He won out of Youlanxuan and did not go to the Yuesang Palace, but went to the martial arts arena.

He rode wildly, drew his bow and shot arrows.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

The arrow hit the bull's-eye.

"The emperor is mighty!"

"Long live the emperor!"

The surrounding forbidden troops raised their arms and cheered.

He Ying listened to it for a long time, and then he was distracted.

Strictly speaking, he is not an emperor who likes to listen to sycophants.

"Where's Eino?"

He won his horse and glanced at the neat rows of forbidden troops.

Rong Ye immediately came out: "The minister is here." ”

He was born dark-skinned, rugged-looking, tall and strong, two meters tall by modern units of measurement.

Like a giant.

He Ying glanced at him and took a weapon from the side, a long sword decorated with auspicious dragon patterns, which was his exclusive and commonly used weapon.

Since recovering the thirteen cities of Minzhou two years ago, he has rarely used force.

"I've done two tricks."

"Yes."

Eino took his spear and jumped onto the platform.

He Ying then jumped up and made a move with luck.

He is good at melee attacks, flashing behind Eino again and again, as agile as a cheetah, sticking to his spear.

Rong Ye has infinite strength, is good at long-term battles, and once bled in the battle of Mayang Pass for three days and is still full of physical strength.

"Bang!"

"Thorn-"

The sword and spear clanged and turned into a long series of sparks.

The two fought against each other for half an hour, and it was difficult to tell the winner.

"That's it."

He Ying threw the sword back into place and jumped off the high platform.

He was tired, panting slightly, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Pei Duyang hurriedly stepped forward and handed over a moist handkerchief: "Your Majesty, quickly wipe it-"

When He Ying wiped his face, he took the handkerchief and handed over the tea.

The tea is fragrant, shallow, rippling with ripples.

He Ying glanced at it and waved his hand: "Don't drink tea anymore." I drank it for three days in a row, and I got tired of it. Change bars. Liquor. ”

"Yes."

Pei Duyang was as careful as a hair, and he also prepared wine, immediately picked up a jar of spirits, poured two bowls, and served them.

He Ying gave Rongye a bowl.

The two clinked glasses and drank them all.

Spirits burn the throat.

also burned out a lot of pride.

"It's been two years. In this world, it's time to see some blood. ”

He Ying is a warmonger.

After two years of recuperation, it's time to do something.

This palace is too stuffy.

Rong Ye understood the emperor's ambition, and immediately knelt down to show his loyalty: "I am willing to open up territory for the emperor and achieve great things through the ages." ”

When the other soldiers saw him kneeling, they knelt down one after another, and shouted: "I am willing to open up territory for the emperor and achieve great things through the ages." ”

A soldier who is afraid of war is not a good soldier.

A good man sheds blood on the battlefield and makes meritorious contributions.

He Ying returned satisfied.

He got into the chariot and ordered to return to the Qingning Palace.

Pei Duyang was puzzled, smiled flatteringly, and asked, "Your Majesty, the princess is here, don't you go to the Yuesang Palace?" ”

He Ying frowned: "She has returned home, where is she still the princess?" ”

The princess belongs to someone else.

Sang Yan is only free and the emperor can make a move.

Pei Duyang reacted, immediately slapped himself in the mouth, and said with a smile: "The emperor is wise." It was the minions who said it wrong. That's Miss Sang who has returned home. ”

He Ying was in a good mood when he heard it, and scolded with a smile: "Stupid! ”

Pei Duyang was scolded, but as if he had won a reward, he smiled: "It's a slave who is stupid." The slave doesn't know why the emperor doesn't go to the Yuesang Palace? Miss Sang is probably waiting for the emperor. ”

In order to cater to the emperor's heart, he said with a clear conscience that Sang Yan was pleased with the emperor.

Yu Huaide, the chief eunuch, was too upright, and he repeatedly advised the emperor not to play the idea of mulberry cigarettes, so he ended up like that, he couldn't do that kind of stupid thing.

Although He Ying knew that Sang Yan was a timid rabbit and didn't like himself, it didn't prevent him from being happy.

"What's the hurry? Someone is in a hurry than us. ”

“…… Be. ”

Pei Duyang is a smart person, and as soon as his mind turned, he figured out the mystery - the emperor pretended to favor Concubine Lan, forcing Sang Qiaoshui to invite Sang Yan into the palace to help win favor, and now, Sang Yan has entered the palace, she must be eager to push people in front of the emperor.

The group returned to the Qingning Palace.

Sure enough, the palace maid Xiangxiu of the Yuesang Hall stood in the Qingning Palace.

"Your Majesty, my mother is seriously ill, and I miss the emperor very much, so I beg the emperor to go up and see my mother."

Xiangxiu rushed in a few steps, knelt in front of the chariot, and cried so much that the pear blossoms brought rain.

He Ying sat on the chariot, high up, looking down, with a look of compassion: "Poor one." Then go and meet it. ”

Pei Duyang: "......"

The emperor is really too "bad".

Tsuki-sang Temple

Sang Yan comforted Sang Xiaoshui for a few words, and was about to return to the side hall.

