Sudden HE with the villain

These days, she and Jia Jinzhong have been secretly playing games, but they didn't tear their skins apart.Mingde Academy shines light on scholars in the world, Jia Jinzhong does not want to be abused by the world, at least he needs to have a good reputation on the surface.

So they actually reached a wonderful balance.

Jia Jinzhong would not do it easily before he caught the handle, and what she had relied on before was nothing more than this.

But now everything has changed.

The ballad details Jia Jinzhong's crimes, every word is piercing, every sentence is like a sharp dagger, piercing their previous balance.

The picture is poor and obvious, but it is not she, nor Jia Jinzhong who presented the picture, but a third person hiding in the dark.

Qingping hadn't been walking for long, when Mo Yan ran over with a pale face.

"My lord," she shed tears when she saw Qingping, "just now a group of Long Wuwei rushed out and took Lingshu away. They said he was spreading rumors to rebel and disturb Shengting."

In the Xijing law, the crime of spreading rumors to confuse the public can be large or small, and it is all judged by Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment.

But Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Justice are all in the hands of Jia Jinzhong, as well as Long Wuwei...Since Long Wuwei made a move, it shows that Jia Jinzhong will not be kind to this matter.

There are too many ministers in the DPRK and China colluding with Jia Jinzhong for their own interests, and they will obey him for their own sake.

"Prepare the horse, I will enter the palace to face the saint."

Seeing the little emperor might not be of much use, but it was the only way she could think of to solve it.

How can a mayfly shake a tree without relying on external objects?

The horse galloped like electricity and headed straight for Guangchengmen.

"Bold! Don't dismount when you get to the palace gate!" The guard stood at the door with a gun pointed forward, trying to dismount this daring uninvited guest.

But I never thought that the man on the horse bent down, leaned sideways on the horse's back, and snatched his gun.

"Bold! Shoot arrows!" He was about to give an order, but was stopped by an old guard, "Are you crazy? Didn't you see that is Mr. Zuo Xiang? Zuo Xiang can gallop in the palace!"

The new little guard said, "But she entered the palace armed with weapons."

Before he finished speaking, the gun flew towards him like a cold star and stuck at his feet.

The little guard looked down, and suddenly cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The gun penetrated three inches into the ground, and the bluestone floor under his feet was covered with cobweb-like bruises.

Immediately, the woman turned her head to look at him, her eyes were as cold as ice, like a shura in the underworld.

"Who...who said Zuo Xiang is a frail scholar?"

Qing Ping drove his horse all the way to the vicinity of the Golden Dragon Hall, and after dismounting from the horse, he asked the eunuchs, only to find out that the little emperor was looking for pleasure in Concubine Han's bedroom at the moment.

The little emperor is sexually promiscuous and feminine. Although he keeps saying that he loves his teacher, there are not many beauties in the harem.Among them, Concubine Han is the most favored one.

Concubine Han has a superb temperament, like a graceful Han, she is independent from the world, and she is [-]% similar to the original owner.

When he went to the Golden Dragon Hall to save time, Qingping knew something was wrong.She galloped in just because she wanted to meet the little emperor before Jia Jinzhong could react, but now...the news might have reached Jia Jinzhong.

Too late.

The sky darkened, dark clouds overwhelmed the top, and the cold wind suddenly picked up.

Seeing Prime Minister Zuo standing expressionlessly in front of the empty hall, the plain clothes and white clothes were blown away by the wind, while she stood tall and graceful, like a lotus flower left behind, so they mustered up the courage to go forward ask.

Zuo Xiang turned his head, his pale face became more glaring in the darkness.

"Where is Concubine Han?" The voice was cold to the bone, and somehow desolate.

The palace man shrank his neck, suddenly feeling a little scared, "In the Zhongxiao Palace."

Qingping walked slowly towards the harem, "I'll go find her."

She didn't ride any more, it wasn't necessary anymore.

But there are some things that you know you can't do, but you have to do it.

In the Midnight Palace, the lights were brightly lit, the little emperor lay his pillow on the beauty, holding a luminous glass full of wine in his hand, his eyes were slightly squinted, and a drunken blush appeared on his cheeks.

She shook the wine glass in her hand, watched the blood-red liquid in it sway gently, and raised her lips slightly, "Teacher, isn't your blood so beautiful?"

The woman behind said quietly, "Your Majesty, you are messing around again."

Her voice is clear and pleasant, like an orchid in an empty valley, and the last word is a little longer, which always gives people the illusion of gentleness.

If Qingping were here, he would definitely find that although Concubine Han's appearance was only seven points like the original owner's, her voice and intonation were exactly the same.

