Chapter 150: Submission
In the Qingque Palace, Caiyue trotted into the door, "Back to the master, the concubine of that month left the emperor in the Yueyou Palace today on the grounds of the anniversary of her acquaintance with the emperor, and I am afraid that she will not come tonight." β
Xia Qingxi put down the half-smeared rouge in his hand, waved his hand lightly, and the maid in the hall hurriedly withdrew from the inner room.
"Isn't the emperor tired of Su Qianyue? Why is she favored again? β
Caiyue leaned over and said in a low voice: "She saw that the emperor was staying in the Qingque Palace every day, and she couldn't sit still for a long time. If Concubine Yue is favored again, I am afraid that she will deal with the master, and the master should make plans early. β
Xia Qingxi nodded unconsciously when she heard Caiyue's words, "It's time to plan." As he spoke, his eyes looked at his dresser from time to time, hesitated for a moment, and ordered, "Caiyue, you go out first." β
Seeing Xia Qingxi's unpredictable face, Caiyue hurriedly withdrew from the inner room.
Xia Qingxi saw that all the people in the house were gone, and reached out to open his dressing box, which was dazzling with a dazzling array of beaded jewelry. But she poured out all the contents inside, pushed a little hard towards the bottom of the box, and saw that there was still a lot of things at the bottom of Guanghua, and there was a letter under the wooden board.
Xia Qingxi took out the letter, opened it and looked at it, then carefully folded it again and put it in his arms. Walk towards the door.
Caiyue saw Xia Qingxi's movements through the crack in the door, and unconsciously sneered. He stepped aside. Before he could stand still, the door was pushed open with a creak.
Xia Qingxi walked out quickly, "Go and tell the emperor, just say that there is an urgent matter related to the society in this palace to report, and ask the emperor to move to the Qingque Palace." β
Caiyue heard Xia Qingxi's order and hurriedly ran in the direction of the Moon Palace.
Half an hour later, Ling Yan came to the Qingque Hall with an annoyed face, quite dissatisfied with Xia Qingxi disturbing his interest, "Qingxi is in a hurry to find me, what is the matter?" β
Xia Qingxi saw Ling Yan's attitude towards him, his eyes were a little sad, but he still spoke: "This matter is very important, please ask the emperor to step down." β
Ling Yan was a little impatient, but he still waved his hand and let the eunuch guards who were close to him retreat, "Say, what the hell is going on?" β
Xia Qingxi slowly took out the letter from his arms, "Back to the emperor, the concubine inadvertently got this letter, I don't know if it's true or not, and I asked the emperor to take a look." β
Ling Yan took the letter, opened it and looked at it, his face became more and more ugly, the fingers that pinched the letter became tighter and tighter, the knuckles crackled, and finally slapped the letter on the table on the side, and the tea on the side shook out of the tea cup and dripped on the table.
"The emperor is angry, maybe this letter was deliberately faked, the purpose is to provoke the relationship between the emperor and General Xiao!" Xia Qingxi hurriedly persuaded Ling Yan, his face was incredulous.
Ling Yan waved his hand, "This note is my uncle's handwritten letter, the handwriting is exactly the same, and even the arc of the stroke offset that is usually not easy to detect is the same, how can others imitate it." β
"How did you get this letter?" Ling Yan suddenly felt a little strange, how could such a secret military letter easily fall into the hands of a woman.
Xia Qingxi saw Ling Yan's questioning and explained: "Although the concubine is a princess, but when she was born, a gentleman said that the concubine would clash with her mother when she was young, so since she was a child, the concubine was raised in the mansion of General Xia Qi, the marshal of the Shengtian Soldiers and Horses, and General Xia regarded the concubine as his own. β
As he spoke, his eyes suddenly turned red. provoked a burst of pity in Ling Yan's heart. Hurriedly stretched out his hand to hug Xia Qingxi into his arms and took pity on him.
The moon and stars are scarce, but the cold heart can't sleep.
When I closed my eyes, I counted tens of thousands of sheep, and what was constantly wandering in my head was Situ Lie's stunning Danfeng eyes, with joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow, all kinds of emotions, over and over again, and the feeling was deeply imprinted in my heart.
Chilling turned over dozens of times, and finally lost to insomnia, got up, put on his coat, and opened the window.
A cold wind blew, and I was much more sober, and my head was no longer chaotic.
Looking up, the sky is full of stars, and it is particularly beautiful. Hanxin stretched out his hand to support his little face, only to see that on the white and slender arm, the colorful phoenix bracelet was still so conspicuous, and the colorful phoenix was lifelike, like a majestic posture that was about to soar in the nine heavens.
Raise your hand and start counting the stars in the sky, one, two, threeΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·
I thought I could fall asleep while counting, but there were too many stars in the sky, and I lost my spirit when I counted them, so I simply drew out my long sword, flew down, and stood in the small courtyard behind the Fengxian Tower.
A lonely shadow under the moon, waving a sword.
A set of fluent swordsmanship dance is superb, and one move and one style are extremely powerful. I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time, and my cold heart suddenly comes to my senses, and my posture is flexible and changeable. Dance every move to the extreme. The smart and elegant posture is like a fairy stepping on the moon, which makes people want to find out.
I saw that under the bright moonlight, a figure flew again, intertwined with the cold heart.
"Ah Xin is really interested!" As he spoke, Situ Lie raised the sword in his hand, and he struck towards the cold heart, and the two figures chased after me again, turning into a fierce fight.
Hanxin has the ability to adapt to situations that is not lost to anyone, and his memory is even better, so although he can't win against his boss Tu Lie, he won't lose too badly.
Situ Lie's moves were already powerful, making it impossible for Han Xin to avoid it, and he was finally picked off the sword and defeated.
Looking at the cold frown, Situ Lie slowly spoke: "Today, this king will teach you a trick, otherwise you will always be bullied by that faceless monster in the Hades Temple, and you will blame the pitiful." β
Han Xin heard the word "Hades", and remembered the scene when he was seriously injured last time when he was defeated by the Stygian Night, and he couldn't help but despise himself fiercely.
"Look at it." Situ Lie's voice came, making Han Xin suddenly concentrate his attention and stare at the soaring figure. I saw that the sword in Situ Lie's hand was like having eyes, as quiet as a tiger, moving like a flying dragon, and as urgent as lightning. The sword body flew by, the gentle breeze, and the rolled fallen leaves, like a dragon flying around, with momentum and chic.
The chilling eyes locked on the chic figure in the moonlight, which was really eye-opening.
With a wave of Situ Lie's hand, the sword was sent into the scabbard, and this unheard-of move finally came to an end.
"Do you see clearly?" Situ Lie asked in the direction where the cold heart was.
Hanxin nodded slowly, "I should have seen it clearly." β
As he spoke, he picked up the long sword and practiced it over and over again with the memory in his head.
As I became more and more proficient, I realized that the lethality of this swordsmanship was really great.