The killer concubine of the sick prince

On June 28, the 21th year of Meng Qing, the rainstorm continued for three days, and Emperor Meng Qing urgently ordered seven princes to enter the palace.

The eldest prince Zhao Rui'an, who was far away in the Huguo Temple on Qingping Mountain, returned to the Western Capital, and the eleventh prince who had just turned ten years old also entered the hall to face the saint.

Only Zhao Ruixi, the son of the former empress, was excluded.

Declare that he has officially become a useless person in the battle for the throne.

Countless people wanted to pay a visit, and wanted to laugh at how it felt for the fourth prince, who had always been the leader, to be sentenced out now.

Zhao Ruixi turned a deaf ear to these, and quietly sipped tea and played chess in Prince Xi's mansion.

It has been raining continuously recently, he is a little bit chilled by the wind, and he is always groggy.Jiang Jiuyi also lost the desire to go out for a stroll because of the rain and the sudden revelation of her life experience.

Zhao Ruixi made a wheelchair only because of lack of physical strength, not because she really has mobility problems. Now that it is raining and the road is muddy, Jiang Jiuyi simply carried the person out and in to save trouble.

Zhao Ruixi didn't even feel ashamed, and even showed off to Nan Duo in Jiang Jiuyi's arms.

Nan Duo was so angry that she wanted to beat up this shameless person, but her own nephew still took care of her, and she couldn't even beat her up.

Days of rain made the room dark and cold. Zhao Ruixi's body was still not well. Seeing Jiang Jiuyi put him down, he stretched out his hand and said, "My lord is so cold."

Jiang Jiuyi, "..."

He felt the room, is it really that cold?

But Zhao Ruixi is a sick child, or a sick child who is always too sick to hold on, and this matter cannot be considered with common sense.Jiang Jiuyi could only sigh, and walked over to cover Zhao Ruixi with a quilt.

"The quilt is also cold."

Zhao Ruixi's self-pitying tone gave Jiang Jiuyi goosebumps, "...then what do you want?"

"I want Yi'er to warm my hands."

He even blinked while speaking.

Although Zhao Ruixi is still a sick child, but this is an extremely good-looking sick child, with exquisite facial features, delicate and fair skin, and even a moist red glow on his face.

Those beautiful eyes sparkled, as if saying two words "come on" to him.

Jiang Jiuyi passed by.

Hands clasped, even the sound of rain became the accompaniment.

The rainy night outside was cold, the lights in the bedroom were flickering, and the shadows overlapped. Jiang Jiuyi felt the joy of soul trembling in this kind of thing that he had never experienced before.

The two seem to be exchanging each other's lives while breathing.

For a long time, Zhao Ruixi pressed Jiang Jiuyi's forehead, only to see that there was a cloud of mist in those almond eyes that were always distinct in black and white, as if they were leading him to go deeper.

And Jiang Jiuyi is like a gluttonous cat, still wanting more tirelessly.

Sweat dripped down Jiang Jiuyi's cheeks, but he actually rolled the sweat into his mouth, and even leaned over to look for his lips.

Zhao Ruixi stroked Jiang Jiuyi's sweaty hair back, revealing the plump and smooth forehead of a young man.

He went to kiss the side of the boy's neck, his voice was drowned in the intimate kiss, "This is the last time."

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After the rain, the sun shone into the room.

Something moved between the messy blankets, and Jiang Jiuyi suddenly emerged from between the blankets and Zhao Ruixi's arms, squinting her eyes to see the long-lost sunshine.

He propped himself up to get up, but he was caught off guard and pulled into bed again.

"It's dawn, Zhao Ruixi gets up."

Zhao Ruixi struggled all night last night, and he didn't know the severity of the taste. Now he is very weak, but Jiang Jiuyi is as energetic as a normal person, pestering him to ask for it again and again.

"Aren't you tired, Yier?"

Jiang Jiuyi no longer has feelings for Zhao Ruixi's fleshy "Yi'er", but he really doesn't feel tired, and the bruises on his body have all disappeared.

Jiang Jiuyi stretched out her arms and neck, the marks left by Zhao Ruixi last night were almost gone, "I'm not tired."

Frustration suddenly flooded his heart, he hugged Jiang Jiuyi, and said in a muffled voice, "You make me feel like a failure."

Jiang Jiuyi was confused, "Failed?"

After one night, Jiang Jiuyi, who was supposed to be weak, seemed to be fine, but now he felt that he had no strength to work hard, which made all the warm mornings he had expected come to naught.

"The king is hungry."

Jiang Jiuyi blinked and tentatively said, "Shall I serve you a meal now?"

"Go."

Zhao Ruixi watched Jiang Jiuyi's back go away, then put on his clothes and stood up, "Changsheng, come in."

"My lord, last night the emperor urgently ordered the prince to enter the palace, but the edict to inform you was sent out today."

Zhao Ruixi waved his hand, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips for a while, "Since he is merciless, we——don't need to take it into consideration."

At the same time, Zhao Ruiyi, the fifth prince who entered the palace to meet, was called away by his grandma, and there was another woman in the palace.

"See Fifth Prince."

The fifth prince, Zhao Ruiyi, who always had a sunny smile, lowered his face for the first time, and the door closed behind him, leaving only the fifth prince, this woman, and the old maid who had been with the old queen for many years in the huge hall.

Zhao Ruiyi's eyes were heavy, and suddenly the young man smiled, "Long time no see, Miss Dong."

The old maid looked satisfied, and then quietly hid herself in the hall.

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Zhao Ruixi got dressed and slowly boarded the carriage to Zhengjin Palace under Jiang Jiuyi's gaze.

Since Emperor Meng Qing urgently ordered the princes to enter the palace last night, these princes have not left the palace until now, and it is unknown whether it is a blessing or a curse for him to enter the palace at this time.

However, Zhao Ruixi was not worried at all. If it hadn't been for the continuous heavy rain, maybe this drama would have come earlier.

Now, it depends on whether he, a benevolent emperor and father, has the ability to distinguish right from wrong and discern the subtleties.

Walking through the long palace road, it was clearly the place he was most familiar with, but it became more and more unfamiliar. Zhao Ruixi folded his sleeves with both hands, and walked forward step by step. Every step seemed to be measured and exact.

All the way to the royal study——

"See Your Majesty."

Before Meng Qinghuang could utter his furious curses, an urgent report came from outside the study.

"Report-"

"Report to Your Majesty, the river dam in Yuzhou broke its embankment, and a epidemic broke out in Xiangzhou in the south. Someone brought a Wanmin umbrella and went straight to the Que Tower to complain!"

Zhao Fuqing's eyes darkened, and then he said angrily: "Where is the security department of the capital? The refugees are kept outside the city and are not allowed to enter the capital! The servants of the Ministry of Household Affairs, the Ministry of Officials, and the Ministry of War are ordered to enter the palace, and the chief assistant Jiang Bingyu is ordered to enter the palace."

Zhao Ruixi stood quietly in a corner of the study, witnessing Zhao Fuqing's unstoppable and formless anger.

He thought, he should thank his concubine well, if he hadn't been concerned about the drought in the southwest, he would not have sent troops to follow Jiang Chonglin south in advance.

And now, the Wanmin Umbrella from Xiangzhou has finally arrived in Xidu after the heavy rain.

It's just that he didn't expect that the estuary of Yuzhou would break its embankment at such a pass.