Ugly Nuer

Because King Jing denied the poisoning of Cheng Huan, Xuanyuan Jing finally sensed something strange, and hurried into the palace to see Xuanyuan Lin.

There were still lights and festoons in the morning, but within a few hours, the atmosphere in the palace completely changed. Even the palace people who were lazy in the shade were gone. Looking around, almost everyone was as frightened as a bird, and their actions were full of apprehension. panic.

The wrath of the emperor has always been like this, Xuanyuan Jing said with emotion in his heart, and raised his feet to the Daming Palace. Xuanyuan Lin's appearance at noon today is really worrying. After hearing that he was out of the palace, Zhang Jinzhong went in to persuade him, and then he returned. After arriving at the Daming Palace, it's Shen Shi, but he still hasn't come out.

This has rarely happened in the past.

Xuanyuan Lin has always been diligent in administration, even more so than the former emperor. He spent almost all of his time in the imperial study during winter and summer, and never went to the harem to add fragrance to the red sleeves, nor did he sneak a moment in the Daming Palace.

After not going out for a long time, Xuanyuan Jing became worried.

He hurried to the back, halfway he met Lin Feng and two young eunuchs, all carrying burdens on their backs, walking towards him slowly, supporting Zhang Jinzhong.

He was startled: "What is this for?"

When Zhang Jinzhong saw him, he bowed tremblingly and saluted. As soon as Cheng Huan left, he became more and more haggard and decayed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked weak and pitiful. How polite... the deceased is gone, mourning."

He felt sorry for Cheng Huan, but also hated that iron could not be made into steel. After living in the palace for so many years, he was poisoned to death.

Zhang Jinzhong stood up with the strength of Xuanyuan Jing's support, and sighed heavily: "The emperor is merciful and let the old slave out of the palace to be raised. In the future, I am afraid that it will be difficult to see His Highness again. The old slave is here to say goodbye to His Highness." individual."

"Out of the palace?"

Xuanyuan Jing was a little surprised, although Zhang Jinzhong's current appearance does not seem to be able to serve others, but he doesn't have to go outside if he wants to be honored... I'm afraid Xuanyuan Lin doesn't want to see him anymore, saying it's grace, But why not exile.

What's more, at Zhang Jinzhong's age, he might not be able to wait for the rest of his life to enter the palace again.

Xuanyuanjing was full of sighs: "Since it is the emperor's grace, father-in-law must take care of it. If I have free time that day, this king will definitely visit."

Zhang Jinzhong smiled, but his face was still full of sadness, Lin Feng pushed away a step, let the little eunuch help Zhang Jinzhong go first, and then looked at Xuanyuanjing: "Your Highness is here to find the emperor? Just now you said you were going Tai Chi Hall, this meeting should have already gone."

Xuanyuanjing thanked him and went to the Tai Chi Hall.

When he got there, he found out that Cheng Huan had also been brought here by him.

"Your Majesty, although what I said is useless, I still have to say... take care of the dragon's body."

Xuanyuan Lin lit the incense, bowed three times towards the spiritual seat, and slowly inserted the incense into the incense burner: "I understand... I am not the first emperor, but now I am young and the government is unstable. Failed."

Having said that, seeing his blank face, Xuanyuan Jing always felt flustered in his heart, but he couldn't think of anything to comfort him, so he changed the subject: "The emperor thought that he wanted to deal with King Jing, so he came to the Tai Chi Hall to sue him. sacrifice?"

"I just remembered that it's been a long time since I visited Junfu, it's really unfilial."

"The first emperor... the empress is open-minded and doesn't care about trivial matters. I can definitely understand that the emperor is busy with government affairs and has no time to spare."

He swallowed the empress Xian, even though he knew that she had passed away, but there was no need to remind Xuanyuan Lin at this time, Cheng Huan just left, Zhang Jinzhong was sent out of the palace, Xuanyuan Lin was the only one left in the palace cold It was deserted, if he had nowhere to go, how could he come to this Tai Chi Hall, staring at the tablet in a daze.

"What's the matter with King Xian entering the palace?"

Xuanyuan Jing glanced around to see where Cheng Huan was placed. It was still midsummer, and although Cheng Huan had just been there for a few hours, he really couldn't stand the trouble.

He really didn't want Xuanyuan Lin to watch Cheng Huan rot and become inhuman.

He was full of thoughts, and was caught off guard by Xuanyuan Lin's yell, his heart trembled in shock, and it took a few breaths before he remembered the purpose of this trip.

"Prince Jing refuses to plead guilty, but now that the evidence is convincing, I think you don't need to bother, and just imprison him in the imperial mausoleum?"

Xuanyuanlin was silent, Xuanyuanjing knew his temper, if King Jing really took Cheng Huan's life, even with the name of killing his siblings, he would never make King Jing feel better, so he quickly explained.

"I didn't excuse him because of my blood relationship... But since I confessed to the crime of treason, I really don't need to cover it up... I think there may be something else going on."

Only then did Xuanyuan Lin speak: "I know."

Xuanyuan Jing couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, the emperor is the emperor, although he lost his love, he still had reason and was not blinded by the pain.

"He's plotting for the throne, so it's pointless to poison Cheng Huan."

These words seemed to be explaining to King Jing, but Xuanyuan Jing inexplicably heard an ominous breath, and sure enough, Xuanyuan Lin quickly changed the subject: "But it is always true that he tried to take Cheng Huan away. We must let him know what was wrong."

