"Your Majesty, it was my great uncle who killed my father. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince not only knew about it and did not report it, but also wanted to put the Xie family to death. ”

A string of crystal tears rolled down from Xie Yanhe's eyes, her sparkling peach blossom eyes were filled with tears, her teeth clasped her lips tightly, and she said heartbrokenly: "Your Majesty! Is the prince so intolerant of my Xie family? ”

The beauty weeps, like the rain hitting the begonia, turning the red flying flotsam, fragrant and soft crisp; The voice of the warbler came into the ears, and it was even more resentful, like crying.

Chen Ze's cooled heart instantly became hot again.

He raised his eyes, and when he met Emperor Jianyuan's cold-like gaze, his heart was cold, and he quickly lowered his head.

"Mianmian, this is just Chen Ze's words."

Wei Zhao used his fingertips to help Xie Yanhe wipe away the tears on his cheeks.

Under his fingertips, the skin that can be broken by blowing is warm to his tentacles, and a wisp of orchid-like fragrance lingers between his noses.

Xie Yanhe turned to the side sadly, she looked at Emperor Jianyuan with a resentful expression, and cried blood: "Chen Zeke is the cousin of His Royal Highness the Prince, why did he tell lies to frame the Prince!" Your Majesty, at this time, do you still want to whitewash the peace! ”

Xie Yanhe waved away Emperor Jianyuan's arm and said hatefully: "I'm so disappointed in you!" ”

Xie Yan and her eyelashes trembled slightly, looking at Emperor Jianyuan's eyes like a broken star, the streamer was shining, the stars were dim, and the shattered light in her eyes seemed to be unable to be put back together.

Wei Zhao was suddenly like a hundred ants devouring his heart, his heart was numb and painful, and he left all the balance in the court behind, and he softly comforted the little girl who was against him.

"Mianmian, I am not shielding the prince, this matter still needs evidence."

"Your Majesty should have heard it just now, isn't Chen Ze's witness enough?" Xie Yanhe was so sad that he didn't want to listen to Emperor Jianyuan's explanation at all.

"Mianmian, that's not what I meant."

Wei Zhao knew that the little girl was angry, and she couldn't listen to what she said at this time. But in the court, she moved her whole body, where was she so simple.

"You heard me say that Xie Jin is not only your uncle, but also my cousin. He is a man with empty ambition and lack of guts. There should be something else going on in this matter. ”

Wei Zhao's patience in front of his little girl has been surprisingly good.

Although Wei Zhao learned the news a little suddenly, he was as clever as a sea, and immediately discovered that something was wrong.

"I don't listen!" Xie Yanhe's hands stubbornly covered her ears, and she shouted reluctantly: "What does it matter to me whether the rest of the Xie family lives or dies!" Since Xie Jin has this thought, he deserves to die! ”

Xie Yanhe's eyes were red from crying, and the tears were like beads with broken threads, rolling down.

She said sharply: "I just want Your Majesty to tell me what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is thinking about him!" Isn't it already sharpening knives for me and my brother! ”

Prince! The cold glint in Wei Zhaomo's eyes flashed. He was full of helplessness, so he had to turn his gaze, and his sharp gaze fell on Chen Ze's body, as if thunder was thundering, forcing Chen Ze to tremble.

"Mianmian, let's go back and talk about it, okay? If you mess with me like this, you'll only make others see the joke. ”

"Am I not a joke?"

Xie Yanhe's tears were hazy, she stretched out her fingers that were as tender as shallots, pointed at Chen Ze tremblingly, and her voice was hoarse: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince repented of marrying me for Chen Rong, and I was sneered at by the ladies in Beijing, and I suffered from white eyes and ridicule. Now, I am entangled with His Majesty again. First the son, then the father...... Your Majesty, you might as well ask Chen Ze, an outsider, if I, Xie Yanhe, am it a joke! ”

Hearing this, Xie Yan and Chen, who were suddenly named by him, couldn't wait to shrink himself into the crack in the ground. Didn't you see His Majesty staring at him from the sidelines, eager to cramp and skin him? The county lord of Yonghe is trying to kill him!

