The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

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

To actually speculate that Concubine Yang and the guards have a head and tail, such a bold speculation...

They now finally understand what Zhen Shicheng said and dared to speculate from the beginning. If they say something wrong, please forgive the emperor for those words.

This is taking it out early.

How did the emperor come back then?

"I believe that Zhen Aiqing's speculation must be justified."

Recalling what Emperor Jing Ming said, the two of them couldn't help feeling deep sympathy for Emperor Jing Ming, and at the same time they reminded themselves to try not to deal with the old fox Zhen in the future.

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

At this moment, the only thing he is happy about is that there are not many people in the know, all of whom are the ones he trusts the most.

Pan Hai immediately led the order to go.

The hall fell into a suffocating silence for a while.

Emperor Jing Ming tapped the armrest of the chair unconsciously with his fingers. The more he tapped, the more urgent it became. After a while, he stopped again, leaning against the back of the chair, there was no movement at all.

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

Han Ran and Wang Hai were so nervous that they sweated.

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

When the emperor was angry, he wouldn't chop up a few of their insiders, would he?

It shouldn't be, but I'm still nervous...

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

Emperor Jing Ming's eyelids twitched.

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

Could it be that Concubine Yang also got the news ahead of time and committed suicide?

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

Han Ran and Wang Hai keenly sensed that something was wrong, and after looking at each other, they all retreated to the base of the wall to install wooden stakes.

Pan Hai ignored the two of them at all, and didn't even care to salute Emperor Jing Ming, so he walked over and whispered a few words in Emperor Jing Ming's ear.

Emperor Jing Ming stood up abruptly, and because he got up too quickly, his body swayed and almost fell over.

Pan Hai supported Emperor Jing Ming, his voice trembling: "Your Majesty, you have to take care of yourself—"

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

After a short pause, Emperor Jing Ming let out a turbid breath, his voice was hoarse, as if he was a few years old in an instant: "Follow me and see."

Pan Hai didn't say a word and supported Emperor Jing Ming to go out.

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

The emperor is already prepared for the beginning and end of Concubine Yang and the guards. It should not be this kind of reaction, unless something more amazing happens——

The two didn't dare to think about it, they just stood by the wall.

When Emperor Jingming walked to the door, he looked back at the two of them, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly: "You guys also go together."

Han Ran and Wang Hai were shocked and followed silently.

The most important function of the palace built on Cuiluo Mountain is the annual winter solstice, when the emperor leads the civil and military officials to sacrifice to the sky, and there is a place for feasting and rest.

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

With the help of Pan Hai, Emperor Jing Ming quickly came to a residence in the depths of the palace, where it seemed calm, but guarded by many servants.

Seeing Emperor Jing Ming coming, the inner servant quietly opened the door.

Emperor Jing Ming glanced at Pan Hai.

Pan Hai nodded slightly.

The corners of Emperor Jing Ming's lips tightened, and he lifted his foot and walked in.

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

This is the place where the queen of the harem rests. Even though the rules are not as strict as those in the imperial palace, it is still frustrating to come here in their identities.

After hesitating, the two bravely followed.

Thunder, rain, and dew are all graces of the king, and the emperor should do whatever he wants. Even if he knows too much, he will die quickly, but he cannot go against the emperor's order.

Unlike the solemnity of the front hall, walking on the path leading to the bedroom,

There is a different kind of tranquility.

Emperor Jing Ming motioned for Han Ran and Wang Hai to stay outside, looked up at the sky covered with rain and snow, and strode inside.

The door was closed immediately.

Emperor Jing Ming walked inward step by step with a sullen face, passing through the heavy curtains, and saw Concubine Yang huddled in the corner with a brocade quilt, while the prince fell to the ground, disheveled.

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

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

Emperor Jing Ming closed his eyes and instructed Pan Hai: "Lock up this beast, and don't allow him to talk nonsense."

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

Emperor Jing Ming looked at Concubine Yang.

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

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

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

Concubine Yang was silent.

"You instigated the guards to kill Prince An, too?"

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

Emperor Jing Ming 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!"

Yang Fei suddenly smiled.

The woman's silver bell-like laughter echoed in her ears, and Emperor Jing Ming was so suffocated that he felt nauseous.

"Did the emperor ask Zhang Hu? I met him before I entered the palace." Concubine Yang tucked her falling hair with her fingers, "He has always been pleased with me, because I would rather marry no one when I entered the palace. So I don't need to hook up, as long as I ask him for help, he will definitely help me."

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

"You insist on the death of King Anjun?"

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

It is impossible to have children, and the only relatives are gone. What is the point of the emperor's dispensable favor? Why can't she choose revenge?

Emperor Jing Ming closed his eyes and couldn't hold it any longer: "You still have reasons to avenge your brother, what about the prince?"

Concubine Yang sneered: "A slap doesn't make a sound. The emperor insists on me admitting that I seduced the prince first, will I feel better?"

Looking at that beautiful face, Emperor Jing Ming's heart was like a knife twisting: "You did it on purpose, you deliberately ruined the prince!"

Yang Fei suddenly laughed.

After laughing, she curved the corners of her lips: "Your Majesty thinks it's me who seduces the prince in every possible way, the prince is just confused for a while."

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

What is the death of an Anjun king? She wants the Prince of Great Zhou to be buried with her brother!

That person is right, this kind of revenge is really hearty.