On the top of the concubine covered with snow-white brocade, a handsome and gentle man was pressed under a cold young man in white, and the two of them leaned on as if they were lingering.

Phantom Mo Che was taken aback by the prince's actions and didn't know how to react, he had something to do these days, so he hadn't seen the prince all these days, and he missed it very much in his heart, knowing that the prince entered the palace directly after entering the palace but didn't see the prince's figure, and came to Kunning Palace, the forbidden place in the palace after several inquiries.

Thinking that the prince's biological mother was Queen Qiu, Fan Moche quietly entered this Kunning Palace. When Fan Moche came to the side hall of this Kunning Palace, he saw that the prince was sleeping on the soft couch like a kitten, and it was obvious that he was a powerful person sleeping on the soft couch to see how thin and small she was.

Thinking that although the weather was not bad, if he rested here, he would still be cold, and Phantom Moche was about to wake up the prince, although he wanted to pick up the prince and go to bed to rest, but he also knew that it was impossible. But when he just approached the prince, he was crushed by the prince.

Phantom Moche looked at the prince a little nervously, but when he saw the prince's eyes, his whole body was uncontrollably stiff, and his eyes that were as calm as a deep pool were looking at him with waves at this moment, as if he was not looking at himself. Phantom Moche saw hatred, sadness, and sadness in those eyes, which made Phantom Moche's whole person feel uncontrollable, and felt sorry for this young man who obviously looked powerful.

Phantom Moche knew that the prince was looking at others by himself, and at this moment, Phantom Moche hated that person extremely much, how could that person, how could he hurt the prince? How can you make the prince sad? If he could, Phantom Moche really wanted to kill that person!

The prince's delicate and cool hands gently stroked the peach blossom eyes of Phantom Moche, and the complexity made Phantom Moche incomprehensible.

But just when Phantom Moche was immersed in this painful and sad mood, the prince lifted Phantom Moche off the soft couch. Phantom Moche, who was already sad for the prince, was thrown to the ground without any defense, and the cold ground made Phantom Moche look up at the prince with his head down.

"Prince!" There was a thick connection and coarseness in Phantom Moche's voice. He looked at the prince sitting there, even if he couldn't see the prince's expression, he could feel the lingering darkness around the prince, as if this darkness had divided them into two worlds.

Yan Wuxin suppressed the blood that wanted to gush out in his heart, and shouted at Phantom Moche, "Get out!" ”

Phantom Moche wanted to say something, but when he saw that the prince's eyes were overflowing with murderous intent when he looked at him, Phantom Moche lowered his eyes and walked out of the side hall step by step. He was not afraid that the prince would kill him, but he felt that the prince's qi and blood were wrong, and if he was inside, it would make the prince's breath even more unstable.

Phantom Mo Che walked out of the side hall but did not leave Kunning Palace, but stood at the door of the side hall and looked up at the blue sky, feeling helpless in his heart. Maybe he didn't understand why the prince was always hostile to him, but now he clearly understands.

The prince is not hostile to himself, but extremely hostile to a person who is somewhat similar to himself. Phantom Moche stretched out his hand to stroke his peach blossom eyes, these eyes... The prince is always a little irritated every time he sees these eyes, and the person who has these eyes is lucky to make the prince care. But seeing the prince's grief, Mo Che understood that that person had hurt the prince after all, otherwise how could he make the prince so out of shape just with a pair of similar eyes?

There was a teenager curled up on a soft couch in the side hall, and that unconscious curled up posture made him look like a helpless baby...

Yan Wuxin's luck suppressed the poisonous gas surging in his body, and Yan Wuxin's eyes flickered. The toxicity of her body was obviously suppressed very well by herself, although it would be poisoned sooner or later, but it would not be so fast, what went wrong to make her poison have problems in advance. Don't? The hand in Yan Wuxin's sleeve caressed the jade pendant, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold smile.

When Yan Wuxin adjusted his qi and blood to Yun Gong for a while, he got up from the soft couch and prepared to leave here, after all, the prince still needs to attend the dinner party. And after talking with my father, I also made my mind a little more relaxed, and there are some things I must have.

As soon as Yan Wuxin walked out of the side hall, he saw Phantom Moche standing there looking up at the sky and not moving, Phantom Moche, who heard the voice, suddenly turned around and saw the prince who walked out of the side hall, and looked at the prince's complexion seemed to be much better, and Phantom Moche felt slightly relaxed.

Yan Wuxin didn't expect that Phantom Moche would wait here for so long, she herself knew that she seemed to be a little angry with Phantom Moche, and even for a moment there was a moment when she had a strong killing intent towards Phantom Moche, if Phantom Moche resisted or attacked herself at that time, today's matter would definitely not be so simple to pass.

"Prince!" The smile on the corner of Phantom Moche's mouth was still warm as the wind, as if what had just happened had never happened.

Yan Wuxin nodded, and then left Kunning Palace. And the smile on the corner of the phantom moche's mouth that stayed in place slowly disappeared and then became bitter, he glanced back at the side hall, thinking about what had just happened, and his heart was astringent.

When Yan Wuxin was about to go to the palace for the dinner, he met Nangong Qian and Nangong Lian, two brothers and sisters who were also preparing to go with the eunuchs. The three of them had a good impression of each other, so they nodded to each other and walked towards the dinner palace together, and on the way, a lively princess kept talking, while the other two were silent and expressionless.

However, as soon as the three of them passed through the Imperial Garden, they met a woman who had fallen by herself, and they had no intention of taking a closer look. Oh, it's really a coincidence, my eldest sister actually "accidentally" broke her foot like this.

