Xiao Zimu knew in his heart that Kong Changhui would not treat him badly when he was in Dali temple in early summer. But Xiao Zimu dreams back in the middle of the night, but he always wakes up in his bloody nightmare.
He can't bear it
"Mu'er, it's not that the mother is cruel and moves her whole body with one hair. At this time, it's the best choice for you and him to stand idly by." The lotus imperial concubine finished saying, seeing that his face was still unwilling, she threw down a sentence angrily: "if you want to kneel, kneel. The mother imperial concubine won't open her mouth to find your grandfather and help."
Concubine Lian brushed her sleeves and left. You Rui looked at his depressed and lonely figure, couldn't help coming forward and attached it to his ear to appease in a low voice: "since your highness King Mo asked me to send a message to you, there must have been a countermeasure for this matter, your highness shouldn't be too worried."
You Rui hurriedly chased after concubine Lian, but Xiao Zimu looked up and sat down decadent. She muttered to herself, "is it that the lucky hidden in the fierce means the second brother?"
Xiao Zimu knelt in the palace of Yaohua palace and looked stunned
At the same time, a thin figure was kneeling in the Qingxin hall.
Although kneeling, you can still see that you are graceful and graceful.
"You haven't come to me for many years." The emperor sat in his chair and looked at the woman kneeling below with emotion.
"I forgot, but I remember that this is the second time I asked the emperor." Concubine Qi knelt there with her eyes flat and her back straight.
The emperor naturally remembers that he has never been to Yongxin palace since that time, and concubine Qi has never taken the initiative to find the emperor again.
That time she spoke for the bodyguard named Pang Weiguang.
The emperor was determined to kill Pang Weiguang to vent his anger, but imperial concubine Qi strongly begged him to bypass Pang Weiguang and save his life.
The emperor was finally relieved, but they left their hearts.
This gas, a stroke, has lasted all these years
The emperor knows she hasn't forgotten. How can she forget.
When Xiao mubai returned to the palace, his blood stained his white robe. Concubine Qi cried for so many days. Now he remembered it as if it were yesterday. Naturally, it was more vivid for concubine Qi.
After all, it was an unpleasant past. Since concubine Qi didn't want to mention it, he also exposed it.
I just didn't expect that today, she would plead for the beginning of summer.
"I know that boy used to walk around with you some time ago. I thought he was just friendly with Mu Hong, but I didn't expect he could please you." There was a trace of surprise at the bottom of the emperor's eyes.
"Since mubai left Beijing, the minister and concubine threw their hearts on Honghong. They met Chuer's child by chance and felt very congenial." Concubine Qi's eyes finally moved up slightly and met the emperor's eyes: "on him, the concubine's heart of missing her son can be placed."
"Why can he be compared with mubai?" The emperor hissed.
Although before that, he also liked early summer very much, but most of it came from his guilt for Zhao Lansheng. Secondly, it was also because he was lively, intelligent, smart and sweet mouth. Naturally, it was not comparable with Xiao mubai, who was trained by him.
"The emperor said that if you can't compare, then you can't. But if your concubine wants something, can the emperor agree?" Concubine Qi lowered her eyelids and didn't want to argue with her.
Perhaps the emperor has never found the value of early summer, but she can always see the shadow of Xiao mubai in early summer.
After a long time, even if the similarities between him and Xiao mubai were removed, imperial concubine Qi found that she still liked the child very much.
At that time, she realized that she didn't like it because she was like Xiao mubai in early summer.
But because she was a child at the beginning of summer, she was happy. Now, seeing that he was punished and wronged in the prison of Dali temple, she naturally couldn't help asking for mercy for him.
"He's not as delicate as you think. You don't have to worry about him." The emperor has some headache.
He handed it over to Kong Changhui for investigation. He has turned a blind eye. If Kong Changhui can prove his innocence in early summer, he also has the right to return the promise of old general Zhao.
If he can't, he deserves it. He can't clean his ass for what he does, and he can't wipe it.
What's more, the poisoning hasn't come out, and he doesn't trust him
Just as the emperor lowered his head and didn't want to continue to listen to the next request of imperial concubine Qi, there was a sound in his ear: "my concubine leaves."
The emperor raised his head. Concubine Qi got up abruptly, made a salute, and then turned to leave. She was clean and neat, and didn't even have any extra words.
On the contrary, the emperor was stunned and stunned in his chair.
For a while, I haven't recovered yet
When concubine Qi stepped out of the Qingxin hall, it was when Xiao Yanjun entered the palace to greet concubine Li.
In Yufu palace, Xiao Yanjun hurried to the hall. Lian Yan saw him enter the bedroom hall and floated down to prepare him a hot tea.
When she retreated, Xiao Yanjun untied his cloak and put it on the chair. Then he went to Princess Li and said, "madam, have you heard the rumors outside the palace today?"
Imperial concubine Li's stove in the dormitory was burning very vigorously. In the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, she only wore a thin cotton padded clothes, showing a curved waist.
At this time, she was in an enchanting posture, lying on her side on the recliner, pointed to the chair next to the stove, motioned him to sit down, and then opened her mouth carelessly: "you know it's a rumor, if you don't listen, what's the matter?"
Xiao Yanjun sat down on the seat she pointed out. He was wearing thick clothes. In addition, he hurried all the way and leaned in front of the stove. He was sweating hot, Slightly leaned back and said, "the rumors really don't matter, but they are empty teeth, but they somehow have the first step to respond. Now the little Marquis refuses to admit it. Should we throw out the evidence?"
Concubine Li frowned slightly and said in a slightly dissatisfied tone: "the game is a process. The palace has not enjoyed it for a long time. What's your hurry? There will be three joint trials in two days. When they think they will be released without a certificate and have a final word, will it be fun to take out evidence and crush him completely?"
Xiao Yanjun's mouth was dry when he was roasted. Lian Yan just had a cup of hot tea. He took two sips: "there are some ministers, I can't wait..."
Princess Li seemed to be in a good mood. She didn't scold. Instead, she made fun of her: "how can you be so impatient and how can you achieve great things."
Xiao Yanjun was surprised to see a smile on her face and asked tentatively, "the evidence can be taken at last, but tomorrow's son minister wants to visit the little marquis in Dali temple."
Princess Li knew that he had been pressed for too long by the beginning of summer, and wanted to be quick, so she waved to him and agreed.
Xiao Yanjun looked happy and left with a salute: "more ministers and more concubines."