The Eunuch’s Consort Rules the World

"The emperor wants to see me?" A strange light flashed in Xi Liang Mo's eyes, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at Bai Liqing: "Great traitor, what do you want to do?"

The corners of Bailiqing's eyes provoked a sly charm, but he didn't laugh.

——Lao Tzu is a treacherous minister, and the demarcation line between the treacherous ministers——

The city is shining and the palace is forbidden.

Unexpectedly, the loneliness is deep, gold is the boat, and the sea of ​​bitterness is boundless.

In the dark and gorgeous palace, curtains and tents were hanging down, and there was smoke rising in the air, as if the monster with its teeth and claws was dancing weirdly in the air, with a strange and **** breath.

Even the persistent cinnabar and musk fragrance in this palace cannot conceal the taste of sex.

It seems to be moldy bacon, rotten wood with mushrooms growing after the rain, and a lot of flowers that are about to be made into flower mud. There is even a faint **** smell that makes people smell. Very uncomfortable.

Xiao Luzi frowned, picked up a small orange hidden in his sleeve, and sniffed it. The smell of fresh fruits, especially the spicy taste of oranges, slightly dispelled the dull aroma. It made Xiaoluzi feel more comfortable in his chest, and this smell reminded him of the little palace lady who handed him the orange.

Xiaoluzi got up with a dim sum. The master said that even eunuchs can have objects of fantasy together. If the seats are high enough, they can even get the most noble and beautiful women, just like Chitose Lord.

He lazily leaned against a Dan furnace and played with the oranges in his hands. He glanced at a hip flask, a roast chicken and a dish of peanuts beside him, and couldn't help but squint. It's true that you have to honor your master to get such a good job. These few months have really been the most comfortable since he entered the palace.

"Kang Dang!" As if something fell in the room, it frightened the path, but he looked at the bright yellow bed from the censer he was sitting on, and saw the bed swaying, but no human movement was seen. It's just a night pearl rolling on the ground.

Xiaoluzi's eyes lit up, but he didn't get up to pick it up, but greedily looked at the Ye Mingzhu.

"Water...give me...water..."

A faint, dumb sound came from the bright yellow bed net, as if a wooden saw was cutting the wood, and like the unpleasant sound he had seen when he was pulling the broken bellows of a blacksmith's house in the village when he was a teenager.

Xiaoluzi lifted his eyes and squinted at the clepsydra pot placed on the carved rosewood table not far away, then lowered his eyelids, and climbed a few steps over to make the color very good, as if buckled from something. The Ye Mingzhu who came down grabbed it in his hand, glanced at the blood stains on it, wiped it on his gray third-class **** uniform, and put it in the lap of his clothes satisfactorily.

Then, he returned to the big incense burner, and said slowly: "The time for water delivery has not arrived. I gave you some water last time. When I went back, he was punished to kneel under the sun for a long time on the blue stone road. Today is this pearl. Even if it’s because of the last time, what you rewarded the slave was only water..."

Xiaoluzi smiled, took the copper flask and poured some wine into his mouth, and narrowed his eyes contentedly: "Please wait for half an hour, your Majesty, naturally someone will bring you rootless water."

After all, he also hiccuped.

It's not that he collects money and doesn't do things. It's really that this thing is not easy to do. Zhang Zhenren stipulated two hours to feed a small glass of water. He didn't want his brilliant **** career to be over because of this mess.

So what about the emperor, he is rebellious, and now his majesty is not as comfortable as he is.

"...Beast..." A dumb and unpleasant voice floated from the bright yellow bed net. If you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't hear what he was saying. I just felt that every word the person said was extremely painful.

Xiao Luzi squinted his eyes and yawned. He tore a chicken leg and muttered, "Your Majesty, in the remote valley of Xiuxian, but Zhang Zhenren has explained that this ordinary water must not be contaminated."

In the murmur of Xiaoluzi, the bright yellow tent gradually disappeared.

Because the people inside were already panting, feeling it was an unbearable pain.

