Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 167 Come to Xishan again!

Chapter 167: Coming to Xishan again!

"Xishan Palace..." Qiulan murmured, then she widened her eyes and remembered, "That's not it!"

Qiulan's usual gentle expression suddenly became serious, very unfriendly.

After Ling Xiyue thought for a while, her voice was light, "Let him in."

"Miss!" Qiulan said angrily, expressing her disapproval.

He still wants to kill Miss!

Glazed red tiles, dense palace walls.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

The sound of prostration circled straight up into the sky.

In the Qiankun Hall of the Imperial Palace, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty hold wat boards in order.

The Tianlin Dynasty took back the fertile land of several states, and the world was initially set to be ruined, and the courtiers were arguing fiercely about some follow-up matters.

"The folk customs of Qizhou are rough. According to Yichen, generals have to be suppressed in recent years. General Helian is a good candidate."

"No, Yichen thinks it's more important to appease the people and serve the people with virtue. I think Governor Tan is pretty good."

……

Bei Chenyan wore a dragon robe trimmed with jet-black gold thread, and his black hair was loosely tied on his head by a purple jade crown, strands of which fell from the temples on his forehead, adding a touch of laziness and charm to his fairy-like beautiful face feel.

He sat high, although he had already made a conclusion in his heart, he still quietly listened to the arguments of the ministers.

"What? Sure!" Mu Xi, who was waiting in the apse, whispered.

He didn't know what news he got from the shadow in front of him, the expression on his delicate face changed several times, and in the end, regardless of whether he was still in court, he walked quickly to Bei Chenyan's side, with a hurried look on his face.

Bei Chenyan frowned and looked over.

"Your Majesty..." Mu Xi quickly whispered beside Bei Chenyan.

I don't know what he said, Bei Chenyan, who was originally indifferent, had a cold light in his eyes, and his slender fingers tightened suddenly, and several cracks appeared in the armrest of the dragon chair that he was clasping. There was an imperceptible sense of panic.

"The matter of Qizhou will be discussed later, retreat!"

Throwing out such a sentence in a hurry, Bei Chenyan stepped off the dragon chair, walked quickly to the apse, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

A group of courtiers were left behind, looking at each other in blank dismay.

In the west of the suburbs of Beijing, there are rolling mountains with dense vegetation. Among them, the canyons and gullies are constantly flowing. There are countless bluestone steps several meters long, breaking through the lush forests, circling up the mountains, and leading to the royal palace on the top of the mountain. .

Originally, the palace here was used for the royal family to escape the summer heat, but now it has become the place where Tianlin Taishang Bei Chenhao "replenishes his life".

An imperial doctor and a dozen or so palace maids and servants made the huge palace look a little cold, or to put it in a better way, it was extremely quiet. This place with beautiful mountains and clear waters and few people traveled is indeed a good place to retire.

In the dim side hall, the sunlight is cut off.

Tianlinhuang is dressed in a navy blue robe, and there are many silver threads on his temples. He paints on the desk, and there is still a majestic aura between the eyebrows, but obviously less vigor and more calm and vicissitudes.

The woman on the screen is gentle and charming, stunning in beauty.

"squeak……"

The door of the temple was pushed open from the outside, and the sun rushed to pour in.

"You are here." The hoarse voice was deep, and the eyes of the Emperor Tianlin still stayed on the screen in front of him.

The girl in white stood against the light and stood outside the door, "You want to see me?"

Tianlinhuang laughed, raised his hand and put down the jade pen, "You are going to stand outside the door and talk to Gu."

"The Supreme Emperor asked me to come here, so it's not for the sake of gossip." Ling Xiyue walked in slowly, there was no superfluous expression on her beautiful face, not to mention hatred, but there was no intimacy either.

Even if it was pretending, she didn't bother to bother.

Tianlinhuang sighed deeply, stepped out from behind the desk, stared at Ling Xiyue for a long time, squirmed his lips, and said, "You can come back alive, and I have not made an irreparable mistake. If it is death, there will be an explanation for Yan'er."

Emperor Tianlin knew what happened afterwards, the prince's rebellion, the siege of the four kingdoms, including Ling Xiyue and the Huguohou's Mansion, regardless of previous suspicions, helped Bei Chenyan and Tianlin tide over the difficulties.

In fact, on the day when Bei Chenyan almost killed him, Emperor Tianlin knew that he was wrong, and he never thought about it. His one mistake almost ruined his favorite son, and made the whole Tianlin in dire straits among.

If Ling Xiyue really died in his hands, the consequences...

But fortunately, fortunately, there was no danger, fortunately, the girl Xiyue was generous and repaid her hatred with kindness.

At this moment, it seemed that he was no longer that high and mighty emperor, but an ordinary dying man, a father.

Ling Xiyue's eyes moved slightly, she looked at Tianlinhuang quietly, but did not respond.

Where is this sung?

After being silent for a while, Emperor Tianlin's eyes fluctuated for a while, and then he said firmly, "I asked you to come here, I just want to tell you personally... I'm sorry, I'm sorry for what happened before."

Sorry for these two words, it may be normal for ordinary people, but for Tianlinhuang, who has always held life and death in his hands, it may be the first time he has encountered it.

"It's okay." Ling Xiyue spit out three words suddenly, making the anxious Tianlinhuang at a loss for a while.

Just, it's that simple?
He thought that this girl would definitely hate him to the bone, and he was afraid that she would feel resentment in her heart.

Ling Xiyue smiled, facing Tianlinhuang's searching eyes, with a calm voice, "If you asked me to come, you just want to say sorry, then I accept it, and if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

As she said that, she was about to turn around and leave.

Repaying grievances with virtue?
just forget it!
It's not that she is generous, but that she doesn't want to make things difficult for Yan. After all, this person is his father.

Besides, she won't bother to keep thinking about people who don't matter.

"Wait!" Still surprised and dazed, Tianlinhuang hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop her.

Ling Xiyue paused, "What's the matter with the Supreme Emperor."

Tianlinhuang chased after him in two steps, but hesitated to speak, his thick brows relaxed and wrinkled again, and after a long time of deliberation, he finally spoke, "I want you to help me persuade Yan'er, if there is someone in this world Whoever's words can be heard by him is only you."

In Yan'er's heart, he might no longer be his father, but he couldn't ignore it.

"Oh?" Ling Xiyue turned around with interest, and smiled, "What does the Supreme Emperor want me to say?"

Emperor Tianlin's eyebrows became serious.

Although he was a bit tangled, he still said, "Maybe it's not fair to you, and it's hard to accept, but as an emperor, it's a matter of time before the Sangong Sixth Courtyard, girl, you are very smart and a sensible person." It is absolutely unwise to destabilize the previous dynasty for the sake of the harem, and even endanger the country and the country..."

Ling Xiyue laughed with a "puchi", it was an extremely brilliant smile.

So, if you don't move Yan, is this going to start with her?
Really think of her as a soft persimmon!

(End of this chapter)