Chapter 125 Fragrant and Jade

Seeing this, the military commander behind Yin Xiuzhen immediately shouted, "Protect the master!"

Immediately, the army surrounded Yin Xiuzhen into a circle in an instant. The two sides looked at each other coldly. Yin Xiuzhen gritted her teeth and saw that the two sides were inexorable, and the situation was also out of control. At this time, she heard a clear and pleasant voice saying, "Yin Xiuzhen, are you going to war with me?"

"Jing Li, you shameless child, return my son quickly, or I will raze your palace to the ground!"

After Yin Xiuzhen finished roaring, Jing Li smiled coldly. She narrowed her eyes and looked at Yin Xiuzhen coldly. She didn't say anything and didn't take any action. Yin Xiuzhen couldn't wait and shouted, "Jing Li, let Zhaoyu go soon. Maybe I can spare you to die."

"What a big tone!" Jing Li roared coldly, and the middle voice and a pink and delicate face. It was really hard to believe that she was a terminally ill person. She also made Yin Xiuzhen suddenly stunned. When she looked carefully, Jing Li was still the cold attitude, and at this time, before Yin Xiuzhen could react from shock, a person The shadow suddenly broke into her sight.

"Zhaoyu? Zhaoyu, my son..." Yin Xiuzhen immediately became excited again. Yin Zhaoyu and Jing Li stood side by side, looking at Yin Xiuzhen's anxious appearance. The sadness in his heart made his face more painful. He looked at Yin Xiuzhen and whispered, "Mom, you go back! Regardless of life or death, the child just wants to be with the emperor.

In one sentence, all the maternal love in Yin Xiuzhen's heart was destroyed in an instant. She looked at Yin Zhaoyu in disbelief. For a long time, she opened her mouth slightly and couldn't say a word. Yin Zhaoyu took Jing Li's hand and said again, "Mother, if you stop, the emperor will avoid your death penalty. You must be just a minister. Why is it so hard?"

"Reverse... son..." Yin Xiuzhen roared and coughed excitedly. Ying Chen quickly helped her and roared, "Come on, help the master back home."

"Reverse son, you will definitely regret it, you will." Yin Xiuzhen seemed to roar this sentence with all her strength, and then there was a darkness in front of her eyes, and her whole body fell into darkness. In front of the army, she fainted directly, which made the discussion in the army immediately sound one after another, and everyone was frightened.

It has always been said that the emperor's life will not be long after, but the emperor stood strong on the palace building, and the prime minister, who had always been domineering, fainted, and the army began to feel uneasy. If the prime minister was defeated, then their consequences could be imagined. Yin Xiuzhen's army began to be a little turbulent.

Yin Zhaoyu stood on the tower and didn't say a word. He just silently looked at the crowd and raised his mother in a hurry. He didn't even dare to blink his eyes. He felt that as long as he blinked a little, his tears would no longer be stopped. His hands trembled slightly, and Jing Li clenched his hand tightly. He reached out and held him in his arms, covered his sight, and then gently pulled him down the tower and returned to the palace.

Yin Zhaoyu didn't look very good. Jing Li ordered him to go back to rest early. However, during lunch, the slaves came to report, saying that Yin Zhaoyu had no rice and no water had entered. Jing Li sighed and dismissed the slaves. At the time of dinner, the slaves came to report again, saying that Yin Zhaoyu had not yet eaten a meal. Jing Li was a little unable to do. Lived.

She changed her clothes and came to the East Palace. She remembered that when she was newly married, her mentality of coming to the East Palace was completely different from that at that time. At that time, she was unwilling, but now she has endless heartache.

The lamp in Yin Zhaoyu's room was still on. Jing Li walked to the door. The attendants saw it and wanted to report it in a hurry. Jing Li waved his hand and asked them to retreat. He directly pushed open the palace door. There was no one in the hall. It seemed that he was sent away by Yin Zhaoyu. The palace lamp was lit on the column, and there was also a light in the inner room.

Jing Li lifted the veil and walked in. Yin Zhaoyu was putting his hands flat on the table, while his chin was against the back of his hand. He climbed on the table and didn't know where Jing Li was. He just stared at the red candle and cried silently. Jing Li looked at him for a long time. He had been motionless. Jing Li walked to the bed and reached out to take it. A coat was put on him.

Yin Zhaoyu was still still unmoved. Jing Li pulled the soft stool and sat beside Yin Zhaoyu. At this time, Yin Zhaoyu turned his face away. As soon as he saw that it was Jing Li, he was immediately shocked and said, "Your Majesty, why are you here?"

"The beloved concubine doesn't eat or drink. Isn't she going to be anxious to death?" Jing Li had a smile on his face and reached out to help Yin Zhaoyu's ear hair. Yin Zhaoyu lowered his head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, emperor, I can't eat it. I'm worried."

Jing Li shook his head with a smile, reached out and held Yin Zhaoyu's hand. He sighed and said sadly in a low voice, "Zhaoyu, I know your current mood. It's because I'm not good, and it's useless. If I can shake your mother, maybe she won't have the idea of taking the position. Zhaoyu, you chose to follow me, but after Regret?"

"No, no, your Majesty, please don't think so." Yin Zhaoyu was shocked and quickly raised his head. He looked at Jing Li's thoughtful eyes and said anxiously, "Since I married the emperor, I will be a member of the royal family no matter whether I live or die. I just feel a little uncomfortable. Looking at his mother so arrogant and domineering, he is helpless, which makes the emperor suffer all the grievances, but look Looking at her... Looking at her extremely coma, my husband's heart couldn't help but feel sad. I knew that I shouldn't, but now I don't know what to do.

Speaking of this, Yin Zhaoyu's tears were turning around his eyes. Seeing this, Jing Li hugged him sadly, patted his hand gently on the back, and then whispered, "Zhao Yu's feelings for me, I have never doubted that your mother is your mother, you are you, and I will not impose my kindness to your mother on your head. We are husband and wife, you are my husband, half of my life!"

"But... I am still ashamed of the emperor. Every time I face the emperor, I feel ashamed. I don't know how long this kind of life will last. My emperor, I am so afraid. No matter who wins or loses between you and your mother, I will lose one of you. You and your mother are the most important thing in your life. If I lose any of you, I will be in pain, Your Majesty!"

"Zhao Yu... My Zhao Yu..." Listening to his sobbing roar, as well as the helplessness and pressure, Jing Lixin knew the pain in his heart and hugged him more tightly.