Chapter 397: Familiar Swallow Returns
"Liu Qingshan, you are so selfish. You know very well that Emperor Wen is a good emperor. If you kill him and overthrow the rule of the Han Dynasty, the lives of the people will only fall into dire straits again, and more people will follow your old path."
He Zhaojun reached for her waist and felt a cold handle. She quietly flipped the safety button: "He Yuan isn't here, right? Where did you hide him?"
Liu Qingshan knew that He Zhaojun was also skilled in martial arts, but he was too proud to take it seriously. "The young master is the future king I chose. How could I let anything happen to him?"
He Zhaojun was incredulous when she heard this and shook her head repeatedly, "I really don't know whether I should praise your loyalty to the He family or condemn your betrayal... Have you ever thought about how the He family will cope after today? Not to mention that He Yuan is just a child!"
Liu Qingshan seemed to have been prodded in the sore spot. He stiffened his neck and said, "So what! When he becomes the greatest king, he will definitely thank me, and so will the people of the world! You should thank me too. I will fulfill your unfulfilled wish!"
"No, Liu Qingshan, my wish has never been to train a great king, but to make everyone in this world like a dragon, so that there will no longer be a need for a king!"
As soon as He Zhaojun finished speaking, she whipped out a small musket from her waist and, without hesitation, pulled the trigger, aiming at Liu Qingshan's heart. She knew this was her only chance.
When Liu Qingshan was a bodyguard, he was the bravest in the entire capital, not to mention that his martial arts skills improved after he became the chief escort. Even though her martial arts skills are no longer as mediocre as they were back then, she is still no match for him.
What she could rely on was this musket that was made by the Five Flags Division and assembled by her own hands.
The moment the shot was fired, sparks flew everywhere, and the energy generated by the explosives instantly ignited the gas in the cave. Amid the violent explosion, He Zhaojun was knocked over by the air wave and fell into the hot spring.
Before she fell into a coma, she only felt that this scene was familiar, as if she had encountered the same scene before, but the river water at that time was much colder than it is now.
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It was five days later when He Zhaojun woke up again. She opened her eyes and subconsciously looked for He Yuan, only to find that her brother was dozing off on the couch beside her.
She reached out and touched He Yuan's cheek. The little boy smacked his lips, a trickle of saliva dripping down his cheek. Not long after, perhaps because of a nightmare, the little boy suddenly sat up straight and reached out to feel He Zhaojun's breath.
"Brother." He Zhaojun took his hand and held the little boy in her arms.
He Yuan opened his eyes wide. He hadn't expected that after waiting for so long, his sister would actually wake up. He crawled out of the room in disbelief, yelling for Long Feibai to come and take her pulse.
He Zhaojun climbed out of bed, feeling both amused and helpless, picked up the teapot and drank a large pot of it. The tea was completely cold, but she didn't care. Only then did she feel that her thirst had dissipated a lot.
It was Shao Shang who came in first. She walked briskly with her belly bulging, holding He Zhaojun's hand and smiling happily. He Zhaojun wanted to ask about the situation, but Shao Shang took over the conversation and told her everything in a flash.
As He Zhaojun listened, she felt her skin become dry and itchy, but she didn't know why. She reached out to scratch it, but Wen Ziduan, who had rushed over, grabbed her and said, "You've been in the hot spring for too long. The water is hot and there's sulfur in it. You need to apply some ointment."
He Zhaojun blinked: "Who are you?"
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