The dark-bellied prime minister's cute wife

Chapter 78
The clouds floated in the sky, showing their softest posture, until they were dyed crimson by the dazzling sunset, and there was a loud cry from Jianjia Tower.

She was born under the expectant eyes of her parents, her limbs curled up together, her soft lanugo was almost transparent, Yan Ke hugged the child, watching her crumpled face glowing with a faint pink, her small eyes were as wet as if stained with the last morning sun. The black grapes shining with dewdrops look very cute.

Yan Ke hugged the child and sat next to Tian Lanshan, looking at her pale face and long hair soaked in sweat, the smell of blood in the room hadn't dissipated yet, but he didn't leave.

"Rest well, my Dawn."

His fingers brushed aside the messy hair of the sleeping woman on the bed, Yan Ke's unparalleled handsome cheeks showed a deep-rooted tenderness, and he could almost fall in love with it at the first sight, and his thin lips fell on the woman's forehead, representing his cherishment.

"When you wake up, everything should be over."

A deep and hoarse voice spread out in the room, and the ups and downs of the tone seemed to predict something, with a strange and deep atmosphere.

Long Scrophulariae has been in a bad mood for the past few days, as if something happened beyond his expectations.When he heard the news, Long Xuanshen's heart skipped a beat, and he hurried north to return to the palace, but with the speed of the carrier pigeons and the long return journey, when he really returned to Jinling, he found it was too late.

What remained in the palace was the deserted Jianjia Tower.

Wu Shan was standing on the steps, he had already regarded the prohibition of dragon scrophulariaceae as nothing, and wantonly appeared in Qionghua hall.Those guards who dared to stop him have been replaced by his own people.

Hearing footsteps, Wu Shan raised his head to look at Longxuancan, his cold face was full of deep-seated sarcasm, mocking Longxuancan's favor for Xuanyuan Linglong, mocking Longxuancan's deliberate cold treatment of Yan Ke, mocking for a woman's smile The emperor who lost a good minister.

Long Xuanshen's face sank like water. Although he expected the situation to be bad, he didn't expect it to be this bad.Yan Ke actually ignored the palace's ban and handed in the resignation memorial, then ran away with his wife and daughter, and he was so stunned that he didn't receive any news.

"It seems that you have chilled people's hearts." Wu Shan's words were cold and sharp.Today's Dragon Scrophulariae does things according to its preferences, and it is not as good as Feng Zhuxi's in the past.

"Get lost." Long Scrophulariaceae pursed his thin lips, heralding his anger.

"It's a pity. Good prime minister...The situation in the Southern Jin Dynasty is a bit bad now." A little regret appeared on Wu Shan's cold face, and the coldness in his eyes turned into extreme ridicule after touching Long Scrophulariae's suppressed anger face, "If you want Give me the Southern Jin Dynasty, maybe I can help you dominate the world."

He has this ambition!He is an overlord, not a conservative king!
In an instant, Wu Shan's aura reached its peak. At this moment, he was not a Dingshan King, but he had the aura and ability to look down on the world, even faintly above the Dragon Scrophulariae.Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to wander around in the palace after Dragon Scrophulariae ordered the ban on Qionghua Palace, because his own power had not been completely wiped out by Feng Zhuxi, and his conspiracy theory was still on top of Dragon Scrophulariae.

Long Scrophulariae looked at Wu Shan, the suppressed anger in his eyes was finally overturned, and the aura around him was mixed with the wrath of the emperor.The emperor got angry and laid down the dead body for a hundred steps.

"All the eunuchs and eunuchs in the Jianjia Tower were all executed with sticks. King Dingshan was sent to the heaven prison to wait for his punishment."

The two simple instructions cost dozens of innocent lives, and exhausted Wu Shan's last good impression of Dragon Scrophulariae.Someone asked Concubine Chen to intercede, but Concubine Chen ignored it and stayed in Qixia Palace to wait for the return of Dragon Scrophulariae.

The miserable begging for mercy and the crackling of boards sounded from the palace people behind him. Long Xuanshen watched Wu Shan go to the prison with cold eyes, and walked back to Longqian Palace with his sleeves flicked.

There is no one in this world that he can't control.Except the dead.

"Call Concubine Chen over."

Back at Longqian Palace, the familiar ambergris failed to calm Longxuancan.A murderous intent flashed in his eyes.Without his instructions, Yan Ke led Tian Lanshan and his party out of the palace and left Jinling in a mighty way. After passing through a small town called Lianhua Town, they disappeared completely.

Recalling that when Feng Zhuxi was still the queen mother, Yan Ke was almost in power.Despite his youth, he had a convincing charisma of his own, almost regal.

It's just that the king lies on the side of the couch, how can he allow others to sleep soundly.

For Yan Ke, Long Scrophulariae has always been deeply jealous.No matter how peaceful the relationship is on the surface, only he knows the unmatched reputation that almost none of the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty opposed Yan Ke when their political opinions were inconsistent, and only he knew that Yan Ke actually did not let the king go. in the eyes.

"Your Majesty." Xuanyuan Linglong's arrival broke his meditation.

"Concubine Chen, play the piano for me." Long Xuanshen closed his eyes.He always remembered that Yan Ke had great power and played a pivotal role in the court.But this time when something happened to the imperial mausoleum, he was at a loss, and he relied on Yan Ke to stabilize the turbulent Southern Jin Dynasty.

Xuanyuan Linglong remained silent, lightly flicking her fingertips, and the melodious sound of the piano, painting a paradise.

