Emperor Yong looked at King Xuan and issued an order word by word, "King King Xuan dared to murder the queen mother for a concubine and assassinate the imperial concubine. The crime was unforgivable. From now on, he would abolish his throne, expel him from the royal family, demote him to common people, confiscate all his property and be exiled to the frontier!"

King Xuan's face changed directly. In the original book, he was basically the second male lead. As a golden finger of the heroine, he naturally had a prosperous and prosperous life since childhood. Even if he liked the heroine, Emperor Yong was displeased. However, because of the heroine, he was rich and prosperous throughout his life and had never suffered hardships. The only thing that could be called hardship was his great love.

"Emperor! I know my crime, please give me a slight resignation! The matter of the imperial concubine is really not what I am doing! Your Majesty! You believe me!"

"Drag on!"

Emperor Yong didn't want to hear anything he said again, leaned on the dragon throne and closed his eyes.

Seeing Emperor Yong's attitude, King Xuan felt uncontrollably panic. He was the heir of the imperial court since childhood, and his mother was favored, and he was considered to have been favored by the late emperor. If the wise king had not been dedicated to helping Emperor Yong, it would not have been Emperor Yong's ascendant. How could he be willing to be a commoner!

After being malicious and brave, King Xuan suddenly spoke, "The dosage of medicine that Weichen and Shen Guipin gave to the empress dowager was not to death at all! Do you really think your harem is a peaceful place? Why did Shen Guipin poison the empress dowager? Have you ever thought about all these!"

"The imperial concubine has an affair with a man from the outside! You turned a blind eye! Your Majesty! Where did you put the royal face? The real murderer who killed the empress dowager is still at large. Will the little prince not be the blood of the royal family..."

"Let him go!"

Emperor Yong's voice suddenly sounded, and King Xuan stopped immediately, and there was still a trace of panic in his eyes. He looked at Emperor Yong in a slightly embarrassed manner, but saw that Emperor Yong's face was very calm.

"You ask me where to place the royal face?"

When Emperor Yong asked him back, King Xuan lost the confidence to look at Emperor Yong, opened his eyes and said nothing.

Emperor Yong seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked, "You said before, if you die, no one else will know about this?"

King Xuan breathed and seemed to realize what Emperor Yong wanted to do, but he still couldn't believe it. Emperor Yong, how dare he? How could he kill him for an unclean woman?

When the pain came from his neck, he still couldn't understand. Emperor Yong actually killed him for a woman. King Xuan covered his neck and blood flowed out crazily through his fingers. King Xuan opened his mouth, but could only make a broken whimper.

Breathing became more and more difficult, King Xuan looked at Emperor Yong. At the last moment of his consciousness, he saw that the corner of Emperor Yong's mouth seemed to be curled up. King Xuan suddenly widened his eyes and stretched out his hand to point at Emperor Yong tremblingly, but as soon as he reached out, he had already hung down weakly.

Emperor Yong looked at the body of King Xuan on the ground with his eyes closed, and his mouth curled up, and there was a silent coldness. He walked down the steps and walked closer to King Xuan step by step. Zhang Jin behind him lowered his head and did not dare to look at it at all. Emperor Yong had been a little unfamiliar with the past two days, which made him feel a little disagreeable.

Emperor Yong squatted down against King Xuan, and there seemed to be brotherhood between his eyebrows and eyes, but Zhang Jin could only vaguely hear Emperor Yong's whispers.

"......Yesterday...the same...lie here, why...you're dead, there will be no royal scandal...you won't be hurt...I promised her..."

Zhang Jin seemed to understand what these broken words meant. His back became more and more curved. He thought that the little prince's capture of Zhou Yan could eliminate the haze of the Queen Mother's death, but now, he is afraid he can't dissipate.

In Jujiu Palace, Doctor Lu had already stopped his hands, and even the little prince had been taken down by the nurse to feed him once. At this time, he was lying on the soft couch, his eyes wide open, looking at Chu Yanzi on the bed.

Concubine Xian sat on the soft couch, carefully placed her hand behind the little prince to protect the little prince, while staring at Chu Yanzi tightly. It was as if her beauty was getting late today, but Chu Yanzi still did not improve at all.

The imperial physician only said that if Chu Yanzi could wake up within three days, he would survive. If he couldn't wake up...

Concubine Xian's eyes were sharp, she would never have any trouble! Concubine Xian reached out to stroke the little prince's back, and her mind turned little by little. Thinking about the past few days, her eyelashes couldn't help but tremble.

She stopped Emperor Yong yesterday and asked the palace servants to come to Jujiu Palace to report the news, but she did not stop Emperor Yong. She really wanted to know who the assassin was yesterday?

