The roar lasted only a short moment, like a dream, and before people had time to seek it, it had already dissipated without a trace.

His hand holding the pen tightened slightly, and with a "crunch......" sound, the fine brush broke from it, and the dark ink dripped on the rice paper, shattering the original good hand.

"Emperor, Your Majesty ......" Gonggong Li, who was standing aside, saw the emperor's movements and stayed there.

"Good, good!"

Gonggong Li was a little inexplicable, he didn't understand what was wrong with the emperor, and he didn't dare to ask without permission, so he just called softly: "Your Majesty?" ”

"Today's royal banquet, can you eat sleep?" The Emperor's voice was low, and his face was extremely gloomy.

"Back to Your Majesty, the slave watched Lord Wei eat it with his own eyes."

"Nope! Auspicious! ”

Gonggong Li became more and more puzzled, but he still knelt down for the first time, not understanding the emperor's mind at all.

The correction is good, and I don't know what happened, and suddenly it became like this.

Nearest the king nearest the gallows!

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In front of the Fusu Palace, Ye Qingwan was still stopped in front of the hall by Feng Lin and Yelin, and the two of them didn't let anything go.

Ye Qingwan asked, "What happened to him?" ”

Feng Lin didn't dare to look at Ye Qingwan's eyes, so he could only say: "The prince is fine, but I'm tired, Miss Ye should go back!" ”

"Nothing happened from sleeping in the morning until now?"

For the first time, Ye Qingwan's tone was so aggressive, and his attitude was so tough, and the aura of his whole body changed, from being light and light to being domineering and tough.

The dark clouds in the sky gathered, there was no light at all, and the darkness was terrible, like a black cloud pressing down on the city.

"Get out of the way!"

Ye Qingwan directly pushed open the door of the hall, ignoring the obstruction of Feng Lin and Yelin, and walked straight to the inner hall.

There was only a little red light in the hall, which was the light emitted by the cinnabar between Jiang Wumian's eyebrows.

The red is weird, the beauty is thrilling, and it is also unusually unreal.

"Light up!"

Feng Lin and Ye Lin lit the lamp, the hall slowly lit up, Ye Qingwan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the person on the bed, he was exposed on the outside of the skin, with a small wound...... Ye Qingwan was slightly startled.

The half-opened peach blossom eyes were extremely deep, there was no light in the eyes, and she could even see herself clearly.

"Jiang Sleepless ......"

She whispered to him.

"You're here......" said in a low voice, as if talking to himself, and after the words were spoken, Jiang Wumian closed his eyes, and even the cinnabar mole on his forehead was gradually returning to normal.

Ye Qingwan's eyes condensed, and he reached out to check his pulse.

The pulse is the same as the previous one, with no changes.

Ye Qingwan looked at Feng Lin and asked indifferently, "What happened today?" ”

Feng Lin couldn't hide it, so he explained today's events from beginning to end.

"Every year, the emperor will send the imperial meal, and every year, the prince will sleep like this for a day."

"You don't know why?"

Feng Lin shook his head.

Ye Qingwan can be sure that Feng Lin didn't hear that roar just now! Otherwise, they wouldn't have done nothing.

In fact, Feng Lin didn't understand that the master was obviously a prince of the imperial family, the sixth prince born to the emperor, with a noble status, except for the emperor's call and the necessary banquets in the palace, he was almost closed all year round.

How did you erect so many enemies?

On the surface, the beautiful Yuwang Mansion, how many villains with ill intentions are secretly ambushed?

"Let me ask you another question, you said that the emperor will summon the prince into the palace every half a month, do you know why?"

"I don't know, but every time I come out, there will be many more wounds on the prince's body."