"Oh? Is there such a character here? I'd love to see it. The pony looked like he was waiting for the show to begin.

Except for the two, no one in the audience dared to speak out.

In this huge Jinzhou Palace, thousands of mouths are more or less inextricably linked.

Now no one knows that Song Zhi is the person on the tip of Zhao Yichen's heart.

Even if Zhao Yichen was willing to take Song Zhi out, there was no precedent for a favorite concubine to sing and dance for a horse since ancient times.

"Brother Emperor, why are you doing this?" Chao Gui looked at Zhao Yichen's face, fearing that he would break up unhappily, so he hurriedly persuaded Prince Su to say.

"Chao Gui has really grown up, and he dares to persuade the eldest brother." Prince Su Zhao Yitai is four or five years older than Zhao Yichen, and he was raised under the queen's knees, and his status is noble.

When it was difficult to ride a tiger, Song Zhi had already taken off the pearl hairpin, picked up the ivory phoenix-necked pipa that Zhao Yichen had rewarded before, and walked to the middle.

She held the pipa, not as a palace concubine, but as a noblewoman in the desert.

"Your Majesty, it is inconvenient for the concubines to dress today, and please allow the concubines to use the pipa to cheer up." The words were sincere, but Song Zhi was willing to sacrifice his own righteousness.

This incident directly cut off Zhao Yichen's retreat.

The matter has come to this point, Zhao Yichen has not allowed it, this emperor is too aggrieved.

He could only endure it.

With a big hand, he motioned for Song Zhi to start.

The pipa has not been played for a long time, and the strings are a little loose, so Song Zhi tuned the strings and plucked them slightly.

Suddenly, the sound of the pipa started, and the hearty feeling was fully revealed. Later, he tactfully covered up and wept.

One will bring people into the battlefield to kill the enemy bravely, and another will bring them into the gentle hometown of children's love.

The surrounding officials all showed the image of intoxication, and Zhao Yichen sat firmly on the golden platform, his face showing fierceness.

He never knew that she could play the lute, and vaguely remembered that he had stumbled upon it from the storehouse, and at that time he just thought that it should be given to her, and never thought that she could play the pipa so well.

She is less and less like her, she talks in terms of temperament and conducts herself in the world, and she is not like her in everything.

What the hell is going to be! What it takes to become like her!

The spark in Zhao Yichen's heart spread out to the surroundings, and he took a sip of strong wine.

His face stared at the colt beside him like a rakshasa.

As the sound of the pipa became more and more breathtaking, everyone enjoyed the pleasure brought by this pipa.

Several clusters of brilliant fireworks suddenly appeared in the sky around Yuhua Pavilion.

All the officials thought that this was a pastime after tea and dinner, enjoying the fireworks and listening to the pipa, which was more comfortable and pleasant.

At this time, Xu Xingzhi and the Imperial Forest Army poured in from all directions of Yuhua Pavilion.

They were all dressed in armor and armed with weapons.

"Y-What are you doing? Wear armor and enter the temple, you can be beheaded! Zhao Yitai was so frightened that the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground, and everyone didn't know why.

Only Zhao Yichen slowly walked down from the golden platform.

In his eyes, there was disdain and ridicule for Zhao Yitai.

"Take it."

After receiving the order, the Imperial Forest Army led by him gradually approached Chao Gui's side.

"Zhao Yichen! What are you doing here? Zhao Yitai panicked and retreated, his back leaned against the pillar, trembling.

There was no momentum, no royal majesty at all.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the gaffe Zhao Yitai, and no one noticed that a silver dagger was against Chao Gui's neck.

"Emperor, Imperial Brother." Growing up in a honey pot, Chao Gui has a bigger temper, she has never punished any palace maid, and she doesn't dare to touch the blood, but now she is being held to her throat with a knife, she is really a little afraid.

Zhao Yichen followed the voice and saw that Chao Gui was being held hostage, and motioned for the Imperial Forest Army to stop.

"Someone! Take my royal brother to safety first. ”

When Xu Xingzhi heard this, he stepped forward and personally helped Prince Su who was sitting on the ground.

Prince Su left the danger zone, and the whole person fell asleep.

Zhao Yichen paced forward and asked the man, "What do you mean by this?" ”

I don't think the horse has hurt anyone, the hand holding the dagger is constantly trembling, and cold sweat is dripping between my forehead.

"I'd like to ask what you mean!" The pony couldn't help but get a little closer to Chao Gui's neck with the dagger, and some blood stains appeared.

The horse looked at everyone, pulled Chao Gui back a few steps, raised his dagger and pointed at Zhao Yichen.

"As soon as you beat me up and entered Jinzhou City, you cut off all my believers, and you can't spread any information, what's the difference between this and house arrest?"

"If you keep to yourself and don't try to pass on the information of Jinzhou, I can treat you as a colt." Zhao Yichen put his hands behind his back and took a few steps closer to the dagger, "And you have appeared around my Heavenly Temple many times sneakily, and then talked with the little servant until late at night, it is difficult for me not to be suspicious of you. ”

"You, it's you, it's all you, a cheap woman, revealing my every move." The colt slapped Chao Gui in the face fiercely, startling the hundred officials present.

A red mark appeared on Chao Gui's delicate face, looking at her appearance, it should not be the first time she has been beaten.

Zhao Yichen saw that his sister was humiliated, his fists were clenched together, and he could vaguely see the green tendons on the back of his hands.

"That's how you treat my sister, where is Qiu Jue?"

"The minister is here." Qiu Jue wore silver armor and walked out of the dark corner behind the golden platform.

"Send a message to your father, so that he doesn't have to wait any longer and take Mobei immediately." Zhao Yichen stood tall in the hall, a little more imperial than when he first ascended the throne.

Everything that happened around him was too sudden, and Song Zhi held the pipa and trembled nervously on the side.

When she saw that Chao Gui was being held hostage, she was a little worried.

But when she saw Zhao Yichen facing the dagger unarmed like that, she was also a little scared.

I am afraid that the man in front of me, who is strong and covers the sky with one hand, will fall because of this.

She didn't know what she was doing, and it stands to reason that she should have wanted him to die the most.

In this way, he will let himself go.