The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Jin Linwei commander Han Ran and Jin Wuwei commander Wang Hai were shocked by Zhen Shicheng.

Actually speculating that Concubine Yang and the guard have a head and tail, what a bold speculation...

They now finally understand what Zhen Shi has become. They dared to speculate at the beginning, and ask the emperor to forgive those words if they made a mistake.

This is to pick yourself out early.

How did the emperor come back then?

"I believe Zhen Aiqing's speculation must be reasonable."

Recalling the words of Emperor Jingming, the two of them could not help but have a deep sympathy for Emperor Jingming, and at the same time, they reminded themselves to try not to deal with Old Fox in the future.

There was a danger of a green cloud covering the top, Emperor Jing Ming couldn't wait a moment, and immediately said to Pan Hai: "You take someone to bring Concubine Yang here!"

The only thing he was grateful for at the moment was that there were not many insiders, who were the ones he trusted the most.

Pan Hai immediately led the order.

The hall fell into suffocating silence for a while.

Emperor Jingming tapped the arm of the chair unconsciously with his fingers, the more he tapped, the more anxious he was, and after a while he stopped again, leaning on the back of the chair without any movement.

This does not mean that he has calmed down. On the contrary, at this moment, Emperor Jing Ming is like a tight bow, and the sharp arrow that can change the color of the world will be shot out at any time, turning the stable capital upside down.

Han Ran and Wang Hai even got nervous.

If Zhen Shicheng's speculation is correct, didn't Concubine Yang put a green hat on the emperor?

When the emperor is angry, won't they chop off the insiders?

It should not be, but still nervous...

I don't know how long it took, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and then the door was pushed open, and Pan Hai staggered in.

Emperor Jingming's eyelids twitched.

Pan Hai has been following him for many years, and he is used to seeing strong winds and waves. Such a gaffe is really rare.

Could it be that Concubine Yang also got news in advance and committed suicide?

Thinking of Chen Meiren's fear of crime, Emperor Jing Ming came up with this idea.

Han Ran and Wang Hai keenly felt that something was wrong, and after looking at each other, they all stepped back to the wall with wooden stakes.

Pan Hai ignored the two at all, and even ignored Emperor Jingming's salute, walked over and whispered in the ear of Emperor Jingming.

Emperor Jingming stood up suddenly, because he got up too quickly, his body shook and nearly fell.

Pan Hai supported Emperor Jingming with a trembling voice: "The emperor, you have to take care of your body——"

Emperor Jingming waved his hand, his expression was as cold as he had never seen before, gritted his teeth and said, "I can't die!"

After a while, Emperor Jingming let out a suffocating breath, his voice dull as if he was a few years old in an instant: "Let me take a look."

Without a word, Pan Hai helped Emperor Jingming go out.

Han Ran and Wang Hai looked at each other, and both saw the doubt and panic in each other's eyes.

The emperor has been prepared for the beginning and end of Concubine Yang and the guards. It shouldn't be this kind of reaction unless something more shocking happens—

The two dared not think further, and stood at the root of the wall.

Emperor Jing Ming, who walked to the door, looked back at the two of them, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly: "You too, go together."

Han Ran and Wang Hai were shocked and silently followed.

The palace built on the Cuiluo Mountain, the biggest role is the annual winter solstice, the emperor led the civil and military officials to worship the heavens after a banquet and rest.

The palace is not big, only a corner is left for the harem ladies to rest.

With the help of Pan Hai, Emperor Jingming quickly came to a residence in the depths of the palace, where it seemed calm and peaceful, but there were many servants guarding him.

Seeing Emperor Jingming coming, the servant opened the door silently.

Emperor Jingming glanced at Pan Hai.

Pan Hai nodded slightly.

The corners of Emperor Jingming's lips were tight and he walked in with his foot raised.

Han Ran and Wang Hai hesitated for a moment at the door.

This is the place where the empress of the harem rests, although it is not more strict than the rules in the palace, it is still a hairy heart to come here as them.

After hesitating, the two bite the bullet to follow.

Thunder, rain and dew are all graces, and the emperor wants to do whatever he wants, even if he knows too much to die quickly, he can't violate his life.

Different from the grandeur of the front hall, walking on the path leading to the dormitory has a different kind of quietness.

Emperor Jingming motioned Han Ran and Wang Hai to guard outside, looked up at the rainy and snowy sky, and strode in.

The door was closed immediately.

Emperor Jing Ming walked inward step by step with a sullen face, and through the heavy curtains, he saw Concubine Yang shrunk in the corner with a brocade, while the crown prince was sitting on the ground with disorderly clothes.

Emperor Jing Ming glanced at the blood and rushed to Tianling Gai, raised his leg and kicked the prince fiercely.

The prince was kicked down and turned over and lay on the ground crying for mercy: "Father, the son has drunk too much, the son has drunk too much..."

Emperor Jingming closed his eyes and told Pan Hai: "Keep this beast locked up and don't allow him to talk nonsense."

Pan Hai responded immediately and arranged for several servants to get the prince away.

Emperor Jingming looked at Concubine Yang.

Concubine Yang hung her head, revealing her long and graceful neck.

This is the concubine he loved, but he did such a disgusting thing...

"Why?" Emperor Jingming opened his mouth to ask, and his anger filled his internal organs.

Concubine Yang was silent.

"You also instigated King An to kill the guards?"

Hearing Emperor Jingming's question, Concubine Yang finally raised her eyes and nodded slightly.

Emperor Jingming grabbed a vase and threw it at Concubine Yang.

"Are you crazy? Say, how did you hook up with that guard, and how did you seduce the prince!"

Concubine Yang laughed suddenly.

The woman's silver bell-like laughter reverberated in her ears, and Emperor Jingming was very depressed, feeling nauseous.

"Did the emperor ask Zhang Hu? I knew him before I entered the palace." Concubine Yang tucked her hair down with her fingers. "He has always pleased me because I entered the palace and would rather not marry anyone. So. Don’t need me to hook up, just ask him to help, he will definitely help me."

Speaking of this, Fei Yang smiled slightly: "For example, murder."

"Do you want King An to die?"

"Not bad." The smiling woman's expression instantly became extremely cold, "The emperor knows that there is no one in my family, and there is only one brother. But my brother was killed by King An, but the punishment from the emperor is not painful, you Have you thought about how I feel?"

There can be no children, and the only relative is gone. What is the point of the emperor’s dispensable favor? Why can't she choose revenge?

Emperor Jingming closed his eyes, and he was already a little unsupported: "You still have a reason to avenge your brother, then the prince?"

Concubine Yang sneered: "A slap won't make a sound. The emperor has to admit that it was me who seduced the prince first, so that I would feel better?"

Looking at that beautiful face, Emperor Jingming's heart was like a knife: "You deliberately ruined the prince!"

Concubine Yang burst out laughing.

After smiling, she bends her lips: "The emperor assumes that I seduce the prince in every possible way, and the prince was confused for a while."

Even so, can a prince who has an affair with the imperial concubine still hold the position of the crown prince?

What is the death of an Anjun king? She wants Crown Prince Zhou to bury her brother!

That person was right. Such revenge is truly hearty.