She silently hugged him for a moment, and then said in a muffled voice: "The rumored traitor who is going to rebel actually joined forces with the Son of Heaven to set up such a game, and finally put himself in it - I'm afraid that even the storyteller on Walang Street who likes to make up stories the most would not dare to make up such stories." ”

He played with her hair, and his tone was a little awkward: "Who said that if I rebelled, she would not hesitate to choose to be my enemy?" If you want to blame, you should also blame Miss Mo, the lost person lost his soul. That's probably what the saying goes...... Lust makes you dizzy? ”

He has always been like this, the more sincere he is, the more casual he behaves.

She couldn't help but glare at him, tears rolling down her softly lined cheeks.

Only then did he put away the cynicism, put on a solemn attitude, rubbed his fingers against her cheek, and said slowly: "Do you know that since I was a child, I hated children very much. But these days, I have been thinking all the time about what kind of father I would be if I had children in the future. ”

With tears in her eyes, she asked him, "Do you like boys or girls?" ”

Under the sword eyebrows, the eyes are slender, and the surface seems to be forever unexciting, but in the depths of the pupils, there is an imperceptible deep affection.

"It's better to have a daughter, like when you were a child. I think I'm going to give her double the favor you didn't get. ”

She was slightly stunned by this sentence, and her cheeks were a little hot: "But you haven't seen it, what was I like when I was a child......"

But he grabbed her wrist and said, "What if I had seen it?" In her look of disbelief, she said slowly, "Thirteen years ago, on a New Year's Eve, I was bullied by my classmates and met a little girl. The girl was young, but she was bold, and she couldn't help, but she was nosy. After meddling in his business, he asked me to carry her home. ”

He lowered his head, his slender eyes meeting her closely, the tip of his nose almost touching hers, but he deliberately did not move forward, and watched her beautifully shaped eyes widen little by little.

His warm breath spilled between her snorts, and the corners of his lips provoked a trademark, slightly playful and provocative arc: "When I see her, I must ask, why did you forget my name when you asked me?" He also treated me as someone else, and he never forgot me for so many years. If I hadn't heard Lord Xiao mention it, I really didn't know that there was a person who was already thinking about me when he was so young. ”

She was still in a state of disbelief, and her little face was confused.

He kissed her on the lips before she could digest her words completely.

His breath gradually became intense, as if he was about to swallow all the entangled lips and teeth into his stomach.

The hot air rushed into her mouth, and she indulged in the soft touch of her lips and teeth, and she had no time to think deeply about his words.

It was not easy to separate from him, she propped her hand on his chest, and hurriedly got to the point: "My lord, the Holy Lord promised me that he would give you a chance to escape, but it couldn't be too obvious. ”

He looked completely dependent on her and asked her, "Oh? Hooked his lips, "Then my life will be handed over to Shaowei." How are you going to save me? ”

She lowered her eyes, and when she raised them again, her eyes were bright: "I have a very stupid idea. After a pause, he said, "I want to follow the example of the Empress Dowager and set another fire." ”

Zhongxiu Palace, Zhaohua Palace.

The Son of Heaven stood in front of the three-legged incense burner with his hands in his hands, watching the white smoke rise into the void, but his mind was not here.

He remembered the terms she had exchanged with him that day, and a wry smile appeared on his lips. She is still willing to stay in the palace and stay by his side, but she wants to exchange Shen Hanxi's life for this condition.

This woman has repeatedly trampled on his self-esteem as an emperor, but he can't get angry.

Concubine Shu walked behind him and reminded him softly, "Holy Lord, it's time to go to bed." ”

He looked back at this prince who was still unfavored by him, and married him as a side concubine.

He didn't like her, but he couldn't say that he was bored, and after two years of marriage, the relationship between husband and wife has always been dull and bland, and there are no waves.

She was born in an ordinary family, her father was just a seven-rank Beijing official, even if he was not favored at the beginning, she was able to marry him as a side concubine, she also felt that it was a great favor, probably because of this, she was always cautious in front of him, even if he ascended the throne as the emperor, she never sought the slightest benefit for her father and brother, and kept her duty.

Such a character is naturally very good, but he occasionally feels that something is missing.

He suddenly realized that he never seemed to have spoken to her properly, and asked her what was going on in her mind.

He returned to his thoughts, grabbed her wrist, and said, "Sit with me, I have something to say." ”

Concubine Shu was slightly stunned.

Since he ascended the throne, he has been busy every day, even if he stays in her palace at night, it is just a routine, and he rarely listens to her, let alone takes the initiative to chat with her.

Pulled by him to sit at the table, she asked hesitantly, "Does the saint have something on his mind?" ”

Seeing that he poured tea himself, she was busy taking over his actions, but was stopped by him.

"It has been a while since I ascended the throne, and during this time, I have been dealing with the affairs of the previous dynasty, and I have no time to take care of the harem, but when the situation stabilizes, I ...... One thing must be done. ”

He poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of her.

Her eyelashes twitched, but soon her emotions relented.

"The concubine understands that now that the six palaces are all empty, the saint must choose a group of show girls to come in." She said and asked him softly, "Is the saint afraid that after marrying Miss Mo, he will immediately enrich the harem, which will make her unhappy?" ”

She talked about her husband's marriage to other women, and she was calm and generous on the surface, but the hand holding the teacup was not as indifferent as she appeared.

