Dianxia Qingcheng

Outside the palace, there was a sea of ​​blood, and the bluestone boards were covered with blood.

The guards of the Eastern Palace were all beheaded by Jin Yiwei, leaving no one behind.

The situation is changing rapidly, and the prince Qi Hanlian, who was arrogant just now and wanted to force the palace to abdicate, now has a broken finger, kneeling on the ground and twitching continuously.

Pei Zheng looked at him coldly, waved his hands, and several Jin Yiwei dragged Qi Hanlian to the outside of the hall.

The emperor was also helped out.

At this moment, there are many officials outside the palace, all of them were escorted to the palace because they don't know, they are all discerning people, what happened in the palace tonight can be known at a glance.

The emperor stood still at the gate of the hall, "The prince of the Eastern Palace, Qi Hanlian conspired to rebel and hurt the prince. Today, one of the princes will be abolished and sent to death row, waiting to be punished!"

The ministers kneeling below kept silent, the emperor was angry, and everyone dared not speak out.

"Prince's henchmen, dismiss all officials, punish the clan!"

As soon as these words came out, several ministers immediately kowtowed and cried again and again.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

The emperor closed his eyes and ordered Qi Hanlian and his henchmen to be dragged down.

"All my lovers know that my body is inconvenient, and the crown prince is one, and I have long wanted to belong to him."

Someone below sneaked up to look at Qi Changfeng who was standing behind the emperor, but Qi Changfeng's eyes were blank, his consciousness was erratic, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"To avoid future troubles, I will announce now that the new crown prince will be appointed."

All the officials below buried their heads lower in awe, but they did not hear the emperor's next words for a long time.

Pei Zheng, who hadn't shown his face all this time, stood beside the emperor, stretched out his hand and dragged out the emperor's wrist.

With firm eyes, he slowly shook his head and said silently, "Your Majesty, no."

All the ministers thought that the person to be erected was the fourth prince, Qi Changfeng, but Pei Zheng knew that was not the case, the person whom the emperor wanted to erect was the person he was holding in his arms.

But Pei Zheng has done so much, but he just doesn't want the villain to be the prince.

If the emperor made the decree now, it would be even more troublesome to reverse it in the future.

Therefore, in any case, the emperor cannot be allowed to name the candidate for the crown prince right now.

The emperor pondered for a long time, but finally did not continue.

After the ministers were dismissed, the emperor was already sweating profusely, and was helped back to rest on the dragon couch.

Qi Changfeng was also leaving the palace to go back to his mansion, so Pei Zheng sent someone to send him back, in fact sending someone to monitor his every move.

Jiang Yubai rushed over at a trot, saw Pei Zheng and Qi Changyi from a distance, and hurriedly asked them, "Are you all right? Are you two injured..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the bloodstain on Qi Changyi's neck, and was startled, "Your Highness, how did you do it here!"

Taking a closer look, fortunately the wound was not serious, it was just a cut through the skin and bleeding.

"Master Pei, wash his wound first, apply this medicine, and then wrap it with gauze, otherwise it will be very painful if he rubs against his clothes when the wound is not healed."

Pei Zheng took the ointment.

Someone in the inner hall shouted, "Physician Jiang, come and see the emperor, the emperor has vomited blood again!"

"coming!"

Jiang Yubai turned his head while walking into the inner hall, "Forget it, I still don't feel at ease with His Royal Highness's appearance. I'll go to your house to have a look when I'm busy with palace affairs."

Pei Zheng watched Jiang Yubai's figure disappear behind the inner hall, and then walked away with the person in his arms.

Sitting in the carriage back home, the little man has been nestling quietly in Pei Zhenghuai, not moving or speaking.

Pei Zheng cut his hair, raised his hand to touch his chin with great pity, looked at the wound on his neck, and couldn't help but think that it was too light to cut off only four fingers of Qi Hanlian just now, and he should have chopped off directly. drop his arm.

It is enough to order people to move their hands and feet in the death row.

He took out a handkerchief, and gently rubbed it on that fair and tender neck, wiping off a small piece of blood, which made the person in his arms tremble.

Pei Zheng leaned over and let out a sigh of pity.

"Does it still hurt?"

The little man didn't speak, but the tears had quietly spread to the end of his eyes.

Pei Zheng lowered his head again, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and lightly licked the bloodstains. The warm and moist touch melted away the dried bloodstains, making them slightly moist and sweeping away the pain.

After tasting the sweetness of the blood in his mouth, Pei Zheng withdrew the tip of his tongue and kissed the white jade beside him.

This time, the little man who was still trying his best to hold back the tears fell down with a "pop".

Then a pair of eyes are like spring water that has broken the embankment, wet the eyelashes, and come with wind and rain.

Subconsciously, Pei Zheng stretched out his hands to hold his cheeks. He saw the pain in his eyes, and his heart ached.

"Why are you crying, sweetheart, did it hurt you? Huh? Then I won't do it, okay?"

Pei Zheng lowered his voice to comfort, hugged and kissed for a few words before the little man spoke.

"Brother Pei"

"Um,……

The little man cried heavily, and grabbed the skirt of Pei Zheng's chest, with blue veins popping out of his thin white hands.

"Brother Tang is dead, Brother Tang, is he dead?"

Pei Zheng's body froze suddenly, and his breathing became heavier, "Okay, don't cry dearly, tell me, who told you?"

"I heard what the prince said"

Qi Hanlian?

