"Back to the emperor, out-out, something happened!"

As soon as the little eunuch arrived at the door of the hall, he fell, and then got up with a lot of urine, but he said this first.

Xuanyuan Jing is in a very good mood today, and now when he heard this, he was immediately very angry, and before he asked what was going on, he was already angry and scolded in his heart: "What's the big deal to be so flustered, isn't it too easy to have your head on your shoulders?" The Queen Mother's birthday banquet hadn't started yet, and Xuanyuan Jing naturally felt a little angry when she disturbed the festive atmosphere like this.

The little eunuch was so frightened that he almost peed on his pants, but he still stared at the risk of his head being cut off, gritted his teeth and continued: "Something happened to the sixth prince!" ”

The golden bottle in Xuanyuan Jing's hand just slid out of his hand naturally, fell to the ground, and made a crisp "bang".

Li Changqing took a closer look, and found that the emperor, who had always been steady, had a surprisingly strange face under the illumination of the night pearl.

Yes, weird, his eyes were clearly longing, but his hands were trembling, his face was iron blue and black, as if with anger, but there was concern in his eyes.

Such an expression, in Li Changqing's opinion, is extremely distorted.

"Pray, what happened to him?" Xu was shocked by the sound of the golden bottle shattering, Xuanyuan Jing immediately retracted his feelings, and his eager tone became softened, and it was only for a moment that his expression returned to normal.

"Slave, slave dare not say." The little eunuch regretted it, he knew that it was better to be beheaded, and it was so grinding and torturous than being sent to report this matter.

"Let's go, let's see." Xuanyuan Jing really can't wait, instead of letting this minion waste saliva here, why don't you go there yourself and see what is going on?

At this time, the Queen Mother, who had never said a word on the side, had long golden carved double phoenix gloves, and was holding the chair hand stiffly, which was already graceful and luxurious, with thousands of manners, but she looked like an old dragon bell like a Buddha, but at this moment, in Li Changqing's eyes, it was also unnatural.

Something is wrong.

His eyes drooped slightly, and he was secretly pondering in his heart.

The Queen Mother's face finally became angry after such a long period of patience and silence.

"Jing'er." The voice is as light as water, not the emperor, but a nickname.

Xuanyuan Jing was about to leave the dragon chair when he heard this tepid sound, his body froze, and his brows wrinkled into a deep peak line like a mountain, showing his impatience at the moment.

"I'll go and take a look, and let the queen accompany her mother and wait for a while."

Xuanyuan Jing didn't say "son", but used "I", this title has made the queen mother's heart cold completely, and her seventieth birthday is not as good as a waste son who lives cheaply.

Holding the chair handle with his hand, he made a hard effort, and the finger sleeve was broken into one with two "clatters".

The queen on the side immediately understood the current affairs and said to the queen mother: "Queen Mother, Zhen'er is with you." ”

As he spoke, he walked over and stood behind him and massaged the Queen Mother's shoulders.

Xu Yes, the queen's methods are good, and the queen mother's angry eyes gradually subsided, and she slowly narrowed her eyes.

But the constant ups and downs of his chest still couldn't escape Li Changqing's sharp eyes.

The courtiers of the Xuanyuan Dynasty sitting below naturally knew the strange and subtle relationship between the current Queen Mother and the six princes, although it was not so straightforward that the two of them were stiff, but they still couldn't hide from these scheming guys.

Seeing the emperor leave, most of them also followed, and the female guests naturally couldn't sit still, how could they miss such a great opportunity, they were all like the queen mother saying goodbye and following away.

Li Changqing was dragged by Guo Mulei, in fact, although she was curious, she didn't like this kind of infighting in the palace.

If not, from where Guo Mulei heard that Nian Nu had a relationship with the people in the palace, and pulled out the hand behind Li Changxin, she would rather sit there and drink tea and wait for everyone to return.

It's a pity that Guo Mulei, like other aristocratic ladies, will not let go of this good opportunity for gossip.

Because Xuanyuan Jing had already been anxious, he walked hurriedly, and in a short time arrived at a room specially prepared for the guests near the Xuanyuan Palace.

When standing at the door, Xuanyuan Jing paused, the skirt that fell on the ground, covered with blood, with spots of black blood, looking ahead, there was still a woman's pink belly pocket, it was so dazzling, it made Xuanyuan Jing have the urge to strangle people.

However, he held back, he wanted to see Qi'er.

His son, the son who had been guilty for so long, the son born to the most beloved woman, had refused to forgive his son since he was five years old, and lived alone in the mansion of the sixth prince far away from the palace.

He, how long has it been since I saw him? It was so much missing, eager to see him, never before at this moment made his dignified seven-foot man show such chivalrous tenderness.

Finally, he moved his heavy steps and walked forward a few times, but stopped the people behind him: "You all stand outside, and everyone who comes in will die!" ”

When they heard the word death, everyone's desire to see what was going on suddenly disappeared, and they all stood outside in a regular manner, waiting for the emperor to find out.

Every step Xuanyuan Jing took, his body trembled with something that was barely visible to the naked eye.

When I walked to the bed, I looked through the gauze curtain at the figure sitting in the corner without speaking, covered by the quilt, and trembling all over.

Xuanyuan Jing opened the curtain without hesitation, and couldn't wait to lift the quilt, but saw a plump and fair-skinned body, but red. The naked body, but unfortunately, the body was covered with bloodstains. The fair and delicate skin faintly appeared in the bloodstains, with bewitchment and amazement that made men move.

However, this kind of praise is naturally removed from the blood stains on the body.

"Who are you? Where is Qi'er? ”

Xuanyuan Jing saw an unfamiliar face, and asked with dissatisfaction in his tone.

The woman seemed to have been pointed, and could only "babble" and point to the side, and on the outstretched arm, something was squirming through the skin.

"You're looking for me?" The tone was very light, very light, but very cold.

Xuanyuan Jing's heart was like a sword pierced through his chest, piercing his back.

When I heard the voice, I was shocked, and I turned my head slowly, but at a glance, I saw the face sitting on the chair, with blood stains on the corners of the mouth, pale as paper, and a slender neck, and I could almost see the flow of blood in the blood vessels above.

He is so quiet and beautiful like an ink painting.

Even if there is blood stains on his body, and his body is so weak that it is almost foreseeable that he is unstable on his feet, he is still independent, like a lotus flower, quietly blooming in it.

Xuanyuan Jing's squirming lips, after half a sound, finally shouted: "My prayer." ”

Xuanyuan Qi looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a vacant look.

Years of imperial wind have made him more vicissitudes, but he has also become more and more aging, and he has never looked at him seriously in the Yellow Crane Tower, that is because of disdain.

At this moment, looking at him like this, he still disdains him.