The night was deep, and the moonlight fell coldly on the towering glazed tiles of the palace, reflecting the dazzling cold light like frost and snow.

Queen Qian was unwell, so she took off her makeup and lay down to sleep in Kunning Palace early.

Nightmares after nightmares, grogginess, and when I woke up, my forehead was covered with sweat.

Turning sideways, I saw a black shadow falling on the beautiful curtains.

Her pupils shrank suddenly, and Queen Qian wiped the fine beads of sweat on her temples and called to the figure:

"It's plain outside?"

"The mother only knows Su Yan, I'm afraid that I have long forgotten the slave maid......"

After a while, a soft female voice came from the opposite side, and the dragonfly fell into Queen Qian's ears, which seemed to be somewhat familiar.

She stared dumbly at the bed curtain raised left and right, revealing the true body of the woman behind the curtain:

A dark purple makeup satin flying phoenix skirt, covered with a gold-brown brocade floor-sweeping shirt, and a wide collar of high lotus leaves embroidered with rich peonies.

The head is crowned with gilded blood jade nine phoenixes, and the flower hairpin next to it is shaken as a lining, and one side of the ear is hung with an east pearl dotted emerald fan earring.

This makeup is extremely luxurious, but it is cold and biting.

Queen Qian suddenly felt as if her heart was clenched tightly by a five-fingered iron hook, where could she allow other women to wear gold and phoenix in front of her, I am afraid that she is not provoking the majesty of her harem master?

"You're so daring—"

The woman on the bed waved her jade arm vigorously, pointed her index finger at the provocateur, and roared.

The corners of the woman's lips on the opposite side were slightly outlined, and she smiled like an evil poppy, and when she bloomed, she secretly felt a little desolate.

Lianbu moved slightly, she took two steps forward with her hand, and her wanton gaze fell on the face of the panicked woman:

"Niangniang, you have been pampered for twenty years, but do you still remember the ghosts in the cold palace?"

As she spoke, the woman raised her hand to stroke the hair that covered half of her cheek.

For a moment, the scar was hideous and terrifying, in stark contrast to the other half of the delicate face.

trembling violently in her heart, Queen Qian almost turned her back on her breath, gasped violently and dodged backwards, shouting in horror:

"Miao... Are you Miao...... You're in the cold palace, yes... How did you get out? ”

The woman at the head of the bed turned around with a candlestick in her hand, her eyes shining with cold light, and her smile was sinister:

"Naturally, Xin'er rescued me, it's time... It's time to treat others the way they do, so that you can also taste the disfigurement......"

In the face of the approaching beating firelight, the woman on the bed trembled, and screamed:

"What are you going to do...... Someone, someone—"

……

In the Qinming Palace, the night breeze blew the window sash to "swish".

Emperor Jingxiao sat crookedly from the dragon bank, looked around, and yawned a few times.

Looking around in the empty hall, he asked lazily:

"Xuanji? …… Zhang Li! ”

In the shadows, the tall eunuch had a strange complexion, a respectful posture, and a soft and cold voice:

"Your Majesty, Zhang Li has already gone, and the national teacher will be there later."

"Go?"

A trace of sluggishness quickly flashed on Emperor Jingxiao's swollen and fat face, as if he was thinking about the meaning of "gone", and then he struggled to get up crookedly, and overturned the things on the case like crazy.

"Call the national teacher, quickly call Yu Xuanji to see me!"

The eunuch did not come to serve, but stood quietly in the shadows, dusting his hands without moving:

"The emperor is angry, the dragon body is important......"

The unhurried voice was deliberately long, with a disdainful tone.

"Dragons?"

The emperor was panting, his long arms propped up on the dragon case, and when he squinted at the tall and thin eunuch, he slammed into the case with a hot sweat.

"Go and get my national teacher... I want to serve Dan... I'm going to take Dan! Don't think I don't know, you all hate the national teacher, you hate me for favoring him, and you all want me to die-"

"Hehe, the emperor is serious."

The tall and thin eunuch suddenly sneered, and he didn't smile.

Emperor Jingxiao was even more angry, straightened his back and shook it three times, and threw himself at the eunuch:

"How dare you defy me? I... I'm going to kill you! ”

As soon as his knees weakened, the emperor fell, struggling several times but getting up.

After a big yawn, the corners of the emperor's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and snot and tears flowed all over the ground.

The footsteps break the stillness of time.

