Stranger and Chen in the Palace

In the imperial garden, Lian Feng ruthlessly threw Lian Huang to the ground.

Lian Huang said angrily: "Brother, why are you stopping me?"

Lian Feng said angrily: "Don't forget, who is our master!"

"He is not good to Mr. Xue, as you can see, he wants to kill him—" Lian Huang roared angrily.

As secret guards, they usually hide beside their master to protect him at any time.

Therefore, both of them saw the scene just now clearly.He wanted to show up to stop his master, but he himself was stopped by his elder brother, and watched as his master almost killed the person he liked.

Lian Feng looked at his younger brother, and there was a little more helplessness in his voice: "We are secret guards, we cannot be emotional."

"Who says you can't, big brother, if one day the master kills me, won't you be sad?" Lian Huang asked back.

Lian Feng shook his head: "Master won't kill you, do you think he didn't see your feelings for Mr. Xue?"

Lian Huang was taken aback, and Lian Feng continued: "Don't forget, Mr. Xue likes the master, not you!"

The last sentence made Lian Huang's eyes dim instantly.

Lian Feng patted him on the shoulder and smiled bitterly: "Our life is just a shadow, so why bother ourselves."

In the prime minister's mansion, Xue Jingting waited anxiously in the flower hall. When he saw Xue Zimo coming back, he hurried forward: "Where is the child?"

Xue Zimo looked at his father for a long time before saying with difficulty: "My child, I have already gone..."

Thinking of the fate of that child, my heart felt like a knife was twisted.

Xue Jingting's eyes sharpened: "Ling Yichen killed that child?"

"He didn't!" Xue Zimo hastily denied, slowly avoiding his father's eyes, "The child died of typhoid fever on the way to the palace..."

Suddenly there was a shrill scream at the door, and the two of them saw that it was Ling Muxue who had just rushed over after hearing the news.

She had just given birth, and when she heard the bad news suddenly, she passed out immediately.

Xue Zimo hurried over to help her up, and anxiously told his servants, "Go and ask for a doctor."

A servant nodded, and hurriedly ran out to find the doctor, and several maidservants hurriedly sent Ling Muxue, who was unconscious, back to the room, and Xue Zimo was also going to go together.

Xue Jingting stopped him and said in a deep voice, "Princess, I will send someone to take care of her. Come with me."

Xue Zimo had no choice but to follow behind Xue Jingting as promised, and the two entered the inner hall.Xue Jingting looked at him: "Mo'er, resign with Weifu and leave here."

"Resign?" Xue Zimo looked at his father in astonishment.

Xue Jingting nodded: "Yes, I will resign tomorrow, and we will leave here together."

Xue Zimo was stunned, wouldn't resignation mean that he would never see him again?

Xue Zimo shook his head.

Seeing his refusal, Xue Jingting said urgently: "Didn't you want to live in seclusion for a long time?"

"Father, people change. Now I just want to show off my strengths in my career." Xue Zimo said guiltily.

Seeing the pinch mark on his neck, Xue Jingting sighed heavily, people will change indeed!

In the past, his Mo'er was indifferent and never cared about anyone, but now even if that person killed his child, or even wanted to kill him, he still refused to leave...

Xue Zimo lowered his eyes: "The princess will be taken care of by my father, I will go back to the palace first..."

"You can't go back!"

Xue Jingting was in a hurry, so he stopped him, what if the emperor attacked him again?

Xue Zimo whispered: "Father, he is the emperor, if I don't obey his will, it will affect his prestige in the court."

"you--"

At this time, he still cared whether it would affect Ling Yichen's prestige, Xue Jingting simply hated iron, turned around angrily, and stopped looking at his son.

Xue Zimo lowered his head and bowed to his father, and slowly left the flower hall of Xiangfu.

Knowing that Xue Zimo left the palace, Ye Pei hurried to the Imperial Garden to look for Ling Yichen, only to see him sitting in the pavilion with Shunde watching over him.

Ye Pei stepped forward and knelt down: "Your Majesty, Lord Zuo Xiang has left the palace."

Ling Yichen didn't move, but there was a pain in his heart, he really left!

Seeing that Ling Yichen didn't respond, Ye Pei frowned and said, "Your Majesty, Xue Zimo blatantly disobeyed your imperial edict..."

"So what?" Before he finished speaking, Ling Yichen stared at him and asked softly.

Ye Pei was dumbfounded.

Ling Yichen didn't look at him after finishing speaking, he just got up and left, Shunde didn't follow.

"Young Master Ye, His Majesty is in a bad mood, you should not bother His Majesty during this time."

Ye Pei turned to look at Ling Yichen's back, and asked without thinking, "Why?"

Shunde understood what he meant, and shook his head: "In this world, only Prime Minister Zuo can violate His Majesty's will, you should go back."

After Shunde finished speaking, he also left, leaving Ye Pei standing in the gazebo in a daze.

Ling Yichen came to Guanlan Hall, quietly looked at everything around him, nothing changed, except that Xue Zimo was gone.

