Chapter 294

Qingfeng chose to believe her, so Qingfeng was even more puzzled, and asked in a low voice, "since you don't expect this child to get out of the predicament at this moment, why do you take the risk to keep him?" She is so dynamic that everyone knows that she is pregnant, so that she can use this child as a life preserver. Since Zhen Zhen is pregnant, why didn't she say that? If someone wants to kill her now, it's easy.

"I think To give birth to a child for him, not to fight for power and profit, is just the child of him and me, to continue our blood. " Said, Zhen Zhen Zhen lightly stroked the high raised abdomen, and the warm smile on the corner of his mouth was dazzling to Qingfeng. Bone blood continuation? Qingfeng sneered and said: "the magic of witchcraft is nonsense. He didn't even check it, so he sent you to a cold house, and then he ignored you. This kind of person is worth having children for him?" That day on the main hall, she only felt cold!

Compared with the words of Qingfeng, Zhen Zhen just smiled, "Qingfeng, you don't understand the harem, don't understand him, don't understand love." Originally she had hated him and her, but she spent so many days in the cold palace, thinking a lot, and slowly she seemed to understand.

What does she mean by that? Green maple did not want to understand for a while, in front of the person suddenly a short body, kneeling in front of her.

"Qingfeng, please don't tell anyone about today. Zhen Zhen, please! "

Qingfeng's heart slightly Zheng backed up a step, the proud woman even knelt heavily on the ground to beg her?

"Master!" Dance son has already cried sobs, for own master son heartache, grievance, unwilling, but also helpless.

Quietly looking at the humble but noble looking woman on the ground, Qingfeng raised his hand and slowly stroked his belly. At last, she didn't say yes or no, and turned out of the cold palace by default.

When she left the cold palace, Qingfeng was speechless all the way. The moon seemed to be covered by clouds. The dark Palace Road was completely covered by the green shade. Poria carefully supported her and did not dare to make a sound. Tonight, for her who had been in the palace for ten years, she was so shocked that the master who had been in the palace for more than half a year did not even return to his mind.

"Tuckahoe." The faint voice suddenly sounded, Poria gently returned, and there was no movement for a long time. It was so dark around that I couldn't see anything clearly. The face of Qingfeng Poria naturally could not be known.

"We've been played all the time." The increasingly low voice doesn't sound like much deterrent, but tuckahoe's heart is sinking. It's only because of the pain of holding the hand. Tuckahoe can only be silent and doesn't know how to answer.

Xin, Yue, Ning! You are the mother of a country, and your son is also the prince. What else do you want? Do you really like fighting? Qingfeng secretly clenches her teeth. Zhen Zhen is a child. She is determined. Even if she can't fight Xin Yuening at last, she will also leave her a big trouble!

Qingfeng knows that the road ahead of her is just like the dim Palace Road. She doesn't know how the road ahead is and what is waiting for her. Like Zhen Zhen Zhen, she has no choice but to go on.

Xiao Yu is carrying the freshly brewed red wormwood tea, followed by two palace maids and several exquisite refreshments. In early autumn, afraid of the cool tea in his hands, the three hurried to the imperial study.

"It's so late, and I'll send tea in?"

Xiao Yu was slightly shocked. When he looked back, he saw Qingfeng walk in slowly from the gate of the palace, with a light smile on his face. Xiao Yu didn't feel a smile. The condensation was colder than the night wind in early autumn.

What happened to her? Qingfeng never took the initiative to find the emperor in Zhengyang palace, let alone come here in person in the middle of the night. Xiao Yu could not guess the origin of Qingfeng. He kept his eyes and bowed slightly to salute: "Jin'an, the concubine of Qing Dynasty."

"Get well." Qingfeng's eyes have looked for the tray in the hands of several people. In addition to a pot of good tea, there are many to eat. Xiao Yu explained in a low voice: "the celebration is coming and there are many affairs. The emperor has to spend three o'clock to rest these days, so he needs to prepare some tea cakes."

Qingfeng looks up, the lights are bright in the study, and the door is open. Yan Hongtian sits at the back of the desk. A stack of bright yellow folds accounts for half of the desk. He holds a brush in his hand, and writes something on the folds from time to time. From the beginning to the end, his eyebrows are wrinkled. Although he sits in a high position, his posture is still promoted, but his whole body is exhausted. Xiao is so awesome.

Looking at the man not far away, Qingfeng suddenly seemed to wake up. Tonight, a lot of things happened. Zhen Zhen made her wonder and shocked her. Before she thought about how to do it, she seemed to go here with her own ideas. In fact, it was useless for her to come here. Zhen Zhen Zhen often said it was not credible, but she was right. She didn't understand Yan Hongtian. She didn't understand Yan Hongtian at all Don't you understand?

Qingfeng's face was bright and dark. Xiao Yu watched it. He didn't think of a sound, but the tea in his hand would be cold if he didn't send it in again. He hesitated for a while. Xiao Yu asked in a low voice, "I need your servant to report..."

"No, don't disturb the emperor in dealing with state affairs." Qingfeng takes back his sight and waves his hand slightly. Left a word, as suddenly as she came, she turned to leave, Xiao Yu has not reflected, green maple has been out of the Zhengyang palace.

With hot tea in hand, Xiao Yu gently put it on the short table beside the desk. His eyes swept over the desk. There were dozens of origami on it. It seems that the emperor can't rest tonight. Put the tea at Yan Hongtian's fingertips, Xiao Yu stepped back two steps, but didn't leave. When Yan Hongtian stopped to drink tea in his spare time, Xiao Yu said softly, "emperor, the empress Qingfei just came here. You are dealing with the state affairs, so you left."

