The mistress was reborn and broke off the engagement, the regent cried and begged to marry into the

No resentment, no hatred, and no love.

The moment Concubine Shu fell to the ground, her eyes were filled with regret. She wished she could see the treasure grow with her own eyes.

He grew up to be a completely different person from the men of this era...

Unfortunately, she couldn't see it...

The emperor at that time stared blankly at the deceased Shu Fei, unable to recover for a long time.

His hands were suspended in mid-air, unable to grasp the object he wanted to grasp. That was the first time he felt what it was like to be powerless...

Xie Qiuguang exerted force on his hand, and the sharp sword cut his neck and blood flowed out: "Father, I have never been afraid of death. I just want to find out the truth. Since you are unwilling to answer, I can only ask mother who killed her."

"No! Stop, stop! I tell you to stop!" The emperor opened his eyes wide and groped forward with trembling hands.

Don't ask! Lao Jiu can't know the truth. He rushed forward and grabbed the sword.

Xie Qiuguang didn't let go.

The emperor held the sword tightly, not letting him get any closer: "As you wish, all is up to you. No more marriages, no more marriages. You decide your own marriage, and your father will not force you. Be obedient and put down the sword. Put it down."

Looking at his father, whose temples were already gray, Xie Qiuguang slowly let go of his hand: "I don't understand. Does your father really love your mother? If he did, why would he be willing to force her. If he didn't, your father would have many wives and concubines and many children. Why does he only miss your mother?"

The emperor threw away the sword and breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing his son's words, he turned his head and said, "The emperor has no love, only favor."

Xie Qiuguang laughed sarcastically: "Father is right. I have said too much, so I will withdraw now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around, opened the door and went out.

Yao Buwei was shocked when he saw the wound on the prince's neck.

Xie Qiuguang stopped and held out his hand: "Give it to me."

Although he didn't react at first, Yao Buwei quickly took the teapot from the eunuch and presented it to him.

Xie Qiuguang took the teapot, held it in his arms, and left with satisfaction.

Yao Buwei entered the palace with trepidation, and immediately called for the imperial physician when he saw that the emperor was injured.

The sword on the ground was stained with blood, and he ordered his men to pick it up.

What happened today must be kept secret. If it is leaked, everyone will die.

The emperor sat there blankly, and in an instant he seemed to have aged several years. He was thinking about his son's words.

As an emperor, he had many wives and concubines and many children. Why did he only miss Shu Fei?

Because it's new. No one dares to resist so desperately and turn against you at any time.

Moreover, because she could not get what she wanted, Concubine Shu was the most favored concubine in the palace, and the Empress and Imperial Concubine had to avoid her.

He gave his all, but didn't get any corresponding return.

There are only cold words, cold faces and cold emotions.

No matter how much gold, silver, and jewelry you give me, I can never get the most sincere smile I had back then...

The imperial physician applied medicine and bandaged the wound. The emperor warned with his eyes: "Don't tell anyone about my injury."

Everyone obeyed the order, but the news still could not be stopped from reaching the ears of the Queen and the Imperial Concubine.

The two did not react much. They worshipped Buddha as usual and slept as usual.

the other side.

Xie Qiuguang left the palace. Ji Shengxian and Ling Ze were waiting at the palace gate, and when they saw him, they hurried over to greet him.

"Your Highness, were you assassinated in the palace? Who is so bold?" Ji Shengxian hurriedly turned up his sleeves to look for medicine for his wound.

Xie Qiuguang got on the carriage: "It's just a minor injury, it's nothing serious. Ji Shengxian, please help me pass on a message to the Shangguan Mansion."

Ji Shengxian fished for a long time before finally taking out the medicine and handing it over: "What message do you want to pass on?"

Covering the teapot with his palm, Xie Qiuguang lowered his eyes: "Sorry, I can't give you small gifts in the future."

"That's it?" Ji Shengxian turned around to pass on the message.

Seeing that the prince was in a bad mood, Ling Ze drove back to the palace.

