The hours of pain won't be long, but they won't be soon either, but there will always be a head...

Jun Zixu propped up his exhausted body, and next to him lay Mu Hong's peaceful sleeping face.

If possible, if possible, he hoped that time would stop at this moment and not go any further...

Maybe Mu Hong was exhausted, even though he was stared at by Jun Zixu, he still didn't wake up.Jun Zixu deeply imprinted Mu Hong's face in his mind, then put on a piece of clothing casually, endured the burning pain in the backyard, and walked out of Jinghe Palace step by step.

"Where are you going?" Jun Zixu had just walked out of Jinghe Palace when he was stopped by Xiao Linzi.

"What? Do I have to explain to you, a little eunuch, where the prince is going?" Now Jun Zixu is no longer in the middle of infatuation and romance, and now he has something he wants, and he walks out of Jinghe Palace At that moment, he understood what he should do best.

"Slave dare not!" Xiao Linzi lowered his head in horror, not daring to look at Jun Zixu again, and not daring to stop him.

Jun Zixu walked towards the palace gate step by step with great difficulty.He already had the right to freely enter the palace, so when he walked to the palace gate, those people didn't stop him, they were just curious about the little marks on his body.

Of course, Jun Zixu didn't care about these eyes, if he did, he wouldn't casually put on a piece of clothing and leave.

When Mu Hong woke up, he found that the person who should have been lying on his left side was gone.At first, I thought I was looking for Yue Yun to apply the medicine, because Jun Zixu had always been like this in the past.He didn't know that this time was different, this time he would never see him again, or get news from him...

After so many days, Qian Heming regained control of the court.Since he hadn't been in court for a long time, and those ministers could already be said to be obedient to the regent, they didn't think much of Qian Heming, the real emperor.

Such a situation is very bad for Qian Heming.If Mu Hong came to rebel or something at this time, his throne would definitely be lost.However, fortunately, Qian Helin, the crown prince, is not easy to be for nothing, and has a certain majesty.

"Could it be that I haven't been in power for too long? Lovers have forgotten my methods?" Qian Heming sat on that high seat, looking coldly at the trembling ministers kneeling on the ground.I secretly disdain it in my heart.

"I'm terrified! It's just that your majesty can't do anything about it!" The old minister and prime minister Zhang Xin stood up first, and said to Qian Heming in a very pertinent tone.

In fact, it was Qian Heming who wanted to remove Mu Hong, the regent.Being an emperor is suspicious, even if that person likes himself so much.But no one can guarantee that one day he will suddenly want the throne and take it away.What's more, even if Mu Hong doesn't have military power, he can easily get the throne.His image is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.The fear of being an emperor is that another person will win the hearts of the people, and he will lose the hearts of the people.

"At the beginning, I allowed Mu Hong to be the regent because of his ability, and my illness has not recovered. Now that I have recovered, what is the use of the regent?" When Qian Heming said this, it could be said that There is no emotion at all, just a block of ice.

"My son also thinks this is inappropriate!" Qian Helin, who hadn't opened his mouth all this time and watched them oppose Qian Heming, suddenly interjected.

Qian Heming's phoenix eyes glanced at Qian Helin's body, that look seemed to express his dissatisfaction with Qian Helin.

"Now is not the time." Qian Helin then added.

Yes, now is not the time!When is the right time?Probably only Qian Helin knew about it.

Qian Heming was about to ask something, when suddenly a familiar but unfamiliar voice came from outside the Jinluan Hall.

"Xuan Guo's crown prince is really as rumored." With a hearty and clear voice, a white figure walked into the hall.

Qian Heming frowned slightly, this person...

"What? Lin doesn't know me?" This person was An Qing who was unknown back then.

"I know. Of course I know." Qian Helin smiled gently and continued, "The monarch of the Li country, An Ruqing. The king with the most tyrannical methods in the legend. How can I not know him!"

An Qing, oh no, it should be An Ruqing.He was not surprised that Qian Helin would know his identity.To be precise, he suspected that the other party would let him follow him to Beicheng because he knew his identity.

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Explain what you didn't explain, and write what you didn't write, so that you can write the word "end" with peace of mind! ! !Just get rid of Mu Hong! !Xiaocheng really wants to end it sooner, so he can concentrate on writing "The Emperor Wants to Divorce His Wife" and then start the side story that Xiaocheng most wants to write! ! !Cough cough, too much nonsense, don’t forget to bookmark and recommend~~~

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