The granary was burned, the shortage of supplies in the later period, and Liu Qi's brute force suppression seemed to have become the trigger for igniting the people's grievances.

In 561 AD, Liu Qi was imprisoned for treason.

In the Yanguang Palace, Shen Zuolong, Lin Chen leaned over and knelt in the hall, bang, in the debris of the ground, the slave beside him knelt on the ground and his voice trembled: "The emperor is angry", "Go down", "Yes" The old eunuch stood up after a few supports, and walked out with trembling steps, and the originally solemn atmosphere became more and more depressing as the door slammed shut.

The sound of a few cloth rubbing, like a drum hammer, hit Shen Zuolong's heart, "Lord Shen didn't say foolproof" The owner of the voice bent down slightly and whispered: "Now" Shen Zuolong's rickety body seemed to be frozen, and it became more and more stiff.

"Your Highness, the minister has not received any news about the Lingyang riot before, and the affairs of the military camp have always been in the hands of Lord Liu, and the minister does not dare to overstep his authority."

"That's how you explained it to me"

Lin Chen looked at the angry little emperor in front of him, and Shen Zuolong, who was kicked to the ground, and said: "Your Majesty, Liu Qizi is acting recklessly, and the minister and Lord Shen are responsible for negligence, and the minister deserves death, but the emperor, this matter is strange, someone must be obstructing it, and the top priority is to find out the matter to prevent future troubles."

Shen Zuolong crouched on the ground, trembling slightly, the young man's face in front of him was immature, but his eyebrows were already full of arrogance and fierceness, and his tone was even more cool and thin, "Heh, I am the lackey of the national teacher, go, give me a good check on my good brother, and" He turned around and pinched Shen Zuolong's shoulder, "Recently, Lord Shen had better be clever and take care of the dogs under his hands" "Yes, yes, the minister's decree."

Out of the Yanguang Palace, the wind passed over his shoulders, Shen Zuolong realized that there was already a sweat behind him, and there was a sound of footsteps behind him, he turned around and saluted the person in front of him: "Thank you Lord Lin" "Don't dare" Lin Chen stretched out his hand to help Shen Zuolong up, "Lord Shen, it is not advisable to stay for a long time in this cold day, I hope Lord Shen takes care of yourself" Shen Zuolong looked at Lin Chen's distant figure and sighed in a low voice.

Since Su Qinghui returned to his home in the past few days, sometimes he didn't have time to speak out when he met Chang An, and the latter often looked like a thief and avoided her, until today, a little maid in the same hospital stuffed her with an apologetic face to know that the little maid handed it over to her by the former daily guard, and it was only in her hands today that she was busy.

Su Qinghui entered the house and opened her sleeves, there was a burn mark on her delicate arm, and after a few days, the wound had scabbed, she turned the bottle in her hand and suddenly smiled: "No wonder you run away when you see me." "I know it all.

In the next morning, Jing Rong, who had not been seen for a few days, returned from the dust, Su Qinghui looked at Chang An, who was standing beside him, and the corners of his mouth bent, and only now he could fix him.

As soon as Jing Rong left, Su Qinghui stuffed the tray in his hand into Chang An's arms, and pretended to shake his arm: "It's so heavy" "You, your arm" "Well, it's a little numb after a long time" "No, medicine" Chang An's voice turned low: "Didn't the girl give it to you" "Give"

Chang An wanted to ask her why she didn't know to sue him, but looking at her calm expression, she suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Su Qinghui looked at his embarrassed appearance, hid a smile and said: "I, I'm waiting for the effect of the medicine, obviously this medicine is much more effective and interesting than its owner" Chang An looked up and saw the playful smile in her eyes, and suddenly the restlessness and impetuousness of the past few days were swept away.

"Girl" Su Qinghui turned around and saw Yuan Dai greeting her, "Let's go" She patted Chang An on the shoulder as she spoke, turned around and entered the house.

"Your Highness" "Get up" After a short silence, Jing Rong slowly spoke: "What do you want, what do you want" Su Qinghui heard this, and the memories of that day came back to his heart.

At first, when Jing Rong mentioned this matter to her to do, she doubted and puzzled, but on the contrary, even without her, it was carried out as always, the bureau that had been laid out a long time ago, and the direction was fixed, her appearance was just a stone to test the water, if she wanted to explore after all, it was better to find out the bottom of it.

Thinking of this, she exhaled softly, raised her eyes and looked directly into his eyes, and said word by word: "One identity", Jingrong's eyes flashed, and she put down the pen in her hand: "Okay"

Su Qinghui didn't expect him to agree so happily, and he didn't know how to deal with himself for a while, just when Yuan Dai outside the door said: "Your Highness" Come in" Yuan Dai put down the tray and passed by the desk, his eyes paused slightly.

