Convinced by the crying bag beauty

Back in time two days ago, the newly-adult carrier pigeons passed through the clouds and mist and landed in the high imperial city, took a breather and continued to fly.

Before dawn, the guards on patrol saw the pigeon, remembered the instructions above, and pretended to be blind.

The pigeon stopped at a flower window in Qianning Palace without any risk.

There was a cooing sound.

Ji Ying glanced at the sleepy queen, and Yan Xiu was awakened.

In fact, even Ban Yue Yanxiu didn't sleep well. Once she fell asleep, she either dreamed of her daughter lying in a pool of blood, or dreamed of her daughter yelling "Mother, save me" over and over again.

Difficulty sleeping and eating, the appearance of the queen lost two points, and the whole person looked thinner and thinner.

"Sleep again, I'll go take a look."

Yan Xiu shook her head slightly, and sat up with the quilt: "I'm with you."

She insisted on not sleeping, Ji Ying had no choice but to dress her carefully.

His slender fingers ran through his jet-black hair, and his heart softened: "Axiu, that's my child too, with me here, no one can hurt her."

"His Majesty……"

The Queen nestled in his arms.

Pigeons who have just grown up do not understand the love of adults, and keep cooing impatiently.

Ji Ying smiled and stepped off the big bed, stepping barefoot on the thick woolen blanket on the ground.

The window opened, and the pigeon made a circle towards Dayan Chao's most beautiful emperor, showing off its graceful adult figure.

His Majesty the Emperor was amused, and he casually took off the small note two fingers wide tied to the pigeon's leg.

"Axiu, look."

Yan Xiu lowered her eyes and suddenly remembered the scene of Xi Xi lying in a pool of blood in the nightmare, her legs and feet were so weak that she almost couldn't stand up: "She, how dare she..."

Yeah, how dare she.

Who gave her the guts to hurt my flesh and blood!

Ji Ying embraced the woman he loved, and there was a deep evil spirit in her beautiful eyebrows.

He was born in the cold palace, and grew up like walking on thin ice. The road to becoming emperor is full of thorns. Before, there was the Queen Mother Yan who killed his mother and enemy.

To say that there are only two blessings in this life, one is to have a wife, and the other is to have a daughter. The daughter has been homeless for 18 years, and the thieves are still endless.

"Come on!"

When the great eunuch Yang Ruo heard the sound, he didn't dare to offend the empress, so he just waited outside the door to listen respectfully.

"According to my will, I want spring hunting, and I will send someone to do it immediately."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Ji Ying looked at the direction of Fushou Palace by the window, and smiled lowly for a long time: "Stand still, what if I give you a chance to take revenge? Are you going to move or not? Brother Sanhuang's 'heroic spirit' is watching you from the sky What about mother..."

……

Among the former emperor's sons, the most hopeful to win the crown prince is the third son of the Empress Dowager Yan.

It's a pity that the third prince angered the emperor for some reason, the emperor changed his mind, and finally saw clearly which of the seven sons was his best son.

The first emperor was seriously ill, and he preferred the fourth son of the emperor to be the heir.

The third prince was dissatisfied with Ji Ying's secret assassination, but was killed by the extremely clever Ji Ying.

Yan Hui had a son and a daughter, both of whom loved their lives more than their lives. Ji Yu died beyond the limit.

On the surface, Ji Ying regards Yan Hui as his mother and respects him as the queen mother, but secretly, the two people who have blood feuds wish each other to die without a whole body.

Does Yan Hui hate Ji Ying?

Of course hate!

He wished he could eat his flesh and drink his blood, and hated him until midnight, dreaming of being ashamed of his son who died early.

Does Ji Ying hate Yan Hui?

Hate even more.

It is no exaggeration to say that Yan Hui is the beginning of Ji Ying's childhood tragedy.

Yan Hui entered the palace as a concubine at the age of 15. At that time, the lord of the harem was still Yin Yun, who was a generation of virtuous queens. Unfortunately, Yan Hui framed her and was relegated to concubine by the former emperor and left the cold palace.

Ji Ying was born in the Hall of Hehuan, and he still remembers the feeling of his teeth chattering because he couldn't burn charcoal in the hall in the cold winter months.

He even remembered how Yan Hui poisoned his mother!

The 11-year-old Ji Yingdou won his brothers to sit on the throne of God, endured and hibernated for 20 years, and became the universally recognized emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

He is a legend in his own right.

The hatred of killing one's mother is irreconcilable, and the hatred of seizing a daughter cannot be dispelled without blood.

The spring day was slightly cold, and the morning breeze blew in. The news of the emperor's spring hunting flooded into Fushou Palace like a tide.

This is an opportunity.

