Chapter 225 High-rise Danger
Prince Ming was so angry that his chest heaved. An Jiu felt that Prince Ming must have cursed the emperor's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.
"The Emperor still likes to grant marriages to people." The eldest prince came over. The Emperor glanced at him and leaned lazily on the chair: "Why? Big brother wants it too?"
"I don't want to." The eldest prince smiled and looked at An Jiu who was fiddling with the lights.
He squinted his eyes, unable to tell whether the emperor really had something in common with this maid or was he just putting up a bait?
After all, the emperor is a very cunning person.
During the palace banquet, he played dumb and made the Queen Mother and Prince Ruyang relax their guard.
Prince Duan suddenly exclaimed: "The courtesan is here."
No one stood up.
Probably not very interested.
Of course, it could be fake.
It was very lively downstairs, and Prince Duan regretted choosing the seventh floor, as he couldn't see the courtesan's appearance clearly from where he stood.
Floats passed by one after another, and beauties covered their faces with veils, waving to everyone...
Prince Duan smiled and said, "I'll go down and take a look."
After saying that, he ran downstairs with a stare on his face.
Ming Wang also stood up and followed him down.
Of course the eldest prince followed.
Upstairs, only Prince Jing, the Emperor, the Eighth Prince and Prince Jing were left.
Prince Jing smiled and asked, "Third brother isn't going?"
King Jing shook his head, yawned, and waited to watch the fireworks before leaving.
The Eighth Prince was completely attracted by the butterfly lamp. He said to An Jiu, "The wing is broken here. Just find something to fix it."
An Jiu nodded.
The eighth prince asked again: "Where did this lamp come from?"
An Jiu looked at the lamp, then at him. The Eighth Prince was very handsome and looked a bit like Concubine Yu, but his face still had the innocence and simplicity of a teenager, and he looked like he was very well protected.
"Does Your Highness like it?"
The Eighth Prince nodded: "I want to give one to my mother."
I see.
An Jiu whispered, "These were all won in the shop. The emperor has a lot."
The eighth prince turned and glanced at the emperor.
The emperor exhaled helplessly: "I heard everything and want to speak clearly."
The eighth prince smiled embarrassedly, and this smile was like the white lotus blooming in the lotus pond in the early morning, bathing in the first ray of sunshine, making people feel relaxed.
"Brother, I really want it."
The emperor hated Prince Ruyang, but he liked his younger brother. He said helplessly, "I'll have someone take you to your residence tomorrow."
An Jiu thought that he also cared about his brother very much.
However……
[I have to pick the one I dislike the most tonight. ]
An Jiu "..."
I'd rather be so stingy as to kill you.
Prince Jing laughed and said, "Jingchen still has the mentality of a child."
King Jing said, "There's nothing wrong with that."
He thought of Prince Ruyang, who was only one year younger than the Eighth Prince and had a completely different personality. Now he was still locked up. If the emperor was magnanimous, he might be able to release him in a few years. If not, Prince Ruyang would never be able to get out in this lifetime.
Serving the king is like serving a tiger.
The emperor had a gentle temperament, and these people seemed to have forgotten their limits.
Prince Jing nodded: "Jingchen should go down the mountain more often."
The eighth prince said, "The emperor asked me to stay in the capital for a few more days."
He missed his mother.
It’s good to practice meditation in the mountains, but he is also full of curiosity about the secular world. He just doesn’t know how to tell his mother. What if his mother doesn’t allow?
He was a little conflicted.
At this time, cheers from Prince Duan were heard from below, and he spent a huge sum of money to let the courtesan unveil her veil.
An Jiu was also curious about the appearance of the courtesan. She handed the lamp to the eighth prince and ran to the window to look down. Just then, the courtesan looked up and An Jiu saw her appearance...
"Wow."
An Jiu was amazed, and Prince Jing also stood up and looked down. He thought she was pretty. The Eighth Prince had no interest at first, but he also came over with a lantern to take a look, his face full of confusion.
"Is this a beauty?" he asked.
He felt that she was not as good-looking as Xiaojiu.
An Jiu nodded: "Yes, beautiful lady."
The Eighth Prince wanted to say something else.
An Jiu thought of a sentence on the Internet: "The flowers are blooming so beautifully, if we don't look at them, we will seem unromantic. It's just a look, it doesn't count as a violation of the precepts."