Xuanyuanjing sighed, the dragon has reversing scales, and if you touch it, you will die. Xuanyuanlin waits for Cheng Huan to enter the insurance, how can he allow others to hurt him but forget it.

"The minister will go back and interrogate..."

"I'll go myself."

He glanced at the spiritual seat again, turned around and entered the main hall, Xuanyuan Jing only took two steps and then stopped, looked inside through the gap where Xuanyuan Lin opened the curtain, and his pupils shrank immediately.

Could it be that he is dazzled?Why did you see Cheng Huan's eyes open just now?

He eagerly stepped forward, opened the curtain and looked over, but Cheng Huan was lying on the bed with a pale face.

Xuanyuan Lin ignored his recklessness. He wanted to take another look at Cheng Huan, but when he saw him lying peacefully like this, his chest felt like a knife and an axe. I had no choice but to lean on the table to stabilize my mind.

Xuanyuan Jing stared at Cheng Huan for a few moments, then suddenly asked Xuanyuan Lin: "How does the emperor plan to arrange him? Even this Tai Chi Hall is gloomy and cold, but it's summer after all, I'm afraid it won't last long."

Xuanyuan Lin closed his eyes and remained silent, obviously he didn't want to talk about this topic, but Xuanyuan Jing was suspicious, but he just couldn't figure it out, if Cheng Huan really didn't die, why did he ignore them, and how did he hide from the doctor's diagnosis of?

If he died, would he really be dazzled just now?

Could it be that he has reached the age of vertigo and deafness?

The more Xuanyuan Jing thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. Just as she was about to say something, Xuanyuan Lin couldn't bear his staring at Cheng Huan for so long. Although she didn't say anything, she walked out.

Xuanyuanjing had no choice but to lift his heels up.

The two walked halfway, and met Lin Feng who was rushing towards him head-on. Xuanyuan Lin didn't look sideways, but still strided forward. Xuanyuan Jing's heart moved: "Eunuch Lin, I have something to ask."

Lin Feng quickly bent over: "Your Highness, you are welcome, just speak up if you have something to say."

"How are the palace servants in this palace arranged after death?"

Lin Feng paused, guessing that this was to make arrangements for Cheng Huan's funeral, but he was really embarrassed: "Your Highness, the slaves in the palace, if not for the favor of the master, would be thrown into the dry well of the cold palace, or It is a mass grave outside the palace, if there is a funeral, I am afraid there will be no old rules to follow."

Xuanyuanjing's heart moved, and he felt that he had guessed the truth... But is the emperor treating Cheng Huan badly?Why do you want to go?

He didn't even hesitate to use such a tragic and decisive method of feigning death.

What went wrong in the middle, the two of them have come to such a point.

Xuanyuan Jing doesn't understand, but right now he has no way to ask Cheng Huan, who doesn't know if he is really dead... In fact, if the person is not dead, Xuanyuan Lin can always detect the clue by staring at people, but he is now Although he looked calm, he was afraid that he was in a mess long ago, and no amount of flaws could be seen.

As an elder brother, no matter whether he succeeds or not, give him another push...

After all, Xuanyuan Jue is the blood of the former emperor, although he was guilty, but he did not lose his title, so it is said that he was imprisoned, but he was only locked in a remote room, without chains, and his hands and feet were not bound.

But Xuanyuan Lin is out of mind now, Xuanyuan Jing was afraid that King Jing would jump over the wall in a hurry and hurt him by mistake, so before entering the door, he had someone tie King Jing to the pillar.

Xuanyuan Lin got down on the chair, raised his head and glanced at the ferocious King Jing, and said in a condensed tone, "I heard that you refuse to plead guilty."

"I admit what I did, and of course I don't admit what I didn't do...Don't try to accuse me of crimes."

Xuanyuan Lin raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, feeling a little unmotivated. In fact, he didn't have to deal with the mess now. Whether it was King Jing's rebellion or the murder of Cheng Huan, someone was investigating.

Even if he intervened like this now, he didn't do any real help.

But he can't stay in the imperial study, nor can he stay in Daming Palace and Taiji Hall, or even any place in the palace that Cheng Huan has been to.

He always saw that kid running towards him with a playful smile, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He knew in his heart that these were all fake. Cheng Huan was obedient and motionless now, and he would not run around like before, but his body was disobedient, and he was always looking around. He had no choice but to hide first.

Seeing that he seemed to be distracted, King Jing was quite dissatisfied: "Hey, you want to kill or cut to say something... I am not afraid."

It was only then that Xuanyuan Lin realized that he thought of Cheng Huan again, and the strange thing was that the pain in his heart was not so unbearable...

It's been a few hours, but are you used to it?

He tilted his body, raised his hand to his forehead, and raised his eyelids to look over. King Jing trembled at the sight of him, and looked away in fear. After a while, he felt ashamed again, and forced himself to look back. .

But he didn't want Xuanyuan Lin to step up to him at some point, looking at him with lowered eyes, Jing Wang swallowed his saliva in shock, shrank his neck and whispered: "What, what are you doing?"

"The virtuous king said that you will be stripped of your title and imprisoned in another courtyard of the imperial mausoleum."

King Jing was overjoyed. Although he would be imprisoned for the rest of his life, it would be better if he could not die. What's more, there are all his cronies in the imperial tomb. from.

He was a little more eager in his heart, hoping that Xuanyuan Lin would send him off sooner.

"But I won't. I haven't seen you for many years, so you can stay in Liangjing for a while longer."

Xuanyuan Lin suddenly smiled, he obviously had no expression on his face, but King Jing's hair was standing on end, and he always felt that these words were meant to be buried with him.