Inside the Zixiao Pavilion, the atmosphere was heavy.

In the plain purple bed tent, Xiao Jingyu's face was blue and black, his eyes were closed, he was very thin, and his handsome silhouette was out of shape.

The imperial doctors who gathered around the dragon's bed put away the medicine box and shook their heads and sighed.

"Your Majesty, I passed out for a few days without taking the medicine, and the wound continued to deteriorate, causing a high fever and incompetence. The emperor's pulse is as light as a feather and will be scattered at any time, I am afraid that the deadline is approaching, and the queen mother still prepared earlier, and the matter behind her. ”

The imperial doctors came forward to say this.

Mo Xiangli was furious when he heard it, and with red eyes, he blamed Yan Zijin, who was silent on the side, and said: "Prime Minister Yan, the emperor was fine when he went out, you sent people back to me like this, no matter what, you can't escape the blame, someone will drag him down and beat a hundred boards!" ”

Yan Zijin came back from the frontline battlefield, kicking and restlessness every day along the way, knowing that Xiao Jingyu was assassinated and his life was in danger, he, the minister who accompanied him, must be the first to punish and ask for the crime, but he still had concerns at home, and he didn't want to die because of this.

Yan Zijin suppressed the pain in his heart, lowered his head and explained astringently:

"The army has always been heavily guarded, and I don't know how the Assassins got in. We won the small battle that day, and as soon as we returned to the house from the battlefield, someone reported that the emperor was assassinated in his bed, and I only hated that I couldn't take that sword for the emperor. ”

"I don't listen to your explanation, you killed the emperor, and someone came to pull him down to hit a hundred boards." Mo Xiangli was lying beside Xiao Jingyu, his chest rose and fell violently, touching his lover's pale face, and crying unacceptably.

The guards on both sides came up to drag Yan Zijin down, and when Han Qing was staggered into Zixiao Pavilion by his son, he shouted when he saw this: "Slow! ”

Although Yan Zijin said that he abducted his woman, he was a talented person, and it was a pity that he was killed for nothing.

"Tanlang, it's almost gone, brother......"

When Han Qing arrived, Mo Xiangli seemed to have found a backbone, stood up and leaned straight into his arms, ignoring the eyes of others on the left and right, hiding in his arms and crying sadly.

In fact, outsiders think that Han Qing and Mo Xiangli are brother and sister, and even Yan Zijin and Li Junye don't know.

"Yan'er, don't cry, the barracks are tightly guarded, and Xiao Jingyu's assassination is not Yan Zijin's fault. Beating a scholar who doesn't know martial arts to a hundred boards is no different from asking for his life, just confine him to his home and reflect. ”

Han Qing comforted Mo Xiangli, looked at Yan Zijin who was full of self-blame and said to her.

Mo Xiangli didn't want to let him go so simply, and ordered hatefully: "This time, my brother will intercede for you to spare you from dying, the death penalty can be avoided and the living crime cannot be escaped, and you will be deprived of the position of prime minister from now on, you are grounded in the Yan Mansion and not allowed to step out, if you dare to take a step, you will die, and someone will drag him down." ”

Yan Zijin didn't expect Han Qing, a rival in love, to intercede for him, and after picking up a life, before being taken down by the guards, he knelt down solemnly with red eyes and thanked: "Thank you for the kindness of the two queens." ”

Just as Han Qing was comforting Mo Xiang, Xiao Jingyuan let go of Han Qing's hand, ran up and hugged Xiao Jingyu, who was unconscious on the bed, tears fell like beans, and gradually turned to cry: "Father, don't die, father, father, save him." ”

Han Qing stood quietly beside the bed, took Xiao Jingyu's hand to check the pulse, and said coldly with thin eyes: "The pulse is weak and weak, it will be scattered at any time, and if you are not saved, wait for death." ”

Xiao Jingyuan cried even more fiercely, out of breath, Han Qing stroked his head, and scolded irritably: "Crying like your own father." ”

Xiao Jingyuan cried and was aggrieved, turned his head and grabbed Han Qing's hand, he had to save Xiao Jingyu before he stopped!

Xiao Jingyuan sobbed and pleaded: "Father, father, father, you are so powerful to save my father, I don't want our family of three to be separated, please, woo woo woo woo ......"

Han Qing was so noisy that he looked embarrassed, and he couldn't beat and scold the child with a helpless face.

Mo Xiangli stepped forward and hugged Xiao Jingyuan, ripped off his claws to grab Han Qing, slapped his ass fiercely, and said angrily: "Your father is not saved, don't be unreasonable." ”

Xiao Jingyuan had never seen his mother so angry with him, he was frightened for a while, big tears were in his eyes, he paused for a moment, and then his heart swelled with even greater grievances, thinking that his mother did not love his father.

Han Qing stopped Mo Xiangli from beating the child, hugged Xiao Jingyuan in his arms, and said softly: "Okay, I will definitely save your father, don't cry Yuan'er." ”

Xiao Jingyuan hugged Han Qing's neck tightly, his little face lay on his shoulder and cried in a suppressed voice, a little tear wet his blue clothes, the little guy was pitiful, Han Qing was very distressed.

Han Qing stopped Mo Xiangli from beating the child, hugged Xiao Jingyuan in his arms, and coaxed: "Okay, I'll save your father, don't cry." ”

Mo Xiangli saw her brother, who was so accustomed to accommodating her children, and just wanted to say a few more words, Han Qing gave her a stop look, and she swallowed her words helplessly.

Xiao Jingyuan slowly stopped crying, Mo Xiangli asked the palace maid to quickly take him down, and Zixiao Pavilion was finally able to be quiet.