The eighth prince thought about it seriously, nodded, and said to An Jiu, "You are very interesting."
After saying that, he held the lantern and stood obediently beside Anjiu to watch the oiran.
The emperor almost lost his balance and stood up from his chair.
He looked at An Jiu and the Eighth Prince, and they looked exactly like Xiao Jiu and that idiot...
[What's interesting? What's interesting about the silly goose? ]
[This Xiao Ba will be sent to the mountain tomorrow. ]
[And there's that silly goose who only knows how to attract bees and butterflies. Stay in the palace and don't come out from now on. ]
An Jiu listened to her complaints and started laughing.
The Eighth Prince asked, "What are you laughing at?"
An Jiu said: "Nothing."
Prince Jing stroked his cat, watched everything calmly, and after a while he began to laugh softly.
"Mother Shu is back."
The emperor had known about this for a long time. Concubine Shu was the mother of Prince Duan. She had a gentle personality, but her health had always been poor. After the death of the late emperor, she was so worried that she couldn't get over it, so she went to guard the imperial mausoleum for several years.
After the death of the late emperor, the concubines all lived in the palace behind the Cining Palace. The emperor had it renovated years ago, and now it is just the right time for Concubine Shu to move in.
"Have you visited her?"
Prince Jing nodded: "He has lost a lot of weight and is in good spirits."
Prince Jing sighed: "The death of my father was a great blow to her."
The emperor took a sip of the tea and it became cold. He hesitated for a moment and finally swallowed it.
Speaking of Father...
The unspeakable sadness welled up in my heart again.
He missed the late emperor.
No matter how much time has passed, he thought.
That was his father. As long as his father was there, he felt that he had someone to rely on and that he was not alone in this world.
But the late emperor died.
The emperor's soul seemed to be sucked away.
For a long time he felt lost, like duckweed on the water. The palace was so big, but it was not his home anywhere.
Until one day, he woke up in Xiaojiu's house.
At first I was disgusted, I had no idea why the idiot liked living in a place like that.
Later, he had to admit that he did sleep soundly in that shabby house.
"Bang."
A firework exploded.
An Jiu’s first reaction was to look back at the emperor, and the emperor also looked up at her.
An Jiu heard his own heartbeat heavier than the fireworks.
So does the emperor.
He stood up and walked to the window step by step. Fireworks exploded one after another, filling the sky with prosperity.
The fireworks that came from nowhere suddenly changed direction and flew towards the Zhaixing Tower. Fortunately, Prince Jing was quick-witted and snatched the butterfly lantern from the eighth prince's hand and threw it out. The lantern was hit by the fireworks, sparks flew in the air, and fell onto the float below, causing panic below.
Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, countless fireworks flew towards the Zhaixing Tower. King Jing closed the window, and Lin San appeared with his men.
"Protect the emperor."
However, manpower was limited and soon a fish slipped through the net and fell on the upper floor, catching fire.
The emperor grabbed An Jiu immediately.
"Follow closely." He said in a deep voice.
He was neither surprised nor panicked by what he saw, as if he was used to it.
"Go down quickly." Prince Jing pushed the frightened Eighth Prince and said, "Follow the Emperor."
Then he said to Prince Jing's servant, "Protect your prince."
King Jing was in front, and Lin San and the others were at the rear, walking downstairs together.
At this time, there was already smoke in the building and shouting outside. When they came down, they met a few guys from the Zhaixing Tower who were running around in panic.
"Here are the stairs."
Someone shouted, and then more than ten people came over here. An Jiu was led by the emperor. She smelled the smoke and couldn't help coughing. The emperor took out a handkerchief, broke the teacup on the table, poured water into it, and covered An Jiu's mouth and nose.
"Here."
An Jiu took it and covered his mouth and nose. Just as he was about to follow the emperor downstairs, he found that these guys were not right. It seemed that they were coming for the emperor...
"Be careful." As soon as An Jiu finished speaking, the guy who rushed over was killed by the emperor's secret guards.
"Your Majesty, there must be an ambush below." Lin San said in a deep voice, the knife in his hand still dripping with blood.
The emperor took a look at the exterior of the Zhaixing Tower. It was impossible for fireworks to ignite the building, but the fire in the Zhaixing Tower was very fierce at this time. It should be that oil or something was poured outside the building.
This is a conspiracy against him.
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