Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

Taizong was shocked, seeing the blood from Defang's hands dripping down along the blade, when Baili saw this scene, he didn't care whether there was a knife on his neck, so he ran over, his neck was cut , Baili knelt beside Defang, bleeding, "My lord!"

At this time, Wang Jien suddenly ran over and whispered something to Taizong. Taizong looked a little surprised, then turned to look at Defang, he stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the knife and said, "Nephew, let go of your hand."

Defang gritted her teeth and slowly withdrew her hand, Baili held Defang's trembling hands and cried, "My lord! How are you doing, my lord?"

Taizong looked at the guards around and shouted, "Everyone stand down! Hurry up and come over to the imperial doctor!"

"Yes!" The guard hurriedly retreated to the distance, while Wang Jien ran to find the imperial doctor.

Taizong hurriedly put the knife on the stone table and helped Defang up, "Nephew, what are you doing?"

"My nephew found out that he was guilty, and even pointed the blade at the emperor's uncle, please punish the emperor." De Fang said, at this time he was already sweating profusely from the pain.

"I'm your uncle, why would you blame the emperor's nephew, please sit down."

After a while, the imperial doctor and medical officer ran over and bandaged the wounds of Defang and Baili. Taizong gave Wang Jien a hard look, and said, "My nephew's injury is not serious. It seems that I need to rest for a while. Send someone to take you back, and it will be free in the morning these few days."

"Thank you, Uncle Emperor, for your kindness."

Taizong picked up the bronze knife and said, "I will give this knife to my nephew. I hope that my nephew will protect me like a knife. If anyone dares to speak falsely to you again." Taizong looked at Wang Jien, "I will never forgive him!"

Defang also looked at Wang Jien angrily, thinking in her heart, it must be the idea of ​​this treacherous Wang Jien again. Seeing this, Wang Jien took a step back, bowed her head and did not speak.

Defang took the knife with his wounded hand, "Thank you Your Majesty for the reward, my nephew will definitely live up to the expectations of my uncle."

Defang and Baili withdrew from Gong Yuyuan and returned to Nanqing Palace. The palace guards who escorted Defang back to the palace returned to the palace. At this time, Song Jiajun ran over, "My lord, is there anything going on in the palace?"

Defang didn't understand "What's the matter?"

Jia Jun was very surprised to see Defang's hands wrapped in cloth, "My lord, what's wrong with your hands?"

Defang looked at his hands and said, "It's nothing, just a small injury."

"My lord, do you really have something to do in the palace? If I had known that my subordinates would not listen to Nangong Wen, I would have led the troops there." Jia Jun was a little annoyed when he said this

"What?" Defang was puzzled, "Where are you leading the troops?"

"Go to the palace, my lord, didn't you let the people in the palace tell you that there is something going on in the palace, and bring your own soldiers there quickly?"

Defang frowned and said, "The Lonely King has never sent anyone a message."

Jia Jun was taken aback, "No. Then what's going on?"

"If you go there, something will happen." Nan Gongwen walked over and said, "There is no reason for the royal family's soldiers to go to the palace."

The more Defang listened, the more she couldn't understand, "Why didn't the lonely king understand, Nangong, what does this mean?"

Seeing Defang and Baili's injuries, Nangongwen knew what happened, so he said, "My lord, let's go to the study first."

Several people came to the study room, Defang sent Jiajun to wait at the door, Defang, Baili and Nangongwen sat in the room, Defang asked, "Nangong, what's going on?"

"My lord, not long after you entered the palace, Wang Ji'en sent someone to come to the mansion again, saying that the lord has something to do in the palace, and he wants the manor to send his own soldiers to the palace."

"There is such a thing?" Defang frowned, "Why is that so?"

"My lord," Nan Gongwen pointed to Defang's hand, "What happened to you in the palace?"