Han Qing looked at Xiao Jingyu, whose life was not going to last long, and was thinking about a good strategy when he felt that Mo Xiang was close, hugged him intimately from behind, and said ambiguously:

"Brother, Xiao Jingyu is dead, the two prime ministers were solved by me, and no one stopped us from being together. Tomorrow, I will let the ministers appoint Yuan'er as the crown prince, and in the future, you and I will rule the world together, you will be the emperor, I will be your queen, are you happy? ”

Han Qing opened his lips slightly, his eyes moved secretly, Mo Xiangli was dishonest with his hands and feet, he reached out and tore off Han Qing's belt, and shouted with lust in his eyes: "Brother......"

Han Qing was stunned, Mo Xiangli pushed him to the bed like a wolf, Han Qing responded to Xiao Jingyu's body, and Mo Xiangli was hungry and thirsty, and felt a little absurd and weird for a while.

Mo Xiangli looked down at Han Qing, who was surprised, and confessed affectionately: "My good brother, I think about you entering me every night. ”

Han Qing felt a little psychedelic and exciting, he used to go to the mountain in front of the mountain and not move, but now the mountain moves with the shadow, and his sister moves his hands and feet against him from time to time, is this the cheapness of people?

"Sister, let's change places." However, even so, Han Qing still found it difficult to refuse Mo Xiangli, and began to feel like an ape, which was also his cheapness.

"No, I'm going to be here." Mo Xiangli said with a smile, with the pleasure of aspiring Xiao Jingyu.

Han Qing glanced at it secretly, Emperor Mo, who wanted to die, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and could only follow her helplessly.

Just as the two of them were messing around and indulging in the sea of desire, Han Qing saw that Mo Xiangli was getting more and more naughty, grabbed the thief's hand that kneaded/pinched him/buttocks/, and smiled evilly: "I grabbed your hand, good sister, where are you going?" ”

Mo Xiangli indulged in pleasure drunk, and when he heard Han Qing's words, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, covered his mouth with his hands, stared at the hand that did not belong to her, and said in horror: "Brother, my hand is here." ”

Han Qing felt that the palm in his hand was obviously a few yards larger than the woman, and obviously noticed that something was wrong, and turned his head stiffly, goosebumps on his body rose layer after layer.

"What are the two queens going to do?" Xiao Jingyu slowly opened his eyes and looked at the wonderful scene, with a hint of his funny mischief in his eyes.

Mo Xiangli was shocked, and fell out of bed on the spot in fright, dragging his clothes to block himself.

Han Qing had just turned green, and Xiao Jingyu just wanted to escape, and his waist was forcefully rolled back into Xiao Jingyu's arms.

It's just that this time Han Qing didn't dare to scold anymore.

"Are you praying for me?" Xiao Jingyu lowered his head and said in Han Qing's ear.

Mo Xiangli bowed his head in extreme shame.

Han Qing just wanted to explode on the spot, closed his eyes, and said nonsense: "Yixuzi said that we need to use this special way of praying to recall the emperor's soul. ”

"Oh? Really? Xiao Jingyu half-pressed Han Qing and said, Han Qing's whole face turned red with shame, like a prey caught by a beast, and he didn't dare to resist the movement at all.

"Yes." Han Qing said crisply.

"Hehe, since the queen said so, then so be it. Stand down first, I still have something to tell your brother. Xiao Jingyu said understandingly, Mo Xiangli hugged his clothes, and quickly left his brother and fled.

"Does my queen want to replace me as emperor when I am critically ill?" Xiao Jingyu stroked Han Qing and asked with a smile.

O God! This guy is so scheming that he even took the opportunity to pretend to be dead, and even hid it from the eyes of the imperial doctor. Han Qing just wanted to cover his head and scream in collapse, find a hole to drill into, and never come out for the rest of his life.

"Tsk, do you think it's not enough for me to raise a child for you, and you still have to sleep with the queen, or are you too energetic to have a place to vent?" Xiao Jingyu's movements were gentle, and Han Qing was stiff and closed his eyes and didn't dare to open them, like a dog with his tail between his legs and didn't dare to speak.

"......" Han Qing felt that he had never been able to raise his head like this in his life, and he would never dare to eat wild food again.

"I really hurt in my chest, and I'm very angry." Xiao Jingyu whispered in his ear.

“……”

"Won't you rub it for me? Extinguishing fires? Xiao Jingyu said and grabbed Han Qing's hand and went down, Han Qing bit his lip and wanted to cry without tears.

Han Qing suddenly had a strong premonition, he might not be able to turn Xiao Jingyu's Five Finger Mountain in his life.

Looking forward and backward, everyone thought that Emperor Muyun was hopeless, but they didn't expect that under the careful personal service of the male queen day and night, he lived, and he was living more and more energetically.

At this time, the frontline was quickly broken by the three kingdoms of Beihan, Gujin, and Muwan, and the three kingdoms were overwhelmed, forcing them to the Jinluan Palace, even if Zhuge was reincarnated, he was unable to return to the sky, and Xiao Jingyu had a rare headache.

After discussing with the important ministers of the DPRK and China, they unanimously decided to cease the war and let Xiao Jingyu sign a peace agreement, agreeing to the unreasonable conditions behind the three countries.

Xiao Jingyu was so angry that he refused to release Han Qing, and after a period of stalemate between several countries, the monarchs of the four countries privately reached a secret agreement, which was the future of Han Qing.

However, Han Qing himself was concealed, and he had no way of knowing that the impending wave of the sky was coming, which made him fall into a whirlpool......