"Chen Ze, are you deaf? I didn't hear the county lord of Yonghe asking you! ”

Xie Yanhe's words were completely referring to Sang scolding Huai, and the evil fire in Wei Zhao's chest had nowhere to vent, so he could only fall on Chen Ze's body.

Chen Ze trembled and replied tremblingly: "Your Majesty, the grass people, the grass people dare not speak falsely!" ”

Wei Zhao's eyes sharpened, and he walked in front of Chen Ze, and there was a sound of rubbing of robes in the air.

A pair of black-colored dragon-patterned brocade boots appeared in Chen Ze's field of vision, and Chen Ze was immediately frightened to the point of sweating, and the whole person trembled.

Wei Zhao snorted.

Before Chen Ze started, Wei Zhao didn't miss a word of the bastard words that Xie Yanhe said, and listened to them all.

He couldn't help but twist his sword eyebrows in disgust, and raising his leg was a heartwarming foot.

The force of Wei Zhao's foot was extremely heavy, with the power of splitting mountains and gravels, and immediately kicked Chen Ze into a rolling gourd.

Chen Ze's throat was sweet, and a large pool of blood spurted out from his mouth, and the whole person was kicked several feet away, until his body hit the stump on the side, and then he stopped the momentum.

"Idiot! I let you go back to the words of the county lord of Yonghe! ”

Wei Zhao was disgusted with Chen Ze, a dog who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic!

It's just enough to hold the evidence that is unfavorable to the Xie family, and being able to get it from the prince can be regarded as his Chen Ze's ability.

As a result, this bastard didn't threaten the prince, but instead remembered the person on the tip of his heart, which was simply wishful thinking!

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" Chen let out a burst of angry coughing sounds, where could he still speak.

Xie Yanhe's gaze swept over Chen Ze's miserable situation, she lowered her head slightly, bent her lips almost invisibly, and then glared angrily at Emperor Jianyuan, and said with added fuel to the fire: "Your Majesty, do you think Chen Ze can still talk back like this?" I'm afraid that His Majesty's question is false, and it is true that he wants to kill people and kill his mouth! ”

"You! Are you going to be? ”

Wei Zhao looked at Xie Yan and his unruly expression, the little girl's beautiful and charming eyebrows were full of churning anger, and a strong sense of powerlessness rose in his heart again.

Can't beat, can't scold, can't reason, so oil and salt can't enter, it's simply impossible to start.

"Mianmian, do I still need to kill people?"

Since Wei Zhao ascended the throne, he has not heard a word of doubt, because those who dare to question him have the grass on the grave three feet high.

Xie Yan and Sakura pursed their lips, she knew that what Emperor Jianyuan said was the truth.

Emperor Jianyuan was the emperor of Kuanggu Mingjun, and the Daye Dynasty was under his governance.

But because of this, Xie Yanhe was even more unwilling!

Xie Yanhe bit her cherry lip, and looked at Emperor Jianyuan with a pair of clear peach blossom eyes, as if she wanted to look into the depths of his heart, her voice was delicate and poignant: "Your Majesty might as well tell me the truth, in Your Majesty's heart, is the crown prince important, or am I important?" ”

Wei Zhao was stunned, for the first time in his life, someone dared to force him, the emperor, to make a choice.

"Bold!"

Wei Zhao's instinct as an emperor reacted one step ahead of his brain, and he scolded in a deep voice!

Xie Yanhe had long expected Emperor Jianyuan to react like this, she hooked her lips self-deprecatingly, and the hem of her white skirt fell on the dirty muddy floor.

"The courtier's daughter is guilty."

The faint four words drew an insurmountable barrier between her and Emperor Jianyuan.

Wei Zhao raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, regretting the rebuke he had just blurted out. But looking at Xie Yanhe's attitude of rejecting him thousands of miles away, he was angry for a while, and couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "Mianmian, don't be unreasonable!" ”

Xie Yanhe has been praised by her parents and brother as the pearl of her palm since she was born, and she has become accustomed to a very arrogant temperament; After the death of her parents, and the supreme favor of the king, her already domineering temperament became even worse.

Later, Xie Yanhe sharpened her temperament in Jiangnan for three years, and Mrs. Gu used various means to make her guard against arrogance and rashness, so that she finally learned the word "forbearance".

