The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 40 Don't Resist
Xiao Chen turned around, just as the tassel was covered, suddenly a voice came from outside the hall: "Your Majesty, the empress is here."

Rong Qiannian gathered the half-opened skirts together: "Oh no, the rape is on the bed."

Outside the sleeping hall, there were broken steps all over the ground, and there was a mighty formation.

"Chen Tsing Yi sees the emperor, empress empress."

"Where's the dead king?"

Emperor Hui was about to approach the hall, but Tsing Yi blocked it all by himself, and fell to the ground, neither humble nor overbearing: "The prince is taking a bath."

Emperor Hui's eyebrows were slightly angry: "Get out of the way."

Tsing Yi clasped her fists, raised her head, expressionless: "My lord has an order that no one is allowed to enter the sleeping hall."

However, the guards of the Jiaolan Palace, without officials or nobles, were unyielding to the emperor of one dynasty. This deceased king was indeed not simple, and he raised such loyal people, and Empress Wen watched from the sidelines.

But seeing that Emperor Hui was furious: "You are so courageous, you dare to block my way."

Just when the momentum was ready to go, the man's voice was as light as blue smoke, slightly cold.

"Tsing Yi, step back."

Tsing Yi dodges and stands at the gate of the palace. The door opens, but one sees a stunning and bewitching face, with cinnabar on the forehead, dark red like blood, and the blue and clear eyes in the only eyes make people lose their souls.

How could this face look so similar!

Empress Wen's face suddenly turned pale, and she turned her eyes to see Emperor Hui's gaze, which was so gentle that she had never seen before.How ruthless is the Emperor's House?Hmph, Queen Wen smiled bitterly.

"I haven't seen you in ten years, and you look more and more like your mother and concubine." In this tone, without the majesty of the emperor, it was just a little sad, and the eagle eyes softened a bit.

The wheelchair turned slightly, Xiao Yin looked sideways, and the eyes melted with ice coldness: "What's the matter with the father coming to the Jiaolan Palace of the son late at night?"

Emperor Hui was dumb for a moment, and couldn't help but think of Wuwang Zen saying: "It's not good for behavior, but only two or five."

If it weren't for the troubles and troubles everywhere, how magnificent would be the bloodline between him and her.

Emperor Hui's melancholy seemed to be lost in Empress Wen's eyes, and he stirred up old grievances, forgot the attitude of the mother of the country, and spoke sharply: "His Royal Highness, could it be that he has not left this Jiaolan Palace for a few years, and even forgot to ask for alms?"

The corners of Xiao Shan's lips were slightly white, he just sneered.

Emperor Hui glared angrily: "Does the empress still see me as the emperor?"

"The concubine is guilty." Empress Wen's blushing and purple face was half-milfish, secretly gnashing her teeth. She fought for the queen of a country for 20 years, but she still lost to a dead man. How could she not hate it?

"What the mother said is true." Xiao Chen smiled lightly, his eyes were darkened, and his eyes were stained with coldness, "Father, please forgive me, I am afraid that my son's legs will not be able to behave properly."

"Old Ten is blaming me?" Emperor Hui slightly bent his back, the king of a country spoke with uncertainty and caution.

As an emperor, he is destined to experience more disasters than ordinary people. The love between father and son, and the love between husband and wife are no match for this enchanting country.

Sad, pitiful, but also hateful!

He just looked at him coldly: "I dare not." With such a cold and restrained answer, he was just a minister, indifferent and alienated, "Since my father has not entered the Jiaolan Palace for ten years, what are you doing today?"

Ten years, ten years in a blink of an eye, under the candlelight, the cinnabar on the forehead of the man on the wheelchair is also half-opened, the epiphyllum is short-lived, and it is impossible to escape the enchantment.

He hates it, but he doesn't regret it!It is his choice as an emperor to plan thousands of miles.The eagle's eyes were half closed, and the candlelight was dimly lit, getting deeper and deeper. Emperor Hui didn't say anything for a long time.

