Huaibi

Li Qingjue was lying sideways on the window couch, and when he fell asleep, his palm was still holding the handle of the sword at his waist.

There is a hint of shade and coolness in the hall, as if it is on the same side as the summer outside, perhaps because there are few people living in the side hall.

Ping Huaizhen stepped forward slowly, lest the sound of footsteps would waken the occupant on the couch, he walked for a long time in just a few feet, step by step accompanied by thoughts, until finally he approached him, leaned slightly and untied the sword at Li Qingjue's waist, and from there Fingers drawn away.

The very light rustling sound failed to wake people up, but Li Qingjue suddenly opened his eyes when Ping Huaizhen touched him, and instantly squeezed the shoulder bones in front of him.

Ping Huaizhen paused for a moment, and when Li Qingjue came back to his senses in a trance, exhausted his strength, he simply picked him up and left the couch, and brought him back to the bed to rest.

"There is no one in the side hall, so you can sleep in peace."

As he spoke, he kissed lightly at the corner of his eyebrows, and Li Qingjue closed his eyes, clutching his sleeves with his palms, and refused to speak, only tugged slightly.Ping Huaizhen knew what he wanted, looked back at the curtain of the room, took off his shoes and socks as he wished, went to the bunk, and pulled down the bed curtain to block the two of them.

Li Qingjue closed his eyes and fell asleep again, once in a deep sleep.

There was no movement in the side hall, and Jiang Chang guessed that there was no need to pass on the breakfast in the corridor, so he leaned against the vermilion colonnade and waited outside in person, and retreated around, hoping that the two of Ping Huai and Zhen could have a good rest for a while, and ignore the palace. Gossip.

The golden light spread all over the eaves, like gilt pouring down the corridor, Jiang Chang looked up, feeling that the sun was really getting bigger, and the weather was so scorching.Throughout the year, it's either hot or cold, and I don't know where the refreshing time has gone.

Can't help but sigh.

Ping Huaizhen slept for less than two hours.

When he woke up, he could hear someone's voice outside the tent, he frowned and lifted the curtain to see that it was Jiang Chang walking close to him, got up and hurriedly bowed and said: "Prince, the sixth prince is here."

Ping Huaizhen's brows gradually twitched, and a mocking smile rolled up from the bottom of her faint eyes.

"When will this Xu'an Hall be waiting for Xiao Liu?"

Jiang Chang heard that there was something in the words, so he didn't dare to answer rashly, but Guan bowed his head and waited silently until he saw Ping Huaizhen sitting up from the corner of his eye before going forward to put on his shoes and socks for him.

Just about to get up, Ping Huaizhen's wrist was grabbed by someone from behind, Jiang Chang understood at that moment, took back his supporting hand and stepped back.Ping Huaizhen looked back and met Li Qingjue's sober eyes, thought for a while and leaned over to help him up, made some adjustments, and led others to welcome him to the main hall.

This tossing took some effort, as long as Ping Huaizhen dawdled, Ping Huaihao had to stand outside the main hall and wait obediently for a long time.

The scorching sun was on the head, the child's cheeks were scorching red, hot sweat dripped down his temples, and when he was drowsy from the sun, he finally heard a word from the palace staff, saying that the prince was finished, so he was invited in. .

The high gate of the main hall of Xu'an Palace hangs a jade wall, Ping Huaihao raised his eyes slightly, and saw the jade jade wall refracted light, which was dazzling.The brighter the outside, the darker the room is. Suddenly, the hall is like a wolf with a big mouth, and it will be swallowed by just a little step, and you can't struggle.

Ping Huaihao never knew that the prince would be so terrifying to him.

In the past, he was always protected by his mother, concubine and grandfather. In the entire imperial city, his six dignified princes were domineering in front of others, and the prince in the queen was forced to trample on him.If there is no mother and concubine behind, Liu Yin is in front, what is his ten-year-old son this year.

Unfortunately, today it is his turn to reap the consequences.

Concubine Yi was extremely anxious about the assassination of the crown prince. Although she wished that Pinghuaizhen would die overnight, she definitely did not dare to attack him rashly, especially in this palace—thinking that the crown prince now holds the mighty grace of the emperor and bears a great successor... Undoubtedly, the people who have the most stake in the responsibility of the reunification are the princes.

Among the princes, the sixth prince Ping Huaihao must be the most conspicuous.If the prince is really killed, how can her own son be cleared?

Concubine Yi is well aware of the assassination of the prince, and who is behind the scenes.Therefore, now that King Chengyuan is gone, he is gone. Marquis Wuyang has made acquaintance with Liu Yin. It is useless for this person who has no regard for the overall situation to stay. In order to prevent him from talking nonsense, it is a good time to die.

Concubine Yi is indignant, and she still hates King Chengyuan for going his own way, which almost hurt Ping Huaihao.Forget it, it's not enough to feel at ease, so Ping Huaihao was sent to Xu'an Hall alone.

