Chapter 137： Your heart is crooked

The world is raining heavily, as if it is covered in mist and fog, and the distant landscape cannot be seen clearly.

Kyoto in the dark is shrouded in darkness.

In the mid-autumn moon night, His Majesty's beloved prince was assassinated, and His Royal Highness King was summoned to the palace overnight.

The family of ministers who came back to the palace feast were all heartbroken.

One is the prince with a long track record, and the other is the much-loved beloved prince.

No matter what happens, it will cause chaos in the Xixuan Dynasty.

This night, doomed to be calm.

No one can sleep peacefully.

No one dares to indulge and sing.

No one has the heart to celebrate again.

Because it is possible to turn the world upside down in the imperial city overnight.

Everyone's eyes were on the tightly guarded palace, and everyone's minds fell on the closed palace door.

Because they knew that once that palace door was opened, good or bad news would come out and it would signal the trend.

The matter of Li Chujun has been in hot discussions for the past two days, but it is very likely that it will stop.

This night, doomed to sleep.

Xining changed several tea cups, but the owner of the family laid his hands on the table, his eyes were dumb, he had no thought of resting or drinking tea.

The master has maintained this posture for more than a few hours. How can she persuade her not to rest? She can only give up, stand quietly, and stay with her master.

"Does the gate fall?" Chu Qingyan suddenly asked.

Xining quickly responded, "No, the butler obeys the Lord's orders, and sends someone to keep in the door. If someone calls, the door will be opened immediately and he will not miss the return of the Lord."

Chu Qingyan was only at ease, and said, "Ginger soup in the kitchen should be warm. If your Highness returns, you can drink while it is hot. It should be so rainy, so be careful."

Xining felt a little sad when she heard the words, but her tears almost fell back, but she immediately replied, "Sister Huang Yi looked after him and said that he would keep Jiang Tang warm until Wang returns."

Since returning, the master has been thinking about these things, and she all feels a little distressed for the master. I really hope that Lord Wang will come back early and let the master rest.

Although she knew that once the palace door was locked, it would be difficult to open it again. Although she had made preparations for the two hands, the big ice cube promised that she would return, so she would wait for him with the most optimistic heart. .

I turned to look at the growing storm. The raindrops that hit the window had a crackling noise. Her heart followed, and suddenly it hurt a little bit, as if someone was holding a needle. In her own heart, she couldn't help covering her chest and frowning, as if the bad feeling was getting stronger and stronger.

"Little princess!" The voice of Fire Spirit suddenly penetrated the sound of rain and reached her ears.

Chu Qingyan immediately stood up, his eyes fell on the doorway, and the fire spirit's body quickly ran in.

"What's so panic?" The fire spirit, who always had a hippie smile, was a little eager at this time, which made her have a strong anxiety.

"Only news came from the palace, the master was sent down to kneel!" Huo Ling Yin held back his anger, gritted his teeth.

"What?" Chu Qingyan couldn't help but take a step back and looked at Fire Spirit in disbelief, "Is the news accurate?"

Huo Ling nodded hard, "This is passed from the Chaoyang Palace, there is no mistake."

"Where is kneeling?" Her voice was low.

"Mingchen Hall, the gate of the palace where the four princes live." Huo Ling shook his fist and said angrily.

Chu Qing Yan Wenyan turned his head and looked at the crazy heavy rain outside. As his eyes became hot, such a heavy rain, so cold and windy, he didn't know that the big ice cubes could not stand it.

"Why?" Her voice was shaking.

Fire spirit gritted his teeth and said, "The four princes were assassinated, and His Majesty was angry with the master, and he could not be separated to let him kneel, and this is not the first time."

"Not the first time?" Her voice was surprised.

"Yes, many years ago, when the four princes were born, the prince was very young. He accidentally made the fourth prince cry, and His Majesty sent him to kneel. One time, the first time he put on a mask. The prince came to the hall to see the mask on the master's face, crying, his Majesty was angry, and the master punished him with kneeling, and ... "At this point, the fire spirit could not speak anymore, only a sigh of sigh remained.

He didn't want to tell the little princess, but he thought for a moment. The master cares so much about her, and he should let her know more about the master and care more about the master, because the master has been alone for too long.

Chu Qingyan pursed her lips, her anger hovered around her eyes, and her heart felt a little painful. When the fourth prince was born, the big ice cube was only half a child, and when he put on the mask, the big ice cube just escaped from the sea of ​​fire and was born. , Physically and mentally damaged Xixuan Emperor really succeeded!

Xi Xuandi is really too much, he is a father.

These things are obviously not intentional, but in his eyes, the four princes are his treasure of heart, and no one can forgive no matter who bumps into them.

In fact, the heart of Emperor Xuan Xuan is always crooked!

Big ice cubes are not so cold from childhood. They should be hurt again and again during childhood, and then the ice will continue to accumulate, forming a frozen person at this time.

The so-called frozen three feet is not a day cold, so it is!

But she didn't want that much, she just wanted the big ice cubes to come back early, such a cold night, such icy rain, and he knelt in the imperial palace with no human touch, and felt distressed at the thought of the picture.

That tall, there seems to be nothing that can defeat him.

His Royal Highness the King who was colder in heart than the others.

Although she was always fierce, she always softened the big ice cube in her coquettish eyes.

She was unwilling to leave him alone in such a cold world.

She regretted that if she insisted to follow up then, he would not face the loneliness of the reunion night alone.

If she insists on it, she will be soft-hearted.

But this heaven does not make people regret it, and there is no if.

The night passed slowly.

The rain was gradually getting lighter.

It was slowly dawning.

Chu Qingyan, who sat on the couch, looked up at the scattered clouds, and the rising sun slowly revealed the light through the haze.

The day started again.

On weekdays, she greets the beginning of a new day with a good mood, but at this moment, she hopes so much that when the night lights up, the new day comes later.

When the horizon was just white, Tu Ling came in dignifiedly.

"The news came from the palace just now that the master was imprisoned in a prison."

The cup in his hand slipped and landed on the ground with a crisp sound.

Chu Qingyan looked at the wet place, scattered tea leaves, and Xining screamed in excitement, sulking.