ghost doctor stupid

Chapter 217

They must have a secret relationship, otherwise why did those murderous guys save him?

Sima Qingyun, I want to see if you are a solid wall with no cracks at all. If I find even the slightest insidious scale, you are waiting to be executed. I don’t know if Sima Qingyun is really executed. Can people who want to stay away from the court really completely cut off their wealth and fame?

Shangguan Yao's eyes flickered, the air-conditioning enveloped the carriage, and Song Yuan who was sitting on the other side did not dare to say a word.

He has no hesitation when the emperor wants to leave the palace, but recently the emperor avoids the Shangguan prince in everything, which makes him puzzled, the emperor has always been close to the prince, what's going on now?
"Song Yuan, how far is it from Sima Mansion?"

Shangguan Yao leaned against the soft couch on one side. The outside of the carriage was simple, but the inside was elegantly furnished. The soft couch on the side had a brocade quilt on it, and a tall table in the middle, on which were placed the Four Treasures of the Study and some antiques.

Song Yuan lifted the curtain to look out, and lowered his head to report: "It's not far away."

Outside the carriage, it was noisy and lively, bright lights came in through the curtain, and even the aroma of rouge was extremely strong. Sima Qingyun, who was going to see him later, wondered if he could find any clues from this old fox. Regardless of whether he could find out the secret, the prime minister was frightened. As the emperor, he had to appease the hearts of the ministers.

The carriage flew away and soon arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion.

In front of the prime minister's mansion, a few guards were sitting on the stone steps in front of the gate, chatting with their parents. When they saw a carriage approaching, they stood up neatly, with serious expressions. A few days ago, the prime minister was assassinated, so now the guards of the Sima Mansion are cautious, for fear of recruiting any more powerful assassins.

The two guards driving the carriage jumped out of the carriage and respectfully reported outside the carriage: "Lord Song, we're here."

"Yes."

Song Yuan jumped out of the carriage and raised the token in his hand. The guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion immediately lowered their heads in fear, not daring to say anything more. The person who came was a first-rank guard in the palace. How dare they offend me.

The surrounding area was quiet, Song Yuan took a step forward to lift the curtain of the car, stretched out his hand to help Shangguan Yao down, several figures went straight to the prime minister's mansion, there were already guards leading the way, and the rest stood still, waiting until people left When he was far away, he opened his mouth strangely.

"Master Song, and why does that person look a bit like that? A bit like that?"

These people are the prime minister's bodyguards, and they have a certain impression of the emperor, so they feel that this person is a bit like the emperor, but because the tall trees on the side of the street cover the moonlight, they can't see clearly, so they can't be sure if the person who comes is the emperor. But people have already walked in, so it's useless to think too much.

The study of the prime minister's mansion.

Sima Qingyun was sitting in the study with frowned eyebrows, but he didn't turn a page for a long time. When he looked carefully, his pupils were not focused, but were looking at something inexplicably. At this time, there was a light knock on the door. The sound made him dazed, the book in his hand fell on the desk, and the lights flickered suddenly, strange and inexplicable.

"who?"

Sima Qingyun suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and whispered outside the door.

Before the guard answered, Song Yuan pushed open the door vigorously and walked in. Sima Qingyun saw that it was someone from the palace, stood up hurriedly, and clasped his fists: "I don't know when Lord Song will come late at night?"

Song Yuan stepped aside, and the emperor dressed in light yellow brocade came out from behind. His brows were lightly raised, and his eyes were dark and sharp. Why did the emperor leave the palace? He quickly rubbed his eyes, whoever it was, hurriedly stepped out and knelt down in panic.

"The old minister kowtowed to the emperor, long live my emperor."

"Aiqing, get up..." Shangguan Yao's eyes were cold and gentle, he bent over and raised his hand, helped Sima Qingyun, and said lightly: "Sima Aiqing has submitted his resignation today. I don't know what is going on with Sima Aiqing's body. How about it, so much so that she wants to tell her old age and return to her hometown, now it seems that Aiqing has other secrets, I am here today, Sima Aiqing don't have any worries, just come to me."

Sima Qingyun trembled slightly, he spoke so calmly, but it was clearly Ling Han on top of a snow mountain, more like magma under a volcano, killing people at any time.

"Please sit down, Your Majesty."

Sima Qingyun respectfully let the emperor to the upper seat, poured the tea himself, and stood obediently in front of the desk.

Shangguan Yao glanced at Song Yuan and waved his hand: "Go down."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Song Yuan withdrew. In fact, he was unwilling to participate in the internal affairs of the court. The situation was changing, and the flames soaring into the sky could swallow people at any time.

These guards were vaguely aware of what happened in the court this time, but none of them dared to say a word, for fear of causing a fatal disaster. It is true that their own death is a small matter and the whole family suffers.

Outside the door, Shou Yuan and the two guards guarded the door firmly, not letting anyone in or out.

The guards and servants of Sima's mansion were far away from each other and did not dare to approach.

In the study, Shangguan Yao stared at Sima Qingyun closely, turning a blind eye to the teacup in his hand. His pair of black pupils were like stars in a cold night. Although they were bright, they were also piercingly cold. Almost unable to bear such a stern gaze, the emperor finally withdrew his gaze and spoke unhurriedly.

"Sima Aiqing sit down."

"Thank you, Your Majesty..." Sima Qingyun put down the teacup, wiped the sweat off his face, stepped aside and sat down, and said carefully: "I don't know why the Emperor came here late at night?"

"I heard that the prime minister was shocked by an assassin two days ago, so I came here to visit the prime minister."

"I'm panicking..." Sima Qingyun stood up again and stood with his head bowed. He couldn't help but secretly guess why the emperor came to the prime minister's mansion late at night. I'm afraid he didn't have good intentions. Sima Qingyun never dreamed that in the court hall, everyone would act like this. Now he has become the most hated object of the emperor. Just like Yun Mo back then, the heights are extremely cold. Among those people, some Those who don't want to resign themselves, in the final analysis, are just more afraid. If he leaves, who will be the next to be unlucky, so hold on to him.

"Prime Minister Sima, Master Wen, and Lord Shangshu and Taifu were assassinated by assassins. I was just curious why both Shangshu and Taifu were seriously injured, while Lord Sima and Lord Wen were unscathed. It was only a false alarm. Can the prime minister tell me what's going on?"

In the night, Shangguan Yao's tone was cold, like the thin ice in February, he raised his eyes to look at Sima Qingyun, his eyes were shallow, but with a stinging murderous look.

(End of this chapter)