Peerless Forensic Doctor: Leng Wang's Waste Chai Concubine

Chapter 239 Xuanyuan Han's Decree

Xuanyuan Che was amused in his heart, but it was also stimulated by the words she tried to hide just now, and her chest felt warm for a while.

Although he really wanted to tease her verbally, he held back Yun Xiran's shameful expression.

Xuanyuan Che nodded, indicating that he did not hear.

But Xuanyuan Che won't say "whether you heard it" or not.

Xuanyuan Che didn't have much time to stay in Prince Yu's Mansion. He originally planned to come over to pack up his things, take a look at Yun Xiran along the way, and go to Chu Qianzhi's to discuss matters by himself.

But as soon as he came back, seeing Yun Xiran sitting in front of the doorpost waiting for him to come back, he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of fulfillment.

This feeling……

For the first time in so many years, I felt it.

Although Prince Yu's Mansion is magnificent, Xuanyuan Che doesn't like the Xuanfeng Palace where he lives to be contacted by others.

So for so many years after returning to Kyoto from the frontier, he lived alone. On weekdays, only Lao Lin, Xia Feng, and Xia Ping set foot outside the Xuanfeng Palace, and there was no one else.

Occasionally when he came home late, Lao Lin would light a bright lamp at the door. Xuanyuan Che had been used to being alone for so many years, but he never thought that during his more than twenty years of ordinary life, a cloud would appear. Xi dyed.

When I came back, someone was waiting, and it was the first time...

That fulfilling feeling, I have to say, is really good.

In a moment of desperation, Yun Xiran stretched out her hand to cover Xuanyuan Che's mouth. She was in a daze, never thinking that what she was doing to Xuanyuan Che right now was such an ambiguous thing.

Those soft and white hands looked soft and soft, making one want to take a bite of them.

Such a soft and greasy touch touched her lips, almost Yun Xiran or with a slight movement of her own, Xuanyuan Che's lips could touch her palm.

Xuanyuan Che's eyes darkened, and his phoenix eyes looked at her with a stronger smile.

Not wanting to make her feel too embarrassed, Xuanyuan Che took the lead and took off the Rou Yi that she was covering his lips. Meeting her obviously astonished eyes, Xuanyuan Che laughed softly.

"Rest, it's getting late."

He held Yun Xiran's hand and led her to sit on the edge of the bed. She blinked blankly, seeing Xuanyuan Che spreading out the brocade quilt, and when he turned around to leave, Yun Xiran realized that she subconsciously Grab his sleeve.

"I've taken your bed, so where are you going to sleep?"

Xuanyuan Che raised his eyebrows, and gave her a sideways glance with a half-smile. "What, want to sleep together?"

Yun Xiran blushed, and stepped on his shoe. Seeing Xuanyuan Che dodging swiftly, Yun Xiran snorted softly, got on the couch neatly, wrapped herself in the quilt and rolled inside.

"Think beautifully!"

That night.

All sounds were silent, and there was no sound.

Even the loudest frogs that have always croaked have disappeared, and a thick black ink deeply enveloped the corner of the palace, as if it wanted to swallow everything in it.

In the splendid and majestic palace, on the piece of pure land due east of the palace, there is the most majestic bedroom in the world.Every brick and tile is made of gold, and the eaves and corners of the palace are inlaid with the most granulated and fluorescent night pearls.

And the most admired man lives here.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation was quiet, as if following the darkness outside in a trance, Xuanyuan Han, who had changed into a bright yellow dragon robe, had a calm expression on his brows and eyes.

It was almost late at night, but he didn't invade, but kept playing with a letter in black and white in his hand, half leaning against the table in front of the bedroom for reading memorials.

The bright lamp on the desk case was picked very brightly. It was clearly late at night, but inside the main hall of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, it was still brightly lit like daytime.

Xuanyuan Han played with the letter in his hand for a while, then suddenly called out in a low voice: "Linfen."

"The slave is here." The man hiding his figure in the dragon chair responded, stepped forward and knelt down. "What is the emperor's order?"

"Is the empress doing well in Fengxiang Palace recently?" Xuanyuan Han said, with a half-smile expression on his face, showing no joy or anger.

Linfen replied respectfully: "If you go back to the emperor, the queen's body will be healthy and everything will be fine."

"Okay, everything is fine." Xuanyuan Han suddenly laughed loudly, squeezed the envelope tightly in his hand, and a kind of cruelty popped out of his eyes. "Her son was imprisoned in the clan's mansion, and she didn't come to make trouble in front of me. It can be considered that she was patient. Originally, I was wondering how such a strong woman like her compromised on this matter?"

Xuanyuan Han threw the envelope on the table viciously——

"It turns out that I have been waiting for me to discover it myself!"

"Your Majesty, calm down..." Linfen was taken aback, and quickly knelt down to comfort him, "Your Majesty, your dragon body is important!"