Today's Yan Qinmi wore an alizarin green snow tulle skirt with a moon-white half-arm, holding a goose-yellow shawl, even if she fell, she still smiled at them sweetly and lovely, she was polite and courteous when she fell, she looked like a gentle and gentle woman, if other men saw it, they didn't know how satisfied they were.

"Prince, the eldest sister's foot is broken, can you come and help me?" Yan Qinmi squatted slightly, her white collarbone was exposed in front of everyone's eyes, and those eyes saw Yan Wuxin, but the rest of her eyes were looking at Nangong Qian.

Nangong Lian looked at the corners of Yan Qinmi's mouth twitching a little under the veil, and then gave Yan Wuxin a gloating look. Since she followed the imperial brother, she didn't know how many women she had deliberately fallen and wanted to crash into the imperial brother's arms, but unfortunately none of them succeeded. Although this Yan Qin Mi is good, Nangong Lian dares to guarantee that if she dares to make up for the imperial brother, she will definitely be thrown into the lake of the imperial garden.

Yan Wuxin glanced at Yan Qinmi and said, "I'm sorry, eldest sister, this palace has been in poor health, how can I help you?" Nangong Lian laughed, Yan Wuxin said that Yan Qin was fat at a turning point!

Yan Qinmi didn't really want the prince to help him, but the prince's lack of face still made Yan Qinmi a little annoyed. She glanced at Nangong Qian a little sadly, "I wonder if this son can help Princess Ben?" This princess's foot is broken! ”

Of course, Yan Qinmi knew who the tall and handsome man in front of him was, that was the famous Prince Qian of the famous Nangong Kingdom. In the past, she had never seen this man, but she had heard too many legends about this man, but now that she saw this man, she knew that there was such a powerful and indifferent man in this world, and if she married such a man, it would be worth her life.

Nangong Qian was still amused by the poisonous snake of the dead prince, but he didn't expect that this woman would want to let him help her? Thinking that this woman is the imperial sister of the Dead Prince, and now she is in the Dead Kingdom Nangong Qiancai did not kill anyone, but the tone is definitely not good.

"What are you? Do you deserve to let this king help you? Nangong Qian waved his purple sleeves, as if he had seen something disgusting.

Yan Qinmi's eyes turned red because of Nangong Qian's insulting words, she didn't think that she would be rejected by Prince Qian, but she never thought that this Prince Qian not only rejected herself but humiliated herself, Yan Qinmi had already seen some palace maids in the imperial garden secretly laughing, when had she ever suffered such a shameful humiliation?

"Prince Yan, is this your imperial sister?" Nangong Lian asked knowingly, and as she spoke, she looked at Yan Qinmi, who was squatting there, with great disdain, "This princess obviously saw that the women of this martyrdom were all dressed conservatively, why did this princess come out dressed like this?" If this princess was dressed as this ghost virtue, I am afraid that she would have been beaten to death by the royal brother a long time ago! As he spoke, he also pointed to Yan Qinmi's exposed collarbone and looming chest.

"It's just a father!" Yan Wuxin said disdainfully, if she had such a stupid imperial sister, she would have pinched her to death, and it was an eyesore to watch.

The three of them walked past Yan Qinmi's side as they spoke, and the naughty Nangong Lian actually stepped on the skirt of Yan Qinmi's spread on the ground when she passed by Yan Qinmi. Nangong Qian saw that there was no expression, and Yan Wuxin saw it because he felt that Nangong Lian was really naughty, and the personalities of the two brothers and sisters were really opposite.

At this time, Yan Qinmi, who was squatting there, stood up and looked at the three people who left, his eyes were full of anger, but more hatred was not for Prince Qian, but for his own imperial brother, Prince Yan. The former Yan Qinmi has always been at ease, but since this prince has become powerful, neither himself, nor the queen mother nor the royal brother have received any benefits. In Yan Qinmi's eyes, the prince is the nemesis of their mother and son, as long as there is no prince...

When the three of them walked into the main hall, the Emperor did not come. Yan Wuxin, as the crown prince, invited Nangong Qian and Nangong Lian to sit down, in fact, what he said about hospitality was just to lead the two to the seats.

Yan Wuxin glanced at all the courtiers in the main hall and arrived, it seems that this Nangong Qian's influence is really not small. Yan Wuxin's body shook slightly, and he tried to stay awake and sat in his seat, but his back was already sweating.

"Damn it!" Yan Wuxin cursed.

At this time, Yan Wuxin saw the Yan Qin Mi who had come late, and watched Yan Qin Mi walk to her seat and pick up the wine glass, but her nails slightly touched the sake in the wine glass. Yan Wuxin lowered his eyes and chuckled, if anyone saw Yan Wuxin's smile, they would know how weird this smile was.

At this time, a palace maid served a glass of sake to Yan Wuxin, and Yan Qinmi in the distance looked at the prince nervously, she watched the prince pick up the wine glass, and at this time, the prince suddenly glanced at her, and that glance was very deep.

Yan Qinmi was a little scared and wanted to stop it, but she always felt that something was wrong. But at this time, the prince had already taken a sip of the wine, and Yan Qinmi didn't even have time to stop it, she could only watch the prince deliberately drink the poisonous wine.

"Poof!" The crown prince, who was sitting in the upper right of the front, spurted out a mouthful of blood, which silenced the entire hall.

"Prince!" Phantom Mo Che and Leng Yu Feng quickly approached the crown prince, and Nangong Qian and Nangong Lian also hurried to the side of the prince, their eyes full of worry.

"The emperor has arrived!"