Heavy red walls, glazed yellow tiles.

The splendid palaces stand in the forest, and the ancient trees are towering and the trees are shady.

There is a double-layer octagonal pavilion under the shady ancient tree, the corner of the pavilion is upturned, and there is a golden bird that seems to spread its wings and fly high at the top, and the eight stone pillars below are all vermilion, and the dragon and phoenix patterns are engraved on it, highlighting the noble identity of the main family.

The pavilion is lying in the fish pond on one side, the breeze blows, the water is sparkling, flashing with fine golden light, the jade in the pond is happy and frolic, so it is not fresh and comfortable.

However, such a picturesque beauty was interrupted by the panicked voices of a bunch of people.

"Hurry up and inform the imperial doctor, the Prime Minister has been poisoned."

One of the guards nervously ordered the crowd.

After speaking, he bent down and helped the body of the person in the chair to hold on: "My lord, you hold on, the imperial doctor will come soon." ”

The person in the chair was unresponsive.

The guard was startled, and trembled his fingertips to get close to the man's nose, but as soon as he took a breath, the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, retracted in panic, and almost collapsed to the ground.

When everyone saw this reaction, there was nothing they didn't understand, and they all shrank their heads as if they were afraid of getting into trouble, quietly took a few steps back, and quietly observed.

"Prime Minister, is he out of gas?" One of the guards couldn't help it, holding his breath and letting out a nervous voice.

The man leaned down and helped his thighs and nodded.

In an instant, no one was left to chance.

His eyes were on the young man who was lying on the sandalwood case at the moment, waiting for his choice.

The young man got off the wooden table and stood up, tidying up his clothes slightly.

A bright yellow dragon robe is very dazzling, but the amber peach blossom eyes are exceptionally clean, the tails of the eyes are upturned, and a blood-colored tear mole is embellished underneath, adding a bit of charm.

glanced at the prime minister who was already out of breath on the other side, and the young man's eyes crossed the obscurity that was not easy to detect.

Several eunuchs have different thoughts, and now that the prime minister is dead, who else dares to put a board on the emperor.

"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister was poisoned and died, how should this matter be handled?"

The chief eunuch knelt at Dongfangli's feet and spoke respectfully.

Dongfang Li's eyes were emotionless: "The scenery is richly buried." ”

The voice is like jade, tinkling.

But for some reason, everyone's scalps tingled when they heard it.

"The minion takes orders." The chief eunuch trembled, and he was about to instruct the palace people to do something.

At this moment, the fingers of the person in the chair moved slightly, and then opened a pair of ink-like phoenix eyes, clear and cold, thin and cold.

The chief eunuch paused, and his mouth opened wide in horror.

Others are even worse.

Their prime minister is dead and alive again?

Jun's light eyes swept around, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, the scenery was good, but there were a lot of people.

His gaze wandered over everyone, and finally landed on the bright yellow figure, and the corners of his mouth hooked.

It's time to meet again, but it's so fast...

Everyone knows that the prime minister was born with Zhilan Yushu, such as cutting and learning, such as grinding, but he never laughs easily.

His smile was stingy, like the rarest treasure in the world.

However, when he laughs, someone dies.

There are rumors in the old world that when the prime minister smiles, the country and the city will be overwhelmed, and there will be a broken soul.

At this moment, his smile was directed at the most noble person in the eastern country, the godless king.

It's really terrifying, and my heart and liver tremble.

Dongfang Li lowered her head, her crow-blue eyelashes drooped, just now she was actually amazed by the old fox's smile, a little annoyed.

Jun got up lightly and walked towards the boy with long legs.

In an instant, everyone's hearts were raised high, and their pupils shrank sharply.

Should the prime minister kill the king?