I heard that when the assassin came, Chu Yanzi was sewing a belt for Emperor Yong. Is it true? Will Chu Yanzi really be so unwarranted? If nothing happened, why did Chu Yanzi choose to stay alone in the inner hall?

Maybe, she should be puzzled, was the man in black really an assassin yesterday?

She naturally knew the jade bracelet on Ayan's hand. What communication did she and Fu Yan rely on?

Therefore, since Ayan dared to suffer this injury, he must be sure that he would never have any trouble.

No matter how much Concubine Xian thought or how sure she was, she still couldn't let go. Now Ayan was lying there in a life and death unknown. Is she really sure? Will the sword of the man in black be crooked? Otherwise, why would all the imperial physicians have no choice!

Concubine Xian felt more and more irritable, but her expression became calmer and even the eyes of Chu Yanzi became colder. A Yan was becoming more and more risky. Fu Yan was really a trouble, if...

Concubine Xian stroked the little prince's hand, and at some point he left the little prince's back, slowly curled up together, as if she had thought of something. Her hand trembled slightly, then came to her senses and gently stroked the little prince's back.

When Emperor Yong returned to Jujiu Palace, his face was calm, as if nothing had happened. Looking at Emperor Yong, Concubine Xian's eyes flashed. She had accompanied Emperor Yong for nearly ten years, so she naturally understood Emperor Yong. The current expression of Emperor Yong further showed that something unexpected happened during the time he left.

"How is Ayan?"

"The imperial physician said, wait."

When Xianfei heard Emperor Yong’s question, she lowered her head and hid her expression in her eyes. She had no words and answered him briefly.

Emperor Yong's mind was obviously not on Concubine Xian. After hearing her answer, he waved his hand to let everyone retreat, leaving the little prince and him alone.

Concubine Xian paused. For some reason, she had a strange sense of bad premonition in her heart, and this feeling, her intuition came from Emperor Yong in front of her.

Concubine Xian breathed lightly and suddenly said, "Your Majesty, you have been guarding the Concubine for a night yesterday. I guess you are exhausted at this time. Why don't you go and rest for a while? Leave it to me?"

Emperor Yong turned his gaze to Concubine Xian, looked at the faint worry and concern on her face, and his expression in his eyes did not change at all, and he said indifferently,

"I'll let you all go down."

The expression in the eyes of Concubine Xian narrowed her eyes, looked at Emperor Yong deeply, closed her eyes, and said for a while, "I obey the order."

Something happened.

But she didn't know what happened. Why did Emperor Yong leave for a while and his attitude became so strange?

The eyes of Concubine Xian's eyes darkened, and the expression of Emperor Yong just appeared in her mind. When he looked at the little prince, he no longer had the gentleness and warmth he used to be...

Concubine Xian paused from the inner hall and turned her head suddenly. The little prince was still ignorantly climbing up and walking slowly towards Emperor Yong, but Emperor Yong just stood there and looked at him. Seeing the little prince walked to the edge of the soft couch.

Concubine Xian's breathing became lighter and shallower, as if she was about to stop. She saw that the little prince had already stepped on the air. Just when she couldn't help but turn around to catch the little prince, Emperor Yong finally moved. Concubine Xian finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment, her breathing stopped instantly.

Emperor Yong did not let the little prince fall down, but did not support him. Instead, he pushed the little prince away like anger. Although the little prince did not land, he fell straight on the soft couch.

Concubine Xian seemed to see the little prince's head touching the hard desk beside the soft couch. She saw Emperor Yong's steps seem to have taken a step forward, but there seemed to be no. The little prince's cry came from the room, but Concubine Xian paused, but turned around and left with a calm look on her face.

Lianyun came over to support Xianfei, but was shocked by the coldness in Xianfei's eyes, and her face was slightly pale. What's wrong with the Empress?

Before she could figure it out, she suddenly heard the Empress's voice. She seemed to have heard it wrong. Her Empress had never spoken in such a cold voice.

"Go and check, what did the emperor just do?"

Lian Yun did not dare to delay and turned around and left.

However, Concubine Xian stood among the concubines, turned around to look at the prosperous Jujiu Palace, and there was the cry of the little prince in his ears. He seemed to see the moment the little prince fell to the ground, and the handkerchief she was holding seemed to be suddenly torn, but she seemed to have no feeling at all.

In the inner hall

Emperor Yong looked at the little prince crying pitifully, and a trace of care and regret flashed in his eyes, but it was very fast, but disappeared. He suddenly turned around and stopped looking at the little prince, but turned to Chu Yanzi and walked towards her step by step.

Emperor Yong sat beside her and suddenly held her hand and looked at the thin white wrist. It was this hand that was swaying in front of him day and night with the bracelet. He even praised her for her good looks.