"Cough cough... vomit!" Emperor Xuanwen crouched and coughed up a little blood on one side of his face. The pool of blood fell on the clean bed, and the sheets of the golden dragon with bright yellow embroidered claws were all dyed red. The color is extremely strange, dark red to almost black, and the most weird thing is that after the puddle of blood fell on the bed, it seemed to be boiling for a while, and small bubbles appeared. When you look closely, it turned out that it was inside. A blood-red bug the size of a small yellow rice, because it fell on the bed with the blood, it seemed to be extremely uncomfortable and tossing desperately.

Emperor Xuanwen slanted his eyes blankly and glanced at the bugs tumbling and struggling against his cheeks, and then tried to crawl towards his face.

After the more fortunate bugs touched his skin, they plunged their pointed heads into his loose skin, and then pushed their bodies into his pores little by little. The unlucky ones soon died in the pool of blood. next to.

The worm’s tip burrows into the skin. There is a slight pain, but he is used to it. If he guesses correctly, there are so many small black holes in his skin that are almost invisible to the naked eye, all worms drilled out. of.

This kind of scene made him feel extremely terrified and disgusting from the beginning. After a few months, this kind of thing became his only weird "distraction" like listening to the nagging of the little **** outside.

After watching the worm in the blood die, the little **** didn't know if he had drunk too much, so he stopped talking about it.

Emperor Xuanwen slowly flattened his rickety body and looked at the huge gossip bronze mirror above his head blankly.

The gossip bronze mirror was originally put on by Zhang Zhenren, and it is said that it can suppress evil spirits.

Looking at myself from this mirror now, I really looked like an evil spirit, ugly and dirty like a corpse about to decay, and this corpse still had countless disgusting and weird bugs.

Emperor Xuanwen always felt that when he fell asleep, he could hear the sound of the insects eating away at his internal organs-rustling rustling.

It's like the sound of silkworms eating mulberry leaves.

But he could only lie quietly, unable to even get out of the bed. Every bone seemed to be nailed to the bed. When he was first fed the eggs, he hadn't struggled before, but the result of the struggle was that he was caught. The man pierced his tendons with countless silk threads and nailed them to the bed.

Until later, the man stopped fixing him with silk threads, but he was already unable to move. From the huge bronze mirror, he watched his abdomen gradually bulge, and he couldn't even cover his clothes. There were terrible veins and limbs crawling on his stomach. Gradually losing weight, he could hardly recognize that the monster in the mirror who feeds on countless disgusting insect eggs every day is himself.

Every day and night, I can’t sleep, even in the bed with incontinence, lying in feces and urine, never knowing when the endless pain will start, smelling gradually coming from my body that only a corpse can have The latest chapter of the taste of ** is lingering-the young wife of the warlord.

Too much pain adds up to become numbness.

Even if the person wants to maintain a suitable breeding environment for the insects, he is ordered to change the disgusting bedding clothes under him in the evening every day, but he still can't conceal the rotten breath.

Watching the old witch from southern Xinjiang walk around her with a greedy and vicious look whenever she is free, that look made him feel that she is not the Lord of the Peoples, the Supreme Emperor, or even a person, just a kind of Very rare container.

Watching those Zhang Zhenren, Zhou Zhenren, and Li Zhenren come over and use various medicinal pills on their bodies-antiseptic, or according to them, that is a necessary step for evolving into a fairy.

No matter how faint he is, he won't be so faint. He wants to laugh loudly and laugh at his life's stupidity, but he can't even talk about this.

He wanted to reach out and pull down the huge bronze mirror, smash the huge mirror that found his ugly self, and also end the seemingly endless pain in his body by the way, but he couldn't do it at all.

That man, sitting on the stool by the bed, his beautiful face like a demon was full of mockery at him or forcing himself to say that he wanted something.

One's own silence and ridicule can only be exchanged for that person's double torture and pain.

The person tortured him and was tired, and occasionally talked about the old past, his eyes were full of trembling resentment and darkness as cold as a knife.

Like...

Just like the self who knew that Lan Ling married someone else.

What is there to resent?

This is fate.

