Feng Couch Luan Luan

The emperor usually favors the seventh princess the most, and he tacitly approves of him going out of the palace to play in disguise. As long as he goes out to fight with others, as long as he doesn't suffer, he will just turn a blind eye and close his eyes, and just reprimand him. Beating someone into a pig's head made him angry.

After the morning court, the Marquis of Zhenxi came into the palace and cried for a while. Although he kept blaming his son Wufang for offending the princess, he implied that the seventh princess was too arrogant and domineering, and even the emperor's relatives were ignored. old man.

He was crying so that the emperor was upset, when the minister of Dali Temple came to report the assassination of the princess, the assassin was unable to verify his identity, and the crossbow arrows were indeed coated with a strong poison that could see blood and seal the throat.

This made the tearful Zhenxihou dumbfounded on the spot, and also made the emperor furious.

Someone raised dead soldiers in Beijing, and even dared to assassinate the royal princess in the street!This is a blatant contempt for Tianwei. The princess's life is in danger when she travels. Can he, the emperor, still sit firmly on the dragon chair? !

It's a big deal, what's the point of a princess beating someone in the street?The incompetent prodigal son beat him up, and he didn't beat anyone to death anyway—the emperor gritted his teeth angrily. He had treated Concubine Shu's family too much in recent years, and each one of them was so used to it. That Sun Manzhi always pretended to be a little country uncle when he went out , and dared to flirt with his golden branches and jade leaves!

"Give me a thorough investigation!" He squeezed out four words between his teeth. After the minister of Dali Temple took the order to resign, the emperor slapped the table and said angrily, "You old man!"

Zhen Xihou knelt down on the ground trembling, his old face was dripping with sweat.

"How many times have I said on weekdays, restrain your nephews and don't make troubles, look at your good son! He is rampant and tyrannical, slaves and murderers, even the princess is not in his eyes. I really think that with the queen mother protecting me, I can't deal with you. ?”

"I don't dare! The dog has no eyes, and he didn't mean to offend the princess!" Zhenxihou tried his last courage to call out his son, "The assassination... was definitely not done by a dog, someone must have framed it, my lord." Mingjian!"

The emperor saw that he was still trying to bite at random, and became more angry: "Go back and think about your mistakes behind closed doors!"

A family of unreasonable bastards!Look at the concubine Xian's natal family, the family style is upright and the children are simple and honest. Although Yan Chengjue has no fame, he manages his ancestral business prosperously. Dangdang passed the exam all the way, and even topped the list in the rural exam. How could such a fine jade and beauty be born in Yan's family!

Just as Marquis Zhenxi left, the eunuch in Concubine Shu's palace hurried over to report that Concubine Shu was holding her stomach and screaming for pain, fearing that her fetus was gasping.

"Go and call the imperial doctor, what's the use of looking for me!" Well, another one who hit the gun - usually a spoiled concubine is always harmful, but this time is unusual, the emperor is being upset by the assassin, don't Speaking of Concubine Shu, he didn't want to give the Queen Mother any face.

It was noon after finishing the chores, the emperor ate a few mouthfuls of rice without taste, pushed the bowls and chopsticks, and set them up in Zhilan Palace.

The delicate "Nine Princesses" were assassinated when they went out, so they were naturally frightened and bedridden. Eunuch Huang, as if he was facing an enemy, cleaned up the entire Zhilan Palace. To be on the safe side, Xia Yunze also filled in the bricks that Xia Yunze worked so hard to dig out. , His master was so angry that he almost fell ill.

Turning grief into appetite, he ate a bit full at noon, Xia Yunze dug out this Fengyue novel and went to bed to hold his corpse.

I wanted to help sleep, but I didn't expect that the author's writing was too fragrant and very graphic, which instantly reminded him of the hot and unrestrained European and American girls on the hard disk in his previous life.

It is estimated that he has eaten well, slept well, exercised well, and his little friend who has not moved since time travel stood up and saluted when he was reading the storybook where the scholar fought the vixen.

Xia Yunze hesitated for a while, but fortunately there was no one in the inner hall, after a slow motion of his left and right hands, he could enter the sage's time and continue to do a shy publicity.

Before the slow-motion replay, his seventh brother came, came in without knocking on the door, and sat on the side of the bed with the curtain lifted, not treating himself as an outsider.

This is fucking embarrassing.

Xia Yunze shrank into the quilt like a frightened little white rabbit, tears streaming down his face, panting, his cheeks were flushed, his hands were still hidden in the quilt, and the Fengyue story book was spread out by the pillow, it was obvious that he had done nothing good.

Xia Yunqing understood, and laughed, not only didn't consciously leave the stage to keep his morals, but also picked up the scripture book to read to him maliciously.

The next thing happened was that the vixen was so crushed by the scholar's mighty power that he couldn't bear to show his tail. The author was also unscrupulous. The vixen, the husband, the husband, the good brother, screamed...

The intimate and explicit words poured out from Seventh Brother's glamorous lips, but his steady reading voice gave people a strange fascination. Hearing this, Xia Yunze's ears turned crisp, and he stretched out Er Kang's hand to Seventh Brother, begging: "Don't ...Don't read it..." If you read it any longer, your brother will really be screwed, and European and American girls can't save me!

"Promise!" Seventh Brother sneered, turned a page back with great interest, and exclaimed, "Huh? This vixen is a man!"

"What?!" Xia Yunze's whole body trembled, and the European and American girls in his mind instantly disappeared.