Emperor Yong suddenly chuckled. At this time, under the background of the cry of the little prince, the laughter was too abrupt, but Emperor Yong seemed to have not noticed anything wrong.

However, Emperor Yong's gaze moved upwards and on Chu Yanzi's pale face, and a very contradictory look suddenly appeared in his eyes, both loving, pity and hating!

Emperor Yong held Chu Yanzi's hand and tried harder. The corners of Emperor Yong's mouth became deeper and deeper, but there seemed to be a slight moistness in his eyes, but it seemed like it was just an illusion.

He suddenly stood up and let go of Chu Yanzi's hand. With a "bang", Chu Yanzi's hand fell hard on the edge of the bed, with a slight red mark on it, which was very obvious on the originally fair hand.

Emperor Yong suddenly bent down and approached Chu Yanzi, putting every part of Chu Yanzi in his eyes. His hand slowly moved to Chu Yanzi's neck, and seemed to be placing it for a long time. He seemed to be murmuring something in his mouth, but no one could hear it clearly. Finally, he gently kissed Chu Yanzi's pale red lips, with a smile on his eyes, and it seemed wet.

Before Xianfei could wait for Lianyun to come back, Emperor Yong opened the door and walked out. Xianfei stood in the same place with her expression unchanged, but Emperor Yong did not look at anyone, but just said,

"Take good care of the imperial concubine and the little prince."

After saying this, he walked straight out of the Jujiu Palace, leaving behind a group of contemplative concubines. They could not believe that Emperor Yong would leave Jujiu Dock at this time. You know, when the imperial concubine gave birth, Emperor Yong guarded the imperial concubine for three days and three nights, and even if she was injured, she never left.

No one knew what Emperor Yong was thinking, and no one dared to guess what Emperor Yong was thinking.

When Xianfei heard their mixed voices, she felt even more irritable and suddenly shouted, "Shut up for me!"

Some concubines trembled, closed their mouths and did not dare to speak anymore, and looked at Xian Fei in fear, wondering why she suddenly got angry.

Of course, Concubine Xian knew that they were looking at her, but she couldn't take care of so much at this time. She let out a breath and slowed down, but there was still a sense of coldness.

"Go out! Go back to your palace!"

A group of concubines looked at each other, not sure what was going on today. Why did Emperor Yong and Concubine Xian be different from the past? What happened? But they didn't dare to stay for too long, and they convinced themselves and quickly retreated.

Concubine Xian stood in the courtyard of Jujiu Palace, with her hands folded, and just looked at the main hall like that. She listened to the soft voice of coaxing the little prince inside, and her eyes became deeper and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Soon, Lianyun ran in panting. She had just walked halfway and heard that the Jujiu Palace had dispersed inside, so she returned to Xianyun Palace. She didn't know that the Empress had not returned, so she hurried to Jujiu Palace.

After hearing Lianyun's voice, Xianfei seemed to come back to her senses. She finally glanced at Jujiu Palace, held Lianyun's hand and turned around and left. She could only see her frosty eyebrows.

"How about it?"

"King Xuan is gone."

Lian Yun lowered his eyebrows, lowered his voice and said.

Concubine Xian paused for a moment, closed her eyes for a while before she returned to normal, and then continued to walk towards Xianyun Palace.

Two days have passed, but Chu Yanzi is still unconscious, but Emperor Yong has never visited Jujiu Palace once. The morning court is still the same, but the low pressure around Emperor Yong can be felt in the court.

Moreover, for some reason, Emperor Yong suddenly began to find fault with the Chu family, the kind of person who was picking the bones in the eggs. Although the Minister of Chu did nothing wrong, Emperor Yong also said a few words coldly. For a moment, the harem and the previous dynasty did not know why Emperor Yong's transformation was, but no one dared to act rashly. The body of King Xuan who was dragged out of the Yangxin Palace that day was still vivid in my mind.

Day 3

Emperor Yong sat in the Yangxin Hall and nothing went well. The palace servants around him had been dragged down. All of them were not well served and the palace people were walking lightly, for fear of causing Emperor Yong's anger again.

Zhang Jin knew why Emperor Yong was, but he didn't even dare to say a word and stood beside Emperor Yong with his head down.

After a long time, Emperor Yong's somewhat irritable voice sounded in the palace, "What's wrong with Jujiu Palace?"

"If you go back to the emperor, there is still no news."

There is no news, but the imperial concubine has not woken up yet.

Emperor Yong tightened his hands, feeling that no one of the memorials in front of him could see. Suddenly, he spread all the things in front of him to the ground. The palace servants beside him knelt down, fearing to make any noise.

Emperor Yong saw everyone's behavior and suddenly leaned on the dragon throne weakly. His voice returned to calm, "Can Xian Concubine visit the imperial concubine in the past two days?"
To be continued...