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After Fu Minghua finished speaking, he glanced at the sweaty waiter, smiled and asked:

"Do you remember everything?"

The waiter's teeth clucked, and he thought silently in his heart before answering:

"Slave remembers."

"Take the Qin Wangfu card order out of the house, I will let Biyun lead the two mothers-in-law to follow behind you, if anyone dares to stop you from coming down, I will enter the palace, the prince is not in Luoyang, a woman's family, I want to appreciate a painting, but also look at the faces of the adults in Luoyang!" After Fu Minghua said this gently, he told the waiter:

"If anyone stops you, let me speak these words to them who stand against you."

"Slave obedience."

Fu Minghua's voice was gentle, and he was not anxious and worried because the current situation was not in her favor, as if he had lost his proportion.

In such a critical situation, it greatly calmed the panicked servants.

The waiter answered, and Fu Minghua turned his head to look at Biyun, and his gaze gradually became gentler:

"Biyun, are you afraid?"

There are not many people around her who can be used, especially Rong Tuying's move to make a big fuss about Ling Shaoxu's death and want to empty the forces of the Qin Palace, making her unusable.

Yan Chai is fighting outside, and here in Luoyang, she can't let Yan Chai worry anymore.

At least she can't fight side by side with Yan Chai, but she also has to try her best to clear some worries for him.

Such a moment may seem dangerous, but if it is over, it will only be seen in retrospect.

But today, when Rong Tuying shows her hideous face, the people she can trust, that is, the girls who are still loyal to 'her' and never abandon 'Fu Minghua' when the 'Fu Minghua' in her dream is in danger!

"Slaves are not afraid."

Biyun raised his head and shook his head vigorously:

"Later, the slave maid took someone and followed Wu Xu! You can rest assured. ”

Fu Minghua looked at her for a long time and nodded slowly.

At this moment, Biyun's face coincided with the face of 'Biyun' in the dream when he learned that 'the master was promised to Lu Changyan', and he was bent on going back to Jiangzhou Xie's house to rescue 'her', Fu Minghua's eyes became softer and softer, and he told her:

"If someone blocks the way, you really don't have to touch it hard, and as soon as you finish speaking, you still don't allow it to pass, and you will immediately return it."

Biyun nodded silently.

In the palace, Cui Guifei knelt in front of the Zichen Palace, and when the rain poured down, she was drenched all over.

The black sky seemed to crush her kneeling body at this time, but she stubbornly refused to admit defeat.

Huang Yixing hurriedly came out, stood beside her with an umbrella, and stomped his feet: "The old slave's mother, the emperor received a secret report from Xijing at this time, and he really has no time to see you, so hurry up." ”

"My son wants to kill people, there is no need to do this action of hiding his head and showing his tail, I want to ask the emperor to uphold justice, and I have to find out the rats who harbor evil intentions behind this!"

Huang Yixing looked at her with a firm face, and sighed again in desperation, remembering that in front of the Xuanhui Palace in the past, Qin Wangyan chased after the cup of tea he poured and the one he had drunk.

"That's it." After a while, the hesitation in Huang Yixing's eyes became firm, he gritted his teeth, and motioned to Cheng Ji on the side to take the umbrella in his hand with his eyes, while he braved the heavy rain and rushed all the way down the steps with his head in his arms.

He took three steps and two steps up the steps, and his figure gradually disappeared in front of the gate of Xuanhui Palace, and Cui Guifei, who was kneeling in the rain, saw such a scene, and hooked the corners of her mouth imperceptibly.

"Why do you bother?"

Cheng Ji shook his head and wiped the rain from his face.

The umbrella he held was almost completely covered on top of Cui Guifei's head, and his whole body was drenched in rain.

Cui Guifei moved her cold legs, which had lost consciousness, and as soon as she moved, there was a pinprick-like pain in her knees.

She has been in Luoyang for many years, trapped in the side of Emperor Jia'an, as Fu Minghua said, in the emperor's calculations, the more powerful her son is in the court, the more she can not be in the limelight in the harem, and she can't collude with the ministers of the court like Concubine Rong.

In contrast, Concubine Rong is extremely favored, and there are Rong and Rong Tuying outside the palace to rely on, so now Yan Xin is just a king of Shu, moved to a fiefdom, and is just a Xiazhou assassin.

Now after the accident, the only thing she can ask for is Emperor Jia'an, and Concubine Cui Guifei also wants to show Emperor Jia'an that she can only rely on the emperor's attitude, and is waiting for Emperor Jia'an to give her an answer.

"Why bother? The emperor received a secret letter from Xijing, I am afraid that the palace of Zhongxin County will be in trouble because of Ling Shaoxu's death, right? ”

Cui Guifei sneered twice, and her body trembled slightly.

The heavy rain seemed to sweep away the heat of Luoyang, and the rain fell down the steps along the eaves of the high Xuanhui Hall in front of it, and flowed down the bottom.

Jing Gu looked at her with some distress, but she also knew Cui Guifei's character and didn't dare to help her up.

What she said was not for Cheng Ji, but for Cheng Ji, and to the emperor who was sitting in the Xuanhui Hall at this time.

"Ling Shaoxu is about to die, Xijing's secret letter has been received so quickly! I have to say, what a coincidence. Cui Guifei's voice was mixed with the pouring rain, and she trembled a little.

Cheng Ji quietly held an umbrella for her and did not speak.

"My chasing son, although I dare not say that he is the husband who stands up to the sky, but I will never dare to do it, at this time others are in Youzhou, but Ling Zixu died in the palace of Luoyang Zhongxin County, Xijing's secret letter arrived in Luoyang so quickly, such a coincidence, who knows if someone is in line with it, or is it the king of Zhongxin County who guards and steals?"

Cheng Ji didn't speak, and Cui Guifei seemed to be talking to herself.

In the Xuanhui Palace, Emperor Jia'an held the folds from Xijing and sat in the chair in the study.

Huang Yixing stood outside the hall for a long time, the wind blew and drizzled on him, he took several deep breaths before tidying up the corners of his clothes and entering.

He poured himself a cup of tea and placed it on his desk.

The table top was very neat, and Emperor Jia'an looked at the fold in his hand with a calm expression.

In fact, the situation in Xijing was very critical at this time, and the king of Zhongxin County had gathered troops and horses in Xijing and other places, and issued a list of documents, announcing that the fourth son of Shu, Ling Zixu, had died at the hands of Yan Chai, the king of Qin, and denounced Yan Chai's eighteen crimes, and asked Emperor Jia'an to severely punish the murderer and return justice to the prince of Zhongxin County.

The officials personally appointed by Emperor Jia'an in Xijing have been killed and detained.

Since May 29, the city gate of Xijing City has been closed, and the excerpt has been sent to Luoyang for a few days, and the situation in Xijing at this time will only be more severe than when the excerpt was sent, but Emperor Jia'an was not in a hurry, threw the excerpt on the table at will, and picked up the cup of tea that Huang Yixing had just poured. (To be continued.) )