Emperor Xuanwen couldn't help but snorted, whoever has the power, who has the final decision right, will die.

He was the person who had been with Lan Ling for ten years at first, and even the person who got Lan Ling's body was him, but the person who got Lan Ling's heart in the end was Xiliang speechless, this is fate!

In the beginning, he was the one who had the least hope of inheriting the great unification, but he was the one who eventually ruled the world. This is fate!

In the beginning, a pair of beautiful twins under the most inconspicuous sentimental fence were eventually reduced to his playthings and tools. The heart is higher than the sky, and the life is thinner than paper. It is also the life of Baililuo and Bailiqing!

To this day, he inadvertently let that person sit so big step by step, ruining his own emperor's future, it is fate...

Now, he is also going to follow that woman.

The woman who tortured him for half a lifetime and was also tortured by him for half a lifetime.

I wonder if she can walk slower on Huangquan Road?

"Cough cough cough..." The tail of some bug slipped past his throat, making his throat itchy and he couldn't help but cough.

The pain and itching in the throat were more unbearable and painful for Emperor Xuanwen than the feeling of insects eroding the lungs.

He wants water, wants, wants...

"Water...water..."

In the confusion, he suddenly felt that something was gently resting between his lips, and a cold liquid slowly slid down his throat, which relieved the unbearable pain in his throat all at once.

It even relieved the pain between his lungs and his lungs. It’s been a long time since he didn’t feel so comfortable.

He opened his mouth greedily, sucking the cool liquid guts, and even felt pain all over his body regardless of his movements. He stretched out his trembling hand and grabbed the water-feeder's hand.

Finally, after he felt that his throat could no longer be filled with more water, Emperor Xuanwen burped and lay back on the bed with exhaustion before he noticed the cold and soft catkin in his hand.

He barely opened his eyelids and looked up along that hand. In a daze, he only saw her gorgeous water-red gauze and delicate embroidery, which looked so familiar.

He squinted to see that face clearly, and his hands couldn't help but tremble: "Are you...are you... here to pick me up?"

The cold and shady wind quietly passed over the bright yellow bed nets, and the ringing jingle made a sound, faintly echoing in the empty and cold palace.

At some point, the sunlight outside has completely gone, and the whole palace room is soaked in cold, as if the cold atmosphere of **** spreads at some point, isolating the whole palace from the world, even a little voice outside, The birdsong disappeared without a trace.

Even the candles that had been lit all the year round turned weird green at some point, and the hollow flute sounded as if it were far away.

The figure of the woman sitting next to her bed was a slender figure familiar to Emperor Xuanwen. She had embraced countless times in her dream, but she woke up and found that it was just a lonely dream.

There is also that pale face without a trace of blood, almost transparent face, plump lips, and the rose flower between her eyebrows, all of which are his dreams.

And her cold and ethereal gaze, just like it looked like eighteen years ago.

"Ling..." He tried hard to turn over his body, but the huge abdomen that was as large as a woman's pregnancy in October made it impossible for him to do it. Emperor Xuanwen was ashamed. Why did he show himself so ugly?

She is still so beautiful and youthful, but he is no longer the most gentle and handsome prince in Shangjing.

"Jin'er, have you had a good time these years?" She spoke softly, her eyes cold looking at him.

Her voice seemed to be coming from far, far away, with a weird echo. The familiar name made him try to pull his clothes to cover his abdomen, and suddenly a line of tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes. : "I...I...I'm not good, remembering you, how can I be good?"

"Remember me?" She chuckled slightly: "There have been countless women on your dragon bed whimpering and groaning. You said you remember me?"

"I...that's because they have your shadow on them!" Emperor Xuanwen didn't know if he had drunk what she gave him. He had a lot of strength in his chest and spoke louder.

She looked at him, a strange blood red gradually appeared in her eyes, and a strange smile opened at the corners of her lips: "You said you were looking for my shadow on them?"

Emperor Xuanwen swallowed: "Yes..."

She suddenly laughed sharply: "Hahahahahaha..."

