Leaving the residence of the third prince, Xijing went back to see Li Jun's current situation.

The reason why he suddenly disfigured himself was because of the filth and filth in the court, and also about his mother, who depended on him for his life.

The third prince asked him to "reminisce" in the past, and there was inevitably some sarcasm and ridicule, but he responded silently, even if he said that he was empty and had a good skin and was a waste, he just bowed his head and frowned, without refuting or getting angry.

To make him angry, the third prince said something.

At the beginning, the crown prince and the third prince tied him up and planned to do something wrong, but he was discovered and stopped by Sang Guifei, who did not dare to commit it again because of the identity of the concubine, but threatened the concubine in private.

- You can keep him for a while, but you can't save a lifetime.

Sang Guifei begged them to let go of their children, but Jun'er had no intention of fighting, and only wanted a peaceful life.

Sang Guifei was thirty-six years old at that time, but her face was still delicate and moving, and the fat powder was very light, but it was more beautiful and eye-catching than the other concubines with heavy makeup.

——Since you entered the palace, my father has never been to my mother's concubine, and I was puzzled at first, but after seeing you, I understood.

It's flattering, but it's not good.

- Everyone has a love for beauty, and my third brother and I are both normal people. The sixth brother is so good-looking, who doesn't like it? However, if there is a more beautiful beauty, it will naturally not be his turn.

So, in order to protect her son, Sang Guifei accepted the presumptuousness of the crown prince and the third prince.

Although she is not related by blood, she is a harem concubine after all, and doing such a thing is really against ethics and morals, which makes her extremely painful.

But the thought of having endured such filth and pain for his son is not so sad.

Li Jun listened to the three princes' insulting words, his face sank so much that he was almost about to come out of ink, and the three princes were still saying dirty words.

At the end, I added a sentence.

- Although it is a little worse than you, but it is better to be a woman, and when she is old, she will give you a chance.

Li Jun was extremely angry in his heart, no wonder his mother was getting thinner and thinner, it turned out that these two beasts were rummaging around such dirty things behind their backs.

And the source of all this is outstanding beauty.

His mother was taken captive to the palace because of her appearance, and he was targeted because of her appearance, and it was also because of her appearance that she had to endure such pain. People are flattered and approached because of their looks.

This one can only bring hypocrisy and pain, so why keep it?

So he ruined his appearance.

"Tsk." There was some surprise in the tide mirror, but it was not particularly unexpected.

He will do things that he does not expect, and it is completely expected.

Pushing the door back to the side room, I saw him sitting alone in front of the table, his face was still bloody, and he didn't see the servant waiting, nor did he see the doctor who should give him medicine and bandage.

The medicine box was still on the table and did not move, and it seemed that he had driven it away, and he didn't dare to open his mouth to take the medicine box.

Xijing opened the medicine box and took out the bandages and the applied powder.

"Heart, you said that you were going back to the palace to face the saint with such a ruthless hand, and you just told people that you did it yourself, and the courtiers would only think that it was done by me, a cruel and unkind dumb king." Xijing said as he poured some medicinal powder into his fingertips, "Aren't you recruiting black for me." ”

The powder was rubbed on the wound, and it was a dripping pain, just like the rheumatoid leg was sour and refreshing on a rainy day.