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"Empress?" The Son of Heaven looked at the Empress amidst Yu Ya's sobs. His expression was indifferent, and he seemed completely unmoved by Yu Ya, who was crying on the ground, or by the Empress, who was crumbling on her knees.

The queen folded her hands in front of her body, her short and bald nails scratched the back of her hands subconsciously, she opened her mouth slightly, what should she say?

Saying that she didn't do it, she was framed by others, please Your Majesty to see clearly?

Did you say that Prince Xu Shirui's mansion Goulian Huang Guifei used her daughter to gain wealth and wanted to pull her down from the position of queen?

If you say this, maybe the palace people will believe it, the harem will believe it, and the courtiers will believe it.

— But the emperor would not believe it.

She and the emperor knew each other well, this post was just that person didn't want it.

One day he really wants it, but it's just a matter of a word.

And the emperor won't bother about her grievances, he only wants the harem to be calm, and wants the women to shut their mouths and eyes to his exclusive favor of the imperial concubine of the Ming Dynasty. disposal.

The queen closed her eyes, and her thin eyelids covered those eyes that had been shining and watery decades ago.

Her soul seemed to have landed in the darkness, staring soberly at the chilling and despair accumulated in her heart for decades, "I can't argue with this concubine, and I am willing to listen to the sage."

"Queen." Emperor Wu opened his mouth slowly, and then paused after uttering two words. He looked at the queen and was silent for a moment.

From the corner of the emperor's eyes, Xiao Lingming glanced at his side, who seemed to have nothing to do with him, but in fact the hand holding the fan was so tight that his blood was gone, and said in a deep voice, "The empress is forbidden to enter the Yong'an Palace. There is no edict. The six palaces are due..." The emperor He paused when he said this, he wanted to hand it over to Concubine Zhuang Guifei, but he thought about Prince Cheng, so he changed his words, "Leave it to Chen Zhaoyi."

When the Son of Heaven spoke, his eyes stayed on Xiao Lingming's body from the corner of his eye. As soon as the word "foot restraint" came out, his hands loosened inch by inch.

Emperor Wu snorted silently in his heart, got up slowly, and glanced at Princess Rui who was slumped on the ground, "Princess Rui is also sent to Ting Yuxuan to recuperate first, Qian Yun, please give her a closer look."

Seeing him leaving, Xiao Lingming got up and followed him, but Song Yu stopped him from following: "Concubine Ai, let's go back to Hanyuan Hall first, and I have to go to see Yuxuan's third concubine too."

Xiao Lingming had no interest in these at all, except for fearing that he would be affected at the moment when the Son of Heaven was sent down, he was all fugue the whole time.Now that he had something to say, he could sneak away, so he naturally ran faster than anyone else, curtseyed and quickly retreated.

Because he came in a hurry, he took the emperor's chariot and had to walk when he returned.There is no reason why he rides a chariot and the emperor walks.

Xiao Lingming has lived in the Dayuan Palace for nearly 20 years, but he still feels unfamiliar with every brick and tile inside.

When I was young, it was inconvenient to come out, and after that I just didn't want to come out.

Sui'er supported Xiao Lingming by the arm, and the two turned around the quiet corridor with fresh flowers hanging down. Since there was no one talking around, it was playful, "I haven't walked so far in the palace for a long time, and my feet are a little soft. .”

Xiao Lingming deliberately teased her, "It's just ahead, maybe you want me to hug...!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was suddenly pulled into the airtight storage room in the corner of the corridor by a hand stretched out from the corner, and then he was pinched by the waist and pressed against the fragile door panel that was closed by the backhand.

Xiao Lingming was startled, and subconsciously tilted his head back to prevent his face from hitting the door panel. At the same time, he poked backwards and relaxed when he touched the complicated python pattern on the man's body. Sui'er comforted him, "It's nothing, just wait for me."

Song Xian was pressed against him like he had no bones. Xiao Lingming moved and wanted to turn his head, but he was pressed even tighter by the people behind him. He didn't want to make a move, so he said helplessly, "You shouldn't be listening to the rain Xuan?"

Song Xian suppressed Xiao Lingming who didn't resist much, and brushed away the few strands of hair that fell from the back of his neck with his empty hands.

Xiao Lingming even tilted his head in cooperation, allowing Song Xian's gentle breath to spray on his exposed flesh.