The so-called acting is enough, she wants Ping Huaihao to pretend to be brotherly love, and give Ping Huaizhen a few words of thoughtfulness and care, so that he can sit upright in the eyes of Emperor Hongxuan.

Ping Huaihao refused at first, blaming his mother and concubine for being unsympathetic, and made a fuss for a while, but in the end he couldn't hold back, so he had to come in aggrieved.Along the way, he became more and more afraid, anger, resentment, and injustice all turned into guilt, panic, and fear. Thinking about the confrontation with the prince in the past, he was afraid that it would be hard to turn back, and he felt more and more uneasy about being retaliated by him.

Especially on the day of the late emperor's death, he has learned a lot from the white tiger, and he still remembers it fresh.

If the prince finds him to relieve his grudge, and imprison him secretly... If the prince pours dirty water on him, defiles him and sends someone to assassinate him... If the prince...Prince, prince, prince...

"The sixth prince has been waiting for a long time, the prince invites you to enter the palace to speak."

Ping Huaihao came back to his senses in shock, his whole body trembled, his face was pale, a bead of sweat slipped from the bridge of his nose and fell to the ground between his brows.

"Sixth Prince?" Seeing him motionless, Jiang asked again, "Please."

Ping Huaihao gritted his teeth and went up the steps, his random thoughts scattered in his mind, leaving nothing.

In the hall, Ping Huaizhen with a smile on his lips, holding the pot and pouring half a cup of Yunwu tea, the curling hot smoke accompanied by the melodious sound of water.

"Liu Huangdi is a rare guest in Xu'an Palace." The tea cup was pushed to the side of the round table very slowly, the surface of the tea was lightly rippling, Ping Huaizhen slightly lowered his head and looked down the corner of his eyes, looking from two feet away, his eyes The eyes are three points narrower than usual, but unfortunately the handsome face was cut bleeding by the eyeless sharp knife.

Ping Huaihao's heart trembled when he saw it, he forgot to salute and greet him, and listened to him Shiran said in a daze: "This Yunwu tea is picked from the top of Lushan Mountain, inherits the essence of the sun and the moon, and is nourished by clear dew. Sweet, rich and fragrant, it can be called the best. Such a good tea, when the sixth emperor comes here, how can I not invite you to have a taste?" Ping Huaizhen said, raising his palm to signal him to sit down, and when he left, suddenly there was a hint of gloom Come on, "I think the sixth emperor brother is young, so my brother will replace wine with tea, and respect you well."

Ping Huaihao almost took half a step back, calmed down for a moment before he stepped forward with a pale face, staring straight at the tea, and occasionally raised his eyes to look at Ping Huaizhen and the guards behind him.

The guard looked unfamiliar, but for some reason he felt very familiar.Before he could think about it, Ping Huaihao was forced to feel more and more nervous by the chill all over his body, it was not right to lift his arms, it was even more inappropriate to remain still, he was in a dilemma.

After a while, Ping Huaizhen urged intentionally: "The six emperors are here, why don't you leave with a cup of wonderful tea?"

During the conversation, the servants of the outer palace in the corridor entered the hall one by one, each holding a jade plate, on which there were all kinds of melons, fruits and pastries.

"If it gets out, it's because he's not considerate enough." Ping Huaizhen's complexion turned dark, and the doors and windows were closed in response to the sound, blocking Xia Yang from the outside, making the room dark and dark.

The maid of the delivery palace put the jade plate on the table, helped Ping Huaihao to sit by the table, startled him with a trill in his throat.

The women seemed to be gentle and considerate, but in fact they held it firmly, and immediately picked up cakes and fed them to him, not refusing to refuse them, and if he refused, they would forcefully stuff them into the mouth, and as they struggled, crumbs fell all over the skirts of their clothes.

"Cakes are heavy on the fire, clear tea is light on the fire, and the cloud and mist of Lushan Mountain are served with golden jade and crispy. Brother Liu Huang might as well eat more."

Ping Huaihao's eyes turned red from shock, his mouth full of snacks seemed to have been poisoned, and he couldn't help vomiting after just a few mouthfuls.

Ping Huaizhen watched him coldly, seeing him feel uncomfortable for a while, and actually vomited some filth in this hall.He waved his hand, and several maidservants saluted and left the hall, leaving the sixth prince retching while supporting the table, wishing to spit out all the food and drink.

Ping Huaizhen watched the play slowly for a while, saw him raise his eyes again after a while, then slowly stretched out his hand, picked up a corner of the cake from the jade plate, tasted it for half a mouthful, and took a small sip of the tea cup.

Ping Huaihao was astonished, he recovered from his panic, and finally understood that the prince was just trying to intimidate him, he was embarrassed and afraid, full of grievances.

After all, he was only ten years old, Ping Huaihao was still in shock, he couldn't sit still for a while, he got up and fled in a hurry.