Chapter 381 Amnesia

It is impossible to say that I am not afraid of the ruthless man who had his arm cut off before they even met.

Sang Luo showed an awkward smile on his face: "Believe it, of course you have to believe it, Prince, listen to my explanation. If I really cooperated with the little emperor to plot against Beiling, I would not tell you all the situation in Mobei, nor would I stay in the imperial city. If the imperial city encountered danger or the plan was exposed, I would definitely die. How could I not cherish my life and take risks?"

His explanation made some sense.

An Yunxi's eyes flashed with contemplation, and then said: "But I don't believe that it is such a coincidence that you are the one who brought the envoy here. Maybe you want to use this to deceive me and the prince's trust."

Sang Luo's eyebrows twitched.

"Princess, this is wrong. If there is any conspiracy, it must have nothing to do with me. The one who proposed to arrange for the envoys to come to Beiling was not me, but my second brother."

"Your second brother?"

Now, the three princes of Mobei are all involved.

Sang Luo said: "My second brother's name is Sang Yuan. He is my mortal enemy in Mobei. If there is really someone cooperating with the new emperor of Beiling, it must be him. After all, he would like me to die outside."

Ling Fengxun's fingers tapped lightly on the table.

"So, you are not the next heir of Mobei?"

Sang Luo's face showed a helpless look.

"My father has secretly issued an edict to pass the throne to me in the future. Doesn't this count?"

Ling Fengxun sneered at this: "Who would believe it?"

Sang Luo frowned and thought for a while.

"Sang Yuan and others also knew about this, so I encountered many assassinations on the way to Beiling. I took the initiative to show up and expose my identity, and I also wanted to seek refuge with the prince. After all, the imperial city is heavily guarded, and it is not easy for those assassins to get in. If I were not the future prince of Mobei, why would Sang Yuan pay such a high price and kill me?"

Sang Luo thought about it briefly and figured out the cause and effect of this matter. The reason

why he surrendered as soon as he showed up was that he didn't want Sang Yuan to be the final winner of the throne.

His father was persuaded by his second brother Sang Yuan to arrange for him to come to Beiling to negotiate. After he came out, Sang Yuan never planned to let him go back.

Almost all the guards who protected him along the way died, and in the end only two personal maids were left by his side, and he had no way to go.

That's why he took the initiative to surrender.

Sang Yuan secretly cooperated with the little emperor, so it is fair and reasonable for him to cooperate with the regent.

An Yunxi suddenly frowned, a little dissatisfied with him.

"Why didn't you tell me and the prince about these things in advance?"

Sang Luo was a little speechless for a while.

"If I had told this, the prince and the princess would definitely drive me out of the imperial city and let me fend for myself. Moreover, before this happened, I really didn't know Sang Yuan's plan. If I really wanted to know about this, I would never hide it and let you two suspect me!"

His expression was very sincere, and he was just about to raise his hand to swear.

Ling Fengxun, however, had a blank expression on his face. His sharp eyebrows were extremely cold, and his angular facial features were obviously handsome, but people dared not look directly at him.

"I don't care about the internal struggles in Mobei, but if anyone dares to plot against me..."

He paused.

Sang Luo felt a chill running down his spine.

"I will make him regret living in this world!"

These words were said calmly, but Sang Luo knew that the other party was definitely not joking.

There were few people in the world who didn't know the reputation of the Regent King of Beiling. Now that the entire Beiling Kingdom was in his hands, few people dared to offend this killing god.

Sang Luo didn't dare to play any tricks: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely not lie to you. I came all the way here to save the little emperor, and I also want to wait for the little emperor to wake up so as to clear myself of suspicion."

When the time comes to ask the little emperor, won't the truth be revealed?

An Yunxi nodded to Ling Fengxun.

She agreed with Sang Luo's statement. The truth would be known when Ling Changyue woke up.

Sang Luo was locked in the next room and someone was arranged to guard him. The other ministers stood in the yard for an entire afternoon. They were so tired that their waists and legs ached, but they refused to leave.

The people in the palace did not dare to leave without the prince's order. They were left to guard the yard, waiting for the good news that the emperor had woken up.

The next morning, it was bright.

A group of officials had been frozen in the yard all night. They were tired, hungry and sleepy. They leaned against the corners of the wall and yawned.

Duke Liu even sneezed with a trembling face.

Seeing that the door was finally opened and the imperial physician came out, he hurried over nervously.

"How is the emperor?"

The imperial physician saw a group of important figures in the court, who looked so unpresentable in this courtyard, and twitched his mouth and said, "He survived. Although he hasn't woken up yet, as long as he takes good care of himself, his life should be safe."

Upon hearing this, Duke Liu's face immediately showed surprise.

"That's great, the emperor is fine, that's great."

The group of ministers in the back also heard this, and hurriedly got up from the ground, patted the dirt on their official uniforms, and came to the door excitedly.

The reason why everyone was waiting outside was that they were afraid of hearing the bad news that the emperor had died.

After staying up all night, the ministers all had big dark circles under their eyes.

At this time, someone had already informed the prince and princess of the good news.

Ling Fengxun and An Yunxi slept well. They didn't stay up late. They just told the servants in the mansion that if the emperor died, they just needed to come and inform him.

So, when they walked out of the room together, they both looked energetic.

The door of the next room was also opened.

Sang Luo stretched his waist and walked out.

He slept well and was confident in his medicine.

When Duke Liu and the Minister of War saw him, they were like seeing a benefactor.

They surrounded him enthusiastically.

"Thank you, Third Prince, for saving the emperor!"

Sang Luo said calmly, "No, it was just a simple effort. Besides, Mobei wanted to establish a good relationship with Beiling, and would definitely not do anything to hurt the emperor. Don't be fooled by the previous rumors. Someone must be trying to sow discord!"

"What the Third Prince said makes sense. If it was Mobei who did it, you would definitely not help our emperor!"

It can be said that Sang Luo's appearance this time directly cleared Mobei of the suspicion of taking the emperor away.

This was also one of the reasons why he came here.

An Yunxi changed into a red dress with peony butterflies flying freely on the hem. This look was really more gorgeous.

It formed a sharp contrast with the dying state of the little emperor at this time.

She walked to the door, went directly into the room where the little emperor was recuperating, and then stood by his bed.

"Doctor, can you wake him up?"

The doctor heard this, glanced at the little Ling Changyue who was still sleeping on the bed, and nodded: "Yes."

Then he paused and said: "Princess, the emperor's legs are disabled. If he wakes up and knows this, I'm afraid he won't be able to accept it."

A dark color flashed in An Yunxi's eyes.

It was really a bargain for Ling Changyue to save his life.

She was looking forward to Ling Changyue's reaction when he woke up and knew this news .

The doctor heard this, took out a silver needle, and stabbed Ling Changyue several times.

Not long after, Ling Changyue's eyelids trembled, the eyeballs below rolled slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.

The next moment, a weak and hoarse voice came.

"Who are you?"