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"I have seen the concubine mother." Song Xian nodded and said.

Xiao Lingming glanced at him, raised his hand and shouted, he looked at Song Xian as if he wanted to say something, but Emperor Wu pressed his waist and pushed him behind the screen.Xiao Lingming could only swallow his words, frowned, nodded and sat down behind the screen.

Emperor Wu raised his hand to cover his cough, and took a seat behind the low black lacquer mother-of-pearl table that was slanted casually. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Song Xian, saying, "You're so good, you can see mountains and rivers."

As soon as the emperor's words came out, Song Xian knew that the best answer at this time was to shut up obediently and not to say a word, so he just bowed his head and remained silent.

There were a few folds scattered randomly on this desk that was randomly placed outside, Emperor Wu covered his lips with one hand and coughed finely, and opened two folds randomly with the other hand, picked up a copy from the inside, opened it, glanced at it, then closed it and hummed He asked, "Is it your book?" He raised his hand and threw it in front of Song Xian's knee.

With a sound of "啪——", the emperor threw a copy in front of Song Xian. Song Xian leaned over to pick it up and opened it, and it was indeed the copy that pleaded for the elder brother.

The Son of Heaven said in a deep voice: "When it comes to your elder brother's affairs, Xianer is quite good at reading mountains and rivers. It's a beautiful piece of brotherly love. Every word is heartbroken."

"—but your eldest brother's crime has been confirmed." Emperor Wu snorted, "It's very thoughtful."

"My son dare not. My son will definitely not have such a heart, my father and emperor will learn from me." Song Xian felt bad, and hurriedly kowtowed.

He looked at the thick velvet bat carpet in front of his eyes, he didn't raise his head, so he couldn't see Emperor Wu's expression at the moment, he only heard the creaking of his robes, he was getting closer and closer to him, and after a while, Emperor Wu's voice came from above his head Gao Luoxia, "I see you are very brave."

Song Xian took a tight breath, thinking that today's failure would be inevitable, he made up his mind and was about to kowtow to admit his mistake.But who would have thought that the voice of the imperial concubine of the Ming Dynasty softly sounded from behind the screen at this time, "Your Majesty, Xian'er has always been gentle and indifferent to the world, he is not that kind of person."

Song Xian closed his eyes, thinking that this woman is an idiot. The courtiers were already very dissatisfied with her relying on the emperor's favor to let a saint adopt an adult prince. She didn't know how to shut up at this time, but came out to talk and meddle in political affairs.

If she interjected like this, if her father intended to attack, she might be charged with the crime of linking up with the harem.

But Emperor Wu was not as angry as Song Xian thought.He stared at Song Xian gloomyly, remained silent for a long time, and finally snorted angrily: "Take your son away, go back and teach him well!"

It turned out to be raised high, and gently put down.

Song Xian heaved a sigh of relief, kowtowed to thank him, thinking that this woman can be favored by his father for ten years, there is something to it.

The two walked out of the Hanyuan Hall, and the Imperial Concubine Ming took the lead to get on the rack. She buckled the armrest, and the palace servant who was being lifted up was obedient and didn't get up. Seeing this, Song Xian said helplessly: "Your Majesty, behave yourself."

She gave him a sideways look, and you know what rules mean.

Song Xian couldn't squeeze her, so he had to support his wife's hand and kicked her out.

Song Xian sat down slightly, then he thought about his words and said: "Xian'er acted inappropriately, thank you mother and concubine for pleading for my son."

Xiao Lingming leaned on the armrest, a round oriental bead dangling from his hairpin swayed slightly on his white forehead following the ups and downs of the frame, he didn't look at Song Xian, his eyelids drooped lazily, In a soft voice, he said slowly: "I thought you meant what a powerful character the East Palace is."

He curled his lips, "Don't overestimate yourself."

Song Xian felt that this was the way of the deputy's little daughter, and thought it was really cute, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "I'm not as good as you."

Xiao Lingming seemed to be very pleased with this, he cleared his throat in front of Zhaoyang Hall, handed Song Xian his hand and asked him to help him down.

Song Xian followed her into the inner hall and sat down. Before she could open her mouth, he explained the cause and effect by himself, counting it as reciprocation.

