"I beg my father to spare my mother!"

"I beg my father to spare my mother!"

An Xi was startled, and quickly silenced her body to hide her figure, she originally wanted to see the demeanor of the three thousand beauties when she entered the palace, but she didn't expect to go the wrong way, and accidentally wandered to the emperor's Cheng'an Palace. She wanted to leave this kind of most heavily patrolled place quickly, but when she turned around, she saw a figure rushing in and kneeling outside the emperor's bedroom.

The person who came was a teenager, who looked like he was about seventeen or eighteen years old, since he was called his father, he should be a prince, so why was he dressed so ...... Ordinary? Pure black plain clothes, the hair is tied with a hosta, and there are no other accessories. Shouldn't it? Even An Rui, the son of the prime minister who didn't know what to dress for, wore a jade pendant and a sachet, is this prince so miserable?

Harm, maybe he's minimalist.

Anxi inexplicably felt that this young man was somewhat familiar...... Like, where have you encountered it?

But after searching the memories of the original owner, I couldn't remember who it was.

The young man kept kowtowing, but the emperor in the Cheng'an Palace didn't say a word, only sent a messenger eunuch out to whisper a few words to the young man. After hearing this, the young man kowtowed even more frantically, and the blood on his forehead had stained a small piece of floor tiles red.

Just when An Xi couldn't bear to look at it, a eunuch with a tray walked in through the corridor from the front hall, and a white silk and dagger were placed on the plate.

Anxi suddenly understood what was going on, it was estimated that the young man's mother had committed some fault and was given death, and it seemed that she chose to use dove wine to end herself.

So, is he also a child without a mother now? An Xi suddenly felt sour in her eyes again, this time it was not Xiao Anxi's tears, it was her own.

"Seventh Prince, Concubine Lin has already gone, and the emperor said that she would be posthumously crowned as Emperor Lin Guifei." The eunuch spoke slowly.

The young man who was kneeling on the ground seemed to have lost all his strength at that moment, and fell to the side weakly, without saying a word.

Seeing this, the eunuch sighed helplessly, and walked straight to the Cheng'an Palace to resume his life.

The boy slammed the ground hard, and An Xi guessed that he hated himself for not being able to protect his mother.

The summer wind has become a little cooler in the early hours of the morning. Behind An Xi is the long street of the palace with dozens of palace lamps lit, and it is warm. In front of An Xi, there is no light at all Cheng'an Palace, and a young man who has no light at all.

The young man stood up on the ground and roared at the Cheng'an Palace: "Son! Retire!"

Anxi saw tears in his eyes, but stubbornly held his head high and didn't let it fall. But tears did not listen to him, and they all ran down his thin cheeks, some of them stayed at the corners of their lips, and some fell straight to the ground.

After all, he was a teenager, and he staggered and walked two steps, and finally collapsed. An Xi was horrified to find that the back of his head was also broken by the last fall, and a lot of blood flowed out.

Ten minutes.

Twenty minutes.

An Xi thought that no matter how ruthless his father was, he would not let his child die, but he didn't expect that after waiting for so long, the door of Cheng'an Hall was still closed, and the lights were even turned off.

It seems that the old emperor is ready to go to bed?

An Xi hesitated again and again, and finally jumped off the palace wall neatly, and touched the side of the Seventh Prince with his waist.

"I came to save you at the risk of being slaughtered as an assassin, my name is Xiaoshuang, you must remember my kindness."

An Xi didn't know why he said such a sentence without a head, what if he didn't fall into a coma completely and confessed that he was an assassin in exchange for the emperor's favor? Who doesn't, doesn't they?

It was a mistake not to be masked, but as soon as the idea came out, An Xi vetoed it, and if you were masked, people would definitely think you were an assassin 100%.

But fortunately, I was talking about Xiaoshuang, not Anxi, no one would call her name outside, and the risk was not great.

There was no turning back arrow when he opened the bow, and sent the Buddha to the upper western heavens.

Before An Xi went out, he saw that there were a lot of gold sore medicines and pain relievers in the cabinet of the original owner, and it is estimated that people who practice martial arts always have these. So she put a handful in her arms, in case she experienced light skills for the first time and fell and her relatives didn't recognize it. The expedition of light gong was so smooth that Anxi almost thought that these medicines would not be used.

No, it just happened to be given to this stunned Seventh Prince.

Don't blame An Xi for saying that he said, how can the matter of the emperor's decree be solved by kowtowing and begging for mercy? At least she saw palace fighting dramas in her previous life, and none of the unjust cases could be solved by begging for mercy.

It was really dark in the Cheng'an Palace, and An Xi used the moonlight, which barely provided a little lighting function, to put two large bottles of trauma medicine on the head and knees of the Seventh Prince, fed the heart protection pills, and tore off the Seventh Prince's own plain robe and wrapped it around his head and tied a knot, which was to prevent more blood from the wound on the back of his head.

No more, she won't, not so professional.

An Xi suddenly felt that the light brought by the moon was obscured by something, and when she looked up, she saw a large dark cloud.

Tut.

She had to put her hands under the armpits of the Seventh Prince, and it took her strength to drag him down the corridor.

Now there will be no infection in the rain, but there must be a wind chill. It's hard for her to be a thirteen-year-old girl, even if the Seventh Prince is very thin, she is an adult after all.

An Xi looked helplessly at the sky that had ruthlessly begun to fall small raindrops, she judged that the palace would be ten minutes away from the Prime Minister's Mansion, but she must have to go back in the rain. Really, maybe the Seventh Prince just has a cold, but she has a fever!

She looked at the Seventh Prince again, and there was nothing wrong with it, so she turned around and jumped on the palace wall and left.

An Xi didn't see that the moment she turned around, two sharp gazes pierced her at the same time.

One is from the Cheng'an Palace, and the other is from the Seven Princes of the Kowtow King.