Yan Hongtian was holding the tea cup in his hand, but his eyes were still staring at the fold. His eyelids were not raised for a while, and he replied, "step back. You don't have to wait here."

"Yes."

When he came out of the study, Xiao Yu sent the palace maids around him to retreat, and walked slowly back to the feldspar steps connecting the Royal study and the dormitory. Fortunately, Xiao Yu sat down, holding his chin in his hand, staring at the moon, which was covered by the clouds.

Xiao Yu is a close female official beside the emperor. Even if she sits on the stone steps in the evening, no one dares to say that she is a night watchman. When passing by her, she only dares to take a look at her quietly and then hurried away.

"So late, Deacon Xiao still has leisure to enjoy the moon?"

In Zhengyang palace, I will talk to her in this joking tone. I don't need to look up and know who Xiaoyu is. The celebration is coming. Mingjian often appears in the palace. People who didn't show up in the past ten and a half days can see him shaking in front of their eyes every day. Xiao Yu glanced at him sideways, and then continued to look up at the sky, not wanting to take care of him.

He thought he would leave when he was bored. Unexpectedly, Mingjian sat down beside her. "What do you think is so fascinating?"

"Think about things that seem to be very clear, but are really stupid." Cool voice with a little disdain and a little resentment, clearly recommended a Leng, laughing: "what annoyed the always sleepy and magnanimous deacon Xiao?"

Xiao Yu ignored him. Her beautiful eyebrows were slightly twisted. Seeing her look like she had something on her mind, Mingjian asked positively, "is it really so distressed?"

Xiao Yu shook his head. "I'm just thinking about who is the next concubine."

Green maple? He knew that Qingfeng had been here tonight and left later. What did she say to Xiao Yu to make Xiao Yu, who was always reluctant to take care of the concubines of the harem, grieve for her? Mingjian laughs and says: "the charm of Qingfei is not small, even you care about her."

First lady, then Princess Hui. Next Princess Qing. Xiao Yu sighed in a low voice, "are all beauties doomed?" So what's her destiny? There are only two ways for her when she is old. If the emperor likes her and leaves her beside him, he will seal the title of a noble and beautiful woman. She will die in the palace all her life. Fortunately, the emperor points out a family affair for her. Her age and identity, just her wife, is impossible. Sideroom. In fact, the biggest difference between the two roads is the size of her cage. She hated the feeling.

Xiao Yuming's eyes were full of sadness. He saw that the lake of recommendation was rippling. He raised his hand to her shoulder, but he did not dare to fall down. Behind him, he suddenly heard a notice: "commander, the general asked to see the emperor in the middle of the night."

Mingjian hurriedly takes back his hand. It's past three watchings. When the general enters the palace late at night, he must have something important. Mingjian dare not neglect it. He immediately gets up and says, "take the general to the side hall of the Royal study and wait."

"Yes." The guard led a trot away. Mingjian thinks that Xiaoyu is still behind him. He wants to go back and say something to her. However, he finds that Xiaoyu has already left. Mingjian sighs and turns to the Royal study.

"Emperor, general Su asked for an interview."

Holding the brush in his hand, he looked up out of the house. The night was deep. Yan Hongtian asked in a low voice, "when is it?"

"It's past Xu time."

"Xuan." Su Ling meets in the middle of the night, and Yan Hongtian feels that it should be related to the gold case.

After a while, suling, dressed in a dark green uniform and holding a pamphlet in his hand, strode forward. Before he could salute, Yan Hongtian waved his hand to show that he didn't need to salute. "Why is it so urgent?"

"It's really tricky." Suling didn't say much. She handed out her book.

Turning over the not so thin booklet, Yan Hongtian read a few pages. His black eyes narrowed slightly, and he whispered, "collude with the thieves, steal the Treasury, and intend to rebel. It's really difficult. Every article is a crime of death."

Su Ling could feel Yan Hongtian's anger and said in a deep voice, "when Su Ren caught the robbers, he had already been interrogated. At that time, they said that they were colluding with the Minister of the Ministry of finance who opened the Treasury, and they also signed and signed the pledge. But when they returned to the Ministry of punishment, they insisted that they were the chief envoy of the father and son of Lou Xiang."

With a snap, Yan Hongtian threw his son on the desk. Yan Hongtian's mouth was slightly raised, and he smiled as if he had nothing. "I can't imagine that you not only helped me get the gold back, but also brought me such interesting things back."

Yan Hongtian said that it was interesting, but a few people didn't find it interesting. In those tiny black eyes, the chance was revealed. Fortunately, it was just a moment, and then turned back to calm, "Gao Jin, Xuan Dan Yulan enters the palace."

"Yes."

Once again, he picked up the pamphlet and read it. After reading the last page, Yan Hongtian suddenly said, "the conspiracy is so great that you can't play games. After a while, Shan Qing's family will come. You can discuss and put the "conspirators" in prison tomorrow. "

"Tomorrow?" Tomorrow is the day of the wedding?! Suling frowned: "it doesn't need to be discussed with the building?"

Yan Hongtian leaned comfortably against the cushion behind him and said with a smile: "general Su underestimated the building's appearance too much. He always planned strategies. You will see a good play tomorrow."

There's something strange about this matter. The emperor did it in such a way that he was surprised to let the main messenger behind the matter catch by surprise, and he was afraid that he didn't want to make the Louxiang such a happy marriage. Suling doesn't worry about the building sunset, but on a day like tomorrow, he brings people into the propaganda to catch people, but not yet