At the same time, she suddenly stretched out her hands to pinch Emperor Xuanwen’s throat, smiled, and slowly dripped blood-red tears in her eyes: "Then why don’t you die in the first place? Isn't **** waiting for me?"

Emperor Xuanwen was suddenly pinched by the cold hand by his throat, and he couldn't breathe for a while, but he did not struggle, or was unable to struggle. Looking at the hideous face in front of him, his grief was greater than fear. .

"Ling..." He stretched out his hand to hold her arm, but she seemed to feel extremely disgusted when he touched him, and suddenly released the hand that was holding his neck.

"Don't touch me, you ungrateful thing!" She slapped away the hand he tried to stretch out, and her face returned to her cold paleness.

Emperor Xuanwen breathed the cold air loudly, but he did not forget to look at her and shed tears: "I'm sorry."

This is his late confession.

He looked at her intermittently and said: "...but on the road to Huangquan, it was you who came to pick me up, I'm very happy..."

"Excuse me?" She sneered: "Do you think you can stand by me in Huangquan? People who do evil like you can only suffer all the torture in the forgotten river and the **** forever. There will never be a day beyond life."

After that, she got up, leaned down in a condescending manner, and sneered close to his ears: "Can't you hear me? Those brothers who were killed by you are waiting for you to suffer together in the evil waters of the Forgotten River. This is heaven. Hell, you and I met for the last time, and never met again..."

Emperor Xuanwen widened his eyes, not believing that even watching her drifting back slowly, there was a weird scream in his throat: "No... Ling... Ling... You forgive me, what is it going to do? Will you forgive me?"

I don't know where his strength came from, and he dragged his huge belly to fall from the bed all at once, and stubbornly reached out and grabbed her skirt floating off the ground.

I'm afraid that if you really let go, Huangquan will never see you again.

"Do you...do you really want me to forgive you?" Her cold hollow voice came from the beginning, extremely cold, but it made Emperor Xuanwen feel like listening to the nature, and he nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

"Then you..." She whispered: "Just pay the debt I owed in this life."

"Debt..." Emperor Xuanwen was a little dizzy, he looked at her a little blankly.

She lay down, cold, breath of death sprayed on his cheeks: "The sins you and I did to that child, the debt you owed...you and I owe my father and him the most in my life. , Day and night, day and night his crying disturbed me, no peace..."

He trembled, suddenly remembering something, hesitated for a moment, that was his only bargaining chip to keep the heaven and his prince.

But after a while he found her skirt slipping away from his hand little by little. Emperor Xuanwen immediately stopped hesitating, and suddenly used all his strength to bite on his arm, and then tore it with his teeth. , The severe pain of torn flesh and skin made him almost fainted, but Emperor Xuanwen immediately stretched out his trembling hand to dig the reborn rich business woman from the wound that was constantly bleeding with blood and insects.

After a while, his wounds became bloody, and he endured the severe pain for a while before digging out a white bead-like thing from his wound.

Emperor Xuanwen had a joy in his eyes, and he immediately reached out his hand to dig out the thing, and reverently and diligently handed it to the bright red skirt that was gradually drifting into the darkness of nothingness.

"Sister Ling...Sister Ling...Don't go, this...I'll give this to Aluo, this is the bone beads made from my bones and blood, and he will be well after eating..."

Her emptiness and cold voice came from the ghost fire faintly in the air: "Really, if Aluo is dead, you and I will fall to Abi forever, and there will be no peace forever..."

"Yes...yes, you believe me, sister Ling!" Emperor Xuanwen tried his best to raise the things in his hands hoping to get her affirmation, just like when he studied martial arts and literature, trying to get the smile of the **** his heart.

A pale hand suddenly appeared out of thin air, reaching out and grabbing the bone bead in Emperor Xuanwen's hand.

"Well, in that case, I really thank your Majesty for the reward for cutting meat, ha ha —.

The ghostly laughter sounded sharply in the darkness.

Emperor Xuanwen suddenly widened his eyes, looking at the beautiful to weird face slowly hanging upside down from the roof, his jet-black hair was floating in the air, his gorgeous clothes fluttered, and he was spooky and gorgeous.

