Chapter 291

After closing the memorial, the emperor snorted: "OK, let him in. I want to hear his explanation."

"Yes, I'm going to call the Lord in." Pinghua was overjoyed and rushed out of the hall.

But in a quarter of an hour, Xuanlian was helped in by xipinghua.

I saw him stooping, if it was not for Pinghua's help, I'm afraid he would not have gone.

"My son, please see my father, father Wan'an!" Nevertheless, Xuanlian insisted on giving the emperor a big gift.

When the emperor saw his tragedy, most of his resentment had already gone. When he saw that he was so respectful to himself, he brushed his sleeve: "OK, sit down. It's so late. What's the hurry to see me?"

Xuanlian sat on the chair beside him with Pinghua's hand and said, "back to my father, my son's son didn't come here to plead for his mother's concubine, but wanted to tell my father that my son's son had no heart for my father. Heaven and earth can learn from him."

Who is the emperor? He can tell the truth at a glance, but he doesn't care.

"Come on, I understand what you mean. Pinghua, send the king back!"

"Lord, it's too late. I'll send you back." Pinghua wants to help Xuanlian get up.

Who knows, Xuanlian knelt down and burst into tears: "father, my son is willing to be punished for his mother's concubine. My son, please ban me for half a month."

Hearing this, the emperor was surprised. He never thought that he was willing to ask for punishment. At this time, the situation in the imperial court was biased towards the prince.

Today, the prince appeased the people and won a lot of popular support. Even the minister presented a memorial to him, saying that he would reward the prince. Fortunately, the prince himself went to the palace to explain to him and refused the gift.

This is the scene of going to Defei palace.

If he didn't know that Wen Wanqing was also in the palace, he would have doubted whether it was a situation deliberately set up by Prince xuanjue to lead him to suppress the imperial concubine and encourage his own power.

Xuanlian couldn't get an answer from the emperor. He was worried in his heart, but he didn't dare to look up at his eyes for fear of seeing something bad from there.

This meeting son kneels in the main hall is not more comfortable than kneeling outside the hall, suddenly he sweats all over again.

After a long time, I heard the emperor's voice on his head: "since you have this filial piety, I will help you. From tonight on, you will settle down in the mansion and cultivate yourself. I will leave the rest of the affairs to the prince, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Yes, father!" Xuanlian answered.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the emperor went to the back hall to have a rest.

Pinghua is to support Xuan lian to get up: "Wang Ye, get up quickly, the emperor went to rest."

Not yet stand, Xuanlian just feel a soft foot, almost fell back, fortunately there is no one else in the hall, otherwise spread out, he has what face.

"The slave has passed on the sedan chair. In a moment, he will send a gift to the king out of the palace." Pinghua still has some vision.

Xuanlian just thanks. Under his escort, he takes a soft sedan chair, changes a carriage, and goes back to his residence with lingering fear.

As the night went by, Prince Li's mansion was folded early in the morning. Prince Li Xuanlian was cold in the night and was ill. He needed to ask for leave. Naturally, the emperor would play.

On the court hall, the ministers looked at each other, and many people looked at his royal highness differently.

Wen Wanqing and xuanjue look at each other. They both see suspicion from each other's eyes. Is Xuanlian really ill?

In Prince Li's mansion, Xuanlian was really lying on the couch. She was served by her side imperial concubine and drank the soup. She knelt all night last night. In addition to the cold wind, she was not really ill!

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