General, please be a loyal minister!

Chapter 103 Recall

What Cheng Ju and Su Xin thought was that the master, who had been acting like a shadow, wasted so much effort on Liu Ji, and even left traces several times, which showed that Liu Ji was his biggest obstacle in the eyes of the master.

The master started to attack Liu Ci, which showed that he had already started plotting for imperial power.

If he finds a way to get Liu Ji back at this critical moment, will the master jump over the wall in a hurry to show his feet?

Of course, Liu Ji is suspected of killing his brother.

If we talk about the past, Liu Ci would never reactivate Liu Ji, but the situation is different now.The means used by the master to get rid of Liu Ci also contributed to the opportunity of Liu Ji's return.

Hearing that he was poisoned, Liu Ci would first suspect the people around him, especially his son.

And Liu Ji, who was far away from the Eastern Capital, became the least suspicious person.

But if you want Liu Ji to come back, you can't say it directly, you have to do the opposite, avoid talking about Liu Ji, and vigorously recommend other princes, so that Liu Ci feels that most of the people in the court don't want Liu Ji to come back. Some people are waiting for him to die and elect a new emperor.

Such a suspicious and cold-blooded Liu Ci believed that Liu Ji had nothing to do with this matter, and felt that Liu Ji was his only child with the warmth of father and son.

At this time, a father who is about to die will want to see his best son.

Han Zhao never could have come up with such a mind-boggling strategy, and Cheng Ju and Su Xin had to deal, lobby, and hint to implement it. Han Zhao stood up and bowed to them: "Thank you, both of you."

The two stood up and returned their greetings: "Sir, you are polite. We just believe that King Chu will be the one who will bring a way out to this war-torn world."

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After several days of research, Liu Yun finally boiled out the trial-made antidote. She took it out of the medicine box and handed it to the waiter.

The servant carefully held the medicine bowl and came to Liu Ci's bedside, serving him to drink spoon by spoon.

Liu Yun glanced at Liu Ci quietly, then quickly lowered her eyes.

The poisoning case seemed to have come to an end, but that person was just the master's scapegoat. However, it didn't matter what they thought. The important thing was that Liu Ci believed that person was the murderer.

After taking half a bowl of medicine, Liu Ci turned pale and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Liu Yun was shocked, and wanted to go forward to check, but was stopped by the guards who came in.

She struggled and shouted: "Now only I can save His Majesty, are you sure you want to arrest me?"

Liu Ci raised his hand with difficulty, signaling the guards to release Liu Yun.

Liu Yun rushed to Liu Ci's bedside, grabbed his wrist and felt his pulse: "The medicine is right, but His Majesty's body is too weak to bear the medicine's strength."

Liu Ci raised his eyes slowly: "I... how long do I have left?"

Liu Yun lowered her head, her thin body trembling slightly.

Liu Cidao: "Speak frankly, I will not punish you."

Liu Yun leaned over and kowtowed: "The women of the people must do their best to find a cure within half a year."

Liu Ci's eyes moved slightly: "Half a year?"

He looked at Liu Yun again, and asked in a cold voice: "If it can't be cured, can I——can kill you and... and the disciples of Xuanzong's medicine school?"

Liu Yun's body froze, she even forgot to tremble.

Liu Ci suddenly laughed: "Hahahahaha, cough cough! Just kidding. You have been grateful to so many people in the world by hanging pots to help the world. How could I...cough cough hurt you?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your generosity." Although she said grateful words, Liu Yun was sure that she didn't feel wrong. Just now, Liu Ci was really murderous. When he was about to die, he hated those who could not save him but could still live.

Liu Ci: "Retire."

Liu Yun: "Yes!"

After Liu Yun left, the servant stepped forward: "Your Majesty, the Sixth Prince and the Eighth Prince are asking to see you."

Liu Ci's eyes darkened, and he sneered: "They are really dutiful sons, aren't they?"

The waiter was taken aback for a moment, and remained silent without answering.