Sang was lying on the bed, grabbing her sleeve, and said in a hoarse voice, "Hasn't my sister forgiven me yet?" ”

Sang Yan saw that she was indeed pitiful, and the girl was sad and affectionate, so she shook her head: "I am your sister." As long as you really think of me as a sister, I will naturally really treat you as a sister. It is extremely ridiculous that two sisters turn against each other because of a man. ”

As she spoke, she ripped off her hand and explained, "I brought you a present." Go over and take it. ”

Coincidentally, just as he was about to leave the palace, he saw the emperor's chariot from a distance.

Alas.

I'm going to kneel again.

"The emperor has arrived—"

Pei Duyang's voice was sharp and thin, deliberately dragging it out.

Sang Yan couldn't pretend not to see, so he could only step forward and kneel down and salute: "See the emperor." ”

He Ying looked down at the delicate woman kneeling in front of her, still dressed in plain white filial piety clothes, lined with black hair and shiny.

She didn't look up, her black hair fell loosely, fluttering lightly in the wind.

No face can be seen.

Out of sorts.

He raised his hand: "Flatten." ”

After Sang Yan thanked him, he stood up, and he wanted to slip away, but he saw the emperor get out of the chariot and go straight to her.

She had inexplicable palpitations and hurriedly stepped aside to make way for him.

"I heard that Concubine Sang is sick. Since you're here, let's go with me to see Concubine Sang. ”

He passed her.

The breath is moist and cold.

Hair is still half-wet.

I came after taking a bath.

Sang Yan didn't think much about it, but regretted that he couldn't slip away, so he answered "yes" and followed behind him.

Deliberately a few steps behind.

He seemed to feel something, and looked back at her, and his steps did not move, as if waiting for her.

Sang Yan looked at him, he was particularly stressed, he whimpered in his heart, and sped up with a wry smile on his face.

"Three steps."

He measured the distance between the two and reminded him.

When Sang Yan heard what he said, he immediately thought that he was not close to a woman, so he came up with an idea to reduce his favorability: "The courtier is stupid and reckless, if you are not careful-"

As he spoke, he deliberately reached out and touched his sleeve.

He Ying didn't hide, stared at her eyes from above, and smiled slowly: "The last woman who caused me to get sick, I gave me a stick punishment, beat her for two hours, and beat people into mud, but she was still panting, do you want to experience it?" ”

Sang Yan: "......"

Don't want to.

This emperor is scaring her, right?

She was so frightened that she decisively withdrew her hand and even turned her back on her.

At the same time, I also understood: she thought too highly of herself. He Yingtang is the emperor of a country, what beauty has he not seen? Especially when he is close to women, he can't do what he wants to do. Then, the meaning of beauty is not much, and she is at most a fresh pleasure for him.

It's refreshing to think about it.

She was a little bolder: "The emperor is the true dragon son, you come to visit Concubine Sang, with your dragon qi to protect you, the disease will quickly retreat." ”

Look, she's going to be a bit of a sycophant.

It's no different from others.

But she forgot that the emperor was a psychopath.

"Miss Sang is very good at talking, so let's talk more."

He looked at her with a playful smile.

Wait, what the hell is Miss Sang?

Shouldn't she be a princess?

Alas.

The emperor was really a psychopath.

Sang Yan looked at him dangerously, lowered his head, and felt that it was safer to shut up.

Seeing this, He Ying couldn't help but laugh, and said in his heart: Timid rabbit.

Then he turned and went on into the temple.

In the temple

The palace maids and eunuchs knelt on both sides and shouted in unison: "See the emperor-"

He turned a blind eye, walked forward, sat down on the main seat, and asked with a cold face, "Why is Concubine Sang sick?" How do you take care of it? ”

There is something about this question.

When the palace maids and eunuchs heard this, they all looked frightened, trembling and kowtowing: "The emperor forgives the sin." ”

The atmosphere in the hall also became heavy and oppressive.

"Don't blame them. It's the concubine who is weak. ”

With the help of Xiangxiu, Sang Qiaoshui got out of bed weakly, and his voice was hoarse and weak.

The beauty is curvy, weak and pitiful.

When He Ying saw it, he was not moved, and waved his hand coldly: "You are weak, you don't need to come over, just lie down." ”

"Your Majesty."

Sang said thank you, but did not lie back, but continued to walk forward: "The concubine has been lying for a long time, and she is tired. It's rare for the emperor to come, and the concubines want to sit and talk to you. ”

She wanted to see him.

It's too difficult to see him for many days.

She missed her bones, and tears fell again.

He Ying saw her crying, but he didn't have the consciousness of pity for Xiangxiang and Jade, he only felt annoyed: "You are sick, just rest well." I don't need you to talk to me. ”

He had never liked to talk to women.

Except for one person.

He looked at Sang Yan, the plain white filial piety clothes had amazed him, but now it made him feel dazzling: "I heard that you have returned home, then you don't need to wear filial piety-"

Speaking of this, he looked at Twilight and gave an order: "Go and ask someone from the Shangyi Bureau to make clothes for Miss Sang." ”