Chapter 217

Inside the hall.

Shen Yan had a full meal and felt very satisfied with his stomach.

The emperor felt that his third son was still too thin and needed to be mended.

Shen Yan rubbed his nose and then sneezed again.

The emperor rarely did not show his dislike. He took a handkerchief to wipe the baby's nose and asked, "are you catching a cold? Have you ever asked for a doctor? "

"Yes, please." Shen Yan thought that the sneeze had come in time. He was so clever and pitiful that he said, "I fell into the water this morning. I think it's a cold. I don't think it's a big problem."

The emperor's eyes suddenly became cold, and Sanlang didn't understand the darkness. It was obviously a plot. But on second thought, what if the concubine who plotted against Sanlang happened to be one of his favorite concubines?

No, he dares to harm his eldest son so arrogantly. He must be a favored concubine!

Son can't ignore, beloved little wife also can't give up.

After thinking about it, the emperor ordered in a cold voice, "it's my word that the people of Qianqiu Palace are not able to protect the master. As a result, the third prince is in danger, and all of them are killed by the staff."

The palace man took the order and went away. He glanced at the baby with her eyes in the emperor's arms. He thought that the third prince was turning over. Look at the strength of the favor.

Shen Yan was sneering. Chu Chen Yan really drowned. For such a big thing, the emperor's father didn't investigate it carefully. Instead, he simply and rudely killed all the people in Qianqiu palace. It seemed that he was defending him, but in fact he was defending the backstage!

It seems that I can't expect too much from the slag emperor. A little prince who lost his power may not be more important to the Emperor than his favorite concubine.

Maybe he was too guilty. The emperor's psychology of compensation exploded. He arranged a group of well-trained palace people for the third prince, and gave him cloth and all kinds of food.

People see this in the eyes, have been planning to curry favor with the third prince.

Furong palace.

"Pa -"

"bang -"

all the antique vases hit the ground.

The palace man knelt on the ground and said with trembling: "lady, calm down."

Rong was so angry that she twisted her pretty face. She grabbed the teacup and smashed it on the ground.

"I can't do such a thing well!"!!! That son of a bitch went to please his majesty!! He's as scheming as his mother!! It's a bad idea when you're young! "

On the chair sat a little boy, about five years old. He was very good-looking, one eye pupil with a little blue, adding a bit of monstrosity.

He glanced at the palace man kneeling on the ground and said in a tearful voice: "Granny, don't lose your temper. You are so tired that you are not good. Do you have any wrist pain? I'll pinch it for you. "

Let your concubine that cavity anger suddenly smile, still a little want to smile, gently pinch son's fat face way: "on your mouth sweet!"

This little boy is the fifth Prince Chu Mingjing. He gently rubs Rong Guifei's wrist and says, "don't be angry. Chu Chenyan is a fool. The father will prefer her son's ministers."

"That's true." Rong Guifei nodded and got angry again. "It's clear that Du Jue should be your companion. How can your father and Emperor give Chu Chenyan that little boy?!! No, it's your turn. I'll help you to get this companion back! Chu Chenyan said, "I don't want to rob you!"