"You... it's you!"

The wicked beauty turned over in the air, landed on the ground lightly, and looked at Emperor Xuanwen with a smile: "Are you surprised? It was originally me."

"That..." Emperor Xuanwen suddenly raised his head and looked at the ‘Blue Ling’ that had just floated into the darkness of the room, but he was seeing her slowly falling, revealing the face he wanted to see.

But when he saw ‘Lan Ling’ smile, his eyes were full of coldness and mockery: "Your Majesty, my niece greets you."

Emperor Xuanwen's pupils shrank: "You... it's you, Zhenmin!"

Xiliang Mo walked to Bailiqing, looked at the bone bead, and then chuckled at him: "Yes, it's me."

"You...why, I love you so much!" Emperor Xuanwen's eyes flashed anger, even killing intent, as if he saw Lan Ling walking towards Xiliang speechless many years ago.

Xiliang Mo said indifferently, "It hurts me? Why do you have to be named as a concubine to sleep for my mother? Your majesty, your father and son really make me feel sick. Would you like to look in the mirror to see how nasty and disgusting yourself is like a ghost Look like?"

Perhaps a long time ago, Emperor Xuanwen had become an evil spirit, and the evil spirit in his heart called the desire for evil swallowed the lives of countless people.

A trace of pain flashed in the eyes of Emperor Xuanwen, but when she heard what she said, he still felt wrong, and said suspiciously: "What did you just say, let him..."

Xi Liang Mo curled her lower lips coldly, and said nothing.

Bailiqing watched Emperor Xuanwen gasping for breath, and the blue veins on his forehead were exposed. He simply stretched out his hand to embrace Xi Liang Mo in his arms, and watched him mockingly chuckle: "Lao Tzu and his son have the same vision, but they don’t. I know your majesty knows how long your most important son has been coveting this girl. If you really let this girl be your concubine, and you are still on the sick bed, your dear son is afraid that he will crawl next to his mother's concubine's bed? unfortunately……."

"Back then, her mother didn't choose you, and the girl wouldn't choose your stupid son." Bai Liqing sneered contemptuously, looked at Xi Liang Mo in her arms, stroked her plump red lips with her fingertips, and then, He unceremoniously lowered his head in front of Emperor Xuanwen and kissed Xi Liangmo's soft lips wildly.

Emperor Xuanwen was shocked by his harsh words and the scene in front of him. He trembled all over, and his eyes were dizzy. The eyes were full of hate, and he vomited a big mouthful of blood.

He seemed to see the moment when Lan Ling and Xi Liang were silent and kissed together after the **** battle.

Emperor Xuanwen was unwilling to squeeze the words of resentment from his teeth: "You... you are a born eunuch, I should have killed you... with one knife..."

Bai Liqing looked at the man in front of him who was already inhuman, with a vicious smile curled at the corners of her lips: "Your Majesty has heard of the Queen Mother Qin Zhuangxiang and his wife?"

嫪毐?

Emperor Xuanwen seemed to remember something suddenly, the blue veins on his forehead burst out in an instant, and he stretched out his hand and firmly grasped his shirt.

"No...impossible!"

He suddenly felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to be retrograde for a moment, and the worms in his lungs were constantly squirming and biting. He didn't even know whether it was his heartache or the biting of insects in the lungs that made it more painful!

Seeing the enemy in front of him is about to die, and his death is so miserable and painful, Baili's dark eyes are full of sullen and cruelty: "Like it, this kind of taste that you will never get, look at what you care about most. The person whispered softly in the arms of other men, haha—."

Emperor Xuanwen curled up, his eyes bulging, little air was coming in and a lot of air coming out. Goodbye, there seemed to be something in his abdomen that was constantly wandering, and he was about to come out of his stomach, which also showed his painful situation.

Xiliang Mo stretched out his hand to hold Bailiqing's hand and said softly: "Our goal has been achieved, let's go, why bother to talk nonsense with this sinner who is about to go to hell."

