C50 juvenile heroic posture

Qin Zhen's hands paused slightly as he organized the book. Suddenly, he felt a slight heat in his ears, as if someone was talking about him.

He smiled and shook his head, then continued to place the book on the shelf.

"Lord Qin, why are you here?" The Ningchun Eunuch next to the emperor rushed over in a flurry, his face a little anxious. "I just heard about you, your majesty."

"Ningchun Eunuch." Qin Zhen smiled lightly and nodded at Ning Chun. "This humble subject is busy sorting out the books here."

"Is there even a need for you to do this?" Quick, follow this servant to the front. " Ningchun Eunuch stomped his feet.

"Eunuch, you saw it too." Only then did Qin Zhen turn around, revealing the imprint of his palm, "This humble subject has really gone too far."

When Ning Chun saw the palm imprint on Qin Zhen's face, she became speechless. He didn't know what to say.

This Ning Fei, was her palm laced with poison or something? It had been a full day, why hadn't it gone down yet?

Ningchun Eunuch could not help but mutter, he knew what Qin Zhen would say if he were to go.

He sighed and couldn't help but look at Qin Zhen again. He shook his head: "Then this servant will go over first. What's on your face … This servant will tell that senior doctor to come over and take a look for you. "

"Then, I'll thank eunuch first." Qin Xian's tone was gentle as he cupped his hands in greeting towards Ningchun Eunuch.

Ning Chun avoided Qin Shan's greeting, sighed, and turned to return to Emperor Changqing.

After looking at Ning Chun's leaving figure for a while, Qin Zhanhan turned around and started to organize the things on the bookshelf.

"Mistress." Ying Qi quietly appeared, and took out a bottle of something, "This was found in the Ning Fei's room, it should be the antidote."

He looked at the palm imprint on Qin Zhen's face and felt his heart clench.

Who would have thought that Ning Chun's words were accurate? Ning Fei really had some poison on his hands.

The poison must have been prepared for Su Xian a long time ago, but she never thought that yesterday, it would be so strong that it caused everyone in the room to retreat. Ning Fei also forgot that she still had something in her hand, and directly greeted Qin Zhen's face.

Qin Zhen could be considered to have been through it for a generation.

"Find a chance and let her take a look." When Qin Zhen saw a book that he had no impression of, he casually flipped through it and put it aside, "Since I helped her block this time, I naturally have to show her properly."

Ying Qi was quiet for a moment, then he could not help but raise his head to look at the palm imprint on Qin Zhen's face. He was truly impressed in his heart.

The only person who could remain so calm after facing such a huge palm print was the owner in front of him.

Ying Qi paused, hesitated a little, and continued, "Ying Jiu, who was standing by the princess' side, said that he saw the envoy from the Da Yan."

Qin Zhen's hand paused slightly and he sighed: "What are you doing over there?"

"The Spring Emperor's empress dowager has specially sent an envoy over." Ying Qi thought for a while, then lowered his voice and spoke.

"He's in too much of a hurry." Qin Zhen laughed lightly, "At the end of the year, it's hard to avoid a situation like this. The old man can't stand the cold. "I'm afraid that by the time it's time for the birthday celebration, it will have turned into a funeral."

Ying Qi's head drooped down, as if he hadn't heard Qin Xian's words at all.

Qin Zhen sighed, "They say that good person doesn't live long, and that disaster lives for a thousand years. This is really the case. "

His tone was calm, but for some reason, he could hear a bone-piercing coldness within.

Ying Qi's heart trembled, and he hurriedly said in a low voice, "There's one more thing. If Ying Jiu is not wrong, it's that third prince, Ming Qi, that envoy from the Da Yun."

"Ming Qi?" Qin Zhen sounded surprised, "What is he doing here?"

What else could they do? Aren't they here to report their loss …

Ying Qi had just muttered it a few times in his heart, when he himself choked. He really was taken away by Qin Xian.

"I made that agreement a few years ago, but it seems that it's going to change a bit now. "It's probably because the border is a bit lacking." Ying Qi's voice became a bit softer, "It's already winter, and it's especially hard for Di Rong to endure it when it's winter. The friction at the border is extremely bad, I'm afraid there might be some movement."

"..." "Got it." Qin Zhen paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "Find an opportunity to find her and tell her these words."

She? Ying Qi was startled, but immediately understood that Qin Xian was referring to Su Xian.

But what was the use of telling Su Xian this? Doing business was one thing. Could it be that she was prepared to let Su Xian become a strategist to worry about her family's affairs?

Ying Qi had the nagging feeling that this Miss Su Xian was actually a cold-hearted person. She was completely focused on things like this, so how could she even have the time to bother with other people's business?

"Just say it directly." Qin Zhen touched his face and muttered, "I have to collect some interest."

"Cough, cough, cough." Su Xian retracted her neck and took a deep breath.

Although the place was good, the wind was strong, and the warm stove was useless. Su Xian was shocked by the wind and coughed a few times.

"Don't get it, Tong Qiu, go get my cloak." Xin Yao frowned, and reached out to touch Su Xian's forehead, "If you're sick, your aunt will definitely ache for you."

"No." Su Xian felt that someone was muttering those words, she chuckled, and held onto Xin Yaodiji's hand: "Look, my hand is warm."

Xin Yao chuckled, holding onto Wang Wang's hand, he scratched Su Xian's nose: "Look at you, you're already a mother, yet you still know how to act like a spoiled child."

Where did you hear me say that I was acting coquettishly?

The smile on Su Xian's face stiffened, as she lowered her head in embarrassment.

As he lowered his head, he suddenly saw Emperor Changqing looking at him coldly.

Su Xian's heart trembled, and pretended that he did not see him at all, as her gaze calmly fell on the arena below.

To Su Xian, this entrance ceremony was indeed out of the ordinary, but to Da Yun, it was the first time it had ever happened, and the smiles on their faces were extremely sincere.

Even that cold wind seemed to have shrunk quite a bit.

Su Xian could not help but look at the people seated, and then at the Da Yan envoys who were pointing at them. She took a deep breath.

Since this person was similar, it was most likely his imagination.

Her gaze randomly swept across the contestants. Suddenly, she stopped for a moment and couldn't help but look at the person standing amongst the shooting squad with an exceptionally straight figure.

The contestants were all wearing the same uniform. Without the influence of the uniform, their faces were naturally more prominent.

Su Xian looked up to the sky, her face revealing an expression of doubt.

"What are you looking at?" Xin Yaodiji felt that Su Xian's actions were interesting and couldn't help but ask with a smile.

It was really strange today! Why did another one that looked alike appear here?

"It's time to get up." Xin Yaodiji thought that Su Xian was just spouting nonsense. She grabbed Su Xian and pressed him down against her, acting as if she was going to kneel down.

Su Xian regained her senses and saw Emperor Changqing, who was seated not far away, standing up.

Alright, it's starting.

Su Xian calmed herself down and honestly lowered her head before speaking with the rest of the people:

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

Amidst everyone's cheers, Emperor Changqing picked up a bow and arrow and directly shot towards the deer he had specially caught.