The warbler cries and dances, lingering among the flowers—the breeze gusts, and the pink fragrance flutters by, gently brushing the black hair.

A petal picked up by his fingertips, but it still flew away with the wind without looking closely.

His gaze followed the petals, only to find a figure hiding in the bushes.

The attendant was dismissed by him, and there was no one around at this time.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he shouted sharply, "Who is so bold? Come out! ”

The figure in the bush paused, then revealed a head with an iron hood.

He couldn't see the man's face, but the eyes that were as bright as the stars suddenly penetrated deep into his heart.

For some reason, he suddenly felt something strange.

The man didn't seem to be afraid of him, but looked around for a moment, and then looked at him.

"You've been born again."

It was a woman's voice, trembling slightly.

"Bold!"

He was slightly stunned in his heart, but then said sternly.

"I'm Yueming."

The man with the iron hood said, "I have come to see you, I am sorry for you, I hurt you before." We can get out of here if you want. I'm not going to leave you now. ”

"Hmph, I don't know you. Bold slaves. Come! ”

Yueming froze in place, watching him call for the guards to surround her.

His face is still handsome, but there is also indifference and detachment.

"No, no, you wouldn't do that to me."

Yueming looked at him.

"Take her down, dare to appear in front of the young emperor without permission, and cut off her legs."

The valet said coldly.

Yueming was dragged down in a daze.

No, it shouldn't be like that.

He defended her so much, how could he hurt her?

He actually said that he didn't know her, because he really broke his heart.

Yueming was dragged to the violent room, still looking sluggish, but others couldn't see her face.

At this time, everyone suddenly fell to their knees, and she also knelt on the ground in a daze.

"Meet the Regent."

Yueming lowered her head, heard a chuckle, and then was silent for a long time, obviously the regent had not left yet, and the others neither dared to raise their heads nor make a sound, so they had to maintain a posture of worship.

"This man...... It's the Silla maid of the nameless musician, right? Where are you taking her? ”

A nice male voice sounded, calm and magnetic.

"This slave offended the young emperor and appeared in front of the young emperor without permission, so he was going to the violent room to cut off his feet."

The guard said.

"Chop off your feet? It's so cruel,"

The regent said unhurriedly, but the hairs on the back of the people stood on end, "But this Silla maid is the musician I just invited into the palace." The musician said that she only let this Silla maid serve. If she can't serve the musician, then the musician won't be able to play for me. ”

"The Lord Regent means ......"

The guard hesitated.

"Leave it to the king. The young emperor should be a generous and benevolent person, and it must have been the idea of a vicious servant around him. He will agree with the king's approach. ”

The regent's tone was unquestionable.

Yueming followed the regent, silent all the way.

The regent suddenly said, "You know what? Your voice gives me a very familiar feeling. I don't know what you look like, but my voice makes me feel familiar. ”

“……”

Yueming lowered her head, not daring to respond, her heart was in a mess.

"I saved you this time, and you owe me a favor."

The regent said suddenly.

Yueming thought to herself: You are the regent, you have great power, you can do whatever you want, and even dare to snatch people from the young emperor, do you still need the favor of a slave?

What a weirdo.

In the Heart Music Palace, Long Lan'er was looking around, and suddenly there was a summons.

"The Lord Regent has arrived!"

Long Lan'er was startled, and hurriedly sat back at the table in a dignified posture, and then got up to greet her.

However, the regent didn't say much, just returned Yueming to Long Lan'er.

"What's the matter with you?"

Long Lan'er waited for the regent's people to leave, and immediately asked.

However, Yueming's face was dusty, and her brows were tightly knit.

The guards went to the East Palace to spread the word that the Silla maid had been taken away by the regent on the way and had not carried out the original order.

The personal guard looked solemn and said, "The criminal law is too cruel? The Regent's reason for this is really good. Who in the world doesn't know the regent's ruthless methods? This should be a disappointment for the regent to give the young emperor. ”

The regent wanted to explain that although the young emperor returned, the real power was still in the hands of the regent, and the people in the palace obeyed the regent's orders, not the young emperor's orders.

"So the young emperor, we must regain the real power......"

The waiter said, looking at the young emperor sitting on the side.

Who knew that the young emperor said lightly: "The criminal law of cutting off your feet is too cruel, and I didn't mean it, so it's okay if Uncle Huang stops it." ”

"But—"

The waiter stepped forward and said, "You are the emperor, and your order is the only one." And what you are carrying is the hope of the four ministers of Dongfang, Nangong, Xiling, Beiyin and the Yun clan, for the sake of the human world, the young emperor must realize his mission! ”

The young emperor sighed secretly in his heart and nodded.

The next day, however, the attendant was put to death.

The executor is the person who is the regent, and the name is the villain who finds slander around the young emperor, and it must be eliminated to protect the young emperor's wisdom.

The execution was so rapid that by the time the young emperor found out, the man was already dead.

The young emperor had a headache, this waiter was a confidant arranged by the four ministers to be by his side, and now that he is dead, there is one less person around him to discuss countermeasures, and he will have to break off the contact with the four ministers in the near future.

In the evening, the regent suddenly came to visit him in the young emperor's bedchamber.

"You don't blame me if I killed the people around you, do you?"

The Lord Regent asked with concern.

Young Emperor Yaoyao said: "Everything the imperial uncle does is for my sake, how can I blame the imperial uncle." ”

The regent smiled slightly, "It's great that you really think so." ”

The young emperor looked at him with a smile on his face, and his gaze became deep.

Coming out of the East Palace, the regent paused at the door.

The attendant asked, "Does the regent want to go back to the dormitory?" ”

"Go to the Hall of Joy."

"Yes."

Before I arrived at the Heart Music Hall, I only heard the faint sound of music floating in the air, the sound of the piano, with entangled sadness.

The regent unconsciously paused and listened carefully.

Is it the one who is playing the piano?

What's on her mind?

Interesting.

Stepping back, he slowly and carefully followed the sound himself.

The sound of music came out of the window, and the regent looked inside, only to see a pair of white hands, and then ...... It is the sleeve of the linen clothes.

He spun back quickly, with a squirming sound, and the music stopped abruptly.

He entered through the main entrance and raised his eyes to see Long Lan'er sitting and drinking tea.

When Long Lan'er saw the regent suddenly come in, she almost squirted out the tea in her mouth, and hurriedly saluted her.

This person is not easy to offend!

The regent ignored her and walked straight to the room, Long Lan'er almost didn't have time to stop her, so she hurriedly trotted to follow.

The door was pushed open, but it was only an empty room inside, and the piano was placed in front of the window, and the wind blew in gently from outside, eerily quiet.

As the regent walked to the piano, he suddenly heard a small voice outside the window, and when he looked at it, a small shadow seemed to faintly pass by.

"Is the musician just playing?"

The regent didn't look at Long Lan'er, but put his hand on the strings and stroked it.

"Yes. Be. ”

Long Lan'er secretly gasped and hurriedly replied.

"Is it convenient for the musician to play a song for this king now?"

Long Lan'er chuckled in her heart, it's bad!