He must be terribly disappointed in himself, the person who used to say he loves him is going to kill him now...

Footsteps suddenly sounded behind him, Ling Yichen turned around abruptly, it was really Xue Zimo!

Seeing Ling Yichen, Xue Zimo froze, stopped and did not move forward.

Ling Yichen couldn't believe it, he came back, he was willing to come back?

Staring at Xue Zimo in a daze, Ling Yichen stared at him, the bruised pinch mark on his neck seemed to remind him of his ruthlessness and ruthlessness towards him just now...

"I'm sorry!" Ling Yichen said sadly.

He really didn't mean it, really didn't...

Xue Zimo looked at him, and said lightly: "The princess will leave the princess mansion only because of her heart, please don't punish her."

"Okay, okay..." Ling Yichen nodded quickly, and reached out to caress the scar on his neck, but Xue Zimo dodged it with one step.

Slowly putting down his hands, Ling Yichen's eyes were gradually stained with sadness, he refused to forgive himself, did he?

Xue Zimo was silent.

After a while, Ling Yichen showed a miserable smile, and whispered to himself: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

As he said that, he left Guanlan Hall in a daze.

Xue Zimo walked into the bedroom slowly, staring at the warm jade pillow on the bed in a daze.

He didn't blame him for hurting himself, but he couldn't let go of how cruel he was to a child, and this cruel person was still the person he loved the most...

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Ling Muxue sat quietly on the bed, no longer crying, and there was deep hatred in her eyes.

"Princess, are you feeling better?"

Xue Jingting was a little worried that the pain of losing a child would not be relieved in a short while.

Ling Muxue raised her head, looked straight at Xue Jingting and said, "Father, don't you hate that he killed your grandson?"

"Mo'er said that the child died of the cold." Xue Jingting was unmoved.

Ling Muxue sneered, and the expression on her face became more and more resentful: "Why do you deceive yourself, he can kill your grandson today, and he will kill Brother Zimo in the future!"

Xue Jingting's heart sank, this was what he was most worried about, and Mo'er was so obsessed with Ling Yichen...

"Father, for Brother Zimo, kill him!" Ling Muxue gritted her teeth.

Xue Jingting frowned: "He is the emperor."

"So what, don't forget, there is also my second brother, who can also be the emperor." Ling Muxue said, "As long as you agree, I am sure to kill Ling Yichen."

Xue Jingting looked at her suspiciously. Seeing that he didn't believe her, Ling Muxue had to show her hole card and whispered her plan in Xue Jingting's ear.

Xue Jingting hesitated for a while after hearing this, but finally nodded in agreement.

Since the night when Xue Zimo left the palace, Ye Pei noticed that His Majesty seemed to have become more silent. He knew that all of this must have something to do with Xue Zimo.

But also on that night, he understood one thing, that is, he would never be able to replace Xue Zimo's position in His Majesty's heart.

His Majesty loves Xue Zimo with all his heart, but he is just a vent doll beside His Majesty.

From childhood to adulthood, he has lived in the shadow of others, and no one will care if his heart hurts, not even his beloved His Majesty...

Ye Pei quietly looked out the window, waiting for the man to come back, even if he couldn't see him, he was always by his side, not Xue Zimo.

But after waiting for a long time today, I still didn't see Ling Yichen come back, but Shunde came instead.

"Has Your Majesty not come down yet?" Ye Pei asked.

Shunde shook his head: "Your Majesty did not go to court today."

"Then where did he go?" Ye Pei's heart shuddered. Could it be that he was looking for Xue Zimo?

Shunde sighed: "Young Master Ye, you probably don't know that today is the memorial day for His Royal Highness, and His Majesty went to the imperial mausoleum early to pay homage to him."

Ye Pei was taken aback, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "I heard that the Fourth Highness died for His Majesty?"

Shunde nodded, his thoughts drifted away.

"A year ago, the traitor Ling Yihong led people into the palace. He drew his sword to assassinate His Majesty. At that time, His Majesty was surrounded by the rebels and couldn't escape. His Highness stood up and blocked the sword for him. It is said that the sword It's still worn through the chest."

Thinking of that gentle and frail young man, Shunde couldn't help feeling sad.

Ye Pei thought for a long time when he heard the words, and after Shunde left, he rushed to the imperial tomb.Sure enough, His Majesty was seen standing in front of the tomb of His Highness Fourth Highness from a distance.

Ye Pei stopped and suddenly didn't want to go there.

His Majesty stood there for a long, long time until the sun set and the moon and the stars rose.

After he left, Ye Pei walked slowly to the tomb of His Royal Highness, only to see the inscription on the stele: The tomb of the emperor's younger brother Ling Yize - the foolish brother Ling Yichen stands.

The cemetery is clean, apparently cleaned regularly.

Ye Pei caressed the writing on the tombstone, he recognized it, it was His Majesty's writing, and His Majesty's writing was just like his own, incomparably elegant.

Looking at Ling Yize's tomb, Ye Pei suddenly smiled bleakly, and muttered to himself: "In his heart, I can't even match you..."