From beginning to end, there was no blood spilled in the battle, and Yang Qingjue didn't even move his position, but just spilled the tea in his hand and splashed it on the ground.

The face of the Anguo envoy quickly distorted, and he fell face down to the ground like a dying bull, bleeding from all his orifices.

How can it be...... Before he completely lost consciousness, the eyes of the Anguo envoy were full of disbelief.

He had obviously probed that this Seventh Prince Yang Qingjue was a waste without a trace of spiritual power on his body.

Most of the people who go out on Chinese New Year's Eve are bored people who are locked up in a big house.

The girl fiddled with the beads of her fingers, kicked the pure white balls on her toes, and her spiritual power was collected and released, and she casually probed in the open field.

A carriage drove by, plain, without an attendant, and it did not look like the frame of a large family.

But when the carriage passed by the girl, the spirit master was on tiptoe slightly, his body twisted, and the water snake penetrated through the curtain and appeared in the carriage.

There was a pot of incense burner, three pillars of incense, and a wad of paper money.

As soon as the person came in, Ye Qinlan looked at this thing strangely that shouldn't be here.

After hesitating for a moment, while the person sitting in the car was still closing his eyes and recuperating, Ye Qinlan lifted the curtain and tried to come and go without a trace.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to run away, the person sitting in the car opened his eyes, looked at the uninvited guest in front of him, and was not angry.

"Hold, I'm sorry......" Although Ye Qinlan knew the life of the fourth prince, he really couldn't be accurate to a certain day about the birth and death of his relatives.

Right now, it seems like I've hit a serious day.

"I thought you weren't going to the palace banquet today......

Are you a fool? As soon as the words came out, Ye Qinlan couldn't help but pause.

Obviously today is a palace banquet, but she detected Yang Qingyun's spiritual power outside, if there are no special circumstances, who gave Yang Qingyun the confidence not to attend the emperor's banquet?

Didn't he always think that this gentleman prince was not afraid of heaven and earth, and even the ninety-five lord was just a joke?

"It doesn't matter. Ye Qinlan's brows were about to knot, but Yang Qingyun laughed silently.

His face turned sideways to Ye Qinlan, taking in the girl who was half flushed and completely overwhelmed.

"It's just a routine for five years. ”

When Yang Qingyun was fifteen years old, Concubine Xian died.

Ye Qinlan froze on the ground, trying to make herself transparent.

"I don't know, I really don't know. She kept gesturing, as if trying to keep herself from being so weak-minded.

Before she could organize the wording, the person on the other side relieved her first, Yang Qingyun waved to her with a smile, patted the vacant position beside her, and said goodbye.

"Sit down. ”

"Since you are here, accompany me to see my biological mother who is sleeping in the depths of the sea. ”

Legend has it that the sea is inhabited by nameless gods who collect the spirits of the deceased who have died in the sea and escort them to reincarnation.

When the carriage stopped, what appeared in front of Ye Qinlan was a clear surface of water.

"There is no sea in the capital, only this river that is destined to flow into the sea. Yang Qingyun walked down behind her and ordered her entourage to retreat.

He laid the tribute with his own hands, lit the incense, and knelt on the ground with his palms together to recite lightly.

"In this life and in this life, I will never know where my mother's body is. Even can only be by this riverside, doing nondescript sacrifices. ”

"It's really unfilial......" he sighed and melted into the wind.

Ye Qinlan stood behind him, her gaze drifting into the distance.

is so uninhibited on weekdays, and only when facing his mother will he show a sad expression from the heart. If it is said that Yang Qingyun despises the virtuous concubine, Ye Qinlan does not agree.

He just couldn't find his mother, but the emperor who watched the girls at the palace banquet changed the cup and changed the lamp, and the concubine who had long forgotten the deceased sister was the one who made the virtuous concubine die completely......

She knelt behind Yang Qingyun and bowed seriously.

The appearance of the Seven Princes seemed to add a touch of brilliance to the banquet that had turned pale because of fright.

"Seventh Prince, can you see the direction in which the assassin is fleeing?" Liu Jing stabilized his mind and stepped forward to ask.

"Back to my father, if my father wants to ask the envoy of Anguo, when the son walked out of the side hall, he found that he was bleeding and fell to the ground, obviously poisoned. ”

Yang Qingjue replied like this, and his answer was like a reassuring pill, which was stuffed into the mouths of everyone present and melted into their hearts.

The emperor was overjoyed, but the joy was only fleeting, and then his face was filled with anger.

"Liu Jing, quickly take someone to investigate! You must find out the person who poisoned me and correct the Fa on the spot. ”

Ye Qinzhu's hand under the table couldn't help but shake, and he looked at Yang Qingjue worriedly, and found that his face was as usual, obviously knowing in advance that it would be like this.

Liu Jing received the order and left quickly.

"Do you know, why didn't I reward the man who poisoned the assassin and kill him, but killed him?" the old emperor's eyes were cold, piercing Ye Qinzhu's heart.

"I don't know. The answer was unanimous.

"Poison is stronger than the blade, one second the man killed the assassin, the next he might get rid of me. The old emperor sneered, "Such a dangerous person is like a tiger, and I don't want to stay for a moment." ”

Yang Qingjue lowered her head and joined the rest of the people.

"Wait a minute, please. A clear voice abruptly interjected into the peaceful response.

The ministers turned their heads in surprise to look in the direction where the voice came from, and saw a young girl standing up in the middle of the high priest's table.

If Liu Jing is not the prince's person, it's okay to say, but if he helps the prince, and the prince actually wants to get rid of the prince, this assassination, no matter whether Liu Jing finds evidence or not, can be pushed on Yang Qingjue's head.

If it is a bystander, there is no evidence, or it may be unbelieving. But according to the old emperor's temper, Ye Qinzhu was very afraid that he would not discuss the truth at all, and directly chopped his own son as a cabbage.

The moment she stood up, she felt the eyes of countless people.

Ye Sheng and Yang Qingjue's worries, the old emperor's anger, Ye Yan's appreciation, Zhao Lingzhang's shock, and Yang Qingtan's warning.

And...... Yang Qinghan's eyes are neither yin nor yang.

"Who are you?" was approved for so many years, and for the first time someone dared to raise a bar with him, the old emperor only felt hot-headed.

"High Priest Ye Qinmei's third sister, Ye Qinzhu. Ye Qinzhu walked out of his seat and bowed to the old emperor, "Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live." ”

"Ye Xiang's daughter?" the old emperor stretched out his tone meaningfully, "Then you should tell me, why am I not right?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the courtiers thought. Ye Qinzhu bowed again, looked straight ahead, and said:

"The blade can hurt a few people, but it can also hurt people. With the weapon in hand, it is up to you to aim at the enemy or to return to harming yourself.

Your Majesty, killing people in the palace is a big deal. The person who attacked dared to take a big risk, and he also wanted to catch the person who tried to hurt His Majesty, which does not mean that he is willing to turn into a knife and protect my Daning with his body.

If Your Majesty is not only not rewarded at this time, but will be punished for his crimes. I'm afraid it will lose the hearts of the people. ”

"What if you lose the hearts of the people? My Ning country has the protection of the priests, and there is still a lack of these people to escort you?" the emperor's tone was a little loose, but he still replied strongly.

"Those who have lost the hearts of the people, God is blessed with blessings, Your Majesty, please think again. ”

Ye Qinzhu knelt beside Yang Qingjue, kowtowed to the ground, and his heart was pounding nervously, for fear that the emperor would not only refuse to admonish, but would drag himself out and cut him.

The sister of the high priest, this identity should still be deterrent enough...... bar.