Daoists will flirt with me if they disagree

The emperor chuckled, sat down on the edge of the couch, and touched the mattress: "If I knew Fengyi was pretending to be drunk, I shouldn't have left you in this simple side hall to be wronged all night."

What else can the third son of Guo say, this is a serious crime of deceiving the emperor, but the emperor said it very fondly, as if he didn't want to punish his crime in his words, this is scary enough, he absolutely dare not speak, no matter The emperor couldn't see it, so he kept his head down and kowtowed, almost wanting to use his head to pierce the bed.

"Okay, get up." The emperor reached out and patted his arched back twice.

Fortunately, he patted twice and did not make any other movements. The third son Guo sat up straight in confusion.

He was about to tremble, frightened and terrified in his heart, cursing and flirting when he should show up when he should show up and when he shouldn't show up, and slandering the emperor for a while.

"If you don't want to rest, I will send someone to take you out of the palace." The emperor said.

"My minister has received Mu Huang's favor, and I feel...feeling..." Third Young Master Guo was thinking of words dryly.

The emperor interrupted him with a smile: "Feng Yi is young, how can she learn to be rigid like a court official, today is the first time you stay in the palace, how about I take you to enjoy the garden?"

"Weichen..." The third son of Guo felt bitter in his heart, and he couldn't say the word "Zunzhi" for a long time.

There was a sound of soft footsteps at the door, and Shouxi stood outside and said softly, "Long live Qi, Concubine Zhuang of Jingze Palace is dead."

The emperor and the third son Guo were both silent. The third son Guo was relieved that he probably didn't have to go to the garden with the emperor to enjoy the fun, and then he was nervous that something happened in the palace again, and he couldn't get up or down.

"It seems that I have no chance to talk to Feng Yi, please rest." The emperor got up to leave.

"Your Majesty, how can a humble minister stay out of this matter since he is in the palace?" The third son of Guo didn't know what he was doing wrong, so he opened his mouth.

The emperor raised his eyebrows: "Follow me."

The third son of Guo followed behind the emperor, and Shouxi led a few palace people to hold lamps in front to lead the way, and they all came to Jingze Palace.

Concubine Zhuang was probably carried to the bed, the quilt was stained with blood, the eunuch and court lady knelt down in front of the bed and wept bitterly, I don't know whether to cry for Concubine Zhuang or her own life is not long.

There was a strong smell of blood in the room, and the third son Guo felt something was wrong when he entered the room, and seeing Concubine Zhuang's body on the bed was also bloody and bloody.

The emperor looked at the court ladies and eunuchs, and frowned: "Shuyu, why is your mother missing?"

A court lady suddenly raised her head, knelt and walked a few steps to the front: "Your Majesty, I don't know. Your Majesty went to the Imperial Garden to beg to see the Emperor, and waited for half an hour in the Wangxin Pavilion. Suddenly there was a gust of wind. When the wind stopped, your Majesty was gone. It's dead. Your Majesty, I really don't know about this servant!"

"Why did your mother see me?"

"Your Majesty, she is happy, that's why she wanted to tell the emperor immediately." The maid named Shuyu cried out.

A long time ago, an imperial doctor also knelt on the ground, kowtowed and replied: "Go back to the emperor, a few days ago, Concubine Zhuang's phoenix body was unwell and I asked Weichen to see her. The empress is indeed pregnant for three months."

The emperor's expression darkened, as if he was very tired, he ordered the leading eunuchs and maids to prepare for Concubine Zhuang's funeral, and ordered Concubine Zhuang to be named Concubine Zhuang.

"Feng Yi will accompany me." The emperor said.

The Third Young Master Guo followed slowly behind the emperor, no one knew the turmoil in his heart, Concubine Zhuang's death was very similar to Huancui's, and it was not artificial at all, but no one in this palace confinement went on to investigate, only I'm afraid more people will suffer!

The emperor did not go back to the palace, but entered the imperial study, and the third son Guo had to follow.

Shouxi ordered the little eunuch to light incense and prepare tea for the emperor for supper. Seeing the emperor sitting down behind the imperial book table, he consciously started to study ink.

Mr. Guo San didn't want to sit and didn't dare to sit. Although he was absent-minded, he could only cheer up and accompany him.

"You step back." The emperor said.

Third Young Master Guo's heart skipped a beat, he raised his eyes and saw that the emperor was speaking to Shouxi.

The emperor drew up the imperial decree, put down his pen, and turned to look at the third son Guo: "Does Fengyi have a marriageable family?"

"...Go back to the emperor, no."

"Guo Xiang really treats you like pearls and jade, but he is reluctant."

"Your Majesty is just joking. This humble minister is really worthless in the Guo family. He is no better than the eldest brother and the second brother who can share the emperor's worries."

The emperor smiled: "You have spoken these few words smoothly, but are you unwilling?"

The third son of Guo turned pale and shook his head again and again.

"A man should have ambitions. There is a vacancy in Dali Temple, so how about I let Fengyi go?"

The third son of Guo hurriedly raised his robe and knelt down: "I don't know how to be a minister, and I don't have talent, so it's really embarrassing for this great task." He knocked his head to the ground and his body trembled.

However, he didn't hear the emperor's response for a long time, his neck was sore, he raised his eyes quietly, and saw that the emperor was lying on the imperial book table.

Fell asleep……

The third son of Guo didn't dare to act rashly, and knelt down again, and the emperor started snoring.

He stood up and stretched his hands and feet, stepped back lightly, turned his face and saw a thin quilt on the outer couch, with a thought, took the thin quilt and covered the emperor, in case the emperor woke up, he would excuse himself to leave.

