pretending to be sick. Isn't he afraid? Will he still have the face to go out to meet people in the future?

Does he still have the face to come back to the lost position of heir?

Seeing this, King Wu felt disappointed and couldn't tell what it was like, he sighed for a while and had to let him go.

"Since you have made up your mind, my father will not say anything more," King Wu sighed, "Remember, nothing is more important than being alive! This king will send as many reliable people as possible to accompany you, but along the way you You have to be careful yourself. After all... after all, we don't even know how powerful and how many cards that Donggong has."

Thinking of how he had tried his best today but was still defeated by Qin Lang, King Wu couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.

"you're old."

These three words echoed in his mind countless times today. Each time it made his heart a little more desolate, that deep and powerless feeling almost destroyed all his confidence.

He was even a little confused, not knowing where the future of Prince Wu's Mansion was going? How should we go on.

But he knew that it was definitely not the path his eldest son wanted to take at this moment.

But he couldn't persuade him.

Yes, he is old, and now he is recuperating in bed, like a disabled person, unable to stop him at all.

He can only do his best to remind him to be careful.

Zhao Mingxiu was not affected by his father's depressed mood at all. Instead, he was full of high spirits and spirits, and sneered confidently: "Father, don't worry, I will be careful! If that bitch Qin Lang doesn't do anything this time, that's fine. If he dares to make any moves, hum! Just right, I will take revenge for this!"

King Wu's eyes darkened, and he nodded reluctantly: "In short, be careful."

The next day, King Mujun came to King Wu in a panic, retreated all the servants, and said with a white face: "Father, Prince Qin Lang, he, he ordered someone to send a message to the son today, and let the son tell the father, he said, If eldest brother dares to leave Beijing, he, he, he will definitely take his life!"

"What did you say!" King Wu's heart shuddered, and he coughed violently as he touched the wound on his chest. In a panic, King Mu hurriedly patted him on the back to comfort him.

Seeing that his father seemed to have aged ten times overnight, Duke Mu couldn't help but have red eyes, feeling sad and deeply saddened.

why?

Why did it become so fast?

However, within a day, after a game that was destined not to be a simple "discussion" before it even started, the Prince Wu's Mansion took a sudden turn for the worse.

At this moment, he was full of fear, and he really didn't dare to think about anything. The position of the son of the world should belong to the eldest brother. As long as Prince Wu's Mansion can return to what it was before, he will recognize everything.

Unfortunately, this seems unlikely.

King Wu was filled with shock and anger, so angry that he could hardly speak, "Qin Lang, Qin Lang, did he really, say that?"

King Mujun nodded lightly uneasy, seeing his father's reaction, he couldn't bear it, and comforted him: "Maybe, maybe he's just talking and threatening, he doesn't dare to do that. Otherwise, why tell us Woolen cloth?"

How can anyone be so stupid? If you blatantly state your purpose, can this still succeed?

"Heh!" King Wu sneered lightly.

He didn't answer his son's words, but he understood in his heart that people are different.

Even if he looked down on Qin Lang and hated him, he had to admit that he was an upright person who kept his word.

Since he said so, he will definitely do so.

As for whether he dares or not. What is he not afraid of? He doesn't know how many times he has calculated in Prince Wu's Mansion, and Su Jin's mother and son, the last time they narrowly succeeded!

So, now that he's back with revenge, what's so strange about it?

Besides, as the son said, who would be stupid enough to say such words openly? Now that I know it, even if I tell outsiders, no one will believe it!

He doesn't care if his family believes it or not!

He told them openly that this was contempt and confidence in his own strength.

The more he was like this, the more uneasy King Wu felt.

"Go, go and call your elder brother!"

King Mujun answered honestly, turned around and hurried to call for someone.

In front of his father, Zhao Mingxiu couldn't help but sneered and sneered when he heard his second brother's words, "Father, wouldn't you believe such nonsense? Qin Lang has always been despicable and insidious, and he is used to doing such pretentious things! I know , Did he think that I wouldn’t go if he said that? If so, wouldn’t I, our Prince Wu’s Mansion, become a joke in the capital? He’s dreaming!”