He turned over and read with Seventh Brother's finger. The more he read, the more grief and indignation he wailed, "Fuck! The hot chicken author lied to my feelings! What the hell are you wearing as a male fox?!"

Xia Yunqing was not happy anymore, rolled up the book and knocked it on his head, snorting coldly: "How dare you point fingers at Sang and scold Huai?"

It was only then that Xia Yunze noticed that he, the seventh brother who was accustomed to wearing men's clothes, was wearing a palace dress for the first time this time, with plain clothes and red embroidery, rings and jingle bells. With this peerless beautiful face, he really looked like a fairy descending to earth.

No... What is he doing here dressed like this?It's not just to read a little imperial essay to yourself, is it?

He was already wilted when he saw the vixen's gender, and he secretly rejoiced in his heart that I was still a straight and straight boy, and seeing Brother Qi's delicate and beautiful face, he doubted his own cognition again.

His seventh brother touched his lips with his index finger, gestured for him to silence, and pricked up his ears to listen.

Xia Yunze didn't dare to show his anger, his expression was mixed with surprise and doubt, and he was stuck in a stalemate for a cup of tea, when he heard the announcement from the little eunuch guarding the palace gate: "The emperor has arrived——"

Xia Yunze regained his energy, and was about to get out of bed to pick him up. Xia Yunqing stuffed him back into the quilt, covered his mouth with one hand, and wrung his thigh with the other, causing him to grunt in pain, and his eyes filled with tears instantly .

He understands what Seventh Brother means, not only to pretend to be sick, but also to sell miserably, right?But you don't need to be so ruthless!It hurts to death... Hiss!

Xia Yunqing let go of him, and looked with satisfaction at the pitiful face of his ninth younger brother who dared not speak out, with tears in Xingren's eyes, sickly and weak, and aggrieved.

He himself also lowered his brows and lowered his eyes, put away his rebellious body, and showed a rare obedience and dignity. He greeted the emperor at the gate of the main hall, and saluted the emperor. It's all Xiao Qi's fault, Xiao Qi is willing to be punished, please don't blame Jiu'er."

The fiery and arrogant princess suddenly became low-browed and pleasing to the eye, so pitiful, anyone's hard heart would have to be softened, not to mention that he had always favored this daughter, the emperor couldn't bear to scold the seventh princess for causing trouble, the majestic princess is at the feet of the emperor Do you still have to swallow your anger?

Xia Yunze listened to his cheap father's gentle words to appease his seventh brother, and he also promised to investigate the assassin's matter and give his daughter justice. He admired Xia Yunqing's acting skills with all his heart. Oscar owes you a golden man, seventh brother!

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming towards the inner hall, Xia Yunze put his long hair back on his head, showing a pale and tearful face, struggling to get out of bed and salute.

When the emperor saw the child who had suffered an indiscriminate disaster, his heart softened even more, and he thought that although the Seventh Princess had a violent temper, she still cared for her younger sister—he didn't know that Xia Yunze's thigh was pinched green by the Seventh Princess—he said a few words of consolation, and rewarded him. The next pile of jewelry and cloths overwhelmed him.

Finally, he poked Xia Yunqing on the forehead with a smile, and sighed: "You child is still too reckless. You have been confined to Changrui Palace for a month to grind your temper. You are so irritable and irritable. What should you do when you get married? Do you also let the son-in-law come in?" Gong Xiangzhen cried out that his wife is as fierce as a tiger?"

"Pfft!" Xia Yunze burst out laughing uncontrollably, meeting his seventh brother's knife-like eyes, he couldn't laugh anymore, and thinking that Yan Chengbi, whom the emperor wanted to order for seventh brother, was his own uncle, instantly wanted to cry.

"Father, what kind of person is Seventh Sister-in-law?" Even if he got the wrong script, he still struggled to continue acting. Xia Yunze suddenly possessed a white lotus, and asked silly and sweetly: "A mother like Seventh Sister...cough , Heroes of female high schools, don’t they need to be matched with a peerless hero!” Anyway, a scholar like his uncle is not suitable for him!

"What nonsense are you talking about!" His seventh brother pretended to be shy, and when the emperor was not paying attention, the flying knives shot out from the corner of his eyes, about to poke him into a sieve.

The emperor was amused by the pair of "little sisters". He sat down and drank a cup of tea, and then drove away to visit Concubine Shu who was said to be bedridden due to fetal gas.

After sending the emperor away, his seventh brother had a fierce look on his face, clearly wanting Qiuhou to settle the score, Xia Yunze shrank under the quilt and added fuel to the fire: "Seventh sister, go back and ground your feet, or the seventh brother-in-law will go into the palace and cry. "

Unexpectedly, his seventh brother didn't press him to fight, instead he sighed and asked, "You don't want Yan Chengbi to be my son-in-law?"

of course!Don't say you have other lovers, dear brother, don't forget that you are a man!If he cheated on his uncle, even if he was an airborne nephew, he would jump up and object.

"That's easy, just ask him to make an appointment before Chunwei." Xia Yunqing snorted coldly, suppressing the faint anger in his heart, reached out and took out the volume of scriptures from under the pillow, and asked, "Do you still want to read it?" ?”

"Don't read it, don't read it." Next time you pick a book, you have to keep your eyes open, and you can't pick up the basket full of vegetables.

I thought Seventh Brother would destroy the corpse and wipe out all traces of that thing, but he put it in his arms and stood up to say goodbye.

... Forget it, it's a pity to be confined for a month, and I will let Eunuch Huang go out to find more small story books and send them to him in the future.