The queen was hanging under her wide sleeves and clenched her palms tightly, her face had stabilized the luxury of the mother of the country: "Sister Ziyi has been talking about the flowers and plants in the Jiaolan Palace of the dead king a few days ago, and I don't see sister Ziyi late at night..."

Xiao Chen lightly interrupted: "What does the empress mean, that the Zifei empress is in the Jiaolan Palace?"

The queen just smiled and said nothing.

"If my mother doesn't search the palace today, I'm afraid she will stay up all night." Xiao Chen raised his head slightly, and stared at Empress Wen, "Then let's search."

Obviously a pair of gentle and beautiful eyes, under the azure blue, is actually a thousand years old, making people shudder, a little cold sweat broke out under the palms, Empress Wen's face was already at a loss: "Today, my sister in purple is going to bed, so is my palace. In order for the emperor to sleep peacefully, since the dead king has spoken, this palace will offend me a lot."

Emperor Hui gave him a cold look, but did not stop him.

Xiao Chen sneered, looking at Danyue outside the window, his pupils were tinged with chill.

After a while, the Imperial Forest Army rummaged around, and Eunuch Gao came out of the palace with an abnormal expression on his face. He leaned over and whispered something in the Queen's ear, only to see that Queen Wen's face changed drastically.

The wheelchair creaked, and the man's voice was as calm as water: "I don't know if there is someone the queen mother is looking for in my son's bedroom."

Emperor Hui looked at Empress Wen with scrutiny.

The queen bent her knees to plead guilty: "The emperor forgives the sin, it was the concubine who offended, and the younger sister in purple is not in the Jiaolan Palace."

Emperor Hui snorted coldly, not concealing his sarcasm: "Didn't Eunuch Gao say that someone saw Concubine Zi outside Jiaolan Hall?"

The queen was speechless, only heard a plop, and Eunuch Gao bowed his head on the ground: "Damn the slave, it's too dark, the maid holding the lamp must be dazzled, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

It's dark and dazzled, and the framing and conviction are completely dismissed. It really is a slave of the Wen family, really cunning.

Emperor Hui's eyes were cold and fierce: "Sixty rods, one year's salary will be deducted, if there is a next time, I will be beheaded!"

"Slave, thank the emperor for his grace." Eunuch Gao accepted the crime and retreated to the queen's side.

As soon as he raised his eyes, Emperor Hui looked at Wen Shi, and smiled ruthlessly: "Queen, stay in Weiyang Palace well, and manage your servants well. If you can't manage well, you can give up this post."

"The concubine is guilty." Empress Wen lowered her eyes and said nothing, only the fingertips hidden in her sleeves sank into the flesh.

What is this called?

"Old Ten, you should also come to the Hundred Flowers Festival at the end of this month. You should come out of the Pepper Orchid Hall."

Xiao Chen's bright eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was tepid: "My son and minister are inconvenient, father forgive me."

After all, Emperor Hui couldn't bear this son who had been ignored for 20 years, and even soon after getting rid of him. They are all here, Father..."

Before Emperor Hui's words fell, Xiao Chen stopped calmly: "It's late at night, father, it's better to go to bed early."

Emperor Hui's eyes darkened, he sighed sadly, and waved his hands: "Go back to the palace."

Turning around, with his back bent, the emperor of this country is, after all, an old man who betrayed his relatives.

The mighty crowd went away with palace lanterns, the Jiaolan Hall was silent, and the moonlight was shining, staining his white robe with spots of light, and his whole body was cold and silent.

"Tsing Yi, let the dark guards stand outside the hall."

Tsing Yi made a promise and left the hall.

The door of the palace was closed, and he turned the wheelchair slightly: "The person has already left."

Behind the carved and painted wooden screen, water splashed all over the place and wet the plain brocade curtains, only to hear a woman yelling, "I'm suffocated to death."

Pulling away the tassels, but seeing the indistinct whiteness under the water sprinkled with anthers, Xiao Chen turned his eyes away a little: "Is it okay?"

(End of this chapter)