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

Chapter 138
Seeing Fuxia approaching, Liu Qiyun pulled her arm, her long nails were almost deeply embedded in Fuxia's arm.

Fuxia suffered from pain, but dared not break free.

"The gate of the palace opened...it's Your Majesty...Your Majesty..."

Liu Qiyun whispered excitedly, she suddenly stopped, as if her throat was blocked by her own words, her lips were slightly parted, as if she was too surprised to close them in time.

Fuxia's arm hurt again, and Liu Qiyun pinched her even harder.

She reluctantly raised her head and followed his gaze, her pupils shrank for a moment.

"Your Majesty... No, Liu Cairen." Song Qing'an walked in with a smile, and the palace gate slowly closed behind him.

Liu Qiyun's phoenix eyes widened, looking at Song Qing'an as if she had seen a ghost.

"Did Cairen come out to meet me? I'm really flattered."

Song Qing'an smiled lightly and walked towards Liu Qiyun, and stood still at the bottom of the steps.

Liu Qiyun slowly regained her composure, and realized that she lost her composure and combined with Song Qingan's ridicule, her face turned blue and white, which was exceptionally wonderful.

"The princess came here without a decree, but to resist the decree and disrespect! This palace is going to report to His Majesty!"

Liu Qiyun flicked his sleeves, came down the steps aggressively, and shouted loudly to the guards at the palace gate.

However, those guards did not look sideways, obviously not moved by her words.

Song Qing'an stood in the distance, watching her approach with a smile on his face.

Liu Qiyun walked up to her, and raised her hand to slap her.At this moment, the bamboo smoke that had been behind Song Qing'an moved, and before Liu Qiyun could react, she felt a numbness in her wrist, followed by a heart-rending pain.

Liu Qiyun let out a cry of pain, clutched her wrist and bowed down,
Zhu Yan directly twisted and dislocated her wrist.

Fuxia's face was pale, wanting to approach but not daring to approach.

"Your Majesty is still so impatient, Qing'an is really surprised."

Song Qing'an narrowed her eyes and smiled, raised her hand to beckon to Cuizhu, and a scroll of Minghuang imperial decree was handed into her palm.

"Young lady, take a look, what is this?"

The bright yellow silk with the will written on it slowly unfolded in front of Liu Qiyun, the severe pain in her wrist made her eyes scarlet, and tears overflowed in an instant.

She is Liu Ziming's legitimate daughter. She was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, and she has never suffered a bit.This was the first time she had suffered such an injury.

Liu Qiyun was in pain and annoyed, she didn't even want to read what was written in the imperial decree, she just glanced at it and said: "This is a false edict! Come on, hurry up and take down this thief who dared to forge His Majesty's decree!"

However, no one paid any attention to her, Song Qing'an's smile did not change, he stood in front of her and looked at her indifferently, as if he was watching a farce.

"Your Majesty, I can't bear this crime. Is it indeed His Majesty's will, or is it written by His Majesty himself, why don't you take a closer look at it?"

As Song Qing'an said, he moved the imperial decree closer to Liu Qiyun, almost touching the tip of her nose.

This imperial decree is naturally true, but Jiang Zhi clings to Emperor Liang's hand and writes it down stroke by stroke. How can it not be called "handwriting"?

Liu Qiyun's head was swollen by Song Qing'an's mocking and provocative "mother" one after another, she suddenly raised her sleeve and brushed away the things in front of her.

Her left hand was still intact, and although it was done in rage, it didn't have much strength.However, the bright yellow silk was extremely fragile, and it was torn from the middle by her flick.

sizzle.

The sound of the cloth being torn was clear. Song Qingan was still holding half of the roll, while the other half was lying pitifully on the ground.Under the sun, a few floating silk threads can still be seen at the broken silk.

Song Qing'an raised his eyebrows in surprise, there was a lot of movement here, and the tearing sound naturally attracted the attention of the guards at the palace gate.

But their positions were a bit tricky, Zhuyan happened to be in front of the half of the imperial decree that landed, blocking the guards' sight.

"Princess, what happened?"

Liu Qiyun had already realized how stupid she had done, the chief guard's question made her whole body tremble, she only dared to stare at Song Qing'an with hatred, but did not dare to do anything else.

The head guard approached, stopped a few steps away from them, and asked in a deep voice.

Song Qing'an turned around leisurely, collected the imperial decree in his hand calmly, it was undoubtedly intact from the outside.

"Liu Cairen was a little excited and accidentally tore the veil. It's nothing else, so please take care of the chief guard."

The chief guard frowned, trying to look behind her.However, Song Qing'an unexpectedly took a step forward, and the distance between the two of them suddenly drew closer. The chief guard felt a sudden shock, and hurriedly took half a step back.

Song Qing'an was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I see that the chief guard has an injury on his hand..."

The head guard looked down, and there was indeed a cut in his hand.These ordinary wounds are commonplace, he shook his hands and said: "It's nothing, thank you princess for your concern."

Song Qing'an nodded, with a smile on his lips: "It's been hard for you these days, I will go and ask His Majesty for a favor."

"It's all what we should do, thank you princess for your love."

The chief guard cupped his hands and returned to the palace gate.

Seeing him step back, Song Qingan turned around, and the smile on his face became brighter again.

With light steps, she approached Liu Qiyun who was stunned, and slowly bent down: "Your Majesty destroying the imperial decree, this is a crime of disobedience and disrespect."

The just-in-time sunshine fell into Song Qingan's eyes, illuminating her light-colored pupils more and more clear, but her soft smile distorted the clarity.

Liu Qiyun looked at her, feeling terrified that the person in front of her looked like a fairy who had just cultivated into adulthood.

"You are talking nonsense! It must be because you have done something wrong, Ben Gong... Ben Gong didn't do anything!"

Liu Qiyun was afraid of attracting the guards, so she dared to scold in a low voice.A string of words escaped from the throat, becoming difficult to distinguish, quite comical.

Song Qing'an frowned slightly, his smile faded away, and his eyes were cloudy: "Your Majesty still doesn't understand your situation? If you don't want to be found out, just shut up obediently."

Liu Qiyun suddenly fell silent, not because she listened to Song Qingan's words, but because she was taken aback by Song Qingan's sudden change.

While he was in a daze, Song Qing'an winked at Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan moved, and the next moment, Liu Qiyun screamed again.

Her dislocated wrist was reattached, in the most brutal way possible.

The pain that hadn't been relieved was overwhelmed by a new round of severe pain, and Liu Qiyun didn't have the energy to think about anything else.But Zhuyan and Cuizhu pulled Liu Qiyun's arm, one left and one right, and dragged her into the palace almost like pulling her forcefully.

Fuxia stood aside at a loss, and hurriedly followed after hesitating for a moment.

The ground in the courtyard was empty, and the other half of the imperial decree had long since disappeared.

Song Qing stood still in the courtyard, when a gust of wind blew, and some loose clothes were blown against her body, showing a slightly thin figure.

The guards looked at their noses, their noses, their noses and their hearts, and they didn't care about Liu Qiyun's two shouts just now.

As long as it doesn't go against His Majesty's will, it doesn't matter how Princess Zhaoding torments her.

Ever since Changle Palace was confinement, they had tacitly accepted that Liu Qiyun had been thrown into limbo, and it was His Majesty's grace to be visited.

It is natural to distinguish between a concubine who has been thrown into the cold palace and a princess who is gaining power.

Song Qing'an raised his hand, feeling the wind passing through his fingers, softly like a mother's comfort.

She lowered her eyes and suddenly smiled.

(End of this chapter)