I Really Like That Guy!

In the treasure pavilion of the capital, a commoner suddenly came. It was a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life, limping with a limping leg.

When I entered the door and saw the baby in the room, I was even more trembling, nodding and bowing to the shopkeeper.

The first sentence he said was: "I, I am here to be an object."

The store owner was stunned for a while, and said, "We are not a **** shop here, we can't be used as things, we can only buy them."

The man glared in surprise, "My daughter told me that you are here to receive treasures! How could my daughter lie to me!"

The shopkeeper frowned, thinking that he didn't understand the rules here, and was about to drive away, but saw the man take out a cloth bag from his arms.

Carefully opened a corner, revealing a red phoenix flower that was as fiery as fire.

The shop owner could see at a glance that the phoenix flower was carved from top-grade red jade. The whole is crystal clear and the carving is first-class.

"this…"

The man said proudly: "Is it a good baby? If it wasn't for the lack of money at home, I wouldn't use it as a pawn."

The shopkeeper took a closer look and found that the handwriting of the phoenix flower carving was very familiar.

"My daughter's, my daughter is a servant in the palace, and the nobles above will reward her!" The man was proud and completely forgot his daughter's instructions.

The shopkeeper nodded and reported a number in his mouth, "Okay, we've accepted your baby."

The man was overjoyed, his eyes narrowed with joy, and when he heard the store owner inadvertently ask his daughter's name, he didn't think much about it and said it.

When the man left, the shopkeeper immediately brought the Hong Fei and went straight to the Marquis of Yuanting.

The concierge of the Hou Mansion brought him in, and it wasn't long before he saw the Prince of the Hou Mansion, Wen Renjin, the secret owner of the Treasure Pavilion.

Wen Renjin was still wearing a white robe, but his figure was extremely pale and thin, with no blood on his face, and he exuded a gloomy and cold aura, which was far from the gentle and elegant son he used to be. Not a replacement.

"What's the matter?" His voice was hoarse.

The shopkeeper bowed and presented the red jade, "Sir, the shop received a phoenix flower and jade pendant today. I see it as your technique..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Renjin trembled all over, stepped forward quickly, took the red jade phoenix flower, and groped with trembling fingertips.

"It's her, this is what I gave to Arlo..." Wen Renjin murmured, and suddenly asked anxiously, "Who took this phoenix flower? Have you asked?"

The shopkeeper lowered his head and said the man's words one by one.

"It turns out that she is in the palace, hahaha, okay, okay." Wen Renjin smiled, but there were a few tears in his amber eyes, and the whole person looked crazy.

After hearing the news, Yuanting Hou came and saw his son in such a state. After learning about the situation, the always lazy person showed a serious expression for the first time: "Now that you know they are in the palace, it will be easy, Jin'er, at this time you are more Calm down, it's time for us to act."

Wen Renjin smiled, looking at the extra gentle topaz-like eyes in the past, suddenly there was a kind of beast coldness.

"I know, father." He said slowly, word by word.

After Gu Xiuyan left, A Luo was afraid that he would come back, and was anxious, but not long after that, he heard the sound of "dong, dong" loud bells sounding one after another in the distance. death knell.

The faint sound of the bell rang through the heavens and the earth, echoing throughout the palace.

Suisui hid in her mother's arms in fear, and asked in a milky voice, "Mother, why is the bell ringing outside?"

"That's because the emperor died," Arlo explained.

"The emperor is dead, and the strange uncle is about to come to catch my mother's kiss, right?" Suisui pursed her small mouth, and clenched her mother's clothes pitifully.

A Luo stroked her little face and comforted her softly: "It's okay, Daddy will definitely come to save us."

However, before Arro could come to Wen Renjin, he met another unexpected person. At that time, she was watching in the courtyard. The emperor died, and there must be chaos in the palace. She thought about whether she could find a chance, but the guard at the door still had a stern face, and before she stepped on the threshold, she put the knife on the stand.

Arlo was about to go back in disappointment when a thin female voice suddenly came from behind.

"Prince Prince, stay."

She turned around and saw a slender girl in a complicated palace dress, surrounded by palace maids, standing in front of the gate.

Although A Luo had never met her, he vaguely guessed the identity of the other party, "Prince Concubine?"

Song Rulan is a delicate beauty. Because of her young age, her face looks a little immature. She had been injured by a fetus before, and her small face was as white as paper.

"Prince Prince, can we talk about it?"

The guards who stopped A Luo before, as if they didn't see Song Rulan, let her in without looking sideways.

Seeing this scene, A Luo secretly thought, this Song Rulan may not be as harmless as she seems, these guards seem to be under Gu Xiuyan's orders, but in fact, I am afraid they are already under her control.

After entering the hall, seeing Hong Ye saluting Song Rulan without changing her face, A Luo felt even more determined.

Song Rulan got straight to the point and stated her intention: "Prince Concubine, I know that you are forced to come here. I can help you out of the palace, but I have one request."