However, the emperor was still soundly asleep, so he gritted his teeth at the void, let Zhixin take care of him when something happened, turned around and left the imperial study room, and closed the door gently.

It was in the dead of night when the third son of Guo escaped from the inner palace and made a detour to the Imperial Garden. Concubine Zhuang happened in the Wangxin Pavilion.

He didn't dare to carry a lantern, but fortunately there were red palace lanterns hanging on the four corners of the Wangxin Pavilion, fluttering in the wind, as if attracting people's souls in the dark night.

He was about to step up, when he suddenly heard a noise behind him, he quickly turned his head to look, Zhixin turned out from behind the rockery.

Third Young Master Guo lowered his voice: "Where have you been?"

Zhixin walked up to him, looked him up and down: "Someone is following you."

ah?The third son of Guo couldn't help being afraid, this was an extension of the imperial palace, outside the court hall, with countless eyeliners staring at him, he didn't know who it was.

"Don't be afraid, he doesn't remember anything." Zhixin said.

Third Young Master Guo nodded, and followed Zhixin to the Wangxin Pavilion: "Concubine Zhuang was killed here, in that strange wind."

"It's a demon." Zhixin said.

I don't know what kind of monster it is, how it came to the palace to harm people...

They searched for clues inch by inch in the dim light. It was strange that Concubine Zhuang's body was bloody and bloody, but there was no blood at all here. Could it be that the palace servants had cleaned it?

Huh?There was a little light under the stone bench. Mr. Guo third picked it up and saw that it was a piece of gold tin, which seemed to have fallen off from a woman's jewelry.

Naturally, such things are not available to ordinary court ladies. If they are discovered during the day, they should be picked up, which means that this thing was dropped here not long ago.

Third Young Master Guo gave it to Zhixin: "Master Daoist, do you know who owns this thing?"

"You are often in the palace confinement, just pay more attention. Ask me why."

"You—" Guo Sangong was suffocated by his question, "Wait for me to find out who it belongs to one by one. .”

Zhixin didn't say anything to refute, just took the piece of gold and put it away.

"Do you want to see the corpse?" Guo Sangong asked.

"So good."

"Conceal your body, I will take you to Jingze Palace."

Zhixin glanced at him, took his hand to hide his figure.

The two of them came to Jingze Palace. White cloth was hung on the lintel of the palace, and white lanterns were hung on both sides. The palace was brightly lit, and the maids and eunuchs were busy.

Shuyu took a few nuns to clean up Concubine Zhuang's body, and layers of concubine shrouds were spread out on the bed.

Don't look at evil, the third son of Guo closed his eyes and said silently, it's really not the time for them to come...

Zhixin squeezed his hand, pointed at Concubine Zhuang's body, and said in a secret voice: "There is something in the wound."

The third son of Guo didn't care about the etiquette anymore, he stared at Concubine Zhuang's scars all over her body with wide eyes, two of the scars seemed to have something embedded in them.

Zhixin stretched out his fingers and twirled a little bit, but for no apparent reason, he brought it up to his nose and sniffed it, the third son of Guo almost spat it out.

"Is it fragrant?" Zhixin wondered.

The third son of Guo shook his head and pointed to the bathtub: "It's not surprising that spices are added to the water."

While the two of them were discussing spices, Shuyu and the others had cleaned up Concubine Zhuang and put on her clothes.

"The Emperor is here—"

The eunuch's unique sharp voice called out, Guo Sangong trembled reflexively, Zhixin touched his hand and squeezed it.

It's okay, he believes in perseverance, no one can see them.

The maids knelt on the ground, the emperor stepped in and waved to them: "Go on." After saying that, he sat down on the chair beside him.

Shouxi came in from the outside and whispered in the emperor's ear, "There is no one in the side hall."

The emperor's face darkened, and he waved his hand.

Shouxi said to the maids in the room with a sharp voice: "The emperor wants to accompany Concubine Zhuang here, you can go outside and wait."

Regardless of whether the emperor or his old man has deep affection for Concubine Zhuang or other reasons, the third son of Guo can't care so much, he just thinks about Shouxi and said 'there is no one in the side hall', is he talking about him?Since the emperor was here, he naturally found that he was missing, and then sent Shouxi to the side hall to find someone, and he was naturally not in the side hall.

Thinking of this, the third son of Guo was sweating, he tugged on Zhixin's sleeve, and Zhixin clearly led him out of Jingze Palace.

The third son of Guo showed his body and said in surprise: "What are you going to do?"

"Of course I have to explain my whereabouts to the emperor, otherwise my head will be lost."

The third son of Guo came to the gate of Jingze Palace again and said loudly: "My minister Guo Fengyi begs to see the emperor."

After a while, Shouxi came out from inside, with a slight smile on his face: "The emperor is sad, Mr. Fengyi, let's go in quickly."

The third son of Guo entered the inner room and knelt down at the emperor's feet: "I deserve death for my crimes."

"What crime did you commit again?" The emperor seemed a little tired and asked casually.

"My minister didn't ask the emperor to go to the Wangxin Pavilion privately to save Concubine Zhuang."

"Oh? Fengyi's words are serious?" The emperor moved his legs and changed his sitting position, "Since this is the case, why do you need to go to the Wangxin Pavilion, let's help Concubine Zhuang save her life here."

"Yes."

The third son of Guo stood up, took off his official hat, revealing the plain hair bun underneath, adjusted his robes, and then began to recite the supernatural mantra.

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In fact, I don’t want to write something so complicated and slow, but once I write it, it will become Aunt Jiang’s...