The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 557 Using poison to nourish poison (1)
The moment she heard his voice, Bailijing's first move was not to move away from him in fright, but to stand up and look down at his face.

The smoky eyes of Emperor Qin Han who should have been weak slowly opened, and there was no trace of sickness in them.

The first thing he looked at was the queen beside the dragon couch, and with a soothing smile, he asked, "My dear, are you scared?"

What kind of fright was the fright he was talking about, was his bleeding profuse or the capture of the palace that ended without a cause?
Bailijing didn't answer, her eyes were complicated.On the other hand, Beijun Yaowang and Shi Fanyin were very calm, as if they understood that he would wake up at any time, except for stopping the bleeding, they did not do any diagnosis and treatment for him.

Seeing Bailijing's doubts, Beijun Yaowang explained: "Although your majesty's body is poisoned, there is no need for an antidote..."

I only said half of what I said, but there is no need to say it more bluntly. The Emperor Daqin is the most brilliant pretender. He once again deceived his wife and everyone. With blood, confusion, and uncertain future The choice forced everyone to reveal their true colors.

The blood that flowed all the way was so realistic that it scared the courage of many people and made many people feel uneasy.

But Bailijing looked back, thinking of the death scene of Mo Wen being pierced through his chest with a sword and bleeding all over the ground, the disguise of Emperor Daqin this time was nothing more than that.

Bailijing pursed her lips and stood there, speechless for a moment.

The Great Qin Emperor stretched out his hand to hold her hand, wrapped it tightly, and let her sit low on the side of his dragon couch, staying beside him.

"Where is Bo Yan?" Emperor Daqin said.

Bo Yan entered the palace to listen to the decree, and his expression has returned to normal. As long as the emperor is still alive, there is no need to worry about it being premature. The emperor and minister are now in the same boat. The emperor can hold the queen, and Bo Yan can hold Fanhua.

"Your Majesty, all the rebels in Chang'an City have been arrested. This time, the thieves will be severely defeated. I will never dare to plot against you again. Please rest assured, Your Majesty." Bo Yan reported.

The dialogue between the emperor and the prime minister, the people can't get in the mouth, the only thing they can understand is that the grand empress ceremony is a grand event for the people of Daqin, but the emperor planned it properly early in the morning, taking advantage of the opportunity of the empress ceremony Clear the way.

What kind of disaster happened in Chang'an City today, what kind of dangers did it experience, and what wonderful or regrettable part of this failed palace change in the palace?
All the ministers are pawns, all insiders.The emperor has good means.

"Well, I'm getting married today, and foreign affairs are handled by Mr. Bo. I'm very relieved. Now that the fighting is over, people who have nothing to do with them can leave."

Regardless of Beijun Yaowang or Shi Sanyin, they are all attributed to irrelevant people.No one loves him, why has he ever loved anyone else?

Even when he met those chilling eyes, Shi Fanyin didn't show any fear.People who are about to die are always the most daring and arrogant. When the identity of the Yan clan was revealed, he never thought that he could go back alive.

But I have to admit that the innate killing spirit of the Great Qin Emperor forced Shi Fanyin to retreat again and again. He couldn't shake the young master's determination, and he was already defeated. If the Great Qin Emperor wanted him to die, he could live again. How many days?Although the Yan family is not afraid of the powerful, the powerful can destroy the flesh and blood of the Yan family.

The only thing Shi Fanyin can do now is to stay in the palace and protect the young master at any time.

Therefore, Shi Fanyin did not argue, and obediently walked out of the Qingxin Hall.

Beijun Yaowang glanced at the Great Emperor, and seemed to sigh secretly, but it was inconvenient to say more, and left after him.

There are only two emperors and empresses in Qingxin Hall.

Because the queen was ill and it was inconvenient to show her face in public, the Ministry of Etiquette had arranged for the state banquet, and the wedding day truly belonged to the husband and wife only.

An incense burner was burning on the table at the side to dispel the smell of blood. The emperor was lying on the dragon couch, and the empress was sitting beside him, holding his hand in his palm. This scene was like a previous life.

No matter how many disguises he has, no matter how many changes he has gone through, Jun Zhi always feels that the only one he should explain is his queen.

He was still lying on the dragon couch, but he had turned sideways, with a light belt on his hand, and pulled his wife closer, saying: "Jing'er, sit closer, let me take a good look at you. Don't you worry?" ?”

Emperor Daqin found that his wife saw him wake up, her eyes changed from surprise at first to acceptance after a short while, as if she had understood that he had designed another disguise, and once again deceived people including her.From her point of view, he made all kinds of plans without telling her, the plan has been completed, the game has been settled, and she was kept in the dark as one of the pawns.Once again kept in the dark.

"It's good for your majesty to wake up, and my concubine is naturally looking forward to your majesty's well-being." Bai Lijing obediently moved closer to him.

The emperor propped himself up and leaned against the dragon couch, Bailijing hurriedly leaned over and put the soft pillow on his back so that he could lean on comfortably.

Seeing her acting like this instinctively, Jun Zhi put a smile on his lips, stretched out his hand and hugged her, stopped her busy next step, put the tip of his nose against her face, took a deep breath, as if he had just returned to the world, and wanted to Inhale the smoke of the world.

He sighed softly and coaxed him to ask, "My dear, did you worry? How could something happen to me? Don't worry, my son won't become a posthumous child, and I won't let you be a widow again."

The familiar Liaoyuan voice, the cool palm, and the intimacy when the skin touches are all alive.

Bai Lijing leaned in his arms, but she felt a little confused for no reason. She looked up at his face and asked, "Doesn't Your Majesty think it's too unworthy to shed so much blood, even if it's just an act? Take your own life as a joke?"

Jun Zhi's complexion can't be said to be very good-looking, and his face will always be gray if he loses too much blood, but he was born too well, even if his complexion is slightly pale, people can't take their eyes off it, adding a bit of evil and enchanting beauty.

Jun Zhi took her hand, held it to his lips and kissed it lightly. He took pains to do so, but with a contented smile on his face, he sighed, "Jing'er, you are the one who cares about me most in the world. I am very happy. "

Bai Lijing stared at his face, trying to laugh mockingly, but couldn't.

Now that she is a snobbish mother, she only cares about the child in her womb, so she hopes that the person next to her pillow will live for a long time. She has already told him that she will only love the child in her womb. Ask, can it be called "the most"?
If she is the one who cares about him the most, how insignificant is the concern of others?
Regardless of whether her thoughts are ever-changing or not, Jun Zhi glanced outside the tent. There was a jug of wine on the table full of minced fruits and delicacies. He told her, as naturally as an old couple: "Go and pour two glasses of wine. Although you have You are pregnant, but you have to drink the wine."

Bai Lijing obediently got up to pour the wine, then walked back and handed him the wine glass.

Bailijing held his arms, raised her head and drank the wine in the glass. Before she could swallow it, Jun Zhi pressed the back of her head, pressed her lips against each other, and swallowed all the wine in her mouth, and drank it clean .

(End of this chapter)