Chapter 68 Rumors
The emperor snorted with murderous intent in his eyes, and put his entire weight on the old eunuch with his foot.
"Speak, are you mute?"
"I am your Majesty's servant, and the prince is your Majesty's son. They say this about the prince because of your Majesty. Only if the prince is your son, the ministers will say so. If it were a child from an ordinary family, it would have nothing to do with him. It's all because of your Majesty's teaching!
The emperor kicked the old eunuch away, hitting him on the shoulder and neck. His toes curled up in pain, but he dared not show it on his face and could only smile.
"Humph, you little dog slave are actually speaking in his favor,"
Seeing that the emperor's mood had calmed down, the old eunuch knelt down and smiled flatteringly: "I am dumb and can't speak, so I hope I won't upset your Majesty. How dare I have any other thoughts?"
The emperor pushed the memorials to the corner of the table and started to review the others.
The imperial kitchen staff brought some ice smoothies, which brought some coolness to the palace.
The old eunuch brought the smoothie plate over, called the young eunuch next to him and whispered something in his ear. The young eunuch then hunched over and hurried out of the corridor...
The pear tree in the Hexuan Palace was in bloom. The snow-white petals were guided by the wind, passed through the carved wooden window, and fell on the man's shoulder.
The man held the pen, his eyes were as cold as ice and snow in the twelfth lunar month, and he wrote the word "kill" on the rice paper stroke by stroke.
Jia Yi appeared in the room as fast as a ghost, bent down and reported: "Your Majesty, there is no problem with Concubine Jia, but... she seems to have fallen in love with that man, and she said she hopes you can show some leniency."
The man stood in front of the bookshelf with his slender figure, and took out a book with his noble fingers.
To Jia, "Tell Concubine Jia that if you want to have a future, don't meet again now."
Jia Yi knew that his master had agreed, and he sighed inwardly. As expected, his master couldn't bear to see lovers separated.
Perhaps because he had been separated from the princess, he was willing to accept all the feelings in the world.
Fortunately, the princess returned safely.
Jiayi's figure disappeared, and other secret guards appeared in the house.
The man was still writing steadily, revealing a half-powerful wrist. He wrote the word "kill" and asked in a cold voice, "Has the Ruan family made arrangements?"
The secret guard in the middle took two steps forward and saluted respectfully, then said, "Your Majesty, the Ruan family has begun to pay attention to Ruan Qingqing."
The man hung the brush on the pen holder, picked up the written words and looked at them, as if there was some mystery in them.
"Okay, let's add fuel to the fire and let her enter the palace. Isn't the man in the palace pursuing immortality? Let the Imperial Observatory tell him that Ruan Qingqing has the appearance of a lucky woman for her husband."
The rumors among the people came fiercely and violently. On the first day, some people said that Prince Hexuan had outstanding achievements in government and was truly a key minister of the Long Yuan Dynasty. On the second day, some people said that Prince Hexuan was the real dragon that had appeared in the world.
Originally, he would be beheaded for saying these things, but this kind of beauties are passed from person to person, and no one can tell who the source is.
The popular opinion led to the court officials starting to take sides.
The current emperor has few children. Apart from Prince Hexuan, there are only the fifth prince who has just reached the age of twenty and the sixth prince who is three and a half years old. Anyone with a discerning eye knows which side to stand on.
The aristocratic families in the capital also began to take action.
The emperor was very angry about the rumors these days, and Xie Jingyu did not come to explain. He was so angry that he smashed several vases.
This time the old eunuch did not come forward to beg for mercy, but lowered his head and watched everything coldly.
In the small room, spring was in full swing. Wei Qingcheng clung to the man's arms, panting unbearably.
"Jing...Yu..., will those...rumors...be harmful to you..."
The man was somewhat dissatisfied with his inattention, so he picked him up and stroked his smooth back.
"Yes, but this time we have to settle both the new and old scores. You will be satisfied. Our goal will be achieved soon.
Be good and pay attention, okay? ”
Wei Qingcheng could only be forced to indulge in pleasure again and go to Wushan with the man.
When you reach a certain age, your desires are not yet filled, but your body can already feel its limits.
In the solemn palace, the emperor sat alone on the dragon throne. Only at this moment could he feel his own existence.
In this palace, there are no fathers and sons, nor sisters. This is a truth he understood since childhood.
Since he killed his father and succeeded to the throne, he lived in fear every day. In the middle of the night, he woke up in dreams that his father and brothers wanted to kill him.
Not afraid, if one comes, he will kill one, if two come, he will kill a pair. He has lived in the cold palace since he was a child, and he has no family affection to speak of.
Forging imperial edicts, killing his father and brother, these things have stained his hands with blood.
But he didn't care. As long as he could sit in that position, no one would dare to bully him.
It was by the pond in the hot summer. The girl's pink dress and the lotus in the pond complemented each other. The fragrance of the lotus seeds accompanied the girl's own fragrance.
It went into his nose, and he didn't know how to describe the feeling of déjà vu. His mother was also such a woman.
He had just ascended the throne, and perhaps because he had killed too many people, the emperor's clothes always had a bloody smell. For this reason, except for attending court, he always wore casual clothes.
He approached the girl and asked her, "What are you doing here? Which palace are you from?"
Are there such concubines in the palace? He doesn't remember much, maybe because he was favored too much and forgets it as soon as he sees it.
"No, I'm here to see the Queen's flower-viewing banquet. What? Are you here to see it too? Don't you know the way?"
He looked at the girl's eyes which were full of arrogance and kindness that he had never possessed, and nodded in a mysterious way: "...Yes, can you take me there?"
"Okay, then come with me!"
The girl's voice was as sweet as a silver bell, something that a crow like him, who was born in a black hole, could not make.
He followed the girl step by step, briefly forgetting his own identity and all the unbearable things in his past.
When they got there, his true colors were revealed. The girl stared with her round eyes, surprised at him kneeling down to pay his respects.
After that, everything went smoothly. The girl was locked up in this man-eating palace wall by him, but she had not changed. She still had a faint fragrance on her body and a happy look between her brows.
Perhaps it is just like what the girl said, as long as your heart is in the paradise, your body will be in the paradise.
The emperor liked to see the girl so carefree and free, as if he were also on that vast grassland.
The emperor was in his prime, and all the concubines in the harem were pregnant. It should have been a happy occasion for the whole palace, but the emperor became more and more uncomfortable.
As he watched those children grow up, he felt more and more uneasy, as if he saw the shadow of his dead brother in those children.
A dark thought came to his mind: as long as these children grow up, his throne will be lost.
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