Originally, Shi Qingran was a little shy and scared, but Song Yuchen's movements were soft, and it didn't take long for her to tease her, and her affection came naturally.

After some joy, Shi Qingran was already hungry, so he got up and had some lunch with Song Yuchen, and then set off with Lang'er and the soldiers of the Xuanjia Battalion who had returned from the mission.

This time, when it was dark, the group finally returned to the Zhennan Palace.

After these days of hard work, plus some injuries. After returning to the palace, Shi Qingran felt very sleepy, and after washing up with the help of Lang'er, he went to bed early.

Because of the tiring travel, Shi Qingran slept very well this night.

Song Yuchen had other things. When he saw that Qingran had fallen asleep, he left the palace again. No one knows where he went.

In the middle of the night, everything is quiet.

After such a period of time, Mianmian's pregnancy is also a little pregnant. After Song Yuxun coaxed Mianmian to sleep in Qiwu Palace, he went to the garden alone with a heavy heart.

Today, during the day, Song Yuchen's people came to report, and the displaced people had almost calmed down, so he didn't have to worry. Song Yuxun also remembered the words that Song Yuchen stopped him in the garden that night.

But he always felt that things were not so simple. Recently, he was in the palace, sleeping, eating, and changing clothes, all of which seemed to reveal a strange atmosphere.

That feeling, it seemed that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him, ready to kill him at any time.

At this moment, the little chamberlain came and brought the bowl of ginseng soup that the emperor had never drunk today: "Your Majesty, you worked hard, and you went to the queen's bedroom when you left the study, and you have never drunk today's ginseng soup." ”

Song Yu thought about other things, and did not doubt him, so he took the ginseng soup and drank it. Suddenly, a hot burning sensation hit his throat, and Song Yuxun was a little out of breath. He seemed to understand something, and pointed to the little chamberlain: "You, you ......"

"Is the emperor unwell?" The little chamberlain stepped forward and wanted to help Song Yuxun: "The slave helps the emperor to go back to the dormitory." ”

Song Yu stepped forward when he saw him and brushed him away: "What did you put in the ginseng soup?" Who are you and what do you want? ”

The little waiter looked at Song Yu's embarrassed appearance and smiled. Immediately afterwards, several people dressed in black appeared around, and when they saw this, they slowly approached with the cold light sword in their hands.

"How rude!" The little chamberlain teased, and then unhurriedly tore off the mask on his face, revealing his true face: "You guys go down, by the way, go to report to the marquis, the emperor is busy with court affairs, hard work, he is seriously ill, and he quickly enters the palace to serve the sick." ”

"Yes." The men in black answered in unison, and disappeared into the darkness again.

"Your Majesty." The "little chamberlain" pretended to be anxious to touch Song Yuxun: "Why did you fall ill?" ”

However, before his hand touched the corner of Song Yuxun's clothes, a cold nail flew in, leaving a red scratch on his hand.

"Hiss......" He looked over painfully, but it was Song Yuchen. Seeing the person clearly through the bright moonlight, he was surprised for a moment, and his eyes narrowed like a fox: "Lord Wang?"

"Aren't you in the Southwest? What, can't wait to come back? ”

"Can't wait?" Song Yuchen raised his eyebrows: "Your words, this king doesn't understand very well." ”

"Lord Wang, let's not sell Guanzi. Now that the emperor is seriously ill, the prince has the support of the marquis, so he naturally knows the meaning of the slave. The man dressed as a little chamberlain continued: "The prince is the royal family today, and his thesis and martial arts strategy and courage are all above the current emperor. ”

"The staff of the Hou Mansion talked to the prince last time. Why, the prince forgot? ”

"Really?" At this moment, Song Yu on the ground got up and wiped the medicine stains on the corner of his mouth: "I'm very curious, which Hou Ye is so intentional." ”

"You!" Seeing that Song Yuxun was not poisoned, the person dressed as a small chamberlain was very shocked: "You are not poisoned?!" ”

"If you are poisoned, won't you be able to see such a wonderful picture?"

That person must also have some fist and foot kung fu, and when he saw Song Yuxun standing up, he immediately took out a hidden weapon from his sleeve, wanting to plot against Song Yuxun. But Song Yuchen was beside him, where was he willing to let him succeed, he saw that the man made a move, and used his fists and feet to catch all the hidden weapons with a wide robe, not to mention, and kicked the man to the ground at once.

"People's hearts are separated from their stomachs, they are not close relatives, and they can't be believed after all." Song Yu looked at the little waiter on the ground, and then looked at Song Yuchen. Some guards heard the sound and hurried over, and when they saw such a situation, they immediately saluted Song Yuxun and Song Yuchen: "Your Majesty! Rajah! ”

Song Yuxun drew his sword from the waist of one of the guards and pierced the heart of the person dressed as a small chamberlain. His eyes, which had always been warm, were also filled with a burst of water vapor at this moment.

"Drag it to a mass grave and throw it away." Song Yuxun finished speaking lightly, and left the back garden with Song Yuchen one after the other.

"Xiao Chen." The two of them came to the upper study. Song Yuxun said again: "This time Anding Hou rebelled, can you be sure of a complete victory?" ”

"Brother Huang, you should trust me." Song Yuchen's voice didn't have many waves: "Leave the rest to me." Song Yuchen said, without waiting for Song Yuxun to answer, he left the upper study in three or two steps.

When Andinghou's staff went to the southwest to give Song Yuchen a message, Song Yuchen guessed that they should see that the current guards of the royal city were weak, so they wanted to take the opportunity to transfer the Anding army in the southwest back to the royal city, waiting for an opportunity to seize power.

And what followed was that the offensive of the displaced people was much smaller.

Therefore, Song Yuchen found someone similar to himself to sit in the southwest, but in fact, he had secretly transferred the elite soldiers of the Xuanjia Battalion back to the royal city.

As soon as Marquis Anding got the news that his son was "seriously ill" today, he was sitting in the sedan chair that went to serve the sick, and dozens of soldiers wearing dark armor appeared around him.

Because he thought it would be a matter of course, Andinghou didn't bring many people. Now after the people of the Xuanjia Battalion knocked down all the people of Andinghou, the knife in Song Yuchen's hand was on Andinghou's neck: "Uncle Huang, don't come to harm." ”

"It's you?!" An Dinghou's face changed suddenly, and then he understood: "Hehehe! I want to fight in the north and south, and I don't want to be deceived by a little student. ”

"If Uncle Huang didn't have the intention of rebellion, I would call Uncle Huang for the rest of my life." The people of the Xuanjia camp stepped forward and tied Andinghou to a strong one.

"Hahaha!" An Dinghou laughed arrogantly, not knowing whether he was feeling sad for himself or for his daughter Pei Rongrong: "King Zhennan, you are really good at this game of chess." ”