Xuanyuan Han still felt gas in his chest, and he wanted to rest in this late night, but he couldn't fall asleep because of the aggrieved.

What was written in the envelope clearly indicated that the birthday of the former crown prince Xuanyuan Yu was approaching, and what happened 25 years ago when Xuanyuan Yu was just born.

And this letter, since he returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation after spending time with the Eighth Prince's birth mother Concubine Concubine in Zhaoyang Hall today, it has already been placed on the table.

On the table in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the only things that can be put down are the memorials to be processed.

And such an envelope that doesn't even have a leather name remark can be quietly bypassed by the guards at the door and put into the memorial that he usually reviews. Only the one who lives in Fengxiang Palace can do it. It's here.

The storm in Xuanyuan Han's eyes was violent, as if a torrential rain was about to come.

He leaned on the back of the chair, with no expression of joy or anger on his face, but it was extremely dignified, and there was also a hint of complexity.

25 years ago...

Twenty-five years ago was the day when the former prince Xuanyuanyu was born. His first child was weak, and his temperament followed his weak mother and concubine.

Most of Xuanyuanhan's thoughts were not on him, but as the only prince in the harem at that time, Xuanyuanhan said that he didn't love him in his heart, that was all false.

This situation lasted until two years after the eldest prince was born, Empress Zhao Feiyu became pregnant.

The birth of the crown prince Xuanyuanyu brought a ray of comfort to Xuanyuanhan, who was high above the throne but had no joy under his knees.

Zhao Feiyu is indeed a qualified mother and concubine. Since Xuanyuanyu was born, she has strictly guarded him and restrained him with the strictest methods.Although the results are good, Xuanyuanyu can also express his own unique opinions on some issues, but because he has been suppressed by Zhao Feiyu for a long time, his ability is too limited.

But Xuanyuan Han still put his attention on him.

It is no exaggeration to say that Xuanyuan Yu was Xuanyuan Han's favorite prince back then.

After all, that was his first son in the true sense.

Xuanyuan Han cultivated him, tested him, and granted him the position of crown prince, but he did such unseemly, merciless, and unpopular things in his own crown prince's mansion!

How does this make Xuanyuanhan feel not angry!
After imprisoning Xuanyuan Yu in the clan's mansion, but not exterminating him completely, Xuanyuan Han had to say that he still couldn't bear to part with this son whom he had loved for a long time.

but……

Xuanyuan Han smiled coldly, "Zhao Feiyu, you really understand my thoughts!"

Whether Xuanyuan Yu should be released, or when Xuanyuan Yu really knew what he had done wrong, Xuanyuan Han might forgive him from the clan mansion, and he might continue to let him go back to his crown prince. bit.

These are all uncertain.

But Xuanyuan Han really thought so in his heart.

But it is one thing to think of this kind of thoughts by yourself, but it is another thing for others to deliberately "help" you think of it.

Originally Xuanyuan Han was still there wondering why the empress Zhao Feiyu had been quiet for such a long time and did not beg for mercy for her own son Xuanyuan Yu. It turned out that this was what they were waiting for.

Zhao Feiyu waited quietly for a month, and in a hurry mentioned that Xuanyuanyu's birthday was approaching, and then sent such a letter, reminding herself of the joy of having a son and the love for him 25 years ago. Affection.

"I really have to accept this warmth card!" Xuanyuan Han sneered.

Linfen silently waited beside him, not daring to speak, he could only bow his head respectfully and stand silently.

The dispute between the emperor and the empress has existed many years ago, and it is not the first time that differences have arisen. All these servants can do is to keep silent as much as possible.

"Linfen." Just as Linfen was thinking wildly, Xuanyuanhan suddenly called him again.

Linfen quickly came back to his senses, and replied: "Yes, the servant is here."

"What time is it in early July?"

"If you go back to the emperor, it will already be July 21. In a few days, the weather will become hotter and hotter."

Xuanyuan Han nodded, his expression has eased a lot. "really."

He raised his hand, and originally wanted to throw the letter aside completely, but the moment he raised his hand, he seemed to have thought of something, and stopped a bit.

"Speaking of... it's almost time for Xi'er's wedding," Xuanyuan Han said.

There was no joy or anger in the voice, and no undulating waves could be heard.

Xuanyuanhan stood in front of the table with his hands behind his back, Linfen couldn't see his expression at the moment.

Linfen was surprised, this princess An Ning is the one whom the emperor puts on top of her heart, and this person on the top of her heart is about to get married, why the emperor...

But he still said: "Your Majesty, the people in the warehouse have already prepared for the wedding of Princess Anning. The etiquette is followed by the traditional princess etiquette of our Nanxia Kingdom. It will definitely be done. It's beautiful and beautiful, making Princess Anning happy."

"En." Xuanyuan Han responded casually, "Grind the ink for me, I want to issue an edict."

Linfen responded, came forward respectfully, took the neatly arranged ink pens and tidied them up. "yes."

(End of this chapter)