A chance to kill Ji Ying to avenge the emperor.

The Empress Dowager Yan was sitting heavily on the large carved chair, Ji Qingyao was in a state of panic, with a faint blue eye, it seemed that he hadn't slept well.

"Grandma..."

"What did the Marquis of Yiyang say?"

She was taken aback: "Wei Hanqing wanted to keep his 'daughter', but Mr. Wei couldn't stop his son, he was afraid that what Yan Qing did would affect his family, so he couldn't make up his mind.

"However, there is not much time left for him. He has to make a decision, whether to fight for a stable future, or wait for the empress to settle accounts. As long as the old man doesn't want to end his children and grandchildren, he will choose the former.

"Furthermore, Marquis Yiyang has hatred for His Majesty."

"Why do you hate it?"

Ji Qingyao said with a smile, "Hate for taking his wife."

The emperor who ranks number one on the beauty list is the dreamer of many women.

It is not difficult for Yan Qing to like Ji Ying, after all, Ji Ying's personal charm is more outstanding than his appearance.

"Last night, Aijia dreamed about the emperor's son..."

Ji Qingyao couldn't get in his mouth, and didn't dare to answer rashly.

"That's it."

Yan Hui made a decision: "Bring Ai's warrant, and you leave the palace secretly."

With the big event imminent, Ji Qingyao said bluntly, "Yes!"

Now, only when the Empress Dowager dies and the Empress Dowager takes power, can she survive.

People do not destroy heaven and earth for themselves, and Princess Jiaorong left Fushou Palace without looking back.

The sky is surging.

Spring hunting, may I ask who is the prey?

As soon as the emperor's order came out, the hunting matter was quickly pushed into the process.

Yan Qing stepped into the Shocking Insects Courtyard with one foot, and at the same time, Ji Ying and Yan Xiu's Luanjia arrived at [Liuyun Hunting Field] after traveling for two days.

"I've seen Mrs."

"I have seen Mrs."

The servants of the Shocking Insects Courtyard respect the mistress very much, but they don't know what kind of resentment is hidden in the heart of this seemingly gentle and beautiful woman.

Wei Pingxi was in the bamboo pine hall to make tea, and his true energy circulated freely in his body, endlessly.

She was dressed in plain white clothes, without any decorations in her hair, and her well-maintained long hair was tied with a black headband. Her waist was slender, her legs were long and straight, she was sitting gracefully and loosely, her eyes were like stars, and her lips were The color is bright red.

This is what Yan Qing saw when she crossed the threshold.

She froze.

The emotion of reluctance was fighting with the venom that entangled her heart like algae, and she saw Wei Pingxi's seductive appearance hidden in her brows, and her heart was shaken for a moment.

This wavering is not obvious.

When she stood still, her desire to kill was strong again.

"Mother."

Yan Qing took a good look at her, and did not respond as gently and softly as in the past.

Wei Pingxi focused on making tea calmly.

Emerald Agate was sent away early by the lady, and she didn't know what happened in the courtyard.

The atmosphere is stagnant.

Yan Qing seemed to see a hole in the face of her 'daughter' who had been raised for 18 years. Looking at it, she sighed in her heart: "You are very similar to him, but you are not like him."

A faint celestial spirit followed Yan Xiu, her complexion was not as gorgeous as Ji Ying's, but she also learned Ji Ying's devotion.

"Do you blame me?"

"Where did mother come from?"

"You should blame me."

Yan Qing said to herself: "I ruined your whole life, let you be born without the company of parents, I gave you a home, and what I gave was an incomplete home..."

Nothing like this happened in my previous life.

In the previous life, Wei Pingxi died in a daze, and she didn't know who harmed her until she died. In this life, the woman who poisoned her didn't even bother to put on a show.

"I'm not your mother, I'm your aunt. But I don't want to be your aunt."

Yan Qing grabbed her clothes and sat down, sitting at the place closest to Wei Pingxi, with an obsessed look: "I lied to you. You are His Majesty's daughter, born of Yan Xiu's October pregnancy."

Without questioning, without glaring and arguing, Yan Qing sighed: "You really know."

Wei Pingxi stared at her silently.

"It's good to know, you know, Yan Xiu and His Majesty know, and I can be ruthless to kill you."

The murderous intention was put on the bright side. The person opposite was still indifferent, Yan Qing was surprised: "Why don't you speak?"

"I have nothing to say."

"How can you have nothing to say, I have raised you for 18 years, and when you are dying, how can you have nothing to say?"

"You are crazy."

"Yes, I'm a madman."

"But I don't want to be a fool and be manipulated by you."

Yan Qing was puzzled: "Did I treat you well?"

