Fang Huai'an's hand hung down, he slowly turned sideways to make way out, and his hands were clenched into fists. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Papapa!" There was a high-five from not far away, "Puyang, you should have let Jin Yuan suffer a long time ago, my sister, the most noble princess of Da Zhou, how can she chase after others, and she is hot." ”

Liu Tong stomped his feet and changed his delicate appearance just now, "Brother Prince, what are you talking about!"

Liu Rui patted Fang Huai'an on the shoulder, and he shook his head and said, "I gave you so many hints openly and secretly, you still don't understand, it's really rotten wood that can't be carved." ”

Fang Huai'an turned his head and found that Liu Tong had long since disappeared, and he hooked the corners of his mouth in the direction she left. Liu Rui squinted, "Before Puyang and Xu, they will make a big move." ”

"Thank you for your hard work, Jin Yuan. ”

After the matter was picked up, Qing Yuan found that Princess Puyang was in a good mood every day, "Your Highness, the concubine Niangniang just sent you and the skirt of the ceremony, so that you can see if it is acceptable." ”

It is a bright yellow color that symbolizes royalty.

Liu Tong was a little stunned, bright yellow...... It is a privilege that only the most noble emperor of the Great Zhou can have, and even the Linchuan princess and Lu, who were the favorite of the first emperor, could not enjoy the honor.

"Qingyuan, put it away, I, I like it very much. She still holds an embroidered handkerchief in her hand, and the mandarin duck embroidered on it has begun to take shape, her movements are not as rusty as a month ago, threading needles and threads, and her fingers are not flexible.

After a while, Mama Jiang beside Concubine Yin came over, her face was pale, and she said that Concubine Niangniang invited Princess Puyang over.

On this day, Liu Tong changed the skirt of the ceremony, pulled her hair in a bun, and swayed it with a hibiscus hairpin, and her makeup was gorgeous. She helped Qing Yuan and walked step by step towards this deep palace.

"Imperial sister, offended!" Pingyang Wang Yu smiled, and with a wave of his hand, the Praetorian Guards surrounded the Zhaoyang Palace.

King Pingyang rebelled and forced the palace.

In the palace of the Yin Guifei, the emperor passed out, His Royal Highness the Prince's arm was still bleeding, and the crying of Yingying Yanyan filled the main hall. Liu Tong frowned, "Mother." ”

"Puyang, come here. ”

King Pingyang sneered, "Is the crown prince and the younger brother waiting for Fang Huai'an, Imperial Envoy Fang?" He looked around at everyone in the hall, and his eyes fell on the Yin Guifei and Princess Puyang, "Imperial Envoy Fang, I'm afraid it's already more auspicious." ”

Liu Rui lowered his eyes and didn't look at Puyang, the blood soaked through his sleeves, and the dark blood stains looked shocking.

A whistle sounded outside, and King Pingyang laughed twice, "Father, the country of the Great Zhou, it seems that the prince and the younger brother are not blessed, and the sons will definitely help you guard the country." After finishing speaking, a palace maid brought out a bowl of medicine, which he personally took and poured for Emperor Xian.

"Father!" Liu Tong was dumbfounded, she struggled to break free from the people who bound her, pushed away King Pingyang, and slapped Emperor Xian's back hard, "Father, spit it out, spit it out......"

Yin Guifei slumped and sat on the ground, looking sluggish.

Emperor Xian opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but couldn't pronounce a syllable, he stared at King Pingyang with his eyes, held Liu Tong's hand with both hands, and finally when his eyes fell on Liu Tong's face, a line of tears was drawn from the corner of his eyes, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Father!" Liu Tong hissed.

Seeing that Liu Rui closed his eyes, Emperor Xian swallowed his breath, and King Pingyang said loudly: "Imperial sister, let's mourn." He waved his hand and asked people to guard the palace before turning around and leaving, although he was completely sure of this forced palace, it was inevitable that something would go wrong.

Even if it is his own son, he is not at ease.

Fang Huai'an's variable is still in his throat.