Sun Xunling was sent back to the medical office by Pei Rang.

After some gentle pushing, Emperor Yongzhao's mood had stabilized a lot, Yan Zhao helped him lie down, and then covered him with the yellow Shu brocade.

For today's plan, if you want your father to get out of trouble, you have to plan it slowly, and it can't be done in a while.

Moreover, he entered the palace this time, it was precisely because of Yan Xian's message that his mother did not listen to the persuasion and insisted on choosing a wife for him.

Please ask for a will that he personally asked for for his little girl, he did not want to live in the Zhaowang Mansion, so he set up another mansion with the surname Jiang, the mansion is easy to find, the name is hard to find, if it is not gracious, the mansion is no different from the Zhaowang Mansion, and even becomes more unbearable in the short life of Shengjing.

After all, even Weiyu Villa is rumored to be his golden house in the capital, and Ji Ji has also become an unsightly concubine in the outer room in those gossip.

He asked her concubine to set up a Jiangmen and marry him in a dignified manner.

Now that she can't ask for a will, she hears that her father is ashamed of the Jiang family, so it seems that this is all owed to her by the Yan family, which mansion can make up for it?

Yan Zhao had a lot of thoughts, but he felt guilty in his heart, and he was frivolous about his youth.

If he had been more resolute in his words and threatened with his life according to what the teacher said, perhaps his father would have hesitated a little, and he would have sent fewer soldiers from the north to build fortifications, and perhaps it would not have caused such a tragedy.

His concubine will not fall into such a situation.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhao's dark eyes were dark, and he slowly pulled out an orange silk scroll from his sleeve.

Emperor Yongzhao watched with puzzled eyes as Yan Zhao unfolded the Void Text Holy Decree, and then his deep eyes stared at him, almost instantly, as if he was conditioned, he grabbed his seal from under the pillow and hugged it in his arms, kept shaking his head, and whispered in his mouth: "No... Nope..."

Yan Zhao immediately held high the Empty Text Holy Decree with both hands, knelt on both knees, and knelt on the ground reverently and solemnly: "The son begs his father." "

He touched the ground with his forehead, knocked on the ground, and repeated over and over again: "The son begs his father... The son begged his father... I beg my father..."

It was almost self-masochistic and self-redemption, and the warm blood slowly spread from the corners of his forehead, slowly wetting the edge of his robe, and Emperor Yongzhao was stunned in this thrilling sound.

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On the same night, the moon was hidden in the clouds.

In the palace of King Shao in the capital, the silk and bamboo are beautiful, singing and dancing, Jiang Lianyue sits in front of the desk with her hands crossed, she is wearing a plain white breast-length mattress skirt, and her slightly moist black hair is loosely held by the hairpin she took from the makeup, and her body trembles slightly, as if a gust of wind can blow it away.

Yan Xian's slender hand casually shook the green jade bottle full of fine wine, the half-closed peach blossom eyes with a blurry smoke, and the eyelashes embedded with thick eyelashes pressed down.

In a dim candle halo, I saw a trembling white peony, shaking the jade bottle of the hand slightly, and the wine in the cup unexpectedly spilled out, soaking the white jade-like hands.

He slowly put down the wine bottle, and the beautiful servant beside him smiled and bent down his slender waist, took out a fragrant handkerchief, and carefully wiped Yan Xianzhi's slender fingers soaked in wine.

The demeanor is sultry and charming, if Yan Xianzhi usually doesn't mind the beauty to invite pets to make some harmless little tricks, and even happy to cooperate.

But today, he was depressed for some reason, and he didn't have much intention to laugh, so he just raised his hand slightly, and the beauty beside him retreated in fear.

Jiang Lian was a little cold, she was about to finish bathing, and was attracted here by the maid, the maid screamed so loudly that she didn't even have time to pull her hair, so she hurriedly put on her dress and followed the maid to this side.

When she came, listening to the lingering sound of silk and bamboo, and smelling the rich and fragrant fragrance, she almost thought that she had been taken to some improper place.

The maidservant only led her to sit down in front of the dining table, and left her alone.

Jiang Lianyue estimated that she had been sitting here for more than an hour, she was a little cold, and she wanted to leave.

She was uneasy in a completely unfamiliar environment, not to mention that her blind cane had been taken away by the maidservant, and now she vaguely felt that she was in the guest seat, and in front of her there was a beautiful girl singing and dancing.

It's just that apart from the sound of dancing music and the chanting of Miki, there are hardly any other sounds, and there seem to be no visitors.

Jiang Lianyue's thin neck drooped slightly, thinking to herself, until she felt that the hem of her skirt was stacked with soft fabric, and she suddenly looked up.

Yan Xianzhi's slightly swaying figure can be stopped in the depths of the girl, he leaned over slightly, supported one hand on the dining table, and stared at the girl with his head in dilated eyes.

Her white pupils were stunned, and her rosy lips were slightly open-

"Hmm...... Childe..."

Something suddenly filled her mouth, Jiang Lianyu was choked with tears and coughed softly, her pale face floated with light powder, and it took her a while to react, what should be a finger in her mouth?

I was a little stunned, but why was I so choked, as if I had been stained with spirits.

She was really embarrassed, Yan Xianzhi couldn't help laughing, sobered up a little, peach blossom eyes overflowed with a little smile, his eyes were very similar to Yan Zhao, but they were more slender and affectionate.

He picked up the tea cup on the dining table and handed it to the crying girl in front of him: "Drink some tea slowly." "

Listening to the man's low voice, Jiang Lianyue habitually raised her head and held her hands, she was really choking, she just wanted to drink some water slowly, but her eyes couldn't see, even if she knew that she was sitting in front of the food table, she didn't dare to reach out and touch it, for fear of accidentally probing into the soup cup, embarrassing herself, and others laughing at her.

But her current situation is really not much better, and after a long time of not seeing the teacup fall into the palm of her hand, Jiang Lianyue couldn't help frowning the willow eyebrows, and said softly: "Childe? "

Yan Xianzhi hooked his lips and smiled lightly, reached out to hold the girl's snow-like wrist, and slowly handed the tea cup to her.

The wrist was grabbed suddenly, Jiang Lianyue couldn't help but struggle, wanting to retract her wrist from the man's hand, but even if Yan Xianzhi was drunk, the strength was extremely great, how could she get her wish.

I grew more and more frightened in my heart, and I was even more afraid of the person in front of me.

After entering Beijing, he was brought here by him, like the private residence of a merry man from a wealthy family, with no elders, only sweet and beautiful maidservants, dancing and playing endlessly.

After a day's stay, she wanted to leave, and asked her maidservant to tell her master if she could be allowed to leave, but no one paid any attention to her.

I stayed here for two days with a worried heart, I thought I wouldn't be able to leave today, but I didn't think that I would go into the night, and I was attracted here after I finished bathing.

Jiang Lianyue thought that she could leave, although it was late at night, she didn't care at all, after all, for her, day and night were the same.

But the maid who led her was gone, and she could only sit dry, and the son who rescued her finally appeared, but she was so drunk that she put her wine-stained fingers into her mouth.

Jiang Lianyue has lived for fifteen years and has encountered such a ridiculous thing!

But in someone else's house, he is blind, he just pinched his wrist at will, she couldn't move, frustrated, fear flooded her heart.

Jiang Lianyue didn't know what he wanted, holding the cup in both hands, swallowing the tea, the spicy in her throat was slightly relieved, she said softly: "The son is kind, but the people's daughter can't live with a shy face, I don't know if the son's son can allow the people's daughter to leave the house?" "