When the prince came back injured, the housekeeper was extremely anxious: "Oh, how did this happen?"

Xie Qiuguang said helplessly: "It's just a scratch. Look how nervous you are. Apply some medicine and it will heal soon."

Shangguanfu.

Ji Shengxian was invited into the courtyard and replied in person: "The prince ordered his subordinates to pass on a message. I am very sorry that I can't give you gifts in the future."

Shangguan Haitong was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I understand. Huanshuang, send him out."

Huanshuang please come immediately.

After the people left, Shangguan Haitong supported his chin with his hand and thought deeply.

It seems that the emperor has investigated and asked about it. The prince has to avoid suspicion.

Yes, her identity is the same as the prince’s.

Being too close to someone will inevitably give the impression of being a hang-up. That was the truth, but she was still unhappy.

The invisible power of the emperor has already suppressed...

Yong'an Houfu.

Li Shanqi had just returned home when he learned that his wife had fainted and that Lao Liu was planning a reckless prison break.

Fortunately, Lao Qi notified the person in time and stopped him.

In the study room.

Li Shanqi had a headache: "Do you have a brain?"

"If it weren't for my seventh sister's obstruction, I would have rescued my eighth brother by now. If I send him away and hide him, can the emperor still kill our whole family?" Li Shihang was not afraid at all. He didn't believe that the emperor would touch the Marquis' Mansion. As long as he couldn't find his eighth brother, the matter would naturally come to nothing.

Li Zongyun was disappointed: "Even if we are going to rob the prison, we should do it at night. It's too conspicuous in broad daylight."

Li Shihang suddenly realized what was going on. He said, "Brother is right. It was my fault for not thinking it through."

Rubbing his aching brow, Li Shanqi narrowed his eyes slightly, "I didn't expect that King Ling Zhao would appear halfway. Let them be happy for a while. I'll make arrangements. The eldest brother will take people to pick up the eighth brother and send him away tonight. The sixth brother, you meet him outside."

Li Shihang was extremely happy: "Yes, Dad."

Wangfu.

Xie Qiuguang applied the medicine, which was very cool and comfortable: "Have you done what I told you to do?"

Ling Ze nodded: "We have sent people to keep an eye on Yong'an Marquis Mansion and Wang's family. There will be a fierce battle tonight."

The housekeeper took the teapot and opened it to smell it: "In my opinion, let them fight. Isn't it better for us to watch the show?"

"Be careful, this is the tribute tea given by my father. It's just this little bit." Xie Qiuguang couldn't stand the housekeeper's clumsy behavior, so he took it back.

The butler curled his lips and rolled his eyes. This wasn't the first time he had rewarded tribute tea, so was it necessary to treasure it so much?

Ling Ze frowned slightly: "I think the housekeeper is right. We don't have to continue to interfere. Whether the Wang family wants to kill someone tonight, or the Yong'an Marquis' Mansion wants to rob the prison, it has nothing to do with us. Wouldn't it be nice to enjoy the moon, drink some wine and eat barbecue at night?"

Xie Qiuguang wiped the teapot with his sleeve: "What do you know? There's a saying, 'Send the Buddha to the West.'"

The housekeeper waved his hands around in boredom and said, "Let Li Laoba die in the hands of the Wang family. He killed the Wang family's treasure, so he will definitely be treated well. Why should we save him? It's no use dying sooner or later. It's a waste of time."

"No. Since he has been sentenced to death, he should be beheaded in public. Nothing else is allowed." Xie Qiuguang suddenly remembered.

Would Haitong be afraid of watching a beheading? Would you like to invite her to watch it together?

Hmm... just ask.

Ling Ze pursed his lips, tilted his head and whispered: "What our prince wants is a legitimate reason, to behead him in public."

"Oh. I don't understand." The housekeeper put one hand on his waist, "I'd better go see the patient."

Xie Qiuguang paused: "She hasn't woken up yet?"

The housekeeper spread his hands and said, "The poison was too severe. It's a miracle that he's still alive. When he wakes up depends on fate."