shock!Crazy criticism of treacherous ministers was dumbfounded by soft beauty kiss

Chapter 116
The shadows of the dark trees danced under the moonlight, and the lake on one side was silent and shimmering with silver.

Song Qing'an glanced at Pei Qing's forearm, but raised his palm, clasped his hand from the bottom, and clasped his fingers.

"Let's go, Pei's palm print."

Song Qing'an looked up at him with a gentle smile on his face.

Pei Qing lowered her eyes and said nothing, but her hands tightened tightly, and they were tightly pressed against her.

The two left the forest, and Liu Quan had been waiting outside.

"Send the princess back."

"Yes."

Liu Quan responded and was about to step forward when he realized that Song Qing'an was still standing beside Pei Qing.

Song Qing'an struggled, but couldn't move an inch.

Pei Qing said to let Song Qing'an go, but her hands were still tightly held.

"Pei's palm print..."

Song Qing'an had no choice but to whisper, and took Pei Qing's hand.The wide sleeves slid down with his movements, revealing a section of his bright wrist.

She lightly kissed the place where the two held each other, then turned around and hugged him.

The scent of aloes completely enveloped her, and Song Qingan felt extremely at ease in her arms.

Pei Qing leaned over slightly and buried her head in her neck.

After a while, Song Qing'an took half a step back, wanting to get out.

However, Pei Qing pressed her back and pulled her back.

Song Qingan bumped into her arms, her heart stopped for a moment.

Liu Quan lowered his head and kept looking at his toes. The embroidery on the toe is really beautiful, very... very simple!
"Liu Quan."

Liu Quan let out a "hey" and stepped forward a few steps with his head bowed.

"Send the princess back, be careful."

Only then did he dare to look up, seeing that the two were standing apart, he was relieved.

"Yes."

He complied, and silently walked to Song Qingan's side.

"Pei's palm print, if you are free some other day, send someone to my palace to say yes."

Song Qing'an softened his brows and eyes, and whispered to Pei Qing.She shook Pei Qing's hand again before walking away.

Liu Quan hurried a few steps to the front and held up a lamp to lead the way. Song Qing'an followed slowly, and suddenly looked back.

The moonlight was like water, and the wind blew by, bringing up her slightly messy temple hair.

Broken hair brushed his face, and his eyes were blurred.Song Qing'an fiddled with her hair, lowered her eyes and smiled, turned around and walked away in embarrassment.

Pei Qing stood still in place, and only slowly left when she could no longer see her back.

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After returning to Mingguang Palace, Song Qing'an didn't even bother to wash up, so he screened everyone out, not even leaving behind the bamboo smoke.

She lit the incense again, and removed some wicks from the candle lamps on the dressing table.

Shaking the candle, she took out the jade pendant and looked at it carefully.

This should belong to my grandfather's house... But how did Pei Qing get it?
This jade pendant does not seem like something that would be randomly placed in the warehouse. According to Emperor Liang's temperament, it should have been destroyed a few years ago.

At that time, Pei Qing was not the palm seal of the Supervisor of Rituals, and it was even more impossible to intervene in it, so... Emperor Liang himself wanted to keep it.

Rubbing the raised patterns on the jade pendant with her fingertips, Song Qingan frowned in thought.

It is definitely not as simple as a jade pendant.

Originally Song Qing'an guessed that it might be a keepsake of the Lu family, but something that could be preserved by Emperor Liang couldn't be so simple as a keepsake.

Do you want to inform your brother?
Song Qing'an clutched the jade pendant, and rarely hesitated in his heart.

She didn't know what it was, but brother... what if he knew?
Regardless of whether his brother knew it or not, he would not tell her.

Song Qingan breathed a sigh of relief and spread his palms.

Under the candlelight, the jade color was warm and moist, but even though Song Qingan held it for a long time, the jade pendant was still as cold as water.

She thought for a while, and finally put the jade pendant away.

Let's not mention it for now...I'll tell my brother in a few days.

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On the second day, Emperor Liang still didn't wake up, and stayed for a day.

Concubine Chen forcibly suppressed all the news, and only said that His Majesty returned from spring hunting for the first time, was quite tired and lazy, and needed some training.

Lu Chuan and a group of imperial doctors never came out after entering Weiyang Palace, and I don't know if there is a way.

Song Qing'an didn't care about these things, and it had nothing to do with her that Emperor Liang fainted more or less every day.

After a few more days, Emperor Liang seemed to have woken up, but he was still very weak and still unable to go to court.

So he made an extremely shocking decree.

"Pei Qing acting as the government?!"

Song Qing'an was shocked when he heard the news, and couldn't help raising his voice.

"Princess, keep your voice down."

Zhu Yan hurriedly hissed, Song Qing calmed down, but still couldn't slow down.

"How...how could it be?"

It is unprecedented for eunuchs to govern in person.She could imagine how chaotic the front court must be at this time.

Even though Pei Qing had meddled in political affairs before, at least Emperor Liang was still present.But now... just push him out in the open.

How could Emperor Liang delegate power to such an extent?
Could it be Pei Qing...

Song Qing'an paced back and forth in the hall, feeling restless.

It is true that Pei Qing has not been seen in the past few days. He seems to be very busy, and he has few days in the palace.But Emperor Liang stopped court after he fell ill, and it is said that there were very few cases that needed him to deal with. As for Emperor Liang...there were imperial doctors and ghost doctors, so he was not needed.

From this point of view, Pei Qing's busyness is very strange.

"Princess, the people of the previous court are very dissatisfied with this decree. The servant girl heard the rumors in the palace and said..."

"say what?"

Song Qing'an paused, looking at Zhu Yan with coldness in his eyes.

Zhu Yan took a few steps forward and whispered in her ear: "Say...this is a false edict."

Song Qing'an's heart thumped, and a sense of suffocation came.

It's not right...so wrong.

"Princess?"

Looking at her expression, Zhu Yan couldn't help worrying.

"You go down first, I will stay by myself for a while."

Song Qing'an rubbed his forehead, just about to go inside, he called Zhu Yan to stop again.

"Brother, do you have a message?"

"Not yet."

Don't you think it's surprising that you haven't heard from me for a few days? Why didn't you write?
Song Qing'an walked to the window with a sullen face, and opened the window a crack.

The wind blew into the hall with a coolness, which finally made her clearer.

Song Qingan let the wind blow.

That imperial decree...should not be a coercive edict.

Even if it was, it wasn't Pei Qing who did it.

Pei Qing would not be someone who is so full of mistakes and omissions.

What a coincidence... When Emperor Liang fell ill, he announced his decree, telling the world clearly that Pei Qing did all of this.

Even if he really wants to seize power, it won't be... It won't be such a clumsy method.

Song Qing'an calmed down a bit, closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

So who... schemed against Pei Qing?
She suddenly remembered those assassins last time.

It was only after a period of time that she realized that the poison in Pei Qing was aimed at those who knew martial arts.So the person I met later was originally for Pei Qing.

In addition, I heard that when Wei Ping brought people to look for them, they were stopped by another group of people.

Did it start from then...the beginning to get rid of Pei Qing.

The matter of investigating the assassin has never been followed, and Emperor Liang's attitude is also ambiguous.Song Qing'an bit her lower lip, her pupils became darker.

Is there someone else...or...that is what Emperor Liang meant.

The cunning rabbit dies, the running dog cooks.

Did he feel that he was going to die, so before he died, he wanted to wipe off this stain with his own hands, so as to win a good reputation praised by all ages?
What a... what a similar story.

Thinking of Lu Xiang, Song Qing'an clenched his hands even tighter, leaving ten red crescents in his palms.

(End of this chapter)