The Son of Heaven's gaze moved away from her slightly trembling hand and fell on her face. Under the bright palace lamp, her every subtle expression was clearly visible.

He suddenly called her maiden name: "Yanru, marry me, have you ever felt wronged?" ”

She paused again, shook her head slightly, and her eyes were gentle: "Being able to marry the saint is a blessing that the concubine can't ask for." ”

He said: "But I am not destined to be a good husband. ”

After a long time, I heard her speak, her voice was still so soft, but it was thorough through everything: "The saint can't be a good husband, he must be a good emperor." The concubine will also try to be a good concubine, try not to be jealous, not to interfere with the decision of the saint, this is about the duty of the concubine, and it is also the duty of all concubines. ”

Some time ago, he often ran to Jiaoyang Palace, she knew that her husband liked that ink girl, she was jealous and sad about it, but after being sad and jealous, there was only compromise left, how many people in this palace can expect to get all the love of the Son of Heaven?

He looked at her quietly, and suddenly thought that the concubine in front of him, who had been with him for two years, was only twenty-eight years old this year.

Perhaps, she will never be loved by him, and in the future, there will be more girls of her age in this huge harem. He may be grateful for her youthful companionship, but he will not snub the other concubines because of her, he will wander in the palaces of different women, and when he goes on a blind date with them, he forgets that there is another girl in this world who has been with him since his youth, and is keeping an empty boudoir for himself.

He is the Son of Heaven, destined to be wet with rain and dew.

Even if he marries Miss Mo as he wishes, he still can't spoil her alone. He may be able to keep her in his heart all the time, but from her standpoint, what difference can she be from Concubine Shu? Even, she will be even more pitiful than Concubine Shu. Concubine Shu at least has him in her heart, but what about her?

He swallowed the tea in silence and did not speak again.

The next day, the third watch.

When he arrived at the cell door where the felons were held, the doubts in the hearts of the cell bosses, who had already confirmed the warrants twice, did not dissipate. In the middle of the night, how could the Criminal Department suddenly interrogate at this time? However, what the other party was holding in his hand was indeed the warrant of Xiao Yan, the secretary of the Criminal Department. The Holy Admiral handed over the case to the Criminal Department with full responsibility, and the Criminal Department Shangshu was naturally qualified to interrogate the criminal at any time.

Seeing that he was slow, the short man in the official uniform of the criminal department said viciously: "Hurry up, if you miss the hour, we will not be able to make a difference." ”

The cell was dimly lit, and the short man deliberately lowered his head, so he couldn't see clearly. But for some reason, he always felt that this person was a little familiar.

There was no time to think about it, and the cell boss listened to his fierce tone, so he had to speed up and open the triple lock hanging on the cell door.

Although Shen Hanxi has been reduced to a prisoner, Yu Wei is still there, and the cell leader does not dare to slack off, and calls: "Shen, Lord Shen, the Criminal Department has been arraigned." ”

The man walked out slowly, his eyes fell on the two "criminal department officers", and he retracted it casually, with a displeased tone: "Lord Xiao is arraigned, but he will really pick the time." ”

The cell boss stepped forward and said, "Lord Shen, there are many offenses, you forgive me." As he spoke, he motioned to the two jailers behind him to put him in the yoll, which was a necessary process for transferring prisoners, but the short officer of the criminal department stopped them and said coldly: "I don't need this thing." ”

The cell boss was naturally embarrassed: "This master, if there is anything wrong on the way to transfer......

"From this moment on, my criminal department is fully responsible for the criminals, not to mention that there are tiger guards with you, what are you afraid of?"

"This ......" the cell boss was about to speak, but he was frightened by his murderous eyes, and motioned for the jailers to retreat, but quietly ordered them to follow, saying, "Be careful, don't let anything happen to them in the prison." ”

If something happens in the prison, they can't eat and walk around, and when they get out of the prison, this matter is not under their control.

Everyone escorted Shen Hanxi to the outside of the prison, and no one noticed that a person at the end of the team threw the lantern in his hand on the straw in the prison before following up......

The lantern was made of a special wick, and soon, the lantern paper was burned, and the tongue of fire gradually encroached and spread.

The corner of Xia Xiaoqiu's eyes caught the few jailers who followed up, as well as the tiger army who followed him inch by inch, and couldn't help but reach out and press down the official hat on his head. His move today was quite risky. There are a few important ministers in the court, and they have long seen that Shen Hanxi is not pleasing to the eye, how could they let go of such a great opportunity? Including Dali Siqing, they have written to ask the Son of Heaven to send the twelve guards of the tiger to guard the edict.

Although the Son of Heaven promised to make it easier for them, he could not transfer the Tiger Ben Army in a grand manner.

Whether they can save people can only depend on Song Ran's plan and their ability.

On the way, the cell boss became more and more confused, and he always felt as if he had seen this short man somewhere, and after taking two more steps, he suddenly recognized him: "Wait! You...... You are Xia Xiaoqiu of Tingweisi! ”

Xia Xiaoqiu secretly said bad luck in her heart.