The sickness made Liu Ci's suspicion sharply aggravated. When he came to see him, he would feel that these people were looking forward to his death. If he didn't look at him, he felt that they were guilty. No matter what they did, they were not human inside and out. people relaxed.

After Liu Ze and Liu Yan left, Liu Ci summoned his cronies. He tugged his cronies by their sleeves and let him put his ear to his mouth: "Go and bring back my—— my third son!"

With his deteriorating body, Liu Ci became less and less hopeful about his recovery.

Liu Ci's order to recall Liu Ji was extremely secretive, but with the passage of time, those who are interested will eventually find out that Liu Ci's most trusted confidant is no longer in Dongdu.

However, Liu Ji, who was far away in Chu, did not wait for this edict.

The bloody silk scroll was handed to someone by a slender white hand.

In Weiyang Palace, Liu Ci, who was getting weaker and weaker, summoned his servant: "Ji'er, cough cough, haven't you come back yet?"

The servant grabbed Liu Ci's hand to comfort him: "Your Majesty, please wait patiently."

Liu Ci smiled sadly: "He doesn't want to see me, he blames me. Call Han——Gu Chongming."

When Han Zhao came to Weiyang Palace, Liu Ci grabbed his hand and stuffed an edict into his hand, and pulled him closer: "Promise me, and bring Liu Ji back to me."

The most sick and weak time became Liu Ci's wisest time in his life. He knew that only Liu Ji was the best candidate for succession, and only his third son could lead Dayi to prosperity.

Han Zhao took the imperial edict and kowtowed to the leader: "My minister, obey the edict."

That night, two fast horses carried two figures like arrows through the gate of the Eastern Capital, heading towards the land of Chu.

Han Zhao went out in person, day and night, and finally saw the city gate of Chu after five days.

Straight into the city and came to Chu Palace, Han Zhao got off his horse and strode in without waiting for the attendant to inform him.

In the garden, Liu Ji was flying a kite with Yaoguang, laughing bursts of laughter.

The attendant's announcement interrupted them: "My lord, Dongdu is here!"

One big and one small turned around following the sound, and were stunned for a moment.It was Yaoguang who reacted first, and quickly rushed towards Han Zhao: "Shi Shigong!"

Gu Chongming's Yi Rongyao had seen it before, but Han Zhao was surprised that he could remember a face for so long at such a young age. He thought he had to pretend, but now it seems that there is no need.

He picked up Yaoguang and sighed: "Yaoguang has grown taller!"

Yaoguang said softly in Han Zhao's arms, "Yaoguang has always ate vegetables obediently and is not picky eaters."

Han Zhao touched Yaoguang's head: "Yaoguang is so good."

"Master!" Suddenly, a deep and depressing call came in. Just as Han Zhao wanted to raise his head, he was embraced by a generous chest. It was Liu Ji.

Liu Ji clasped Han Zhao's head, pressed his face to his own, and murmured in a low voice, "I miss Master so much, I miss so much."

This short sentence seemed to have magical power, hitting Han Zhao's nerves and making his heart numb.

He embraced Liu Ji with the other hand, and stroked the back of Liu Ji's head: "I miss you as a teacher." He couldn't figure out why he missed Liu Ji so much, even more than when they were separated for three and a half years.

In an instant, Han Zhao felt that the arms around him were getting stronger, and then Yao Guang, who was among them, protested: "Shi Shigong, Daddy, you squeezed me!"

The lingering and sticky atmosphere was broken by Yao Guang's sound, Han Zhao was taken aback, and pushed Liu Ji away.Liu Ji, who was pushed away, looked at Han Zhao and then at Yaoguang. He was willing to get angry at none of them, so he shifted his eyes, and his eyes fell on Geng Yi who came back with Han Zhao.

Geng Yi took a step forward after receiving the wink from his boss, smiled at Yao Guang and said, "Would you like Bin'er to go play with Uncle?"

Yao Guang shrank back, and hugged Han Zhao's neck even harder: "No! I want to be with Master Shigong!"

