right after

Inside Zixiao Pavilion, the atmosphere is heavy.

Inside Su Zi's bed tent, Xiao Jingyu's face was bluish-black and lifeless, his eyes were closed tightly, he was very thin, and his handsome outline was sickly and out of shape.

The imperial doctors surrounding the dragon bed put away their medicine boxes and shook their heads and sighed.

"Your majesty, you passed out for several days without taking any medicine, and your wounds continued to deteriorate, causing you to have a constant high fever. You are old and incompetent. Your majesty's pulse is as light as a feather and will disappear at any moment. I am afraid that the time is approaching. The empress should prepare earlier for the aftermath."

This is what the imperial doctors said all the time.

Mo Xiangli was furious when he heard that, and with red eyes, he blamed Yan Zijin, who was on the sidelines and said: "Prime Minister Yan, the emperor was fine when he went out, and you sent me back like this, no matter what, you can't justify it." Blame, someone dragged him down and beat him a hundred times!"

Yan Zijin came back from the frontline battlefield, and he was restless every day along the way. He knew that Xiao Jingyu was assassinated and his life was dying. He, the minister who accompanied him, must be the first to punish and question the crime, but he still had concerns at home and did not want to die because of it.

Yan Zijin suppressed the pain in his heart, lowered his head and explained calmly:

"The army is always well-defended, so I don't know how the assassins got in. We won the small battle that day, and as soon as we got back from the battle, someone reported that the emperor was assassinated in his bedroom. I only wish I could not take that sword for the emperor."

"I don't want to listen to your explanation. It was you who killed the emperor. Somebody dragged him down to hit him with a hundred slaps." Mo Xiangli lay beside Xiao Jingyu, his chest heaving violently, touching his lover's pale face, weeping unacceptably .

The guards on both sides came up to drag Yan Zijin down, when Han Qing was staggered by his son and dragged into Zixiao Pavilion, shouting: "Wait!"

Although Yan Zijin said he abducted his woman, he was a talented person, so it's a pity that he was beheaded for nothing.

"Tan Lang, it's almost time to die, brother..."

When Han Qing arrived, Mo Xiangli seemed to have found a backbone. He stood up and leaned into his arms, ignoring the eyes of the people on the left and right, hiding in his arms and weeping sadly.

In fact, outsiders thought that Han Qing and Mo Xiangli were brothers and sisters, even Yan Zijin and Li Junye didn't know about it.

"Don't cry, Yan'er. The guards in the barracks are tight. Xiao Jingyu's assassination was not Yan Zijin's fault. Beating a scholar who doesn't know martial arts with a hundred slaps is no different from killing him. Just ground him at home and reflect. "

Han Qing comforted Mo Xiangli, glanced at Yan Zijin who was full of self-blame and said to her.

Mo Xiangli didn't want to let him go so easily, so he ordered bitterly: "This time, my brother begged for mercy and spared you from death. Capital crimes can be avoided and life crimes cannot be escaped. From now on, you will be deprived of the position of prime minister, and you will be confined in Yan's mansion." You are not allowed to take a step, if you dare to take a step, you will die, and someone will drag him down."

Yan Zijin didn't expect Han Qing, a rival in love, to intercede for him. After saving his life, before being taken down by the guards, he solemnly knelt down with red eyes and said, "Thank you two queens for your kindness."

While Han Qing was comforting Mo Xiangli, Xiao Jingyuan let go of Han Qing's hand, ran up and hugged Xiao Jingyu, who was unconscious on the bed, tears fell like beans, gradually turned and cried loudly: "Father, don't you Die, stepfather, father, save him."

Standing quietly by the bed, Han Qing took Xiao Jingyu's hand to check the pulse, and said coldly with thin eyes: "The pulse seems to be weak and weak, and it will dissipate at any time. If you can't save it, wait for death."

Xiao Jingyuan cried even more fiercely, out of breath, Han Qing stroked his head, and whispered irritably, "You cry like your own father."

Xiao Jingyuan cried and felt wronged, turned his head and grabbed Han Qing's hand firmly, insisting that he save Xiao Jingyu before giving up!

Xiao Jingyuan sobbed and pleaded: "Father, father, you are so good at saving father and emperor, I don't want our family of three to be separated, please, woo woo woo..."

Han Qing's head got dizzy from the quarrel, and he looked embarrassed, and he couldn't beat and scold the child, and his face was helpless.

Mo Xiangli stepped forward and hugged Xiao Jingyuan, pulled off his claws that were holding Han Qing, slapped his butt viciously, and said angrily, "Your father is hopeless, don't make trouble for no reason."

Xiao Jingyuan had never seen his mother being so angry at him, he was frightened for a moment, tears welled up in his eyes, he paused for a moment, then he felt even more grievance, thinking that his mother didn't love his father.

Han Qing stopped Mo Xiangli from beating the child, hugged Xiao Jingyuan in her arms, and said softly, "Okay, I will definitely save your father, Yuan'er, don't cry."

Xiao Jingyuan hugged Han Qing's neck tightly, and wept softly with his small face on his shoulder. His blue clothes were wet with tears. The little guy was pitiful, and Han Qing felt very distressed.

Han Qing stopped Mo Xiangli from beating the child, hugged Xiao Jingyuan in his arms, and coaxed him, "Okay, I'll save your father, don't cry."

When Mo Xiangli saw her brother, who was so used to accommodating children, she was about to say a few more words when Han Qing gave her a stop look, and she swallowed her words helplessly.

Xiao Jingyuan stopped crying slowly, Mo Xiangli asked the maid to take him down quickly, Zixiao Pavilion was finally quiet.