"Call me Yue." Gu Xiyue took a sip of the wine, her cherry lips were smudged by the wine, exuding a gorgeous and decadent aura.

"moon……"

Gu Xiyue's face suddenly changed, she stood up abruptly, kicked her down, and said coldly, "What are you? Are you worthy of being called by my name?"

Concubine Han fell down on the ground, but she showed no fear on her face, "I am not the person in His Majesty's heart, and naturally I am nothing in your eyes."

Gu Xiyue smiled, and pinched her chin with one hand, "You are not the one who looks the most like her, but do you know why I dote on you the most?"

She leaned closer, put her mouth next to Concubine Han's ear, exhaled like blue, and said softly: "There is something very similar in your body, which makes me want to own it and destroy it at the same time."

Qingping rushed to Zhongxiao Hall, but was stopped outside the hall.

"Please send a letter to Your Majesty, I have something urgent to see her." She said to the little eunuch guarding outside the hall, but before she finished speaking, she heard a gloomy voice from inside the hall——

"What's the rush? Mr. Left Prime Minister."

Jia Jinzhong walked out of the hall and looked at her bleakly.

In his heart, Qingping is the person behind the scenes who wrote the ballad, if not her, he would be her accomplice.

Now that we're tearing each other's skins apart, don't be polite.

Qingping knew it was useless to explain, so he just looked at her coldly and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I still want to ask Prime Minister Zuo what he wants to do? You still ride horses into the palace, do you think it's useful to see the emperor?"

There was a sound of laughter in the hall, and the little emperor shouted excitedly: "Beauty, beauty, run slowly, I'm here to catch you."

Jia Jinzhong's smile deepened, and the creases on his face squeezed into a flower, "Your Majesty likes you, but how much do you think a young man's love is worth?"

"How deep do you think the king's love can be?"

"With this trivial affection, you want to fight with me? Are you worthy?"

Qingping lowered his eyes, there was no trace of blood on his face.

Jia Jinzhong thought he had hit her sore spot, and smiled more and more happily, "Your Majesty likes you, but isn't he still pampering other women now? Xie Qingping, Xie Qingping, if you had the heart to support Gu Zhao as emperor a year ago, It won’t be what it is now.”

Gu Zhao is Gu Xiyue's half-brother.

A year ago, he had secretly invited Xie Qingping to the mansion, saying that the emperor had no way, that the eunuchs were monopolizing power, and that the guards in the capital were all in the hands of Jia Jinzhong. The only way to do it now is to contact the princes from all over the country and send troops back to King Qin of Jing.

He looked at the woman in front of him who was as beautiful as a banished fairy, and said affectionately: "I would like to share the world with you."

But at that time, Xie Qingping didn't know what kind of psychology he had, but he didn't agree immediately, he just wanted to go back and think for a few days.

Within a few days, the news suddenly leaked out, and Jia Jinzhong first sent a message to Emperor Chaoxian to falsely accuse Gu Zhao of plotting rebellion.The first emperor sent people to search, and sure enough, they found a letter of communication with the princes.Gu Zhao couldn't speak, so he had to raise troops hastily, and as expected, he was defeated and died in one month.

From then on, the first emperor trusted Jia Jinzhong more and more, and even handed Long Wuwei over to him.

"Don't you hate me?" Qingping raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were clear and bright, without any pain, "Let him go, I will do as you please."

Jia Jinzhong sighed, "Mr. Zuo, when did you become so stupid? I know that people like you are not afraid of death. You can only let your relatives and friends die because of you, leaving you alone to live in misery." In the world, you will feel pain."

"When you get older, His Majesty won't like you anymore. At that time, you will be like a dog abandoned by its owner. It's really pitiful."

The strong wind swept the fallen leaves, and the torrential rain was like turbulence.

Thunder and lightning are like long snakes winding in the night sky, splitting the night and bringing a moment of light.

Gu Xiyue sat up suddenly from the rumbling thunder, pressed her heart, her face was as pale as paper.

She lowered her head and glanced at the woman lying on the ground - Concubine Han was somewhat similar to that person, but it wasn't her after all.

Not her.

She didn't have time to put on her shoes, she stepped on the cold ground barefoot, and ran out with disheveled hair.

As soon as he left the inner hall, he bumped into someone's sight.

"Your Majesty, where are you going so late?" Lightning startled, and the old eunuch's face was ferocious like a ghost.

The little emperor pursed his mouth, his eyes were red, "I, I didn't have a nightmare!"

Only then did Jia Jinzhong feel relieved, and coaxed the little emperor into the bedroom with a good voice.