After being sad, suffering, struggling, and resentful, Fourth Miss Wei's face was calm: "That's not what I want."

"What do you think is good?"

The tea boiled, and Wei Pingxi lifted the lid of the copper stove: "A normal mother, a normal family, is fine."

"I see." Yan Qing said with a smile: "Your wish is really simple, forgive me for not being able to do it."

She licked her fingers and looked at her adopted daughter's pretty face unscrupulously: "I'm jealous of Yan Xiu, I hate Yan Xiu, I'm jealous that she has a lover like Ji Ying, and I hate why she can't love me all the time.

"She has loved me for more than ten years, and I am used to her love. I am a possessive person, and I like the feeling of being held in her palm.

"But halfway through her love, she ran off to love someone else.

"I was unwilling to do so, and wanted to see which wild man stole her heart.

"Looking at it, I saw Ji Ying dancing gracefully in women's clothing.

"I met him once when I was young, he was very down and out at that time, if he was not careful, he might die.

"A down and out prince naturally cannot attract my attention.

"I didn't expect him to grow as long as possible, his dance not only broke my sister's heart, but also broke my heart.

"But it's useless to regret. Ji Ying and Sister A are in love.

"I'm late.

"Regret is the most useless thing, but isn't what people love to do? Regret again and again, I put myself in the role of sister.

"They like trysts very much. Ji Ying is a gentleman, and Sister A is a dignified and virtuous family daughter. The tryst between the two of them is actually very boring. They just sit together drinking tea, dancing, reciting poems and painting.

"I can see it hot.

"That's when I first learned about love. I dreamed of Ji Ying kissing me under the moonlight countless times.

"When I woke up from the dream, I thought, if Ji Ying marries Elder Sister as the empress, it would be good for me to be his concubine, serving him together with Elder Sister.

"I don't want to leave Sister, and I'm also obsessed with Ji Ying.

"It's a pity that Ji Ying welcomed Sister as the queen, and abandoned the Sangong Sixth Courtyard for her alone. From then on, I hate people who are devoted to love."

Yan Qing laughed wildly: "I treat you like a lover, but it's ridiculous that you respect me like a mother.

"That's all, so we can live a lifetime. If you don't know it, I will teach you. If you don't dare, I will teach you too.

"If Sister and Your Majesty don't know the truth, I will always treat you like a pet.

"Since the day I secretly changed you, I have presupposed many possibilities. One of them is to stay with you until we grow old, and the other is to kill you when I can't hide the truth. I will take revenge on Sister, and let me Ah Si will never forget me in this lifetime."

Wei Pingxi's knuckles turned white, and he smiled suddenly: "If the truth leaks out, but I don't know anything, and you want to kill me, what will you do?"

She was asking about death in a previous life.

Yan Qing pondered for a moment: "If you really don't know anything, I won't do it myself. I will find a way to poison you with your brother's hand."

She unpacked a pack of finely ground medicinal powder and poured it into a teacup: "This poison is called Wangyou, and I specially prepared it for you."

Wangyou dissolves in water and steams.

"Drink it."

She pushed the teacup over.

"I don't want to die."

"You have no choice."

"Ancestor Xuanyin belongs to you?"

"Didn't you already guess it?" Yan Qing smiled and said, "She is right outside the door, do you want to meet her?"

Seeing this is death.

Drinking medicine is death, and being beaten to death by Gu Chenzi is also death.

This is the dead end that Yan Qing prepared for her.

Feeling confident, she didn't take her "good daughter" seriously.

"Aren't you afraid that I will hold you hostage and threaten her?"

"Just try."

It was Gu Chenzi standing outside the window who spoke.

Wei Pingxi sighed softly: "Do you think I'm a fool?"

Before the words fell, the white shadow became the wind.

"Want to run?"

Gu Chenzi hugged Yan Qing's waist, stepped on the lightness kung fu and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The world's number one master abducted his wife to leave the mansion, followed by twelve Xuanyinmen protectors with deep inner strength, Wei Hanqing appeared from the corner, his brows were furrowed, and he almost wanted to kill a fly.

Flowing Cloud Hunting Ground.

Yu Zhi was by the empress's side.

Wei Pingxi flew hundreds of miles away in a hurry, and poured magic down to the sixth floor of the third realm.

"You have made great progress in martial arts, but I have underestimated you." Gu Chenzi put down Yan Qing, and said in a deep voice: "Protect Madam."

"Yes! Sect Master!"

The twelve protectors formed a circle around Yan Qing.

Behind Wei Pingxi, a hundred masters waited for a long time.

Hundreds of people chorused in unison, and the sound was like thunder: "By His Majesty's order, please invite Patriarch Xuanyin to enter the urn!"