Han Qing looked at Xiao Jingyu, who was about to die for a long time, and was thinking about a good strategy when he felt Mo Xiangli approaching, hugged him intimately from behind, and said affectionately and ambiguously:

"Brother, Xiao Jingyu is dead, I have dealt with the two prime ministers, and no one will stop us from being together. Tomorrow, I will let the ministers register Yuan'er as the prince. From now on, you and I will rule the world together. If you become the emperor, I will Are you happy to be your queen?"

Han Qing slightly parted his lips, his narrow eyes moved secretly, Mo Xiangli's hands and feet were dishonest, and he stretched out his hand to tear off Han Qing's belt, and shouted with lust in his eyes, "Brother..."

While Han Qing was in a daze, Mo Xiangli pushed him on the bed like a wolf like a tiger. Xiao Jingyu's body was pressed against Han Qing's body, and Mo Xiangli was pressed on his body, feeling a little absurd and weird.

Mo Xiangli looked down at Han Qing who was at a loss, and confessed affectionately: "My good brother, I miss you every night."

Han Qing felt a little psychedelic and exciting. He used to go to the front of the mountain and the mountain would not move, but now the mountain moves with the shadows, and his sister touches him from time to time. Is this the baseness of human beings?

"Sister, let's go to another place." However, even so, Han Qing still couldn't refuse Mo Xiangli, and began to get distracted, which was also his low nature.

"No, I'm going to be here." Mo Xiangli said with a smile, full of the pleasure of ambitious Xiao Jingyu.

Han Qing glanced secretly. Emperor Mo, who wanted to die, suppressed the discomfort in his heart and had no choice but to follow her.

While the two were messing around and indulging in desire, Han Qing saw that Mo Xiangli was getting more and more mischievous, so she grabbed the thief's hand that was kneading his buttocks, and said with a wicked smile, "I've grabbed your hand!" , good sister, where are you going?"

Mo Xiangli was drunk and indulged in pleasure, and when he heard Han Qing's words, he suddenly realized something was wrong, covered his mouth with his hands, stared at the hand that didn't belong to her, and said in horror: "Brother, my hand is here. "

Han Qing felt that the palm in his hand was obviously a few sizes larger than the woman's, and obviously realized something was wrong, so he turned his head stiffly, goose bumps appeared layer after layer on his body.

"What are the two queens going to do next?" Xiao Jingyu slowly opened his eyes, watching the wonderful scene, there was a hint of funny mischief in his eyes.

Mo Xiangli turned pale with fright, fell off the bed on the spot in fright, and grabbed his clothes to cover himself.

Han Qing just fell in love with Xiao Jingyu and just as soon as he tried to escape, his waist was forcefully wrapped back into Xiao Jingyu's arms.

It's just that Han Qing didn't dare to curse anymore this time.

"Are you praying for me?" Xiao Jingyu lowered his head and whispered in Han Qing's ear.

Mo Xiangli bowed his head in embarrassment.

Han Qing just wanted to explode on the spot, closed his eyes, and said nonsense, "Yixuzi said that we need to use this special way of praying to recall the emperor's soul."

"Oh? Really?" Xiao Jingyu said while pressing Han Qing halfway, Han Qing's whole face flushed with shame, like a prey caught in a trap, and he didn't dare to resist and move around.

"Yes." Han Qing said crisply.

"Hehe, since the male queen said so, then so be it. Xiangli, you step back first, I still have something to tell your brother." Xiao Jingyu said empathetically, Mo Xiangli hugged the clothes, and quickly threw them away in a guilty conscience. The next brother escaped.

"Does my male queen want to replace me as the emperor when I am critically ill?" Xiao Jingyu asked with a smile while stroking Han Qing.

God!This guy was so scheming that he even took the opportunity to pretend to be dead, and even hid it from the eyes of the imperial physician.Han Qing just wanted to cover her head and scream in collapse, find a hole in the ground, and never come out for the rest of her life.

"Tsk tsk, do you think it's not enough for me to raise your child for nothing, do you want to sleep with the queen, or is there too much energy and no place to vent?" Xiao Jingyu moved gently, and Han Qing was stiff and closed his eyes, daring not to open them, as if pinched A dog with a tail is afraid to speak.

"..." Han Qing felt that he had never been so humbled in his life, and he never dared to eat wild food again.

"Zhen, my chest really hurts, and I'm very angry." Xiao Jingyu murmured in his ear.

"..."

"Don't you rub it for me? To quench the fire?" Xiao Jingyu said, grabbing Han Qing's hand, and went down. Han Qing bit her lips and narrowed her eyes, wanting to cry without tears.

Han Qing suddenly had a strong premonition that he might not be able to find Xiao Jingyu's Wuzhishan in his life.

From the front to the back, everyone thought that Emperor Muyun was hopeless, but they didn't expect that under the meticulous care of the male empress day and night, he was alive and living more and more vigorously.

At this time, the front line was quickly broken by the three kingdoms of Beihan, Gujin, and Muwan. The three kingdoms came under pressure and forced them to the Golden Luan Hall, even if Zhuge reincarnated, there was no way to recover. Xiao Jingyu had a rare headache.

The alliance of the Three Kingdoms is in the wrong direction. After discussing with the important ministers, they unanimously decided to cease the war and ask Xiao Jingyu to sign a peace agreement, agreeing to the unreasonable conditions behind the Three Kingdoms.

Xiao Jingyu was so angry that he refused to release Han Qing to the death. After the stalemate of several countries for a period of time, the monarchs of the four countries reached a secret agreement in private, which was Guan Hanqing's future.

However, Han Qing himself was concealed, and he had no way of knowing the coming wave of madness, which plunged him into a whirlpool...