The little emperor nestled under the quilt, suddenly grabbed Jia Jinzhong's sleeve, and said softly, "Yafu, thunder...I'm afraid..."

Jia Jinzhong comforted her first, and then woke up Concubine Han who was curled up on the ground and fell asleep, "Your Majesty is still awake, empress should not sleep too soundly."

When Concubine Han saw Jia Jinzhong, her expression was a bit panicked, she lowered her head in response, and wanted to go to bed to take care of the little emperor, but as soon as she approached, the little emperor pushed him away.

"I don't want her!" Gu Xiyue sniffled, "I want a teacher!"

Jia Jinzhong's face darkened all of a sudden, and he said coldly, "Your Majesty!"

The little emperor trembled in fright, but insisted stubbornly: "I want a teacher!"

Jia Jinzhong glared at Concubine Han, "Don't take care of His Majesty."

The little emperor hugged the quilt and rolled to the other side of the bed, shouting with red eyes: "I don't want her, I want the teacher!"

There was silence between the three of them, Gu Xiyue sobbed, wiped the tears and snot from her face, and choked up and said, "Yafu, I'm afraid... I want the teacher, I want her..."

She cried so many times that she had to hold back her breath, and almost rolled over on the bed and played like a rascal.

Jia Jinzhong didn't know what he thought of, his eyes softened a little, "Your Majesty, be good, don't cry, this old slave will send someone to invite the left minister over here, okay?"

Gu Xiyue sobbed and asked, "Really?"

"Of course, how could this old slave lie to His Majesty?"

Gu Xiyue smiled through tears, "Yafu, you treat me so well!"

Jia Jinzhong touched the top of her soft hair, "Your Majesty must remember the kindness of this old servant."

Qingping has been standing outside the Zhongxiao Hall, despite the wind and rain, but never moved half a step.

Not long after, a few young eunuchs suddenly came, held an umbrella for her, and asked her to change her clothes before going to meet His Majesty.

When she changed into dry clothes and was about to enter the inner hall, Jia Jinzhong whispered to her: "I advise you not to tell His Majesty, and don't harm her."

Qingping paused, and walked in slowly.

As soon as the little emperor saw her, he rushed towards her like a hungry tiger.

"Teacher, I'm so scared..."

Qing Ping glanced at her swollen walnut-like eyes, turned his head to look at Jia Jinzhong who was waiting beside him, and reached out to wipe away the wet tears on the young girl's face.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Another thunderclap.

Gu Xiyue shivered, and hurriedly pulled Qingping onto the bed, wrapped her up with a quilt, and then shrank into her arms, saying: "Teacher, you are so cold, I will warm you up."

Qingping hugged her, and shifted his gaze to the woman who resembled himself, "Concubine Han?"

Gu Xiyue hurriedly covered her eyes with both hands, "Don't look at her!" Then she turned her head and shouted at them, "Don't back down! You all back down! I'm going to sleep!"

Jia Jinzhong looked at Qingping silently for a long while, and then told his servants in a deep voice, "Everyone, step back." Then, he bowed to the little emperor, "Then Your Majesty will take a good rest."

The palace people retreated one after another, and the hall soon became empty again.

The thunder rumbled, and Qing Ping whispered in Gu Xiyue's ear, "Jia Jinzhong really dotes on you."

Gu Xiyue pressed her body closer to her, and when the next thunder sounded, Fang quickly replied: "I'm like his daughter, are you okay?"

"Nothing, Duan Xun, can you help?"

The little emperor froze and buried his head in her neck, "I'm sorry..."

Qingping sighed, felt the wetness on her neck, and patted her on the back lightly, "Don't blame yourself..."

Do your best, know the destiny, that's all.

The girl's voice was extremely soft, but it reached Qingping's ears word by word—"I just feel sorry for the teacher."

Qing Ping was taken aback, but couldn't help thinking, is it the original owner or her at this moment who made Gu Xiyue feel so distressed?

She knew in her heart that it was useless to think about it, but she couldn't help thinking about it all the time, and she didn't wake up until the person in her arms made a sound.

"Still according to plan?"

"According to calculation."

Outside the Zhongxiao Palace, Jia Jinzhong stared at the closed gate of the palace with a gloomy expression.

The confidant holding the umbrella for him was a little puzzled, "Eunuch, just let her in like this, in case she said anything to His Majesty..."

"So what did you say? Long Wuwei is in my hands, she can't make any waves." He turned and walked outside the palace, feeling as he walked: "It's good for your majesty to be happy... I'm really old, and when I get old I started to soften my heart, seeing Your Majesty is like seeing Zhuzhu when she was a child, oh..."