The Musician Involved in Imperial Palace Fights (13)
In November, everyone stood still.
The emperor no longer trusted Zhao Ne and Shan Hengxin, but he didn't show the intention of punishing them at all.
Zhao Na is still standing in front of Jin Yiwei's commander, and Shan Hengxin is still leading troops in the northwest, as if nothing happened.
Li Yuebai was a little restless.
"Sir." Murong Nan smiled and looked at Li Yuebai: "Why are you so uncomfortable?"
"According to my opinion, naturally the sooner you start, the better, lest they continue to do evil." Li Yuebai said: " If the two continue to kill the innocent and frame the virtuous during this period, wouldn't it be our fault?"
"If it was me." Murong Nan's voice was suppressed very low, almost inaudible: "Naturally just do what Mr. said. ..."
It is a pity that he is not the emperor now.
The emperor still needs Zhao Ne to kill a few people for himself, so he hasn't acted on Zhao Ne
for a long time. "So when will you wait?" Li Yuebai suppressed his resentment.
"About December 14th." Murong Nan said: "By then, the people Zhao Ne should kill have been killed, and Shan Hengxin will return to Beijing to return to life."
"December 14th?" Li Yuebai suffocated. : "At that time...I'm afraid that Huifei's frame-up plan has also begun to be implemented."
"Yes." Murong Nan said: "Mr. Hasn't he already prepared a complete response?"
"It is indeed prepared, but only I'm afraid of it." Li Yuebai smiled bitterly.
Since he crossed over, he only wanted to complete the task, just want to keep the people in his camp safe, and it would be best to suppress all signs of framing in the bud.
However, looking at the current situation...I'm afraid that we will really have to head-to-head with Concubine Hui.
"Isn't this a good thing?" Murong Nan raised his eyebrows: "If the father had punished Zhao Ne and Shan Hengxin early, Concubine Hui would naturally be discouraged. After we didn't dare to frame her mother, we also lost the opportunity to defeat her completely. ."
"Oh?" Li Yuebai smiled bitterly: "It turns out that His Royal Highness likes to take risks."
"Is your husband complimenting me." Murong Nan leaned over, grabbed Li Yuebai's shoulders, and smiled: "There is a gentleman here, what else is there? Don't worry?"
"..."
"Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic." Murong Nan grabbed Li Yuebai's shoulder and shook it.
He knew that he was holding the winning ticket, his eyes were full of smiles, and his body still exuded a strong alcohol.
"Drinking?" Li Yuebai reached out and touched the opponent's forehead.
"A few cups..." Murong Nan rubbed his forehead, yawned, and leaned on Li Yuebai's shoulder.
"I'm asking someone to make sober tea for you." Li Yuebai thought of getting up, but was pulled back by Murong Nan, and fell down on the blanket.
As the weather is getting colder, the bamboo mats have been replaced by blankets. They are soft and warm, matching the indoor brazier, so comfortable.
"Don't go." Murong Nan whispered to Li Yuebai's ear: "Stay here and accompany me..."
"..." Li Yuebai was so pressed by him, his mind was blank, and he was about to speak. , I only felt that a hot and soft thing was pressing on his lips, still prying open his teeth, attacking the city, making an ambiguous sound.
"Hmm..." Without the strength to resist, Murong Nan licked himself like a candy, Li Yuebai thought vaguely-is this the limit? This child is just impulsive, and will not really do anything. Last time at Zijing Pass, he was just kindly helping himself with medicine. He didn't want to bully himself at all, don't get him wrong...otherwise, what should he do if he is sad ?
As if responding to his thoughts, only hearing a clear sound of tearing the cloth, his clothes were peeled off by His Royal Highness again, and in the most violent way.
The waiters had already been rejected, and the Qingxin Pavilion was empty.
"System..." Li Yuebai vaguely asked for help: "We're like this... can't it... will be discovered and caught by others..."
"Host, please rest assured, no." The system actually gave this answer: "No one will come at this time."
"..." Li Yuebai didn't even know whether it was happiness or worry for a while.
Murong Nan is sixteen or seventeen years old this year. He is already a dignified man in the ancient background, but in his conception, he is still a child or a minor. X relationship with a minor is against the moral code... No way. , Absolutely not.
But then again, Murong Nan is a traverser, maybe his actual age...how many thousand years old?
At the same time, there was a tingling tingling around the waist, Murong Nan scratched there badly and took a bite. Then, he was also bitten in the chest.
The sky was getting darker and darker in winter, and it was getting dark early in the winter, and the light in Qingxin Pavilion had not been lit yet, and soon darkness covered everything.
