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"My daughter just thinks that His Majesty's character is a decisive emperor, and she admires him. That's all. How can this be related to the relationship between men and women?"

Chapter 310 The people question the emperor!

It is said that Xiang Feiyu has one head and two big heads! !

Can't help but stare and said: "That's what your aunt told me back then, word for word!"

"But in the end!!"

Xiang Shengnan was taken aback for a moment, then rubbed his fair forehead helplessly.

"Even if it's what you said, do you think the emperor can take a fancy to me?"

Xiang Feiyu frowned: "Why not? Girl, this emperor is lustful!"

"An elder like Concubine Dou, he dares to..."

"Shh!"

Xiang Shengnan gestured for silence, and frowned, "Father, it's okay, the more you talk, the further you go, the emperor doesn't like a disfigured woman like me!"

"Hurry up and bandage the wound, and deal with the affairs of the mansion."

"I have to collect medicinal materials immediately and send them to Chaotian Temple."

After speaking, she left in a hurry.

Xiang Feiyu, who was on the spot, was so angry that he blew his beard and stared!

Pulling the wound, grinning, beating his chest and stamping his feet.

"Ugh!"

"Women do not stay in college!"

"Father has said everything that needs to be said, you silly girl!"

He sighed while talking, as someone who has experienced it, he has already seen something wrong.

Run all the way.

Qin Yun, the Son of Heaven, has traveled a long distance.

He has never ridden a horse before, and only learned it when he had nothing to do in the palace.

From the wharf to Xiangfu, and then to Zhongnan Mountain.

He felt that his crotch was going to be worn out!

How did ancient people ride horses? Are the hips made of iron?

He couldn't help thinking in his heart, when the overall situation is settled, he must let Concubine Dou brag about him when he returns to the palace!

More than an hour.

The boundary of Zhongnan Mountain has arrived!

Qin Yun's heart went cold!

People infected with the plague gathered here, which can be described as a sea of ​​people.

On the top of the mountain, the flames can be seen faintly.

The scolding of the imperial guards resounded through the valley, but it didn't seem to have any effect.

In short, it was a mess!

Jin Yiwei and the imperial guards came to clear the way one after another, and finally took Qin Yun up.

Along the way, the tragic situation of the people was shocking.

At the gate of Chaotian Temple, thousands of people knelt down, and some were injured.

"Bastards, who told you to hurt people?" Qin Yun cursed!

A lieutenant of the Imperial Army immediately knelt down and said in panic, "Your Majesty, it's not us who are sad, it's they who forced their way in!"

"And there are unknown people who are attacking me."

"It's only when you have to..."

A cold light flashed in Qin Yun's eyes, unknown person?

Besides Chaotian Temple, who else could it be?

"What's the situation now, can the monks from Chaotian Temple go out?"

"That's not true, but just now, more than a dozen people rushed in while taking advantage of the chaos, and the humble staff didn't have time to chase after it. It took a lot of time to calm down the rush of the people."

Qin Yun opened his mouth, ready to say something.

Suddenly, a person pointed out in the crowd.

"Look, that's the emperor!"

"He was the one who ordered the closure of Chaotian Temple, and he was the one who asked people to stop us from asking for help!"

"He, this is trying to trap us alive, and then burn us down."

Hearing this, Qin Yun's face immediately darkened.

Pointing in the direction of the middle-aged man, he roared angrily, "Bastard, who sent you here!"

"Dare to fan the Yin Feng and light the will-o'-the-wisp, catch me!"

The voice just fell.

Shua Shua Shua stood up.

Thousands of people stared at Qin Yun with numb eyes.

They blocked the line of sight, and in a flash, the person who spoke just now disappeared!

"Bastards, all back, what do you want to do?!"

The imperial guards roared and drew their knives directly!

An old man stood up, holding a child in his arms, infected with the plague, his skin was festering, and his lips were also blue-gray.