“Ahem…”
Zhao Yuanqi's face turned red and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence. He waved his hands weakly, but could only utter some broken syllables from his throat.
When people are on the verge of death, they always generate some strength that they don't have at other times. Although Zhao Yuanqi felt that his breathing was becoming more and more difficult, he still tried to raise his right hand to push Huo Cenji away.
But before the trembling hand touched Huo Cenji, Huo Cenji suddenly let go of his hand and let him fall to the ground in a mess.
Zhao Yuanqi lay on the ground, with hatred and madness in his eyes. He suddenly looked up and stared at Huo Cenji like a vengeful ghost:
"Oh! His Royal Highness the Regent is truly loyal to His Majesty!"
Zhao Yuanqi emphasized the word "loyal", as if reminding Huo Cenji of what he had done.
But Huo Cenji didn't want to waste any more time, so he wiped his palms with a handkerchief and asked casually:
"I'll ask you again! What exactly do you, the Zhao family, want to do?"
"How did you know about the secret passage in His Majesty's bedroom?"
"And why is the long-lost Imperial Seal in your hands?"
In fact, when these words were asked, Huo Cenji could vaguely sense in his heart what the Zhao family was trying to do.
But what he wanted to know was not the obvious results, but how they planned and prepared in secret.
He didn't believe it could be accomplished overnight.
Zhao Yuanqi naturally understood what Huo Cenji meant, but he just curled his lips in mockery and said stubbornly:
"Can't His Royal Highness the Regent guess what we are going to do?"
"Isn't what we are going to do what you, the Regent, want to do? Why ask me..."
"It seems that Lord Zhao is unwilling to tell me." Huo Cenji stroked the cold mask on his face. His tone was clearly smiling, but his eyes were as cold as ice.
He naturally hoped that Zhao Yuanqi would cooperate, but sometimes it was really annoying not to hear what he wanted to hear.
So Huo Cenji "kindly" informed Zhao Yuanqi of his father's situation:
"That day we invited Lord Zhao into the palace. For some reason, he got into a conflict with the imperial guards, and during the struggle, he accidentally destroyed one of his paintings."
"Strangely enough, after the painting was destroyed, Elder Zhao was invited to the palace and fell seriously ill. Naturally, I had all the doctors in the Imperial Hospital examine Elder Zhao's condition, and they all said it was a case of internal stagnation that was difficult to cure."
"I guess Lord Zhao would also like to see your father in person?"
"Huo Cenji, you are despicable and shameless!" Zhao Yuanqi didn't care about the discomfort in his throat, stood up tremblingly and cursed at Huo Cenji.
He thought that his father would not have an easy time in Huo Cenji's hands, but he never expected that his father's situation would be so bad now.
Painting...that painting?
Could it be the portrait of Tang Yu’s mother?
Zhao Yuanqi was extremely confused, and he had obviously guessed why his father was depressed.
All kinds of emotions intertwined, and Zhao Yuanqi's tone became harsh due to the stimulation:
"Huo Cenji, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!"
"The people I sent are all highly skilled in martial arts, so how could they not kill you? If you hadn't been protected by someone, you would have died at the border long ago!"
Now... now he and his father would not end up like this!
In the end, only one of the people he sent survived, but he died after trying hard to tell him the news that Huo Cenji was rescued.
Although he was unwilling, he had no choice.
After all, he had calculated everything, but in the end he was still one step behind.
"What did you say?" Huo Cenji suppressed the smile on his face, frowned and asked in a cold tone.
But the tone was somewhat unbelievable.
Someone saved him?
Didn’t he fall to the bottom of the cliff and was rescued by Liu Ziqing?
Who rescued him?
He only remembered that he was surrounded by a group of people with great martial arts skills, with wounds all over his body. In the end, he struggled hard to keep himself from closing his eyes.
He was in a daze at that time, and it was probably for this reason that he fell off the cliff.
He had experienced all of this personally, and what Zhao Yuanqi said did not appear in his memory at all.
Zhao Yuanqi heard Huo Cenji's questioning tone and suddenly laughed sarcastically:
"Could it be that His Royal Highness the Regent truly believes that it is providence that has spared your life?"
If this is true, Huo Cenji is really too lucky. Not only did he survive the hands of the top killer, but he can now stand here and talk to him properly.
Haha... If that's really the case, then it's really fate that Huo Cenji has reached his current position.
But it was he who personally sent people to attack Huo Cenji. He knew very well that no matter how powerful Huo Cenji's martial arts skills were, he could not survive the siege of a group of masters.
And the turning point of all this lies in the group of people who suddenly appeared.
It was that group of people who saved Huo Cenji's life.
"Who are they?" Huo Cenji asked Zhao Yuanqi in a low voice with his eyes as dark as ink.
"Your Highness thinks too highly of me. How would I know all this?" Zhao Yuanqi did not hide it from Huo Cenji. He really didn't know.
In the end, only one of the people he sent came back alive, but because of the long journey, he died after hurriedly saying "The Regent is still alive".
So what could he know?
Before Huo Cenji led his troops back to the capital, he even had a little hope in his heart—
"Maybe Huo Cenji died somewhere in the end."
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