Arlo said calmly, "What request?"

Song Rulan knelt down in front of her and said, "When the seventh prince takes the throne, please intercede for me and spare the Song family's life."

A Luo's heart jumped, and he said in surprise: "Why did the Crown Princess say this? Your Majesty has passed away, the Crown Prince is about to ascend the throne, and you will be the Queen under one person and above ten thousand people..."

"No, you are here, you don't know what happened outside." Tears flowed from Song Rulan's eyes, and her thin body was shaky, "Your Highness has killed too many people in the past few days. tolerate."

"But, you have that 10,000 army, don't you?" A Luo heard this news from Bai Rui. In fact, it had spread throughout the entire palace. When the prince wanted to eradicate dissidents, he would Wan Dajun's trump card was revealed, and now the 10,000 army was guarding outside the palace.

Song Rulan shook her head, her face was pale, her eyes were dark, and her two eyeballs were bottomless, making her look like a ghost that was dying.

"What about the army of 10,000 people," she said in a soft voice with a chuckle, "I can't ask him to get what he wants. Their pair of **** killed my children and asked me to raise them for them. Child, I can't wait to strangle him every day."

Song Rulan always remembered how much she was looking forward to before marrying her cousin, and how desperate she was after marrying him.

She watched her husband and fell in love with another woman every day, right under her nose, never caring about her feelings.

Even that night in the bridal chamber, my cousin did not enter the door, but went to comfort the woman!

That night, Song Rulan cried all night, and the next day she heard people laughing at her behind her back, showing no respect for her as a princess.

The prince blatantly favored the concubine's room, and the palace people saw the wind and steered the rudder. Only he could understand what kind of life Song Rulan lived in the East Palace.

The original admiration turned into deep resentment in the cold treatment day by day. Especially when she finally conceived a child, but was slipped by Su Baiwei, and her cousin also advised her to be tolerant, Song Rulan couldn't bear it any longer at that moment.

She doesn't understand the family business, she just hates, hates the prince, hates Su Baiwei, hates the child who was put in front of her.

"Cousin wants the throne, those ministers won't agree, neither will I. I want him to lose everything, to have a taste of my pain, and to want him for the rest of his life but not get it."

Looking at Song Rulan who had turned black in front of him, A Luo couldn't help shivering, and hid Suisui back a little tighter.

"How did you stop him?"

Song Rulan: "Tonight, the seventh prince should do something. I already put the medicine on my cousin." As for the medicine, she didn't say clearly, "The only thing I'm sorry for is the family. I'm ashamed of my grandfather and father's expectations. Save your family's life."

A Luo said: "What's the use of you telling me this?"

Song Rulan smiled suddenly: "You are on good terms with the seventh prince, and the prince of Yuanting Hou is also serving the seventh prince. You and your daughter's life should be worthy of the Song family's life."

A Luo was startled, and the maid next to Song Rulan had already rushed up and grabbed her and Suisui firmly.

Song Rulan stood up leisurely and led the group to the Zichen Palace. The Zichen Hall is the residence of the emperor. The emperor's funeral has not stopped, and he is still in the Zichen Hall.

After walking for half an hour, as soon as I approached the Zichen Palace, I could hear the cries coming from there.

Turning to a corridor, I saw hundreds of courtiers kneeling in front of the gate of Zichen Hall, and countless palace concubines and concubines, all dressed in silk, crying for the emperor.

Beside the dragon couch in the palace, Gu Xiuyan knelt on the ground, and several clan elders described standing in front of him solemnly, asking about the emperor's will.

Generally, the emperor will leave an edict of succession in advance, put it in a certain place, and let someone know about it.

But the death of the emperor this time was very strange, and other ministers were not allowed to enter the palace before, and only then were they able to enter the palace to cry.

Everyone knew that the prince was a ghost, but under the threat of the army besieging the palace, no one dared to joke about the head of his neck.

In the face of several people's inquiries, Gu Xiuyan said confidently: "My father did not tell me where the will is. Since I am the crown prince, I am the rightful heir, why do I need a widow before I can take the throne?"

Everyone was speechless, and the clan elders pondered for a moment, and were about to nod their heads in agreement.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of swords and swords in the distance, as well as the footsteps of countless people running.

Gu Xiuyan stood up straight, walked out of the hall, and sneered: "It really came."

In the face of this situation, his expression remained calm, and there was not much worry. Uncle is leading the army to guard outside the palace, and no one can stop him from ascending the throne.

Everyone else stopped, some stretched their necks to look over there, while others were full of panic.

The sound of fighting continued for a while, and a drum-like sound of horse hooves suddenly rang in the ears of everyone. One person rode a black horse and ran from the palace gate, and a white coat rustled in the wind, like a long spear. Like a stab from a distance.

The man approached and pulled the reins. Only then did everyone realize that he was holding a long sword. The hem of his snow-white clothes was stained with red marks, as shocking as the red plums in the snow.