She didn't want to see him sinking all the way in this darkness, some things, some people, scattered, passed, and ended.

Bailiqing stiffened for a moment, and did not speak any more.

Xi Liang Mo waited patiently, only holding the fingertips of his hand slightly hard.

I don't know how long it has passed. Emperor Xuanwen lay on the ground, only convulsing constantly, and the shadow of death has been continuously spreading on him.

Bailiqing finally turned around and walked outside the door. Xiliang Mo gave a cold glance at Emperor Xuanwen on the ground, and then immediately followed Bailiqing.

The sunlight outside the door was a bit dazzling, and the door of Sanqing Hall was already empty, only four exquisite stone lions stood in the empty courtyard.

Bailiqing stood expressionlessly in front of the door of Sanqing Hall. For some reason, when Xi Liangmo looked at his slender figure, he only felt as if something had disappeared the moment the sun fell.

as if……

It seemed like a beautiful and quiet young boy who turned around and melted quietly in the sunshine of the palace. It no longer exists. There are many invisible shadows that disappear together. Perhaps those who no longer exist together are the beautiful and beautiful things that she did not have time to participate in the past. Cruel time, the love and hatred that belonged to their era.

It reminded her of the beautiful and charming beauty at the farewell palace banquet, dressed in a white dress and red belt, dancing and singing that soul-catching song——

Dream previous life, previous life,

Forget the truth of the seven sins,

Shen Abi is deep in hell,

Vague and glitzy,

Cover the mottled varnish Zhumen,

Extinguished all nine blue lights,

Mourning for this journey,

Looking at three thousand glitzy red dust,

Flicking the blue light in his hand,

I hope when I will return to my door...

...

How much love and hatred does a soul-suppressing song bear, and how many ghosts are attracted?

Xi Liang Mo sighed softly in his heart, held his hand, and said softly: "Let's go back to the house..."

As soon as the voice fell, I suddenly saw Bai Rui hurriedly entering from outside the Sanqing Hall. After facing Bailiqing Fowler, he whispered: "Master Thousand years old, see you with Princess Taiping."

Xiliang Mo was taken aback for a moment, and then whispered to Bailiqing who was still expressionless: "You go back first, Alo is waiting for you, he needs you."

Hearing Xi Liang Mo's words, he looked down at her, nodded slightly invisibly, turned and walked to the other door of the Sanqing Hall.

A trace of sorrow flashed through Xi Liang Mo's eyes, and she turned around and told Bai Rui, "Go and follow Lord Qiantui. I have Bai Yu and others here."

Bai Rui nodded immediately and followed.

Seeing Bai Rui and Bailiqing disappearing outside the door, Xi Liang Mo just turned around and faintly said, "Is it all packed inside?"

Lian's father-in-law smiled slightly: "Princess, no, madam, don't worry, the old slave has just been let in and cleaned up."

Xi Liangmo glanced at Lian's father-in-law and smiled: "Lian's father-in-law has always done things to make people feel at ease."

Lian's father-in-law smiled and said, "Madam thank you."

Xi Liang Mo glanced at the dark and deep Sanqing Hall, her eyes flickered.

Emperor Xuanwen still had some ideas as the emperor's last pride. Ah Jiu's methods were not something ordinary people could bear. Not only did he endure it, but he also did not succumb to Ah Jiu in such a miserable situation.

So this is the reason why Ah Jiu has to wait for her to come back. To break the heart of a determined person, he must hit his most vulnerable and unprepared side and hit the TXT download evil concubine.

I just don't want the kind of secret that Ah Jiu and her set up so that the front foot did it, and the hind foot, the Royal Princess Taiping, rushed over.

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, or...

Xi Liang Mo stood in front of the palace, watching the slim white shadow leading the people rushing towards her, and a small smile curled up between her lips: "His Royal Highness, just rushed to her in the mansion a few days ago. No, I don't want to see each other again today, but are you here to give Mo'er a ceremonial gift?"

