If the younger brother wants to put the queen mother to death, there are thousands of ways, and the old woman will not live today.

Is this what a minister and a son of man should say?!

The Ninety-Five Venerable was so angry that he grabbed the placket of the colorful finch feather, and he couldn't wait to smash his fist into the face that still looked light and light: "You are simply presumptuous!" The Son of Heaven gritted his teeth, "This is premeditated, and you really can't spare the Queen Mother in your heart!" Keep saying that I pretend to be a brother and a friend on the face to tolerate you in every way, if you say two sides and three swords, why don't you be?! The queen mother of the loss has regarded you as her own for so many years, and the queen mother of the loss is worried about your safety, but you regard her as a thorn in the eye, and to this day - to this day, you are still unwilling to step into the Chonghua Palace! The Son of Heaven shouted loudly, and his tears were accumulated in his eyes and could not fall.

In other words, he was pricked by his brother's indifference.

The prince of Fengyang watched coldly, even if he was stingy with one step at a time.

The Son of Heaven knows the reason very well, since the death of his mother, the man has never stepped into the Chonghua Palace, even if Feng Mingxie has the so-called "family entanglement" with the Empress Dowager Li Yan Yan, but it is still an indelible heart sting.

It's ridiculous.

Feng Xiaowang had no intention of breaking free, he just smiled coldly, silently but sneering, as if he was sneering at it, it was just "being a thief".

The green tendons on the forehead of the Son of Heaven bulged violently, and as soon as he slammed the ground, he pushed Feng Mingxie against the stone wall, and the bright and demonic golden silk feathers climbed up the vine along the ashes.

"You can't do it if you want to slander her, what does she owe?!"

Feng Mingxi's slender fingers climbed up to the fist that the Son of Heaven had squeezed into a fist, he loosened the neckline of his shirt, without half a point of anger and sadness, and the erotic feelings flowing at the bottom of his pupils mixed with the light of the fire of the prison made people's hearts jump suddenly.

He's not a murderer, but he's more creepy than a murderer.

"The courtiers haven't stepped into the Chonghua Hall for nearly twenty years," he said lightly, "but I still remember that there was a small bone bell on the Queen Mother's bed." ”

"It was brought from the ancestral hall of her hometown many years ago, and she didn't dare to slack off every day, and it was made of Mianyong's unique golden bell bone." The jade and the soft and brittle bones collide together, and the ingenious carving makes the wind make a beautiful sound when the wind blows through the bone tunnel.

This little treasure caused a sensation in the harem back then.

"Has the Imperial Brother heard its bell?" Feng Mingxie raised his eyebrows, his voice was like the cold frost and snow falling through the night, "There was also a concubine in the palace who had a lingering voice, and everyone favored her. ”

The expression of the Ninety-Five Venerable changed slightly: "I know who you are talking about, and what does it have to do with this bone bell?" "That Concubine Yingge Duan is Feng Mingxi's mother, and her color and art are moving, which makes the emperor linger.

"The beautiful voice, the beautiful dancing, any kind of virtuoso makes people envious and jealous, and I can't hate it—I can't tear her throat and cut off her hands and feet, tsk." Feng Xiao Wang Ye squinted, and such bloody words sounded full of enjoyment.

The Ninety-Five Venerable slowly took two steps back, his eyes like a tiger staring at his prey and did not dare to relax: "Although you are in Fengyang, you have sent people to secretly enter Yueling several times, what are you looking for, do you have to involve the death of Concubine Duan with Empress Dowager Li before you are willing?!" "It seems that everything Feng Mingxie did was just to verify his own conjectures," I said, she was incurable back then, don't blame others for her accidents! ”

"It's not difficult to corroborate," the corner of the man's lips hooked, as glamorous as a mandrill ghost, "open the coffin for an autopsy." ”

"What did you say?!" The face of the Ninety-Five Emperor changed greatly, and he suddenly understood the meaning of Feng Mingxie's words, "You actually-" It was the royal ancestral tomb, and it was not only the concubines of the Dayan Dynasty who were buried in it, but also the emperor, Feng Mingxie was a relative of the emperor who had no taboos to do such a rebellious thing in front of the ancestors and ancestors, "You-you dare!" The Son of Heaven was furious, trembling all over, and his fist slammed into the gray and white stone wall unbearably.

"Guess what my brother found." The man admired the anger of the Son of Heaven and took a good time.

"Shut up!"

Obviously, Feng Mingxie did not get his wish: "Whoever has the most beautiful voice will grind her throat bone and make it into a wind chime to hang in the window, and in the coming year, the court will be full of guests and migratory birds, and they can listen to this gift with their ears." ”

Cut skin, broken neck, someone took out the throat bone of the concubine to make a string, ingenious bone bells.

Every time the voice flutters in the wind, like a warbler singing and singing, but Feng Mingxie is like falling into hell.

"Wonderful," Feng Xiao Wang Ye smiled coldly, and let out a long sigh, "The Queen Mother was not killed by her younger brother, but her younger brother did not have any mercy. This is his testimony and his position, in the face of an old queen mother who assassinated a concubine and insulted the deceased but still pretended to be a sisterly for more than 20 years, the "Buddha's heart poisonous snake" in the deep palace garden, Feng Mingxi's death of the Empress Dowager Li, could not stir up the slightest wave.

He stood in front of the Chonghua Hall again, and what he saw at a glance in the wind was nothing more than a string of ghostly shadows, bone bells.

