The moon in the night sky was round and bright, and only the shadows of the trees swayed slightly were silent.

The crape myrtle flowers outside the Mingsheng Hall are blooming brilliantly, and the red and bright ones are very dazzling in the moonlight. The wind rose at night, and the broken petals were flying among the branches and leaves with the breeze, and the huge courtyard suddenly rained a rain of red and bright petals.

The hall was quiet, and the sound of flowers falling outside the hall could be clearly heard. Nangong Ling's cold face was gloomy, and he asked the man in black kneeling on the ground in a cold voice, "But what happened to the Zhang family's merchants?" ”

The man in black bowed slightly, arched his hand and said, "Back to Your Majesty!" Weichen has verified that the father and son of the Zhang family who were detained by Dali Temple are indeed innocent victims, and the daughter-in-law of the Zhang family was defiled and forced to death by Xiao Di, the nephew of Prime Minister Xiao! But Zhang Huaichong, the young secretary of Dali Temple, colluded with Xiao Di and reversed black and white to frame the Zhang family father and son and kill the Zhang family's daughter-in-law! ”

The haze on Nangong Ling's face became deeper and deeper, and the whole person seemed to be shrouded in a shadow, and there was a faint hint of deliberately suppressed anger in his cold tone, "Got it!" Step aside! ”

"Yes!" As the words of the man in black just landed, the man had disappeared.

Flipping over the stacked folds on the case, the more I looked at it, the more irritated I felt, and finally it was really difficult to suppress the anger in my heart, and I slammed a gold silk silk wrapped fold on the royal case, and said loudly: "Drive the Jiahe Palace!" ”

Hearing this, Wang An's always calm and relaxed expression hesitated slightly, and his black eyebrows frowned slightly, but he quickly returned to his normal color, and sang: "Drive Jiahe Palace!" ”

When he learned that Nangong Ling's imperial chariot stopped at Jiahe Palace, Qingyun immediately stood up and got up to meet him, but his walking posture was a little strange because of his stiff legs and feet.

Nangong Ling found from a distance that her pace was unusual, as if it was particularly difficult, and hurriedly stepped forward to support her, worried: "What's wrong with your leg?" ”

Mercury's eyes flashed a trace of grievance, but he tried his best to hide it: "It's nothing, it's just that after sitting for a long time, I suddenly got up and got up a little stiff!" ”

"Let me see!" Nangong Ling hugged her horizontally, strode towards the inner hall, gently placed her on the beauty couch, and reached out to lift Qingyun's trouser legs.

Qingyun hurriedly grabbed his hand nervously, frowned and stopped: "Your Majesty, it's really fine!" ”

"If it's okay, let me see!" Nangong Ling's deep-locked sword eyebrows faintly burst with a hint of worry and stubbornness.

Qingyun had no choice but to let Nangong Ling open her trouser leg to check, the light cyan fabric was slowly lifted to reveal her slender and white calves, but two eye-catching redness and swelling appeared at the knees, the red and swollen places had broken skin, and the pink tender flesh that could be faintly seen inside, with a faint bloody smell.

Nangong Ling's deep eyes instantly condensed, the hand holding the trouser leg fabric trembled slightly, and his cold face suddenly burst into violent anger, and he roared angrily at the palace man behind him:

"What's going on? How did you take care of Concubine Jin to make her so seriously injured, if you don't tell me a way today, you won't live! ”

The palace people were so frightened that they trembled and hurriedly knelt on the ground, and shouted repeatedly: "Your Majesty, stop your anger!" ”

Seeing that he was angry, Qingyun hurriedly took his hand gently, and persuaded softly: "Your Majesty! It's none of their business, it's the concubines themselves who accidentally ......"

"That's why they don't take care of it!" Nangong Ling didn't dissipate any anger because of Qingyun's soft persuasion, and shouted more and more angrily: "Tell me what's going on? Otherwise, I'll pick you lazy skin! ”

"Your Majesty! It's not about slaves! It's the Queen Mother, it's the Queen Mother who punished her mother for kneeling for a day to be like this! A little palace maid who was so frightened by the emperor's intimidation that she almost broke her guts whispered with a sifted chaff-like body.

The fury on Nangong Ling's face stiffened suddenly when he heard the word Queen Mother, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he muttered, "Queen Mother? ”

Seeing that the emperor was a little distracted, Qingyun waved his hand and signaled Feixue to retreat with the palace people, and the palace people who wished to leave early got the pardon and hurriedly retreated.

"Your Majesty! The concubine is fine, just a little skin trauma, and the medicine has been rubbed, and it will be fine in a few days! Qingyun got up and took the emperor's warm hand, pulled him to sit on the couch, and comforted him softly.

Nangong Ling suddenly hugged her tightly, buried his head in her neck in some despair, and said in a low voice: "Yao'er, I am really a wreck for this emperor, and I can't do whatever I want when I am constrained everywhere in government affairs, and now I can't protect my beloved woman!" ”

With that, he clenched his fist and slammed it against the tooth plate of the bed, making a dull sound.

Qingyun hurriedly picked up his hand that smashed against the tooth board, and gently stroked his reddened phalanges in distress, a layer of mist appeared in his beautiful eyes, and he said in a choked voice: "Does it hurt?" Your Majesty shouldn't be angry with your own hands if you are angry, let me see where the injury is? ”

Seeing that she cared so much about herself, Nangong Ling suddenly felt a trace of sweetness in her heart, but she hated her incompetence even more, and an emperor was actually restrained to such a point, and her mood became more and more depressed.