Princess Taiping looked up at her, her eyes flashed across her red dress, and finally stopped on the blood-colored gorgeous rose pattern between her Xiliang Mo's eyebrows, and a strange color flashed under her eyes: "You are in The one who came to see the emperor, this outfit reminds this palace of a person."

"My mother, isn't it?" Xi Liangmo looked at Princess Taiping and curled her lips slightly.

Grand Princess Taiping looked at her and raised her eyebrows, her eyes flashing cold: "How come I don't think you are someone who wants to imitate your mother."

Xi Liang Mo looked at Princess Taiping and sneered: "His Royal Highness, how much do you know about me? If I say, maybe I will soon become the aunt of the prince, no, maybe it is the aunt."

The blood on the face of Princess Taiping instantly faded, and she looked at Xi Liang Mo and said in shock: "How is this possible!"

At the same time, suddenly there was the sound of something colliding in the hall.

Xiliang Mo turned his face to look inside the hall behind him, frowning slightly, but the princess Taiping watched her movements, a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes, and immediately said: "Could it be that the emperor really moved such thoughts, you are not? His daughter!"

Xiliang Mo turned her face back as she wished, looking at her with a faint gaze, and said: "It doesn't matter who's daughter I am, the important thing has always been the emperor's own thoughts."

The face of Princess Taiping flashed with a different color, and she naturally knew what kind of person her brother was.

but……

"What about you, you also want to replace the queen and become the new queen, no, the queen mother, that is to be a widow, you are still so young!" Princess Taiping looked at her with burning eyes.

Xi Liang Mo chuckled, "His Royal Highness also knows that your majesty's order is coming soon?"

Princess Taiping's eyes sank, and a cold light like an ice peak flashed: "Although this palace doesn't like this brother, you know that this palace is still the princess of this celestial dynasty. Therefore, this palace will not allow anyone to plot wrongdoings. ."

As expected, the princess was still so outspoken, and didn't worry at all that her outrageous words would attract criticism.

Xi Liangmo looked at Princess Taiping with a cold face, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Of course I know that Princess Taiping is naturally the princess of this celestial dynasty, but it is this celestial dynasty that the princess wants to protect, or the prince, since the celestial dynasty is This is the world of the Si family, so as long as the prince is of pure blood, anyone can sit in this world, right?"

Princess Taiping frowned immediately in disapproval: "How can this be mixed together? There are differences between concubines and concubines. There are noble and inferior bloodlines, so naturally they are different!"

Xiliang Mo raised his eyebrows: "Really, if I remember correctly, the queen mother today is nothing more than a second-grade Zhaoyi in the time of the first emperor. It is not comparable to the prince, the third prince, or even..."

She paused: "Even the twins born to Queen Sidi's most beloved princess Jinyu and the first emperor, they are the purest blood flowing from the two countries, aren't they?"

Princess Taiping suddenly became dumb, with a touch of shame on her face.

Xi Liang Mo looked at her and said indifferently: "His Royal Highness does not have to be angry. Mo'er is just talking about matters. Now Jin Jieyu’s sixteenth princes are also cute and cute. It is reasonable for you to prefer His Royal Highness, but if His Royal Highness is in power, How can the ninth thousand-year-old be tolerated? Does the princess think that the ninth-thousand-year-old will be obediently and let the prince cut off his head? Do you think the prince will have any chance of winning against the nine-thousand-year-old?"

Princess Taiping frowned: "What are you trying to say!"

Xiliang Mo slightly curled his lips and looked at Princess Taiping: "Mo'er just wanted to say that when the time comes, two tigers must be injured, and the civil war will continue to harm the people. The heaven is in chaos, and the people don’t live, so Xidi Over the years, the ambition to invade the Central Plains will be realized without hindrance. As a serious empress dowager of Xidi, do you not know the situation in Xidi's royal family?"

Princess Taiping did not speak, but her cold eyes flashed.

"Why don't you let a little baby come to this seat, maybe it's the best expedient, isn't it?" Xiliang Mo said indifferently, but looked at Princess Taiping faintly.

Princess Taiping narrowed her eyes: "Zhenmin, are you trying to persuade me to give up supporting His Royal Highness?"

