Yes, yes, fight, fight!

They are all the people he hates the most, and it's best to kill each other!

"Drag it down, drag it down! A bunch of useless things! ”

Emperor Qingming sat down on the throne of the coiled dragon, his face was red and violent, and he screamed loudly.

The great eunuch Tian Lin was busy calling the envoy of the Jiang Academy.

Qi Shufei and Wei Zhichun have finished what they should have said, and they didn't struggle anymore. The main Wei Zhichun really doesn't have the strength to toss anymore.

He was still a little reluctant to admit defeat, and in the process of being dragged out, he shouted: "This emperor can rob his courtiers' wives, he can do anything, it's terrible!" ”

"You people, you dare to bring your wife and wife to him, wait, maybe one day the thing on my head will fall on your head, hahaha......"

He laughed maniacally.

The laughter was still suppressed, making the people in the palace shiver, and several ministers heard Wei Zhichun's words, their bodies moved before their brains, and they subconsciously blocked in front of their own wives.

The wolf-proof posture made Emperor Qingming almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. He was so emotionally moved that even Jiang Yuan's hand shook twice, and cold sweat flowed from the corners of his forehead.

Without Wei Zhichun and Qi Shufei, the two-stirring sticks, Xianghui Building finally quieted down.

But the stagnant atmosphere inside has not changed at all.

The upright Imperial Doctor at the bottom was stuffy with a glass of wine, he wanted to admonish, but damn it, there were too many things to do in just one banquet, and he just didn't know where to start.

Mrs. Lu and the other old ministers also had complicated faces, and they felt that it was difficult to explain. You say, what's going on?

Jiang Baiyi and Song Xiuwen are in the same trance.

originally thought that today's big drama, they were the big horns in singing, but it turned out that their little scenes were all for the old drama bones, and it was not enough to watch at all.

Oh my God, they're still too young.

And the old eunuch Shen Wanchuan in the corner gloated, looking at Emperor Qingming's angry and attacking appearance, and felt very happy.

Thinking back to the scene just now, Shen Wanchuan really couldn't wait to pierce Wei Zhichun, and he also experienced the joy of the angry emperor. After a while, I thought, it doesn't matter, his plan is fast anyway.

As for the Twelve Princes, the Twelve Princes, who firmly believed that his imperial father was the Holy Emperor Ming King, lost their luster in both eyes.

How could it be, how could it be like this, the tall image of his father in his heart, it was completely shattered.

Shen Yunxi tilted his head and took a sip of fruit wine.

And Wei Shao, after Wei Zhichun was dragged out, the wine automatically woke up, pressed her hand in turn, and whispered to her: "Chaochao, it's a lot available, be careful of getting drunk." ”

Shen Yunxi turned his head slightly and smiled at him.

In the entire Xianghui Building, they are the most emotionally stable.

Everyone in the hall was in the eyes of the small palace people, and the small palace people also lost their minds for a long time because they ate too many melons, so it was difficult to accept their hearts, and they hurriedly ran away to Chengxi Palace.

In the Chengxi Palace, Qin Lanyue was pruning all kinds of fresh flower branches collected by the inner servants in the main hall, and elegantly inserted them into the celadon vase.

Listened to the words of the little palace people.

Qin Lanyue's expression cracked, the scissors were oblique, and she almost cut her fingers: "......"

Wei Zhichun! What kind of plague is he having?!

Chapter 100

◎Who am I? ◎

Today's plan against Shen Yunxi and Wei Shao failed, and it was not as stimulating as Wei Zhichun's plague to Qin Lanyue.

Old! It's not like that's how you want to get swine fever!

What do you mean?

I'm not feeling good, and I want to pull everyone else into the water and sink together, right??

This direction is far beyond Qin Lanyue's imagination.

She and Wei Zhichun belong to an alliance. He's so happy, she's been stabbed! How can anyone be so crazy??

Qin Lanyue's cheeks kept trembling, and she was stunned for a long time before she reluctantly spliced back the shattered and broken expression under the surprised gaze of the little palace people.

She was angry, annoyed and hateful in her heart at the moment, and her anger was actually no less than that of Emperor Qingming.

But there are many people in the palace in the palace, and Mrs. Sui's character of pampering and humiliation must be framed on her body, and she is not allowed to vent out.

Her face and neck were dyed red with boiling blood, and her thin willow brows twitched, but she still had to maintain her calm and calm bearing.

You can just say that you can't hold back the panic.

was shocked and angry, jumping up and down in his head, rolling around, and suffocating the thief.

Qin Lanyue didn't have the heart to fiddle with any flowers anymore.

She put down the scissors, took a deep breath, sent the little palace people who came to deliver the message, retreated from everyone, walked into the inner room with one foot deep and one foot shallow, the whole person was buried in the quilt, both hands were clutching the satin embroidered magnolia, the knuckles of the pinched bones were white, and the body was silently trembling slightly.

Green Core: "......"

This familiar scene, I don't know what day it is.

It's said that Princess Xun is very evil, and you still don't believe in that evil.

The green core sighed and went to the door.

