Chapter 836

The other side.

Emperor Qizhen was very worried when he learned that Jingrong was carried out of the palace by frostbite. He secretly sent someone to Rongwang mansion to inquire. Fortunately, there was a miracle doctor Mo and Jingrong was strong, so there was no big deal. He was relieved.

Sure enough, the dragon begets the dragon, and the Phoenix begets the Phoenix.

Jing Rong's temperament is very much like him!

That night, Emperor Qizhen had a heavy mind and couldn't sleep.

As soon as I had a light sleep at night, I had a terrible nightmare. When he opened his eyes, he went back to the thunder and lightning night 15 years ago. More than 70 people from the Royal Palace stood in the courtyard. Everyone looked at him with great fear. Some were kneeling on the ground trembling, some were frightened and hugged together, and he was

Wearing a black cloak and hat, he almost hid his face in the dark, and held a sharp sword in his hand.

Just as a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, he pulled out his sword and stabbed one of them in the throat.

Fresh blood splashed out, and a grain of hot blood splashed on his face and penetrated into his skin like poison.

At that moment, all the people in the hospital screamed and forgot to beg for mercy.

In the scream, there was despair, but also the fear before death!

Suddenly - the Royal Duke limped out of the crowd, his clothes were badly burned by the fire, his hair was loose and scattered, covering half of his face, and the eye exposed outside was bloodthirsty and hated, as if it was dripping pus like blood, which was flowing from his eyes

Come out.

Step by step towards him.

Getting closer

More and more clear

His hand holding the sword trembled a few times. I saw blood spilling from the pale corners of the Royal Duke's lips, hanging his broken lips with a strange smile. There was a gust of wind around him, which lifted his hair and exposed the other half of his face. The half of his face seemed to have been burned by fire. His blood was connected with his flesh, and his eyebrows were empty and dark red,

Crumpled, with that eye stuck together. If you don't open it hard, it's difficult to see that it's an eye.

A sudden look made people tremble.

Emperor Qi Zhen was stunned and loosened his hand, and the sword hit the ground heavily.

"Jingli!" He called out the name of the Royal Duke in disbelief.

"Brother Huang, brother Huang..." the voice of the Royal Duke was like rolling out of the bottomless abyss, which made people shudder.

His throat rolled for a long time and said, "you forced me!"

gnash the teeth in anger!

But the Royal Duke laughed in front of him.

Laughter penetrated the whole night

In an instant, the fire shrouded the whole royal palace.

He stepped back and watched more than 70 people struggling and shouting in front of the fire.

Call for help!

Cry!

Roar!

tragic beyond compare in this human world.

It rang through the whole night.

He stumbled back, but at the next moment, a figure rushed towards himself with a fire.

Neck man caught!

The fire enveloped him in an instant.

Hot!

Hot!

"Uh?"

Emperor Qizhen sat up from his bed and was sweating profusely!

It turns out... It's just a dream!

But very real.

He sat on the bed panting for breath, which had not been healed for a long time.

"Creak."

The window in the house suddenly opened, the cold wind rolled in, blew the veil beside the bed, and fluttered up, shaking the line of sight against the dim light in the room.

Emperor Qizhen was still frightened. As soon as he reached out and opened the veil in front of him, he saw a figure falling outside.

"Who?"

Abnormal nervous tension.

Zhang Quanfu hurried in, "emperor, you are a slave."

He was relieved, brushed his sleeve and wiped his sweat.

"The emperor has a nightmare?" Zhang Quan asked.

He sank out of bed and dragged his rickety body out of the inner hall.

Zhang Quan grabbed his clothes and put them on for him.

"It's late at night. The emperor still doesn't go out."

"I can't sleep."

Helpless, he had to order someone to hold a lamp again and pour him a pot of hot tea.

Emperor Qizhen did not want to drink and walked out of Fuyang hall. At this meeting, the snow had stopped.

He looked at the red lights in the huge palace, and his eyes couldn't help but be a few inches deep.

This is his world, his hands and feet.

Zhang Quan asked thoughtfully, "does the emperor think of the past?"

He said, "those who know me, if you."

"The old slave has followed the emperor for many years, and he knows it."

Immediately, Emperor Qi Zhen avoided several eunuchs outside the door, looked at the direction outside the palace and said in a deep voice: "although it has been so many years, I often think of it and feel very sad. Why? Why did I come to that step with Jingli?"

The tone is sad!

More, but helpless. After a short pause, he said, "every time I think of before I ascended the throne, Jingli often came to the eighth Prince's residence to play chess with me. He was skilled at chess and almost beat my half son. He let me win once. He often said that I was uncertain and didn't play chess, so I always lost. Yes, I didn't mean it

How can you win in chess? But it would be great if I could go back to that year. I am willing to lose to him in this great country. Unfortunately, I have no choice after all. My life has been fixed since I was born. The first emperor is the first emperor, so am I, and so is the future prince. "

wry smile!

Zhang Quan followed him for many years and understood it. An idea suddenly came into his mind. He came forward and said, "I have a foolish opinion."

"Say."

"Wang Rong is determined to investigate this matter. He must not stop. The emperor will not prevent telling the king the truth of that year. Maybe..."

He was interrupted before he finished speaking. "No!" Emperor Qi Zhen directly denied, "that's a scandal facing the royal family and humiliating our ancestors. If it is made public, how can I save my face? Jingli is my younger brother and Princess Zhao is my wife, which is related to the honor and disgrace of the royal family. How dare I be careless? The incident of that year has passed, and I don't want to raise that again

A scar. Besides, the man is dead. Why add a few more charges to him? If it weren't for Qin Shiyu, I wouldn't agree to overturn the case. Now it's very good. If I can't find out, I don't have to check it again! The important thing is that what happened that year must be concealed. "

Very determined.

Zhang Quan nodded.

No more words.

Emperor Qizhen often thought of the events of that year and was very sad.

At this meeting, it began to snow again, dense with the wind.

Zhang Quan: "the emperor should go in."

He nodded and folded in.

Just——

As soon as he got to bed and sat down, he seemed to think of something.

"By the way, the Chinese New Year is coming in less than January. How is the Zongzheng Temple arranged for the annual sacrifice?"

Zhang Quanhui: "Liang Zongzheng has drawn up a list, saying that he invited the master of Guang'an temple to the mausoleum to chant scriptures."

"That's good. Announce him to come tomorrow. I'll tell him something more."

"Yes." Emperor Qizhen was relieved and went to bed to rest.