"Yao'er, do you think I'm useless as an emperor?"

"Your Majesty, don't be presumptuous, you have just ascended the throne to let those people take advantage of it, and when Your Majesty has cultivated his own forces, it will not be easy to get rid of the constraints at that time!" Qingyun comforted him while seducing him step by step.

Nangong Ling's decadent and chaotic head was instantly awakened, and a set of countermeasures appeared in his mind, he clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "I must pull out the tumor of the Xiao family!" ”

The next day, Nangong Ling put Zhang Huaichong, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, into the prison, and promoted Taishi Ling Wei Guangnian to be the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and the court was embarrassed, but because the evidence was conclusive, no one dared to refute it.

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Qingyun has been lying in Jiahe Palace for a few days, and the injury on his knee has gradually healed, plus he asked Liu Feng for some good medicine to remove scars before, and now the skin on his knee is much smoother and more delicate than before.

After staying in the palace for several days, I was really a little bored, so I went for a walk in the imperial garden accompanied by Feixue and the moon.

The three of them unconsciously went off the railroad while talking and laughing, and actually came to the Royal Horse Farm, where they could faintly hear the neighing of healthy horses and the lively laughter of the towering ancient trees through a layer of ancient trees.

Qingyun was surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that there would be such a lively place in this palace, so he took the lead and walked away.

But I saw a wide open area not far away, and there were two rows of people standing on the open space, all of them tall and tall horses, sitting tall and tall on young men in arrow-sleeved clothes, and between the two teams stood a delicate round ball.

There is a color table on the east side for people to watch the game, and the color table is full of people at this time, who are talking about the upcoming polo game with great interest.

"Hey! What are you looking at? The moon pulled a palace maid in Tsing Yi and asked curiously.

The palace maid in Tsing Yi looked at her slightly with her apricot eyes, and saw that she was dressed luxuriously and was afraid that she was not an ordinary palace maid, so she said politely: "Don't you know this?" Princess Changle is taking her own polo team to compete with the polo team in the racecourse! ”

Blind Moon's eyes widened in shock, and he said strangely: "Can you play a polo game so casually in the palace?" ”

"This is not the first time, this Princess Changle is His Majesty's favorite sister today, who dares to disallow her to compete!" The little palace maid in Tsing Yi looked at the field with envy on her face, and suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "Hey! It's time to get started! ”

With the sound of a loud gong, the pair of horses quickly galloped, and the yellow sand and dust on the ground were flying everywhere, only to see a thin and thin blue figure on the back of the red dumpling horse rushing forward and backward in the fog.

She is fast and dexterous, and she is the first to grab the polo in the crowd chasing me, and the long stick in her hand is neatly knocked, and the seemingly light stick has an incomparably huge force, and the polo falls steadily into the enemy's copper ring under the strength of this stick.

The audience burst into loud cheers, "Ah! Princesses at their best! Princesses at their best! ”

Among the many cheers, there was a loud and crisp sound of ecstasy that seemed a little exaggerated, and Qingyun looked sideways, but saw a little girl who was only thirteen or fourteen years old and had not yet retreated from childishness, and was excitedly waving her hands to the field.

Qingyun raised her eyes to look at the court with the little girl's gaze, and saw a thin and slender figure in blue clothes galloping heroically in the field.

Qingyun couldn't help but whisper: "I'm afraid this Princess Changle is not an ordinary woman!" I didn't see half of the pretentiousness of the women in the palace, but she seemed to see a sassy female general who had just returned from the battlefield! ”

I don't know if this group of guards deliberately gave in or if this Changle princess was really too superb, and she killed the opponent to the ground, and the battle soon ended in the sweaty battle of the players on the field.

There is no doubt that Princess Changle won the battle beautifully.

"Looks like we've lost a very important person!" Qingyun looked at Princess Changle, who was taking the palace scarf to wipe her sweat, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with an unexplained smile.

"Let's go back first!" A hint of hesitation welled up on Feixue's white face.

"What's wrong? Can I help you? Qingyun saw her eyebrows deepened, and asked with a solemn expression.

"When I was watching polo, a secret pile handed me a letter, saying that it was from Childe!" There was a faint hint of loss and melancholy hidden under Feixue's calm face.

"Where? Show me! Qingyun's excited heart was pounding, and he stretched out his hand nervously and happily to ask Feixue for the letter.

Feixue squeezed the letter in her sleeve tightly, and said with a solemn and cautious expression: "Let's go back to the palace and see again!" There are a lot of people here! ”

Back at Jiahe Palace, Qingyun couldn't wait to send off the palace people, and opened the letter with trembling hands slightly, and his rippling eyes were even more filled with a thin layer of water vapor after reading the letter.

"It was all the credit of Childe to be able to get out of trouble this time, and the impeachment letter and evidence were actually made by Childe! The evidence was found in such a short period of time, and Childe must have put a lot of effort into it! ”

The moisture in her eyes was getting more and more abundant, almost overflowing, and she closed her eyes gently, her long, thick eyelashes forcing tears to come out of her eyes.

"He cares about me! He always cared about me! ”