Geng Yi was hit, and he gave Liu Ji a helpless look.

Because they were separated for too long, Yao Guang, who missed Han Zhao terribly, had been clinging to Han Zhao until Yao Guang fell asleep at night, and Han Zhao was free to talk to Liu Ji about serious matters.

After listening to Han Zhao's explanation, Liu Ji asked, "He wants me to go back to succeed him?"

Han Zhao replied, "The probability is so."

Liu Ji raised the corners of his lips mockingly: "Master, have you ever thought that it would be better if he died, but if he survives, then I will be the first one to deal with after he recovers."

Whenever possible, Liu Ci would never let go of the power in his hands.

Han Zhao's expression darkened, and what Liu Ji said could happen: "But only when you go back, will you have the chance to continue fighting."

Liu Ji looked at Han Zhao sadly, and smiled bitterly: "I will go back. After all, I don't expect much from his father-son relationship."

To be correct, Liu Ji never had expectations of Liu Ci, and he expressed it in this way just to win Han Zhao's sympathy.

The only thing he was looking forward to was Han Zhao.

Sure enough, Han Zhao had a distressed expression on his face. He reached out and took Liu Ji's hand.

But Liu Ji grabbed Han Zhao with his backhand, pulled him hard, and pulled him into his arms, so fast that Han Zhao had no time to withdraw his hand.

Liu Ji hugged him too tightly, and Han Zhao was so strangled that he wanted to push him away.

"I only have Master." This weak whisper made Han Zhaozhi stop. He hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand, and slowly hugged Liu Ji.

Feeling the response, Liu Ji tightened his arms and hugged Han Zhao even tighter.

Han Zhao frowned and complained, "You pushed too hard, you squeezed me."

Liu Ji joked: "Why is Master the same as Yao Guang?"

Han Zhao was dissatisfied: "What's the same?"

Liu Ji rubbed against him: "It's the same everywhere." They are all so cute that he wants to hide them, but the things he wants to do after hiding are different.

Han Zhao was helpless: "Obviously you are like a child who can't grow up."

Liu Ji laughed lowly: "No matter how old men are, they will still look like immature children in front of certain objects, but they are indeed men."

Speaking of this, Liu Ji suddenly changed his tone in a low voice, and slowly slid his slender hands across Han Zhao's back: "Master, do you think I'm a man?"

In the past, he would not dare to ask this question, because he was indeed not a man in Han Zhao's eyes at that time, but now he asked because he noticed a subtle change in Han Zhao's attitude.

Wild wolves are always particularly sensitive to the breath of their prey, and they can finely distinguish whether it is disdain, defense, fear, or submission...

As dull as Han Zhao, he also sensed that the atmosphere was not right. He grabbed Liu Ji's hand that had slipped to his waist: "I'm tired of being a teacher. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it tomorrow."

His attitude was very tough, and he tried his best to break Liu Ji's hand, but Liu Ji couldn't maintain such a posture.

Liu Ji had no choice but to let go, and he raised his face to look at Han Zhao with an innocent and unclear expression.

Seeing this look, Han Zhao was stunned, and began to feel that he had misunderstood Liu Ji, and that the ambiguity just now was due to his impure thoughts.With a guilty conscience, he gave Liu Ji a complicated look, turned around and fled.

Liu Ji, who was left behind, sat alone in the study, rubbing his fingers lightly, reminiscing about the touch when he slid across Han Zhao's waistline just now: "Don't worry, hurry up, when he becomes emperor, the master will have nowhere to go."Since his father is ill, let him get well.

In the dim candlelight, Liu Ji lowered his eyes, the fundus of his eyes was darker than the night.

The author has something to say: Han Zhao: Liu Ji's appearance should be fragile, and he wants to comfort him.

Two and a half: You think too much, he just wants to sleep with you in heat, he is just a bully.

ps: Ninety-nine percent of Liu Ji's fragility is fake. He was punished and only wanted to kill others. The crying is for Han Zhao