His well-informed and knowledgeable reaction ignited Song Xian's dark fire even more.

The small piece of flesh on Xiao Lingming's neck that Song Yu had bitten out of the tooth marks was licked and bitten into his mouth without warning by his son, and Xiao Lingming, who had already been hooked by the emperor, was so excited that he had been left to dry until now, panting in shock. With a sound.

Song Xian's canine teeth grinded his small piece of flesh, and he said vaguely: "In the blue sky and white sun, you and the emperor have a good time."

Sweat dripped from the tip of Xiao Lingming's nose, and he sneered: "Wife and daughter are still listening to Yuxuan lying down, it's also very interesting."

Song Xian paused for a moment, then let go, and forced to turn the man around.

Song Xian looked at the tip of Xiao Lingming's nose, and couldn't help but think about how he looked on his father's bed.

His Adam's apple rolled, and his whole body stuck to Xiao Lingming's body, completely immersing himself in that familiar fragrance.He is a little shorter than Xiao Lingming, looking up at him burningly at this moment, "Don't worry about it, I've taken care of everything so I'm free."

After he finished speaking, he hugged Xiao Lingming's waist again, buried him in his neck, and said in a hoarse voice, aggrieved: "Xian'er just encountered a big change, you and the emperor came here like this..."

"When you were with Royal Father, your eyes didn't show any signs." Song Xian raised his head and kissed Xiao Lingming's lips, blinking his eyes. With his gentle and handsome face, it should be very Heart-warming soft words: "Look at Xianer more."

It's a pity that Xiao Lingming has gotten along with him a lot in the past six months, and has had a lot of bed exchanges, so he has figured out that he and Song Yu are the same thing in his bones.It's just that the position of the station is different, and the means used are different.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Song Xian, with a little contempt that would only come from someone who is completely in his hands, "If I look at you more in front of a saint, your head will move sooner or later."

Song Xian seemed to read it as concern and concern for himself, and smiled at him, "Then think of me more in your heart."

……

Listen to Yuxuan, the atrium.

The emperor asked something, Qian Yun nodded respectfully and answered, Li Fu followed three steps behind, as always, silent like a decoration.

However, these three people seem to be separated by a world, and the rustling sounds of the surrounding doctors and palace people are not intrusive at all.

"The old minister will take care of it carefully according to your wishes." The former head of the old courtyard obeyed the emperor's order, and bowed in response, "The minister will go to dispense the medicine first."

Emperor Wu hummed and moved his fingers again, and Li Fu followed quickly, "Saint."

"Since there is no one in Prince Rui's residence who can take care of your daughter, let's take her into the palace and raise her." Song Yu said carelessly, as if she was just talking about an extremely trivial matter. "Go back to Hanyuan Hall."

When the Son of Heaven returned to the inner hall of Hanyuan Hall, Xiao Lingming had already shed his daytime decorations, his hair was loose, and he was wearing a plain uniform with ink and landscape patterns.And Sui'er was sitting in front of him with a tense face, heard the sound of the emperor coming in, ignored Xiao Lingming, walked back quickly to the corner and kowtowed on his knees, "See the saint."

Xiao Lingming lost the person he was painting, he sighed and was about to get up, but was pressed by the emperor on his shoulders, and sat back down, "It's not the time to blame me for coming back, is it?"

"Don't dare tomorrow." Xiao Lingming moved his position to Song Yu, while looking at the half-painted painting with regret.Sui'er on the top is standing tall, not dressed as a court lady, she looks like an official lady with her hair accessories.

It's a pity that the face is only drawn with lines and no color.

Xiao Lingming handed the scroll to Sui'er, "Go and keep it."

Emperor Wu sat lazily by Xiao Lingming's side, and when Sui'er retreated with joy in his eyes, he raised his hand to hook Xiao Lingming's belt, and he obediently lay back on the emperor's lap.

Song Yu grabbed Xiao Lingming's hair and played with it, without saying a word, Xiao Lingming was pillowed on his lap, and there was only the sound of incense and candles burning in the hall for a while.

But just when Xiao Lingming was drowsily letting go of his thoughts, Song Yu spoke abruptly, his voice was low, as if it was a common gossip, but what he asked sent chills down Xiao Lingming's spinal cord.

"Ming'er doesn't want to be my queen so much? But is she still dreaming of leaving the palace in the future?" The emperor's tone was low and gentle.