But after she heard it, she didn't say that Song Xian was reaping the fruit, but slowly lowered her eyes, and waved to Song Xian. Song Xian obediently stepped forward and knelt down beside her. She asked, "Isn't it the first time?"

Song Xian was somewhat happy with her, but it was far from being able to confess so much, so he just lowered his head and said, "It's because I was confused for a while."

Song Xian felt that she didn't believe it, and thought she would say something, but she just frowned slightly, looking at the red treasure ring on her hand, as if there was some unspeakable entanglement in her heart.

She was silent for a long time, and when Song Xian thought she would never speak about this matter again, she moved.

Xiao Lingming's soft palm fell on Song Xian's knee, and then he pressed it hard. He leaned over slowly, and put a white silk fan between him and Song Xian, saying: "Your Majesty is suffering from the pain of brother Yan Qiang." , This is the greatest taboo in the hearts of saints, if you continue to act like this, if a saint finds out one day and gets really angry and asks people to dig out all the things you have done, what should you do?"

"—that will kill you."

"—don't touch these."

The rhythm of her words was extremely slow, and it fell into Song Xian's ears softly and lowly, and then slowly sank to the bottom of his heart that had already been dried up day by day by the persistent desire for power.

It seemed that something subtle had sprung from the bottom of Song Xian's heart, making him itchy and sore, and he could hardly hold back the expression on his face.

Song Xian couldn't help showing a fragile and strange look on his face that used to be full of smiles, but before Xiao Lingming could take a closer look, he subconsciously withdrew everything.

Song Xian smiled reluctantly, "Would you like to tell me this..."

Xiao Lingming just said casually: "You and I are in the same boat now."

Song Xian's gaze fell on Xiao Lingming's face scorchingly. Xiao Lingming felt a little uncomfortable being watched by him, and raised his hand holding the fan to block most of his face.

But his hand fell into a warm palm in the blink of an eye. Song Xian held the back of his hand and pulled down his hand holding the fan little by little.

Xiao Lingming didn't struggle and let him hold it.

Song Xian's expression at the moment was familiar yet unfamiliar to him.

It was strange because he had never seen it on Song Xian's face, but it was familiar because...he had seen it many times by Emperor Wu's side.

Nowadays, when thinking of Princess Qinghe, I often show such nostalgic expressions.

——But he is right in front of Song Xian, who is he thinking about?

"What are you thinking?" He asked as soon as he thought about it.

Song Xian clasped Xiao Lingming's hand with both hands instead, as if it was a little difficult to say, he hadn't revealed his true heart to anyone for a long time, but at this moment he couldn't refuse his concubine's question.

It seemed that if the tenderness falling on him at this moment was not grasped in time, it would drift away and never be seen again.

"...my concubine mother... went away a long time ago... I was only seven years old at that time, and since then, no one has ever talked to me like this." Song Xian paused, "This is completely..."

Xiao Lingming reached out and gently brushed away the broken hair on Song Xian's cheeks, and said in a low voice, "I also have selfish intentions, not all for you."

Song Xian smiled, and with his smile, those fragile things were restrained under his gentle and handsome skin again, with the corners of his eyes hooked, he raised his hand and rubbed against Xiao Lingming with his index finger knuckles. "I kind of understand why my father likes you so much..."

Song Xian said, his hand followed Xiao Lingming's sharp jaw, and slowly slid to the white and full earlobe of his right ear.

Today Xiao Lingming brought a pair of multi-treasure long pendants with round and round east beads.The earlobe was pulled down a little, and it was slightly congested. It was already hot, but at this moment, when someone other than Emperor Wu touched it, it became even hotter.

But he didn't stop Song Xian from crossing the border and acting presumptuously.

He needs Song Hyun to like him.

He wants Song Xian to love him out of greed, and then love out of love.

Until the end, giving birth to his own heart of seizing the heir may involve the innocent fear of him.

Xiao Lingming knew clearly that if Emperor Wu found out about all this, Song Xianxu would die without a place to bury him.

But he had warned him.

——It was Song Xianli who wanted to confuse his heart and insisted on moths to the flame.