The Demon Concubine Reborn: The Prince Regent spoils me obediently!

Chapter 42
"It's your honor that she kicked you." Ye Beiming whispered back, his tone still brisk.

As long as Xiao Han'er is happy, it doesn't matter if he kicks someone or kills someone!

Zhou Yang bowed his head resignedly and sighed, he shouldn't have asked the Lord to make decisions for him.

Don't say that it was the prince who kicked him, even the little maid who stepped on him, he couldn't touch him at all.

"Okay, don't sigh, listen to bad luck." Ye Beiming reprimanded.

The original good mood was gone in an instant.

When Mu Qianhan was about to rest after taking a bath, a carrier pigeon landed in front of her window.

She took out the letter in the bamboo tube on the pigeon's claw: the tomb was destroyed, and Li Xianhui and Qin Yaowen arrived in Yanjing City in a few days.

She gripped the note in her hand...

Well done, I have been waiting for you for a month, and you are finally here.

The hatred of the Xiao family and the Xiao family army will be settled from you.

She got up and looked down at He Lian outside the window, the letter in her hand was turned into dust.

Ye Beiming saw the anger in her eyes through the window lattice, and immediately came to her side and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you angry?"

"You should know about the destruction of the Clothes Tomb! Why didn't you tell me?" Mu Qianhan asked.

He approached her and explained softly: "This king wants you to sleep peacefully tonight, and I will tell you tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Ye Beiming complained slightly and accused: "Those subordinates of yours don't know how to be considerate of you, and they don't know how to choose a good time to send messages."

Mu Qianhan looked down at the budding Han in the lotus pond, and a touch of emotion flashed across his eyes.

Being held in the heart by others, that should be the case!

She sat on the couch by the window, with a gloomy look in her eyes, she said in a deep voice: "Ye Beiming, when they come, don't stop me, no matter what I want to do, don't stop me."

"Okay." He sat beside her.The ink-colored robe and the white gauze skirt overlapped together as if they were breathing together.

The familiar Jia Luoxiang lingered on the tip of her nose, and she felt very sleepy. She tried to raise her eyes to look at Ye Beiming: "You took the medicine again."

Ye Beiming embraced her shoulders, picked her up, and put her on the bed: "I promised you that I would not give you any more medicine. I'm sorry, but I broke my promise."

He pulled the quilt over her body and coaxed softly, "Sleep well!"

He leaned on her side and murmured: "Xiaohan'er, people who die cannot be resurrected." If you want revenge, don't forget to live well, they must expect you to be happy and happy, instead of trapping yourself in a cage of hatred.

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Wende Hall

Cao Cheng knelt down and pleaded guilty: "Your Majesty, the last general deserves death. The tomb in Yinchuan City was destroyed by Li Xianhui, the son of Prince Anyang of the Jin Kingdom."

The mistake was made by him. He is ashamed of His Majesty, the regent, the people of Yinchuan City, and even more so, the general.So he rushed to Wende Hall to report his crimes before Li Xianhui and his relatives arrived in Yanjing.

When he came today, he came to die.

"Your Majesty, the last general is ashamed and willing to accept all punishments." Cao Cheng knelt down and slammed his head heavily on the moyu-like floor.

"Everyone, have you seen it? This is strength. Li Xianhui relied on himself as a disciple of the Tianxian Sect to kill the ministers of the court and destroy the tombs built in the Yinchuan city." Ye Ting was furious and got up angrily: " What he destroyed was not the tomb, he was declaring war on me and Song Dynasty."

Ye Ting looked at Mu Qianhan with burning eyes, full of hope: "Prince Mu, when the Jin people and their relatives arrive in Yanjing, I want them to see the majesty of the Song army."

"No!" Mu Qianhan clapped his hands back, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

When the tomb is destroyed, the arrogance in the Song people's bones will be aroused.

"When necessary, Prince Mu can put on armor and go into battle to frighten the Jin people." Ye Ting was furious, and said coldly: "The Jin people are rampant, and Prince Mu can deal with it by himself, beheading first and then playing."

"Your Majesty is wise." Mu Qianhan praised.

There are only a handful of people in this world worthy of her praise, and Ye Ting is one of them.

She did not expect that this seemingly frail emperor also had a proud and broad vision.

She raised her eyes to look behind the curtain: she seemed to understand why Ye Beiming supported Ye Ting as emperor.

Ye Beiming stretched out his hand and lightly opened the beaded rosy black eyes to meet her calm eyes, with a slight smile on his lips, as if to say: Are you still satisfied with this king's nephew?
Mu Qianhan turned his head and looked away...

Seeing that she dodged slightly, Ye Beiming gently hooked her lips, like a spring breeze, wanting to melt the winter snow.

He put down the bead curtain and sat down at his original position, the chessboard in front of him had been replaced with rice paper.

He has loved drawing her since he met her.

The mountain is her, the water is her, and everything in the world is her.

He never knew that one day he would be obsessed with a girl, thinking like crazy.

Draw a pen and ink to draw a picture, and keep every moment of her...

face down

She stepped out of the Wende Palace, and the scorching wind and waves seemed to be burning. She raised her eyes and stared, the sun was instantly covered by dark clouds, and the wind and rain were about to come in an instant...

In an instant, there was lightning and thunder.

She wanted to get on the horse, but Ye Beiming in front of her grabbed her hand tightly: "Can't you see that it's going to rain? Where do you want to go riding now?"

"Go see my sister for a ride!" She gritted her teeth with tears in her eyes.

Ye Beiming looked at the glint in her eyes, and instantly understood that the sister she was talking about was Xiao Youlan, Queen of Jin.

He took her hand and said softly, "I'll take you there!"

Mu Qianhan didn't want to pay attention to Ye Beiming's attempt to break free, so Ye Beiming put his arms around her waist and carried her into his carriage.

The rain falls from the sky like ten thousand silver threads, and the water droplets from the eaves fall side by side like beautiful bead curtains.

Ye Beiming looked at Mu Qianhan nestled in the corner of the carriage like a homeless kitten who had lost everything.

He understood what kind of existence Xiao Youlan was to his little Han'er.

General Xiao fought all the year round, Mrs. Xiao was weak and sick, so the responsibility of taking care of Xiao Han'er fell on Xiao Youlan.

Eldest sister, loving mother, and Xiao Youlan are the people Xiao Han'er tries to protect with all her strength.

He thought that Xiao Youlan must be a gentle and gentle woman, so that she could raise Xiao Han'er as gentle and refined, with the moon and the breeze.

When he first met, he was attracted by her gentle and peaceful demeanor.

She is a girl who is still pure and kind in the military camp, she must be well protected!
He couldn't bear the pain in his heart and pulled her into his arms: "If you want to cry, then cry as fast as you can."

"Girls have the right to cry." He coaxed softly.

The pattering rain sounded like a sharp knife piercing her heart, and she couldn't breathe from the pain.

The eldest sister, a person who drank medicine and was afraid of suffering, was beheaded to death.

Ten years of husband and wife can't resist the desire for power!

Shen Yue's biological mother was a slave of the Shang Palace Bureau, and Shen Yue was the prince born after the late emperor got drunk.What an honor to marry the daughter of the dignified General Xiao's mansion.

Without the blessing of the elder sister's status, how could he stand out from the crowd of princes? Without the elder sister's several times of protection, he would have died long ago...

(End of this chapter)