Eunuch Yang is the eunuch who holds the seal next to the emperor. It was unexpected to see him here.

However, the situation was urgent. Mu Yuan didn't care about thinking so much at this moment, so he grabbed him and asked sternly:

"What about the antidote?!"

"Prince,"

But the other party lowered his body and shook his head calmly.

"The antidote is not in the hands of the old slave."

He said no, so he could only ask one person for...the emperor.

Eunuch Yang is like this, it seems that it is the meaning of the current emperor. Mu Yuan's eyebrows flickered, and his body suddenly became cold.

Zhao Weiran is by his side, and has been doing everything he wants to do for so many years. Why did the emperor suddenly attack her? Now he doesn’t even care about his face?

Mu Yuan couldn't figure it out, and time was urgent, so he placed Zhao Weiran in a coma, rushed to the imperial city and met the emperor.

Get off the horse and go straight to the emperor's bedroom with wind,

He was anxious at this moment, but the emperor was still having fun with her favorite concubine in the dormitory, as if he was out of trouble.

Mu Yuan stood outside the door like an iron statue, with a lewd voice lingering in his ears. He waited patiently for a while, but he was really out of patience. Suddenly his face darkened, he clenched the Shengjun sword in his hand, and pressed his thumb to open the sword sheath.

With a clear sound, a piece of sharp blade flashed in front of Eunuch Yang's eyes,

He knew General Mu Yuan's bloody nature, so he was so angry that he raised his sword and killed him. He probably wouldn't be angry, but he suddenly felt a pain in his neck and sweated all over.

Eunuch Yang lifted his clothes and walked closer, cleared his sharp voice, and urged the emperor to ask for a meeting with a shy face.

After hearing the people in the room cursing for a few words, the movements in the room stopped.

The door opened with a "slam" and Mu Yuan raised his tight chin. He saw the untidy woman's cheeks flushed, and he trotted past him with his torn collar.

This person is not Leng Mengqing.

He didn't think much, he looked straight and walked into the door.

The bed in the room was neat, the emperor's chest was half open, and he leaned on the chair with a satisfied expression.

"It's my third brother."

As if he had expected Mu Yuan to come, the emperor looked at him with a calm look.

Mu Yuan was not guilty of giving up the poisonous wine he snatched from Eunuch Yang onto the table and asked bluntly:

"Why did the emperor take this as a harsh attack on my brother's wife?!"

The other party looked up at him, but did not reject it, and just said in a roundabout way:

"I see that the third princess has superb archery skills, which is quite as brave as General Zhao back then."

Mu Yuan's eyes narrowed. He took Lei Zi'an away from the dungeon before, and the emperor putting eyeliners beside him, which was not an accident.

"She is just a woman. Is the emperor guilty of such a slight archery and snake shadow?!"

"The day before yesterday, I received a note saying that I had seen Xin Yuan fly to Princess Zhao's residence."

The emperor's face changed faster than reading a book. Such a false and unclear memorable memorial would kill someone.

"Does the emperor have evidence?" He looked at the other party's expression, obviously he couldn't produce evidence.

"There is no credibility, and it is not worthy of trust," Mu Yuan said almost gritting his teeth:

"I don't know who framed me, I believe in my wife's innocence."

"I know that you and Princess Zhao have a husband and wife, but don't forget the third brother, after all..."

After all, dozens of lives were separated by the Zhao family.

Before you can say anything, you can stop as soon as you click as if you remind me.

"Does the princess really have no hatred in her heart? Whether it is to me or you."

"She will never rebel. I am willing to guarantee it with my life!" Mu Yuan said decisively and could not be argued.

"The matter between me and her is a family matter. There is no need for others to interrupt. I am here today just to find an antidote!"

"Third brother!"

The emperor glared at him angrily, and now he had no patience. He slapped the table suddenly and stood up from the chair. He was so scared that the palace maids and eunuchs on the side knelt down together.

"I see you are so anxious today," he waved his sleeves and said:

"Come here, please come and ask the third prince to go back and calm down!"

The guards around the imperial guards surrounded him and came around, but Mu Yuan did not take a step back, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, and pulled out half an inch without hesitation.

The general's sword was not a joke. Seeing this posture, the guards surrounding him also "swish" to show their swords.

When the wars met, the situation suddenly became tense.

The emperor was shocked and knew how brave his third brother was. The more than ten guards around him were probably not his opponent.

He stared at Mu Yuan coldly and angrily shouted:

"What, do you want to rebel?"

Mu Yuan said in a deep voice, "The emperor really wants to be around him and there is no one available, so he will stop?"

The emperor's pupil was shocked and Long Yan was furious, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I have no intention of being the best,"

Mu Yuan's tone was humble, but his eyes were so fierce that it was terrifying that he was holding the sword. His hand was not relaxed at all.

"I just want to protect my wife!"

Seeing that he was tough and did not repent, he would probably kill him if he continued like this.

The emperor weighed the pros and consciences and decided to give in to the matter for the time being. He threw his sleeves and said in a very clear way:

"Well, since you are willing to ask her for guarantee, please look at your one!"

"As for the antidote," the emperor chuckled, "Where is the antidote from this poison?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Yuan frowned and knew that the Emperor of Antidote was not intended to give it to him. He only agreed to let Zhao Weiran go. Whether he could get rid of the poison depends on his own ability.

"You go back too," the emperor snorted coldly.

"Eliminate your murderous aura and stain my quiet palace!"

Mu Yuan knew that it was useless to talk to the emperor, and detoxification was important. He put his sword in the sheath, turned around and left.

Seeing his departure, the emperor let go of his fist clenched under his sleeves, and the anger surged in his chest finally calmed down.

He lifted his clothes and sat down with his knees, silently. His anger gradually dissipated. He suddenly smiled softly and said to himself:

"It seems that this Princess Zhao is very important in the third brother's mind. I still think he is not concerned about this person."

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Mu Yuan galloped away from his rear guard Yin and other entourages at an unknown distance.

He was not at the moment, and he was worried about where to find the antidote?

Suddenly, when I thought of what the emperor said, my heart felt dull and painful.

Every word that the emperor said was heartbroken. He just pretended to be light and calm, but his heart was not as calm as the surface.

Zhao Weiran is not aware of the situation now. If she had known that the boy she saved back then killed her whole family, what would she have reacted?

Can she keep her past grudges?

But this past grudge is too serious...

Mu Yuan leaned on his forehead with one hand and suddenly felt a headache.

He galloped all the way, and only then did he find that the entourage had an unfamiliar face among the people.

This man was short and inconspicuous. Mu Yuan pulled the reins and rode over, stared at the flaw on the side of the man's face from a high place.

Suddenly, the sword was drawn out and placed on the other party's neck. The sharp sword wind shook a bloody mark on the side neck.

"Who?!"

"Prince!"

Seeing the other party tremblingly lifting the rough and yellow layer of skin on the surface, the skin under it was fair and delicate, and it looked like a woman.

The person on his face was completely tear off, and it turned out to be Leng Mengqing!

Mu Yuan was stunned,

Is this Leng Mengqing a skill of disguise?

How could the emperor's concubine keep up with their people?

I just felt that no matter how clever she pretended, she would not hide it from the truth. Even when counting people, she didn't notice any more.

Mu Yuan frowned and said angrily: "Wei Yin!"

Wei Yin immediately knelt down on one knee and said:
To be continued...