Qin Lanyue is uncomfortable, and Emperor Qingming in Xianghui Building is even more uncomfortable.

None of the ministers spoke, but the look on their faces was enough to make him have a heart attack.

Wei Zhichun and Qi Shufei, two madmen who are not afraid of death, made such a fuss, and they completely stripped off this layer of human skin on his outside.

In normal times, he would still be able to use his power to cover up, or kill or coerce.

But this is the Queen Mother's birthday banquet, and the powerful officials and clans with heads and faces in the capital are here, dozens of pairs of eyes are staring at him, they can't be killed, and they can't stop their mouths at all!

As soon as this feast was over, he could almost imagine that there would be "legends" about him all over the city.

Thinking of that grand occasion, Emperor Qingming fell on the throne, his face was pale, his hands were clasped around the armrests, his eyes were closed, and the dim light of the two small slits saw the living man who was struggling to record the emperor's words and deeds, and his temples on both sides bulged and protruded.

Living!

It really doesn't have to be so dedicated!

Something that doesn't look at it, what's there to remember about it!

Emperor Qingming's panting voice became heavy again, and Jiang Yuan's envoy was busy personally rubbing his forehead with medicine.

Emperor Qingming was speechless and didn't want to speak.

The people below are confused and don't know what to say.

Empress Dowager Yin finally opened her eyes and presided over the overall situation.

"Well, if it's like this, this feast can't be eaten. Messing around, there was no one alive from beginning to end, and today I asked you to see a joke. ”

Empress Dowager Yin stretched out her hand to Empress Yin, and she helped her up, with a deep majesty on her kind face, "There's nothing more to say, let's disperse." ”

He also instructed the great eunuch Tian Lin: "Call the emperor and send the emperor back to the palace to rest." ”

Tian Lin was busy. Emperor Qingming was embarrassed and didn't know how to deal with himself at the moment, and when he heard Empress Dowager Yin's words, he went down the steps and went back to Zichen Palace.

Empress Yin and Concubine Xian and Concubine De also followed.

Shen Yunxi, Wei Shao and the other ministers bowed down to see them off.

In the Zichen Palace, there were a few wisps of warm green smoke scattered in the incense burner.

Jiang Yuan had already retreated after the pulse was prescribed.

When the old eunuch Shen Wanchuan brought in the boiled medicine, Emperor Qingming was sitting and leaning on a bright yellow pillow, closing the door to recuperate.

Empress Yin stood straight on the side of the dragon bed, her eyes drooping, not knowing what she was thinking, while Concubine De Xian was a little farther away, looking very cautious.

The inner hall was silent, and the great eunuch Tian Lin asked Shen Wanchuan to try the medicine before presenting the medicine bowl.

Emperor Qingming drank it all, and Empress Yin brought him the prepared soup.

Emperor Qingming glanced at Empress Yin, and then stared at the jade bowl held by Empress Yin's hand, and Concubine Qi's words flashed back to his mind, but the hand that had just stretched out to take the bowl immediately retracted.

There was still a stiffness in his voice that could not be relaxed, and he said: "Put it down, there are palace people here to clean it up, you don't have to guard it here, go back." ”

Queen Yin has always been tired of seeing him, if it was usual, when she heard this, she would definitely respond, and she would not look back.

But today is different.

This old thing obviously took Concubine Qi Shu's words to heart, for fear that she would poison him to death, and he was very afraid at this time.

If she wants her to serve Emperor Qingming, she is not happy for a hundred times, but if she can respond to him, she can go around Emperor Qingming here for a day and a night without resting.

Empress Yin pulled out a smirk: "How can it be done, Your Majesty is unwell, how can the concubines be at ease." ”

Queen Yin said that she wouldn't leave, and not only did she not leave, but she also took over the work of some small palace people and was deliberately busy.

Every time something she touched was handed over, Emperor Qingming's heart jumped violently.

It's not heartwarming, it's alarming.

After Wei Zhichun and Concubine Qi Shu, Emperor Qingming now thinks that everyone is a madman reserve.

Who knows if Yin Ruohua will do the same, be their madness, and kill him regardless of drugging?

Emperor Qingming was worried, Empress Yin stayed in Zichen Hall for less than an hour, and Emperor Qingming was angry, and his heart was throbbing. I called the Imperial Doctor again.

On the side of Xianghui Building, the ministers and their wives also dispersed, gathering together in twos and threes, without speaking, but their faces were flying around with eyebrows and eyes.

Without Concubine Qi Shu, the big stone pressed on her head, Jiang Baiyi took the concubines of King Jing's Mansion and happily left the palace and returned to the house.

Song Xiuwen shrank in the crowd, and after a long time, he disappeared.

Wei Shao's gaze swept over, and when he turned back, he saw that Shen Yunxi was still sitting on the chair, his cheeks crimson, and he smiled at him vigorously.

She laughed, and she didn't make a sound, but her eyebrows were crooked, and she smiled very quietly.

Wei Shao carried the wine jug on the table in front of her, which was unsurprisingly empty.

He bent down, leaned closer, and smiled, "Drunk." ”