Shanhe Wanli'an

Chu Jingxing returned to his mansion restlessly.

"Hey, idiot, you are back, how are things going?"

A delicate girl's voice came to his ears, and he heard it and looked up at her.

I saw a girl with a graceful figure, leaning on the round table in an extremely bold and unrestrained posture, looking at him charmingly and slyly, and knocking melon seeds casually.

When Chu Jingxing saw her, the gloom in his heart was swept away, but he quickly remembered Xie Xian's words, and couldn't help feeling depressed again.

"The marriage between the two countries cannot be broken."

"When she was choosing a son-in-law, did she? She fell in love with you. Now that the new queen has announced to the world, it has become a firm fact. You kept her in the mansion, just to add to the jokes and conversations of the world."

"But she? She doesn't want to go back to the palace..."

"Then she? It's impossible to hide in your Prince Xuan's mansion for a lifetime."

Chu Jingxing remembered how realistic Xie Xian's words were, and it directly shattered his long-standing fantasy.

"I don't know what happened between you during the period when she fled to your mansion. But? I can tell you very clearly that the choice is in your Majesty's hands, in her hands, and not in yours alone. .do you understand?"

"Hey, idiot, what's wrong with you?"

The crisp girlish voice filled his brain.He came back to his senses and looked at her in a blink of an eye.

Obviously it was? She? broke into his mansion unexpectedly, broke into his world with an arrogant but bright attitude, let him see a different her?, different from the eyes of the world...

But why? Only? He was deeply trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself.

"It's nothing." Chu Jingxing looked at her and smiled, "Uncle has already given me permission."

"Really?!" Princess Yanli exclaimed happily, and she patted Chu Jingxing's shoulder, "Then you should prepare well. Congratulations, your long-cherished wish for many years will be fulfilled in a short time."

Chu Jingxing was amused by her: "It's so fast, can it be done in Chengdu? I don't know..."

Princess Yanli sat across from him, patted her chest and assured: "Don't worry, I've always seen people very accurate, besides, there will be Zhen Guohou's House and Guo Shi's House to help you, success is only a matter of time."

Chu Jingxing bent his lips, and suddenly thought of something, looking at Princess Yanli with some hope hidden in his eyes.

"By the way, uncle knows that you are in my house. He said? If you don't go back, he will personally bring someone to fetch you."

Seeing her collapse with a smile, Chu Jingxing hurriedly said, "If... you don't want to go back, then you won't go back. There must be a way to keep you from going back! I, I can go into the palace and tell my father? I am happy..."

"Oh, forget it, I'd better? Go back, I've been hiding here with you, isn't it? Way, Yanliang's marriage can't be ruined in my hands, after all, it has been announced to the world, and everyone in the five countries knows it."

Princess Yanli propped her chin, and muttered with a bitter face: "The ghosts on the left and right are not looking for me."

"Hey, why didn't you say it? What are you happy about?" Seeing that Chu Jingxing had stopped talking, Princess Yanli asked.

Chu Jingxing shook his head, a forced smile curled up on the corner of his lips: "It's nothing, it's nothing."

He stood up and turned his back to her, and said unnaturally: "I'll go to prepare for entering the palace first, so I won't bother you."

Princess Yanli waved her hand at him: "Go ahead."

With his shoulders tensed, Chu Jingxing strode towards the door, when suddenly the person behind him stopped him.

He turned around and saw her? Sitting at the round table looking at himself? Smiling, that smile was familiar to him, weird, as if she had come up with some irritating bad idea.

"Hey, idiot, let me help you find out the truth."

Chu Jingxing was stunned for a moment, understood? What did she mean? Then he turned around and said in a cold tone, "No need."

Princess Yanli looked at his stubborn back, curled her lips: "Duplicity? Deception."

Two hours later, the carriage carrying King Xuan's banner passed through the market and slowly stopped at the gate of the palace.

The young prince got off the carriage and entered the palace with several guards.

He walked through the huge red walls and green tiles, and finally entered Chengqian Palace.

Emperor Liang was still sitting on the high dragon chair, his face could not hide his haggardness due to serious illness, and the wide dragon robe drooped on his body, which was extremely ill-fitting and empty.

Emperor Liang waved to him: "My son Jing Xing is here."

Chu Jingxing saluted: "My son please please father and emperor."

"Exemption."

"Thank you, Father, Ron."

Chu Jingxing stood up and realized that King Yu was there, so he said, "My brother was busy paying his respects to the emperor, but I didn't notice for a while, and I didn't see the emperor's brother there. Please forgive me, my brother."

"It doesn't matter." King Yu frowned indistinctly. For some reason, he felt that he was alienating him a lot.

Emperor Liang held the silk handkerchief, covered his bloodless lips, and coughed uncontrollably, as if he wanted to cough up his internal organs: "Why is my son Jing Xing coming to Chengqian Palace? What's the matter?"

The father's body is getting thinner and thinner day by day, and he is seriously ill. If she? Marries the father, will she be a widow at a young age?

Chu Jingxing said loudly: "Father, my son heard about my father's Longevity Day, and my father has not yet decided on a candidate to handle it, so my son came here to recommend himself, and asked my father for this job. The emperor is filial."

Emperor Liang showed a smile: "It's rare for my son to have this kind of filial piety, but the Longevity Festival has been asked by Jing Yu, and my will has been issued."

"Brother Huang begged?" Chu Jingxing looked at King Yu with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, "It's true if you think about it. In previous years, the emperor's Longevity Festival was organized by the emperor, and this year's handover to the emperor is also the same? As it should be."