But after returning to Beijing, Emperor Jianyuan's repeated connivance with her made her nature gradually rise up, and now it is out of control.

Facing the emperor who was in charge of the power of life and death, Xie Yanhe didn't know how to write the word "afraid" at all.

She said coldly: "The courtiers don't dare! ”

"What don't you dare!" Wei Zhao rubbed the fire in his heart and said everything in his heart, "I, the emperor, do you put it in your eyes?" ”

Xie Yanhe's eyes drooped slightly, and his slender jade fingers picked the lines of the Lingxiao flower embroidered with gold threads on the skirt, until the skirt was pulled off the line, as if he hadn't heard Emperor Jianyuan's question.

Wei Zhao looked at the careless small movements on her fingers, and almost laughed angrily: "I'm asking you!" ”

After speaking, a pair of dark eyes narrowed dangerously, this lawless little thing!

Xie Yan and the two rows of lupine-like eyelashes flickered. She raised her eyes, and a pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to be filled with light, and the waves in her eyes were low and flickering.

The beauty's eyes were like water, looking forward to life, Wei Zhao unconsciously fell into a trance.

Xie Yanhe's eyes blinked, and suddenly the light disappeared, leaving only a cold color.

There was a thick sneer in her peach blossom eyes: "Your Majesty, I can only see you if I look up." ”

The identities between the two of them are separated by monarchs and ministers, between kindness, and other things, which are not equal.

Wei Zhao didn't expect Xie Yanhe to be able to say such a thing, and his expression was shocked.

Seeing this, Xie Yanhe's long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the irony in her eyes, and she said very calmly: "Your Majesty wants me to respect you, the monarch, so I can only kneel respectfully in front of you; But I want to be my lover, and I want my love ......"

Xie Yanhe smiled lightly.

At this moment, her willfulness and naivety are like an illusion that has been torn apart, and after the fog wrapped in frosting fades, only the bloody reality remains.

Xie Yanhe asked very rationally: "Dare to ask Your Majesty, in the whole world, which woman will kneel her lover?" How can Your Majesty blame me for not looking good on my knees? ”

Xie Yan and his knife-sharp words cut several blood marks on Wei Zhao's heart, his pupils shrank fiercely, and the muscles of his face twitched unconsciously.

"Sleep, I don't mean that!" Wei Zhao defended very palely.

The little girl's words, every sentence and every word, were a powerful riposte to Wei Zhao.

Since his good intentions cannot be seen by the little girl, how can he force her to believe it!

Wei Zhao found himself in a dead end that he couldn't explain.

"Sleepy, you get up first." Wei Zhao used his arms hard to pull Xie Yanhe up from the mud.

The dirt on the hem of her skirt was very dazzling, and Wei Zhao couldn't help but squint his eyes, not knowing what to do with her.

"Did Your Majesty get me the sore spot?" Xie Yanhe felt that he had already had a showdown with Emperor Jianyuan, and suddenly said with a broken jar.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Your Majesty, and I'll never be able to do what Your Majesty hopes."

Wei Zhao looked at Xie Yanhe's cold eyes, his heart ached, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Don't kneel down in the future, you are kneeling on the tip of my heart." ”

"Your Majesty, why should you bother to talk about him." Xie Yanhe didn't forget the question she just had, as well as ...... Emperor Jianyuan's anger.

"Well, I already know Your Majesty's answer." Xie Yanhe's lips curled self-deprecatingly.

"What do you know again?" The little girl was angry, Wei Zhao originally planned to endure it first, and then coax people back when she was angry.

But the little girl's tone was as cold as the ice ballast, and Wei Zhao was really afraid that he would never be able to cover this heart anymore.

"Mianmian, in my heart, you are the most important."

Wei Zhao was forced to press his head to say this. Although every word in the words was sincere, his handsome facial features still revealed a touch of displeasure.

Obviously, his eldest son is a few years older than Mianmian, but now Wei Zhao wants to say such things like a hairy boy in front of the tender little girl who can be his daughter, which really exhausts all his life's courage.

The more Wei Zhao thought about it, the more embarrassed he felt, and his face was like frost!