He is also secretly monitoring the situation on the frontier?

But such a big matter, why didn't my spies send any news?

Pei Zheng calmed down and felt that further confirmation was needed on this matter.

But the little man believed it was true, and wept like a tearful man.

"Don't cry for now, okay? I'll send someone to investigate this matter. If there is no confirmation, it may not be true, right?"

Pei Zheng patted the back of the person in his arms softly to comfort him.

The carriage arrived in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the person in his arms was tired from crying and fell asleep. Pei Zheng carried him out of the carriage and came to his room.

Ask Chengfeng to find out the news, and then Pei Zheng takes care of the sleeping little man in the room.

He took off his outer robe, wrapped it in a soft quilt, and gently wiped the scar on his neck with a wet handkerchief.

"Brother Tang" Qi Changyi moaned in his sleep, "You have to be good"

After speaking, he continued to sleep.

Pei Zheng squeezed the handkerchief in his hand, then threw it aside.

Standing behind him was a little servant girl who was unfamiliar, so she hurried over to pick up the handkerchief on the ground.

Pei Zheng looked sideways, "Who are you?"

The little servant girl explained tremblingly, "My lord, my servant was rescued by His Highness on the street. Her name is Wu Xiuxiu, and she is now a servant of the mansion."

Pei Zheng waved his hand and let her go out.

The room became quiet again, and the medicine was given to the little man lying on the bed, and Pei Zheng sat by the bed.

It seemed that he had some nightmare again, the little man frowned tightly, and was still muttering something, and would say "Brother Tang" from time to time.

Pei Zheng's eyes were gradually covered with a layer of frost, and the sore feeling in his heart blocked his chest tightness, but he couldn't attack it, so he could only endure the fact that his nose was not his nose, and his eyes were not his eyes.

Sometimes he really doesn't want Zhao Litang to appear in front of him again.

When Chengfeng came in, he saw his master sitting by the bed, staring at the sleeping person on the bed without blinking, his eyes were fierce as if he wanted to eat the person in front of him, but the movement of tucking in the quilt with his hands didn't stop. Soft and outrageous.

"Master, I just received a report from the frontier. There are indeed rumors from the barracks that General Zhao has died in battle, but it is said that no one has seen the body with his own eyes, and the situation on the barbarian side is also a bit strange recently, and it has subsided. It’s been almost a month since we took the initiative to attack, so something must have happened in the frontier.”

Pei Zheng thought for a while, then slowly narrowed his eyes, "If the person is not dead, then there is only one possibility."

Chengfeng said seriously, "General Zhao, could it be that he was captured? But it's impossible. If the barbarians captured General Zhao, they would have killed him immediately. How could there be a truce for no reason?"

"There's a reason, let's check."

"Yes!"

Take the wind to exit the door.

The candlesticks in the room flickered twice and went out immediately.

Pei Zheng undressed and went to bed.

As soon as the arm was stretched out, the warm little person automatically retracted into his arms, rubbed against his neck, sniffed in the crescent of his neck, and then softly whimpered twice, calling "Brother Pei", Go back to sleep.

A bright moon hangs in the sky, reflecting thousands of miles of stars.

General Zhao, you better not die, Pei Zheng thought.

As soon as the sky dawned, Jiang Yubai appeared in the prime minister's mansion, barged directly at the door of Pei Zheng's room as if there was no one else around, and began knocking on the door "orbitally".

"Your Highness! Your Highness! Wake up, the sun is already drying your ass, hurry up and get out! Your Highness___"

The door of the room was suddenly pulled open, Pei Zheng was wearing a thin underwear, his hair crown was not tied behind his back, his handsome face was as cold as ice, and his eyes looking at Jiang Yubai were filled with murderous intent.

Jiang Yubai was so frightened by his staring that he staggered back two steps and stood at the bottom of the steps.

"Hahaha, Mr. Pei is here too. Didn't you go to court today?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Jiang Yubai realized that because the emperor was seriously ill, he hadn't been to court for a long time.

"Well, I'm not looking for you, I, I'm looking for Your Highness." Jiang Yubai waved the ointment in his hand, grinning harmlessly with white teeth, "I'll come

The one who delivered medicine to His Highness, is His Highness's injury better?"

The door closed again with a bang.

Jiang Yu Bai raised his hand and wanted to throw the pot in his hand to the door, but he calmed down after thinking about it.

"Don't get angry, don't get angry, I'm open-minded, and I don't look like a beast. It looks like I haven't eaten meat. Poor Uncle Jiang has to follow behind and serve you hard. He came here early in the morning to take this anger, dressed like a beast Still not satisfied, what else do you want, not for the sake of your highness, I will throw this medicine on your face today"

"Whose face are you throwing at?"

A voice suddenly came from behind, making Jiang Yubai turn his head sharply in fright, and the tip of his nose brushed against some unknown squishy object.

Chengfeng stood in front of him, and the distance between the two of them breathed and heard each other.

Jiang Yubai's eyes widened, and he could see his enlarged face from Chengfeng's light amber pupils.

He quickly took a big step back, his earlobe was reddish, he didn't know whether it was from fright or anger.

"You, you, how can you eavesdrop on someone's speech!"

Cheng Feng didn't change his expression, "I didn't eavesdrop, I listened in an aboveboard manner."

Jiang Yubai's face turned pale for a while, then turned blue, and he said through gritted teeth, "Your Prime Minister's Mansion doesn't have a single good thing!"