The silly concubine said: close the door and let the prince go

Chapter 177

But before Jun Yi swung his long sword down, a hoarse voice came from outside the palace gate.

"Go back to empress, third prince, the hangover soup is ready." The elderly doctor outside the door shouted.

Damn!

Jun Yi frowned, and put the long sword in his hand back into the scabbard on the rotten wooden frame beside him with a dark face.

Feng Weiyue raised her thick long eyelashes to look at Jun Yi's unsuccessful face, a smug smile curled up on her lips.

She straightened her temple hair, walked back to Jun Zefan, knelt down and held the fleshy hand outside the quilt, and called to the old doctor outside the door: "Come in."

Immediately afterwards, the door of the palace was quickly opened, and the old imperial physician quickly walked to Feng Weiyue's side with hangover soup in both hands, and handed over the soup, accompanied by a large wave of imperial physicians and palace officials.

Seeing Feng Weiyue taking the hangover soup with both hands, Jun Yi quickly helped Jun Zefan to feed him the soup. He stepped back coldly and said, "Mother, since the hangover soup has already been fed to the emperor, how about Yi Yi?" I will come to see my father another day."

Feng Weiyue glanced at Jun Yi with a haggard face and nodded, "Go down."

After finishing speaking, Jun Yi walked out of the dormitory without turning his head back. When he stepped out of the dormitory, a familiar figure came into his eyes.

how come?
impossible!
Jun Yi frowned, staring at the person walking towards him in disbelief, and took a few steps back in fright.

"Come, come, come! Where are the people in my palace?!" Jun Yi looked at the few palace people around and shouted anxiously.

On the bluestone steps, Jun Zechen came gradually in black and python robes, with a handsome and deep face under the high hair crown, a pair of deep and cold pupils stared straight ahead at Jun Yi who was not far away.

"No, it's impossible," Jun Yi shook his head vigorously, and shouted around, "Where is my prince's servant? This prince is going back..."

Jun Zechen walked slowly in front of Jun Yi with a sullen face, and said coldly with his hands behind his back: "Why is nephew so anxious to go back to the palace?"

"Huang, Uncle Huang?" Jun Yi took another step back, panicked and said incoherently, "No, it's impossible, it's impossible! You, you should be buried in a sea of ​​flames right now, how come, how come you appear here, it's impossible Yes! Impossible!"

Jun Zechen looked up at the dark sky above his head with a sneer, shook his head, and said, "Anything is possible, your emperor's uncle is my fate, I think what you most want to know at this moment is Lord Qing and Qu Wei Where did the general go?"

Jun Yi frowned and wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Jun Zechen, "Oh, and the soldiers and horses you deployed in the palace."

"What did you say, uncle? I don't understand nephew." Jun Yi glanced around, pretending to be nonchalant.

Jun Zechen said indifferently with a cold and resolute face: "Burn the emperor's uncle's mansion, and want to destroy the emperor's uncle, and deploy a large number of soldiers and horses in the palace. Nephew, are you planning to rebel?"

Jun Yi waved his sleeves and turned around with a pale face, muttering: "What rebellion are you plotting? Uncle Emperor, I am sorry that Nephew Emperor does not understand what you are talking about."

The moonlight poured indifferently.

Jun Zechen suddenly laughed loudly, his midnight-like pupils were bright and dazzling.

"Nephew, Uncle Huang advises you, your father is still drunk inside, you just can't wait, be careful not to do evil, but, live."

Jun Zechen said, deliberately emphasizing the tone of the last three words.

Hearing this, Jun Yi's eyes widened all of a sudden, and he shook his head violently in disbelief, "Impossible, impossible! The throne is mine! Mine!"

"You are obviously a fool," Jun Yi suddenly pointed at Jun Zechen's face and said, "It's easy for me to get rid of you, you should have been buried in the sea of ​​fire! Why did you come to fight for the throne with me, why!"

Jun Zechen is not dead.

Then he will be finished.

His throne, everything he wanted, is gone, all gone.

Jun Yi propped his forehead with his hands, and knelt down on the ground in a daze.

(End of this chapter)