Sick Prince Rescue Plan

Seeing that the beauty was depressed, the emperor immediately took the person into his arms: "Why are the eyes red? The children are there, so I am not afraid of making people laugh?"

Speaking of him, he scraped the imperial concubine's nose spoilingly.

On the side, Xiao Jintang lowered his head with interest, pretending that nothing happened, and Xiao Jinshun didn't know what magical obstacle he had hit. He fixedly looked at the delicate appearance of the imperial concubine leaning in the emperor's arms, tenderly.

Suddenly he felt a little uncomfortable, and his father's appearance was not bad, but his age was there, and he was not young anymore. He was leaning against the imperial concubine, how he would see how he violated the peace.

The imperial concubine is so beautiful and so young, and his father is not worthy of her!

With this thought, his heart jumped!

What was he thinking about?

In order to conceal his anxiety, he immediately lowered his head, held up the soup bowl on the table, took a sip of it urgently, and then he was burned to the ground.

"hiss--"

His hot tongue was numb, and the other three people all looked over, "What's wrong with Shun'er?"

The imperial concubine asked with a gentle smile. Xiao Jinshun met her concerned gaze and took a sip of tea in embarrassment, "No, it's okay, it was hot just now."

"Why are you so careless?"

The emperor gave him a faint look.

Xiao Jinshun broke into cold sweat with a guilty conscience.

Fortunately, the emperor didn't pay attention to him, and after asking a question, he continued to flirt with the imperial concubine.

He quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Jintang on one side narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiao Jinshun's subtle expression thoughtfully.

After half of the meal, the emperor was flirting with the imperial concubine. Xiao Jintang and Xiao Jin Shunguang had enough dog food. After eating, they said and hurriedly left the palace.

When there were only the emperor and the imperial concubine in Yunfu Palace, the picture was a little indescribable.

After going to Yunyu together, the emperor fell asleep with a face full of satisfaction.

The imperial concubine whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

The emperor fell asleep and did not respond.

The smile on the corner of Huang Guifei's mouth disappeared, and the whole person looked extremely cold.

She stood up lightly, pulled one side of the tulle around her body, stepped barefoot on the golden carpet, walked to the incense burner, uncovered the lid of the incense burner, and took out the new spice from the side of the small table. , Poured in.

When the wisps of smoke rose, the corners of her mouth were strangely raised, and then she closed the lid.

Turned back to the bed and sat down slowly, she leaned over to the emperor’s ear and exhaled like a blue, her voice was soft and charming, "Your Majesty, the Prince is the queen’s son. What you hate most is the queen, her son. It's a wicked kind, and it's the wicked kind of Jin Pingjiang. You must not let him inherit the throne."

The emperor who was sleeping so hard, the eyes under his eyelids suddenly moved, his ears and lips opened and closed slightly, and he whispered in a low voice, "The prince is a wicked species and cannot be succeeded, the queen... "

After listening to him chanting, the imperial concubine straightened up with satisfaction, and gently drew his brows and eyes with Yin Hong Kou Dan's fingers, "good~"

After doing all this, she went outside, called for water, and went to bathe by herself.

Soaking in the tub, smelling the fragrance of petals, she let out a long sigh, "It's clean now."

There was a touch of disgust in her eyes, and she rubbed her skin fiercely.

One night’s time was no more than a flick. Early the next morning, the emperor made a new will, saying that the prince had already gone to the north first, and then sent the second and third princes to **** the relief supplies to comfort the people.