Xi Liang Mo chuckled, and suddenly said: "I'm just planning for each other. The princess is from a noble background. Don't you know how much power a man has? It means how difficult it is to control him. If he doesn't have the wings of power, he will always Isn’t it a wonderful thing to only perch by the princess’s side? It’s like a swan folded the longest feathers. Although it can’t fly, it’s much more well-behaved.”

Her faint voice carries a strange temptation.

Princess Taiping was taken aback for a moment, then she lowered her eyes in silence, not knowing what she was thinking. After a while, she suddenly said, "Let’s not talk about anything else. This palace is here to meet the emperor. It’s so long. I’ve never seen the emperor’s brother in the time, and my palace wants to meet the emperor, so I have something important to tell the emperor.

Xi Liang Mo looked at her and curled her lips with a smile. "Your Majesty, you should know that your Majesty will not see anyone when he is making alchemy, and I just walked to the alchemy furnace under the guidance of Zhang Zhenren. I met your Majesty back nearby."

An annoyed expression flashed through Princess Taiping's eyes: "Zhenmin, do you have to block the palace?"

Xi Liang Mo looked at her and smiled slightly: "Your Royal Highness, you don't have to be so angry with Mo, but you will definitely meet your Majesty sooner or later."

or……

Xi Liang Mo's exquisite eyes were slightly raised, and he glanced at the deep and dark Sanqing Temple and smiled slyly. Hasn't the person you brought to meet the Emperor to meet his Majesty already?

...

In the dark palace, a tall and sturdy man dressed in a third-class eunuch's costume slowly approached the bright yellow curtain that was quietly placed in the dark hall. The air was **** and not bloody, and mixed with it. The human body smell made him feel uncomfortable, and even had some unpleasant premonitions.

Si Chengqian stood in front of the bright yellow bed net, feeling complicated and excited.

I was excited because I hadn't seen my father for several months, and I didn't know what happened to him and what impact it would bring to my future enthronement.

The complicated thing is that he only heard the words of Xi Liangmo and Princess Taiping from outside, and he was shocked that the woman who was forced to make her mother almost abolished by the father of the emperor turned out to be the woman he liked.

He simply couldn't imagine Xi Liang Mo becoming his queen mother!

He knew some of the legends about her life experience, but he didn't expect the obsession of the father to be so deep!

Si Chengqian hesitated for a moment, and he approached the bright yellow bedside and whispered softly: "Father, my child is Cheng Qian, my child is coming to see you, how good is your body?"

However, there was no voice in the tent to respond to him.

Si Chengqian called out this way several times, and finally suspicion flashed through his eyes, and it was impossible for Princess Taiping outside to hold Xiliang Mo for too long. He stared at the bed tent, his heart was crossed, and he stretched out his hand. Go to tear open the bright yellow account.

But when he saw a scene in the bed tent, Si Cheng Qiansuo suddenly opened his eyes, and almost instantly took a step back and almost fell.

He widened his cold eyes in disbelief, just... just now... what did he see...

What is the "monster" lying on the bed of the father!

But who has the guts to lie on His Majesty’s bed? !

but……

Si Chengqian didn't kill people, and it wasn't that he had never seen cruel scenes. He had been on the battlefield and seen corpses all over the field, but he didn't dare to imagine that he would see that-thing.

The cold sweat dripped from his forehead in an instant.

However, the next moment there was a very strange voice in the bed net: "He...he...he..."

It is like a kind of terrifying bird or beast's sound, although it is very low and low, but in this deep and lonely palace, it makes people numb.

A cold light flashed in Si Chengqian's eyes. He bit his lip and took a few steps forward, stretched out a somewhat stiff hand, and pushed open the bed net.

He needs to know what is the one who dared to lie on his father's bed.

Father...

If that is really his father.

The bed net was opened again. With the help of the night pearl lamp hanging in the dragon bed, Si Chengqian used the smell of blood and flesh to rush through his nose, and finally saw the thing on the bed clearly.

He couldn't help covering his mouth, suppressing his urge to vomit.