Today is the birthday of Zhao Yuanling, the princess of Zhao Kingdom.

Xihe Palace is lit up everywhere, and everywhere it reaches is a festive red.

A dazzling array of congratulatory gifts were piled up in a corner of the palace, and the palace maid who read the congratulatory gift list had become a little numb because she had been reading it for most of the day.

After a long time, the palace maid Xiangtao finally finished reading the lengthy list. Zhao Yuanling touched his hand, and Xiang Tao presented a beautifully packaged box to Zhao Yuanling.

The box opened, and inside was a wooden doll that looked like Zhao Yuanling, and was finely carved.

Xiangtao congratulated with a chuckle: "Princess Hexi, I heard that it took the prince of Fengyu two months to carefully carve it, and I originally let the subordinates hide it, but I didn't expect the princess to guess it by herself." ”

Zhao Yuanling pursed his lips and smiled, curled and gently fanned, as if a fine porcelain came alive and brilliant.

"I don't look at the sawdust that the Xuanwu Hall transports every day, it's hard to think about it."

An Fengyu is the son of the former emperor, and the current position of King Zhao is passed down by the previous king, and he treats An Fengyu like a parent. Zhao Yuanling and him are childhood sweethearts, and the two are in love.

After the sixteenth birthday, the two will soon get married.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhao Yuanling's mouth couldn't help but rise, and he walked briskly towards the Xuanwu Palace.

As soon as the footsteps fell, the attendants in the hall stumbled out, and before Xiang Tao could open his mouth to reprimand, he suddenly knelt down in front of Zhao Yuanling, pointing to the Xuanwu Hall behind him, and his bloodless face was full of horror.

"Kill ...... Kill the king! ”

"What nonsense are you talking about!?" Zhao Yuanling changed color and hurriedly asked, but the attendant was so frightened that he couldn't say a complete sentence.

She grabbed the hem of her skirt and slammed into the hall.

"Father! Call the Imperial Doctor! ”

I saw King Zhao's eyes round and fall in a pool of blood, and the bright red of the place made Zhao Yuanling's blood fade.

Standing beside him was An Fengyu, the corners of his mouth hooked a gentle smile as usual, and he was only stunned for a moment when he saw Zhao Yuanling.

"You don't need to call the Imperial Doctor."

"An Yu... Brother? Zhao Yuanling looked at him blankly.

An Fengyu's crescent robe was splashed with scarlet blood, and he slowly walked towards Zhao Yuanling, still with a smile like a spring breeze on his face, but it made people shudder.

"There's no need to call the Imperial Doctor."

The fluttering words made Zhao Yuanling breathless in an instant, she looked at An Fengyu standing in front of her, her voice trembled a little, "What do you mean by this?" My father treats you like a son-in-law, and when he abdicates you will be the new emperor, why are you ......?"

Her voice gradually choked, and everyone in the world knew that Zhao was the only country whose throne was not hereditary. Her father, the king, loved the common people, and was like a brother to the emperor, who died early due to illness, so he entrusted the state of Zhao to him.

Zhao Yuanling is one year younger than An Fengyu, the two have played together since childhood, and she sees her father's unreserved cultivation of him, and even announced that he is the next new emperor in front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

She asked like crazy, "Why are you talking?" ”

An Fengyu is a typical noble son's appearance, wearing a monotonous crescent robe without too much decoration, just standing at random, he is refreshed and fairy.

He always has a smile on anyone's face, and he has never even seen him lose his temper with anyone. Humble and courteous, and unmatched in academics, he was recognized by the whole country as the prince and the future prince in Zhao.

She couldn't believe that he had killed his father.

Suddenly, a group of dense guards poured into the hall, and before Zhao Yuanling could call for help, An Fengyu bowed to a father-in-law beside him.

The father-in-law understood, and shouted loudly in his voice: "King Zhao died of illness, and the whole country mourns." ”

Some of the guards withdrew.

"Died of illness?" Zhao Yuanling's eyes widened, and his eyes were red, "Give the palace an order, An Fengyu kills the king, and gives me a deposit prison!" ”

However, no one paid attention to what she said, and the guards directly covered a piece of yellow cloth on King Zhao and carried him out.

"You are presumptuous! Don't even touch my father! ”

An Fengyu stopped Zhao Yuanling, closed his eyes, and said with a hint of apology in his voice, "I'm sorry Ling'er, I will atone for my sins, but not now, Zhao Guo can't be left without an owner for a day." ”

"Oh, a good one can't be left without an owner for a day." The slender palm rose and fell in mid-air, and the person in front of him did not resist anything, and forcibly accepted her palm.

Looking at the familiar face in front of him, a look of madness slowly crept up on his pale face, "So you killed my father so that you could ascend to the throne?" Tell me, did the courtiers of the former emperor's supporters instruct you? ”

He stood there for a long time before he said, "For the sake of the people of the world." ”

Zhao Yuanling stared at him with both eyes, and his mind was full of only absurdity and funny. She jerked up the hairpin on top of her head and stabbed him in the chest.

Poof, the sound of submerging the flesh.

The blue-clothed eunuch behind him screamed loudly: "Bold, dare to assassinate the new emperor, come and take it!" ”

The guard standing beside her unsheathed his sword and walked towards her.

The palace maid Xiangtao grabbed Zhao Yuanling's hand and shouted, "Princess, run!" ”

Zhao Yuanling struggled to break free of her hand, "What are you running?" I am the princess of Zhao Kingdom, and I want the entire Zhao Kingdom to know that it was he An Fengyu who killed my father and usurped the throne! ”

"But if you get caught by them, you won't have a chance to tell the truth!"

Zhao Yuanling came back to his senses in shock, and didn't bother to turn around and run out of the Xuanwu Hall with Xiangtao.

The cool breeze continued to pour into her nose, and the hairpin and hairpin on her head fell from time to time, and she didn't care about it, just ran forward to get rid of the pursuers behind her.

"Stop them!"

The attendants in the imperial city seemed to have been replaced by the old party, and they all rushed towards the two of them.

On the city wall, Zhao Yuanling looked at the tightly closed gate of the imperial city and stopped in despair.

The dense footsteps behind him stopped, followed by the light laughter of Zhou Li, the waiter of the Criminal Department.

"The princess still obediently cooperates with us, as long as you don't see anything today, like us, you can still live a life of fine clothes and food in the future."

Zhao Yuanling's legs were weak, and he forced his body not to tremble, "What if I don't follow?" Zhou Li smiled lightly, "Then it's no wonder that we forcibly sealed the princess's mouth." ”

Immediately afterwards, an attendant stepped forward with a lacquer plate, Zhao Yuanling's body trembled, and his eyes stared at the black pill on the lacquer plate.

He handed the elixir to her, "Don't be afraid, princess, the new emperor will not take your life when he remembers the old love, this elixir just makes you swallow the words that you shouldn't say into your mouth." ”

Zhao Yuanling was cold, the servant of the criminal department in front of him was reused many times by his father before his death at a young age, but he didn't expect to be a member of the old party. He stepped forward slowly, Zhao Yuanling's lips trembled with fear, but her temperament in life was as gentle as water, and looking at such an unreasonable behavior, she only spit out a few thin words, "You are presumptuous!" ”