"Brother Huang has always done things properly and beautifully. Let him take care of the Emperor's Longevity Festival. My son and minister can rest assured." Chu Jingxing withdrew his gaze from King Yu, and turned to salute Emperor Liang.

King Yu looked at him tilting his head unconsciously, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes sank, and his exquisite lips were tightly pressed into a line.

Emperor Liang: "It's good if you can think so."

"But since you have such filial piety, I can't let you down. The empress ceremony is coming soon, so you will be in charge of the empress ceremony."

As soon as Emperor Liang's words came out, it was like a thunderbolt striking Chu Jingxing's heart. He was stunned in place, and didn't answer for a while.

Seeing that he didn't reply for a while, Emperor Liang felt a little displeased: "Why, my son doesn't want to? Could it be that this statement of being filial to me is playing me?"

King Yu sensed something was wrong, and immediately said, "Father, if the fourth brother has filial piety, how can it be different? He came to ask for the Longevity Festival? It must be that, the fourth brother did not expect that the father would confer the title ceremony. The Five Kingdoms came to congratulate the grand ceremony, hand it over to him, he was so happy that he forgot to thank you. Right? Fourth brother."

Chu Jingxing quickly knelt down on the ground, lowered his head, and his neck was covered with veins: "What the emperor said is exactly what Erchen... thinks in his heart."

Chu Jingxing and King Yu chatted a few words with Emperor Liang in Chengqian Palace, and then left.

With a gloomy face, Chu Jingxing left King Yu behind.

King Yu was puzzled, he strode up to catch up, and stretched out his hand to stop Chu Jingxing: "What are you angry about?"

Chu Jingxing slapped off the arm in front of him coldly, and walked forward without looking back: "I didn't?"

King Yu took a deep breath, and chased after him again: "No?? Then why did you hesitate when the royal father handed over the empress ceremony to you? Why did you look like you were struck by lightning?"

Chu Jingxing walked faster and faster: "Don't worry about it!"

King Yu frowned: "I am? Your brother, how can you ignore it?!"

"If you don't want to pick it up, you shouldn't enter the palace today!"

Chu Jingxing stopped in his tracks, and looked at King Yu bitterly: "Am I entering the palace? For the empress ceremony!"

King Yu mocked: "What are you? Blame me for taking your job?"

"Yes! You have accepted the Longevity Festival for so many years, can't you give it to me this time?!"

King Yu's eyes were full of disbelief: "You are really crazy!"

When they were arguing, a group of eunuchs walked past them not far away, their graceful figures faintly showing on the pale pink curtains.

Chu Jingxing took a deep breath, trying to calm down his roiling anger. He rubbed the center of his brows with his index finger and thumb: "I'm sorry, Brother Huang, I was very angry at the moment, what you said is really not a thing."

King Yu waved his hand, he was puzzled: "So, what are you angry about?"

"Brother Emperor, can you stop asking?" Chu Jingxing grabbed King Yu's arm with both hands, put his head on King Yu's shoulder, his eyes were reddish, and he choked up, "Please."

King Yu raised his head, sighed helplessly, and looked meaningfully at Chengqian Palace, where the gate of the palace was closed.

"No matter what you are? The post-sealing ceremony is so overwhelming, what is the ceremony? After the Longevity Festival..."

At the same time, Prince An's Mansion outside the palace was much quieter.

Only? An Wang's bedroom was much more crowded than the previous day.

The housekeeper anxiously guarded the door of Wang An's bedroom, looked at the closed door, and raised his hand from time to time to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha..."

"Greatly merciful Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, you must protect my prince!"

"Namo Amitabha……"

The room is full of pungent traditional Chinese medicine smell, and white smoke permeates the entire bedroom.

An Wangchi sat in the tub with his upper body naked, soaking in the pitch-black medicated bath.The originally?handsome facial features were screwed together at this moment, as if he was enduring great pain. The black hair?had been wet with sweat and stuck to his face messily.

The medicated bath was scalding hot, with white steam constantly coming out. He panted heavily, and said through gnash teeth, "How sure are you?"

In fact, he knew the answer to this question in his heart, but he wanted to ask again.

"Less than three percent."

A voice like ice sounded.A man in white clothes stood outside the bathtub.

His eyebrows are hidden under the white water vapor, his handsome face is looming, and the dark red gold-plated Buddhist beads hanging on his chest show the identity of the master.

"Can't there be more? Daliang Dynasty, no, the national teacher with the most exquisite medical skills in the five kingdoms."

"Alas." A soft sigh fell into Wang An's ears through the water vapor.

"The confidence of the poor monk, isn't it? You can increase it by soaking in this medicinal soup for six hours, Your Highness."

Ji Min took a dagger, scalded it in the hot water beside him, took it out, wiped it clean, and then put it on the candle to roast it.

He showed a white and slender wrist, and when the dagger passed, a bloodstain immediately appeared.

He clenched his fists tightly and stretched his wrists over the tub, allowing his own blood to fall into the pitch-black medicinal soup.

"Ben? King knows why you help Ben? King." An Wang said painfully.

"If Your Highness fails because of being distracted, both the poor monk and His Highness will get backlash."

"You are all for Xie Xian." Wang An glanced at Ji Min, his eyes were full of sarcasm, and chuckled.

After a while, the white clothes were stained with blood.

An indifferent voice sounded, mixed with some helplessness.

"Look, what did the poor monk say? What's going on?"