Long Scrophulariaceae felt irritable because he thought of Yan Ke more and more.People in the world say that Yan Xiang is benevolent in governing the world and loves the people very much, and the court is full of praise.At some point, they subconsciously obeyed Yan Ke's instructions, as if they had forgotten that there was an emperor above Yan Ke.

Looking down at the strings, Xuanyuan Linglong evoked a faint smile.She knew why Long Xuanshen accepted her, because Yan Ke had objected.Her entry into the palace will definitely cause chaos.But the emperor above is a proud and arrogant master, and he doesn't want to listen to Yan Ke's words.She can see clearly these days, so she dares to fight Yan Ke openly and squarely.

The smile on the corner of her mouth was gentle, and under Xuanyuan Linglong's fingers, countless musical notes fell into flowers and bloomed at her feet, creating a false peace for the emperor above.

Dragon Scrophulariae's eyes gradually deepened.Yan Ke has already stayed away from this court, but Long Xuanshen knows that the absence of any news about Yan Ke means that Yan Ke's power is too great to block his power.

In the whole world, is it the land of the king?On the shore of the land, could it be the king's ministers.If Yan Ke's power blocked the king's power, then in the eyes of the king, it would be tantamount to treason.

Twisting the strings with your fingertips, the sound of the piano is deep and melodious, peach blossoms are flying, not like the world, but better than the world.Xuanyuan Linglong chanted in a low voice.

"…Green Zijin, Youyouwoxin…"

The singing lingered for three days, turning into the melodious voice in the heart of Long Scrophulariae.

"Come here." Long Xuanshen said suddenly, and the king's eyes looked directly at Xuanyuan Linglong.

Xuanyuan Linglong pressed the strings of the zither, stood up gracefully, every move she took was noble and elegant, even though she was not favored, but she was born in the royal family, so she had her own arrogance.

Xuanyuan Linglong sat next to Longxuancan, this time, she didn't make any movements, just looked at Longxuancan with a smile.Like a victor, a proud queen.

"Your Majesty." Xuanyuan Linglong's voice was soft and sweet.

Long Scrophulariae stretched out his hand to hold her little hand, his skin was white and jade-like, and felt like the finest silk and satin, extremely silky.The woman's small and round nails were painted with Lancome, exuding a faint fragrance.

Xuanyuan Linglong is a beauty, and a delicate and elegant beauty.It seems that all beauties in the world should be like this, with good looks, elegant temperament, and everyone's etiquette in their actions.But also because of this, in the eyes of Long Scrophulariae, who is used to seeing beauties, this beauty becomes inexplicably ordinary.

The appearance of the sky suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, with a delicate little face and a distinctive lively temperament. No matter where I went, I always had a bright smile on my face, as if I had endless vitality.That feeling is like seeing a vivid touch of green on a barren sandbar.

Long Scrophularia finally let go of Xuanyuan Linglong.Why force yourself to accept a defective product if you have something better in mind.And it so happened that Xuanyuan Linglong was a defective product in Long Xuanshen's heart.

"Go down." Long Xuanshen withdrew his eyes coldly.

Xuanyuan Linglong smiled, neither unwilling nor dissatisfied, then shook her sleeves and left.

"Xiao Huizi, summon Su Yunbo to enter the palace." Long Xuanshen's eyes froze slightly.He could see the relationship between Su Yunbo and Yan Ke, and Yan Ke's departure would not be possible without his help.

"The slave is going here."

In the huge palace, the fragrance of ambergris curled up like the wind, complementing the splendor of the carved beams and painted buildings, while the most honorable king of the Southern Jin Dynasty just leaned on the soft couch without saying a word.

A month later, on a trail leading to Mount Qiying, a carriage was slowly moving forward, and faintly heard the cries of a baby and the gentle coaxing of a man from inside.

Finally the carriage stopped at the end of the path, and the driver of the horse was a stern man. He stopped the carriage firmly, then got out and put the stool in place.

"Master, madam. Here we are."

A nasal answer came from the carriage, "Yeah." Gentle and yet polite, just hearing the voice, one knew that this person must be a handsome young man.

The car curtain was lifted, revealing a hand with well-defined bones, the nails were as round as jade, and the sunlight fell, coating it with a layer of lustrous luster.Next is the cyan robe, which is incredibly soft and as pure as the color of the sky, making people eager to see his appearance clearly.

In the bamboo forest, the heart of a man wearing the uniform of a gray Piao Miao sect disciple couldn't help but thump.Until he finally saw the man's face clearly, he subconsciously held his breath.It seems that no one can describe the beauty of that person's face, but the only thing I remember is that person's deep-rooted gentleness.

The man seemed to feel the too hot light, and he glanced into the forest, even this glance was as gorgeous as a startled bird, as soft as the morning glow and flowing clouds.Ke Wen almost subconsciously turned his back and hid behind the tree, his heart pounding.When he turned his head again, the man was walking towards the forest with a woman holding a baby in her arms.

It wasn't the direction he was in, the group of people was going in another direction.Ke Wen felt a little regretful in his heart.Such an outstanding person, even if it is not friendship but meeting by chance, it is a great gift.But now both of them are strangers, and the other party has a beautiful wife and children, and there seems to be a cold-faced guard.

Ke Wen hid behind the tree and watched for a long time, until the pedestrian disappeared and he could no longer see the blue figure. Then he walked down the mountain forest and stared at the empty carriage for a long time, thinking about what happened if he was caught by someone. What should I do if I stole it, I took the initiative to sit next to the carriage, trying to wait for the return of the blue figure.

(End of this chapter)