Early in the morning, when Li Yuebai woke up, he only felt pain all over his body, all kinds of aches and pains, unspeakable, and then thinking about what happened last night, he just wanted to go back to the classroom and die again.
The bedside was empty, and the murderer, His Royal Highness, had disappeared.
Li Yuebai sat up, put his right hand on his forehead, his brain was in chaos.
At first he was wary of Murong Nan in every possible way, but Murong Nan always put on an obedient and sensible appearance. When he completely believed that he was obedient, he suddenly took off the mask and turned into a little wolf pup, taking himself apart and eating.
It's... terrible.
When he was in chaos, the door opened.
His Royal Highness is back again.
His Royal Highness put on a uniform, put on a black cloak, and walked in from the house with a cold wind. There was no shame on his face as the murderer. Instead, he leaned to the bed, bent his left leg, and said with concern: "Sir Awake?"
"..." Li Yuebai didn't know what to say to answer.
"I was reckless last night, please forgive me." Murong Nan lowered his voice and moved to Li Yuebai's ear. The voice made people's ears itchy: "But I am sincere to my husband."
Before hearing the reply, Murong Nan said again: "Life and death are uncertain. I don't know if I will come back to see you in a few days."
"?" Li Yuebai couldn't help being stunned when he heard him say a goodbye. For a moment.
"My father sent me to lead thousands of Jingwei elite soldiers to Zijing Pass." Murong Nan said: "I trained at Zijing Pass for several days and waited for Shan Hengxin to pass by. After that, he will be captured in one fell swoop... Then, I will come back with Zhao. The first battle... now, we are about to set off." The
sword has no eyes. Even if Murong Nan's martial arts is above Shan Hengxin, accidents will inevitably occur. What's more, there is Zhao Ne, an old fox to deal with.
For a moment, Li Yuebai forgot to question Murong Nan, and he was full of worries.
Seeing that he was not speaking, Murong Nan thought he was still angry, so he whispered: "Sir, even if he blames me, he just has to protect himself."
He dropped a kiss on Li Yuebai's cheek, then turned and left. .
After Murong Nan left, Li Yuebai sat alone with the Jin quilt for a long time before he drove all the messy thoughts out of his mind and concentrated on the next task.
December 14th... this day is really special.
In the original plot, Concubine Hui framed the queen and chose this day.
Twenty years ago, on December 14th, the grand prince died.
The eldest prince was the first child of the queen and the emperor. He was very much loved by the emperor. After his death, the emperor unconsciously attributed the guilt to the queen, thinking it was the queen's improper care.
Every year on December 14th, the emperor rarely meets with the queen. Over time, the people in the palace became more and more afraid of this day, giving this day a hint of taboo.
Li Yuebai put everything in order, quietly waiting for this day to come.
On December 14th, the weather was hazy, and it was almost noon when there was light snow.
Concubine Hui had a sudden illness and was bedridden. This disease was also very strange. No matter how clever the imperial physician, she couldn't diagnose the cause and could not prescribe the right medicine.
The news broke, and the whole harem was panicked.
First, the queen personally came to visit the concubine Hui's palace, and then the emperor came personally after finishing the affairs of the central government.
It is common for the emperor to meet, but on this special day and place, it is somewhat out of date.
The empress planned to retire wittily so as not to have a dispute with the emperor and to get involved in the old things. It was endless. Unexpectedly, the emperor nodded faintly: "The queen will stay."
After Li Yuebai's efforts for a year, the emperor is kind to the queen. The sensitivity has risen to 50%, and the favorability of Huifei has dropped to 50%. Therefore, it is no longer as biased as in the original plot.
"Your Majesty..." In the bed tent, Concubine Hui struggled to get up and salute, but she couldn't do it. She always acted vigorously and convincingly, but now she is sick like this, uncharacteristically, her complexion is pale, her hair scattered, and more. Somewhat pathologically beautiful, on the contrary, it is more charming and heartbreaking.
The emperor could not help but comfort her a few words and let her exempt her.
"Why?" Even the emperor felt that Concubine Hui's condition was very strange.
"The concubines don't know... the concubines have always been in good health, and they have always been good recently..." Concubine Hui replied weakly.
After asking for a long time, everyone said that Concubine Hui's food, clothing, housing and transportation were all normal.
The symptoms are so weird, everyone no longer believes that this is sickness, and they all turn their thoughts in another direction-no matter how you look at it, they are all evil, I am afraid that someone has performed the witchcraft technique... the
only suspicious The thing is that Concubine Hui went to Qingxin Pavilion yesterday and listened to a song played by Master Yun.
The emperor frowned slightly.
The servants got orders and immediately went to Qingxin Pavilion in mighty force.
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