Out of the door, Yuan Dai greeted Chang Yuan on the side, "Did you go to Qingyu Pavilion a few days ago?" "Well, Your Highness wants to make an object, what's wrong" "It's okay" said, Yuan Dai turned around and glanced at the closed door, frowning invisibly.

Jing Rong sat in front of the table around the desk, lowered his head and opened the brocade box and nodded at the corner of the table: "Sit down" disappeared for a long time, he raised his head and frowned: "What, do you want me to invite you, roll up" Su Qinghui moved uneasily, slowly stretched out his hand, and rolled off his sleeves.

Jing Rong lowered her eyes and swept the scar in front of her, and picked up the wound medicine: "Why didn't I know that you still like to be kind and charitable" After speaking, she raised her head and glanced at Su Qinghui, she touched her nose awkwardly, pinched the hem of her skirt and didn't answer.

After setting the fire that day, Ben was foolproof, but she knew that the side wooden fence collapsed, and she was about to smash into a child in the corner, and the villagers ran to put out the fire, but she couldn't see it at all, so she had to come to the rescue, and then she fell a scar.

Thinking of this, she asked tentatively: "Your Highness, those people are now... "Why, I just remembered this hot potato you threw out now" "Ahem"

Seeing the tips of her reddish ears and her weak eyes, he couldn't help but think of the helplessness when Yuan Dai sent him a letter that day, and he knew that this girl must have been moved by compassion, just wanted to test it, but it caused a riot.

Liu Qi never really considered to settle this group of women and children who had lost their labor, on the contrary, when the time came, the value of private soldiers could be utilized, and their days would come to an end.

Half of everything in this world is caused by some excitement and force. It's just that she will find a home, and he is upset when he thinks of the trouble that this heartless person in front of him has made for him. "Hiss, it hurts, it hurts" "Bear with me" "Oh"

The wind blew through the window, and the ink dried, rolling up a thin bout.

When she woke up the next morning, Su Qinghui turned over and got out of bed, lifted the bed curtain, raised her head, and a girl in pink was standing in the middle of the ground, she gasped and stroked her chest.

Before she could say anything, she saw the girl open her mouth and said, "Nian Rong is waiting for Miss Su'er to wash" and was about to step forward, Su Qinghui hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop: "Wait" said and picked up her clothes and got out of bed.

After careful inquiry, I realized that it was the identity she told her yesterday, "Then what's the difference between this and what I did before" "En" Nianrong looked at Su Qinghui with a look of surprise, and hurriedly defended: "It's different, His Royal Highness gave the girl a new name, and also made a name tag, and the status of the girl in the future will not be as good as before." ”

Su Qinghui crawled on the table in frustration, "I still can't escape the maid when I turn around" "How can the girl think like this, this is a personal master, but no matter how many people ask for it, they can't ask for it" "Revenge" Su Qinghui jumped up from the stool, patted the table and shouted angrily: "Revenge, I know, how can he be so kind"

"Crisp girl" "Crisp girl" Su Qinghui has been tortured all the way, how much favor she has received, these two envious and jealous eyes really make her doubt herself.

Finally entered the Yang Shu Garden, the roots of her ears were clearer, and she was about to enter the house, but she stopped like a ghost.

She walked in quietly, her eyes were stunned, in the past, Jing Rong was as quiet as a person in a painting, but she had never seen this side.

I have long heard that Jing Rong's martial arts are exquisite, self-contained, and high-spirited, but when I look at it today, although she doesn't see any doorway, it is also poetic and picturesque, and it is very eye-catching.

In an instant, Jing Rong had already collected the sword and walked over, and "Your Highness" and "En" Jing Rong responded casually. Su Qinghui raised his eyes and saw that Xu had just spent his strength, and there was still a layer of warmth around him, his lips were ruddy, his eyebrows and eyes were not as cold and hard as usual, a little softer, and his eyes were much softer.

"Su'er" She was distracted, and subconsciously responded "En" Jing Rong bent the corners of her lips, her eyes were even more watery, she reached out and handed her a house card and turned to leave, Chang An patted her shoulder when she passed by: "Blessed, Your Highness can be bumped into by you a few times"

For a long time, Su Qinghui held the house card in her hand with difficulty, what was she doing, she actually agreed, admitted, disarmed and surrendered, ah, she hammered her feet, and actually used a trick.

She indignantly raised the house card in her hand, and suddenly seemed to have found something, and when she looked closely, the fine lines flashed in the sunlight. This stingy ghost is still a defective product with a brand.