King Chen slowly entered from the outer gate dressed in exquisite clothes, followed by several guards, as well as two strangers dressed in night clothes, a one-armed middle-aged man.

"Xin'er?"

Emperor Jingxiao was stunned, and when he saw that everyone who came was enveloped in a murderous atmosphere, he didn't feel cold in his heart.

Wen Renjun didn't say a word, with one arm crossed his waist, his eyes stared at the emperor with blazing eyes, and there was a deep hatred of old blood in his heart, rolling endlessly like a stormy wave.

His eyes suddenly darkened, and the emperor shouted:

"Why are you here? What about Xuanji, where is my national teacher now?! ”

"Don't worry, he can't die... Erchen won't let him die easily......"

The light of the red candle swayed on King Chen's young handsome face, and the light and shadow alternated between light and dark, outlining a kind of heart-palpitating ruthlessness.

King Chen's eyes narrowed, and he looked condescendingly at the king of a country with a smile.

This face, once how indifferent and indifferent, how disdainful it looked down on itself, like a play at an insignificant insect ant, and now, there are times when it is so embarrassed.

"Xin'er, you... Your dementia ...... Okay, okay? ”

The emperor shook his snot prostrately, and finally thought of the most critical question.

His eldest son, who had always been a fool, how could he suddenly stand in front of his eyes like this, speak indistinctly and methodically and talk to him?

King Chen's black eyes lit up, and he wrote lightly:

"Father Lao is worried that his son's illness has long been cured."

"Healed......" the emperor muttered, and then turned his eyes to look at the people around him:

"Well, then you came in the middle of the night... So what's going on? ”

"Naturally, it is what my father needs."

The thin lips provoked a flamboyant arc, and King Chen slowly raised his hand to take the celadon gourd handed by the guard.

His eyes lit up, and Emperor Jingxiao seemed to have seen a savior, and his limbs stretched out for a long time to grab the gourd.

King Chen regressed lightly, deliberately letting the emperor's body fall into the air.

With a muffled sound, the emperor snorted in pain.

"You wicked! Give it to me, give me the golden pill—"

Emperor Jingxiao scolded angrily, and tried to get up again with his hands and feet, but every attempt only made him fall harder and more embarrassed.

The emperor above 10,000 people, but now he looks like a hungry ghost who is hungry and thirsty, sees the juicy, fatty and delicious food, and his saliva is so hungry that his eyes are green, and he has lost the momentum of the Ninety-Five Emperor at all.

King Chen chuckled, picked the lid of the gourd with his thumb, poured out a golden pill, and crushed it in the palm of his hand.

Waving his arms to raise golden smoke and dust, a burst of sweet fragrance came to his nose, making the emperor on the ground tremble all over.

"Don't!"

The emperor cried out bitterly, and reached out to take it, holding only a wisp of fragrant air.

Seeing that King Chen shook his hands and went to dump the porcelain gourd again, Emperor Jingxiao climbed to the feet of King Chen with a fork on all four feet, grabbed the hem of his brocade robe, and on his fat face with a strange expression, snot and tears flowed together.

"Forget Worries Gu" continued to haunt in his body, without Jin Dan, the emperor's whole body was like an insect bite and a rat bite gnawing feeling extremely strong, he thought that he was about to die, and he couldn't care about the dignity of the emperor anymore, all the anger and pride were thrown out of the clouds.

"Xin'er, Xin'er......"

He snorted and pleaded, and climbed a little to stand up:

"To me, please... I beg you......"

"Tsk, my father doesn't know self-love so much, and he tortures himself like this, it really makes his sons feel distressed......"

King Chen squatted down, looked directly at the improperly colored face in front of him, and shook his head with a sneer.

Emperor Jingxiao didn't know where the momentum came from, and he pulled the placket of Hua Nanxin's clothes violently.

Wen Renjunzheng's face was very different, and he was about to step forward to stop him, but he saw the emperor say in a tone full of pleading:

"Give me! As long as you give me the golden pill, I will give you whatever you want! ”

"Hehehe......"

King Chen smiled cruelly and mercilessly, his eyes pulled away the emperor's big hand, pushed the person down in disgust, turned around and leisurely walked to the dragon case, and stretched out his hand to pick up the square thing.

The delicate and warm light is dazzling, with earth-shaking majesty, and the coiled dragon on the top opens its teeth and claws, and the carving is realistic.

King Chen held the jade seal high, and the cold light burst out in his eyes:

"Father, since you want to give it, why don't you give it to your son."