The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 134
"Prince..." The little palace maid couldn't help murmuring, and two red clouds flew up her fair and tender cheeks.

On the contrary, Eunuch Yu, who was standing behind him, frowned, with a hint of pity in his eyes.

He played with the wine glass in his hand, and said in a deep and seductive voice, "Your eyes are well drawn."

The little palace maid blinked her eyelashes and said shyly: "Your servant...is born like this."

"Really?" He raised his eyebrows and leaned forward slightly, "You know, I like this kind of eyes the most."

The little maid boldly said: "I seem to have heard that the crown prince once drew an unfinished picture of a beauty, and the person in the painting has eyes similar to those of a slave."

He drank the wine in his glass and said slowly: "What else do you know?"

"I know..." The little maid moved closer, exhaling like blue, "Prince, you like winter jasmine."

Bang Dang—all the wine cups and plates fell to the ground, and he stretched out his hand to grab the delicate neck of the little maid, his eyes filled with coldness and disgust:

"Since you know it, you shouldn't touch it."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Let go of your five fingers, boom—the slender woman collapsed on the ground, sobbing in horror:

"Prince, please forgive me, this servant made a mistake, this servant will never dare again!"

Liu Ying rushed over after hearing the sound, and when she saw the little maid lying on the ground, there was still something she didn't understand, so she immediately knelt down and said:

"Liuying is not good at discipline, please punish the prince."

He said indifferently: "Drag it out, and those who cleaned the study room will be punished fifty times together, and sold as slaves."

The little palace lady was muzzled and walked away, and the remaining few palace maids quickly cleaned up the mess, and were also driven out by Eunuch Yu with a wave.

No one sympathized with that little maid. After all, everyone knows that the prince is not a cruel person. Although he is a bit weird now, as long as he does things with peace of mind and doesn't think about other things, he can be regarded as the best master to serve in these palaces.

But there are always people who touch his bottom line, his reverse scale.

"Master, ask someone to change the dishes." Eunuch Yu was even more angry with the blind maid. It's been almost a day, and the master just calmed down a bit, and before he had eaten, he was completely destroyed again.

"No need." He picked up a jug of wine and walked to the bedroom on his own.

Eunuch Yu knew he couldn't persuade him, so he lowered his hands and sighed.

I hope the dust settles sooner and welcome Miss Nasu into the East Palace, otherwise the prince's hysteria will get worse if he continues like this.

He drank wine and walked through the promenade. The night was misty, and the winter jasmine trees in the courtyard were blown by the autumn wind, making a rustling sound. It was not yet the season of flowering, and the shadows of the branches were sparse under the moonlight.

He watched from a distance and closed his eyes.

Girl, wait for me.

The result of a hangover is a night of lethargy.

He sat up with his forehead propped up, feeling pain in his head.

Liuying heard the movement, opened the door and entered, and waited for him to get up.

"Your Highness, the Empress Dowager's people have been waiting in the front hall early in the morning."

Throwing away the cloth towel in his hand, when he spoke, his voice was still a little hoarse: "What are you doing?"

"Say you agreed, and have an appointment with Princess Xunyang."

"En." His thoughts were not clear yet, he answered vaguely.

Liu Ying then turned around and picked out a satin robe with dark patterns in white, dressed it properly for him, and took out a jade ring to wear around her waist.

When Eunuch Xu, who was beside the Queen Mother, saw Huangfu Yue boarding the carriage straight away, he was still somewhat surprised.

After all, with this master's temperament in the past, he must shirk for a few rounds.

Full of prepared rhetoric, completely useless.

Taking a peek at the tired face, Eunuch Xu didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly urged the two guards to drive the carriage to the outside of the palace.

In the swaying carriage, he closed his eyes, remembering the secret letter he received a few days ago.

Later Liang State repeatedly attacked the border. Although it did not cause any losses, he knew that it was only a matter of time.

Daqi, Houliang and Xiaoyang, the three countries have been in a stalemate for a hundred years. The surrounding small countries each choose to be affiliated.

When Emperor Qianqing was young, he also had the idea of ​​joining forces to annex it, but it failed in the end.

The lord of Houliang is a cunning and insidious person, belligerent and difficult to deal with, and Xiaoyang Kingdom, so far, has not been found out at all.

Father thinks that by remaining neutral, he can stay out of the matter, but he doesn't know...

Suddenly, there was a slight abnormal sound in his ears, and he opened his eyes suddenly - someone was approaching the carriage, more than one.

The sharp air pierced through the air, and he dodged subconsciously. A long sword passed through the carriage, a white light suddenly appeared, and then it was withdrawn quickly, leaving a crack.

The carriage stopped suddenly, and Eunuch Xu screamed outside:
"There are assassins! Protect the prince!"

Another sword aura pierced through the curtain of the car and came towards him. He clamped the tip of the sword between his fingers and snapped it - then stretched out his hand to pull the man in.

Dressed in gray, without a mask, his facial features are ordinary and featureless, and his eyes are cold.

He is a dead man with no background and no roots to be traced. If the task cannot be completed, he will not be killed.

Fragments of memory gradually emerged.

One day in his previous life, he originally just went to make an appointment and then returned to the palace, but he was intercepted by a group of dead soldiers on the way, and was accidentally injured. In order not to startle the snake, and also afraid that Su Yingchun would worry, he took advantage of the opportunity to raise him in Jingxi's other garden. After three days, when the wound no longer oozes blood and can move freely, he returned to the East Palace.

During those three days, he was half-conscious and half-awake, and began to be alert that someone in the court wanted to take his life. He suspected that it was the party member of the fourth brother, and later found out that the elder brother had the intention of treason, but in the end, the mastermind was not found out. Now it seems that Huangfuze should have done it.

His consciousness was chaotic this morning, but he forgot, the past will repeat itself.

The dead man was restrained by him, but he didn't show any panic, the five fingers of his right hand were clawed towards his waist and abdomen, while his left hand was hidden in his sleeve, the cold light was faintly visible.

He retreated pretendingly, made a feint, and then slammed into the pulse gate of the opponent's left hand. With his knee against his back, he aimed at his throat with force, blood sprayed on the walls, his body was limp, and he fell slowly to the ground.

Picking up the Broken Sword, he flew out of the carriage, and was immediately surrounded by four or five dead men.

One of the guards was dead, and the remaining one saw him appearing with a frightened expression on his face:

"Your Highness..."

Who would have expected that, just sending the master to another garden for an appointment, but also meeting an assassin, in a not-so-remote suburb, one could be caught off guard.

He didn't answer, he had sent a secret message just now, but it would take at least half an hour for his subordinates to arrive, this group of lunatics did not spare their lives, and their tricks were fierce, even if they had experienced it once, they still felt quite tricky.

The target of several people is him. Although he has practiced martial arts since childhood, he is not considered a master, so he can only try his best to delay time.

The dead warriors saw his intention, and they attacked more fiercely, trying to kill him with one sword. Unfortunately, his sword skills are all the best on the battlefield. Those people can't hurt him more than slashing his shoulders and waist from time to time.

After a while, there were only two dead soldiers left, but he was also exhausted, his white robe was punctured in several places, and he could vaguely see the bright red flesh turned out, clutching the deepest wound on his abdomen, the pain did not make him feel sick. Qingming, but felt a little dizzy.

(End of this chapter)