"Nonsense!" The Son of Heaven was furious, how could the dignified queen use such an indiscriminate method to kill a concubine and insult the deceased, the queen mother's reputation for tolerance and kindness is known all over the world, how can a Feng Mingevil be here to tell right and wrong!

The little prince smiled loudly in the face of the grief and anger of the Ninety-Five: "The imperial brother can put all the blame on the younger brother, for you, the queen mother is just right." ”

Don't hide between brothers, this is not a pretentious golden palace, but a prison where you should know each other honestly.

"Don't think I'm as ungrateful as you," the emperor's gloomy gaze seemed to carry invisible coercion through the candle flame, "Or do you want to frame a hint that it was me who murdered the Queen Mother?" "But they put the blame on your head.

Feng Mingxie shrugged his shoulders and his face didn't matter, the feathers dragged through the dust, and he gently dusted it off: "Since returning to Beijing from Surabaya, the Queen Mother has chosen a concubine for you to bow down to everything, you are sick, she ordered someone to boil soup and decoction medicine and tell you to take it, and the military and political affairs of the imperial court must be seen in detail no matter how big or small, these days you deliberately snub the palace concubines are not just signaling, but what about her, turn around and send Qin Zheng to the three major camps, in the harem Mingyue, Jing Concubine and a group of female dependents all take her horse as the head, and all the ears and eyes are empty, it is easy," the man turned in a circle, gold and silver threads, brilliant and bright, "Especially, Yuyang Hou's daughter was canonized by her as the crown princess, and the East Palace is like a tiger with wings, who is this grace?" Yuyang Hou will not thank you, thank you is the Empress Dowager Li, why are you worried in your heart, the old woman will take advantage of your illness to become the next Empress Dowager Zhaoxuandu. ”

"You-" The words of the Ninety-Five Venerable choked in his throat, his face was half white and half red, and he didn't know if he was being rightly said or if such an arrogant and unethical suspicion was embarrassing.

The Empress Dowager Zhaoxuan Du, who has a strong stroke in the history books of Dayan, coerced the Son of Heaven to order the princes, and risked the female generation to say that the emperor changed the dynasty and slaughtered the heirs of the Ming family.

The Son of Heaven suddenly felt that his throat was unbearably hot, and he vomited out of a mouthful of blood, and his body fell down on the prison door.

His mother was poisoned tonight, but his brother was talking cool things, and you should thank the murderer who removed the "trouble in your heart" for you.

It's just ridiculous.

Feng Mingxie saw the hatred and resentment in his eyes, not only because of Empress Dowager Li, but also because of the unwillingness and jealousy of this royal fight.

"Brother Huang, please take care of the dragon body." Feng Xiao Wang respectfully retreated and saluted.

Oh, fake.

The Son of Heaven soothed his emotions, and Jinpa wiped the blood stains on his lips little by little: "I want to ask you, did you see Hetujiya when you went out of Yongzhao into the desert during the trip to the west?" "No matter how grudges the royal affairs are, they are also family affairs, but Feng Mingxi's various bad deeds are state affairs.

The little prince squinted his eyes: "Brother Huang wants to charge his brother with 'collaborating with the enemy and treason' at this time." ”

"Are you guilty of less, secretly helping the prince to suppress the King of Jin, didn't you add fuel to the fire in the matter of the concubine, if it weren't for the fact that you had to abolish the Jingliang camp, look, it would really buy people's hearts, my son was thinking about you, "I didn't even come to the prison to visit the prison without the permission of the Son of Heaven," why didn't my father give you the Tianhuang jade without telling me! ”

The Ninety-Five is like a child who is excellent in the eyes of his elders but can't get the sweetest candy at all.

His heart has also been full of stalks for decades, and now, it is about to erupt.

"I've dealt with you." The Emperor walks away, the flames of the prison are extinguished - I want to see what other cards you have against your hubris.

The clouds are closed.

This night in the forbidden city, Lu Yixuan tossed and turned, the lights of the Wei Mansion were hit by the white fish belly in the east, and the green kite heated the tea cup again and again, so that he didn't persuade his own young lady to go to bed.

As soon as the sky was bright, and the light snow fell in the early winter morning, the mottled red paint door was hurriedly knocked open.

It's Jiang Weihang.

Lord Fu Yin was out of breath, and he could see that he was worried about the bruises under his eyes and didn't get a good night's sleep, no, an obituary came from the palace, and the Queen Mother died last night, mourning in plain clothes, and dropped out of the dynasty for five days.

Lu Yixun's heart was stunned, although Gu Qingxun's words had been prepared, but in the end, it was still like hitting a boulder and stirring up a thousand waves.

"One more thing." Jiang Weihang's expression was gloomy, and a thin layer of snow accumulated on his shoulders.

Only then did Lu Yixing know that after the Son of Heaven tried the little prince at night, he was seriously ill and bedridden, and he had ordered Feng Mingxie to be sent back to Fengyang immediately and forbidden to go out of the city, and he was not allowed to set foot in Shengjing from now on.

What the?!

The news of the surprise disturbed Lu Yixuan's mind, Feng Mingxie had been escorted out of Beijing by the army, she opened her mouth to speak, and suddenly rushed to the backyard and jumped onto the silver saddle white horse.

The whip and reprimand blew like a gust of wind past Jiang Weihang, who couldn't stop him.