Chapter 34 Abandoned

(When writing this article, the bug hesitated for more than 2 hours... I really didn't know where to start, and my brain was very confused. Although there is an outline, there is also a general line of the plot. According to reason, it is enough to write it down according to the line, but... theory and practice, it is difficult to unify ╮(╯▽╰)╭, let the bugs be reasonable again and reasonable~~+_+ Bugs are still hungry from morning to three o'clock in the afternoon, and they still live on the food brought by their roommates. These days... will be... Punished)

The stars are few, and there are sporadic points. The streets in the capital area are already silent. The people in the houses have turned off the lights and go to bed. Occasionally, there are a few faint yellow light in several yarn households, like a picture scroll rendered by ink, quiet, serene, and silent telling an ancient and charming story.

In addition, the special central position surrounded by the center, the place where the so-called supreme power lives - the palace.

At this time, the palace was still brightly lit, and the big eight-pointed glazed palace lamp hanging high in the corner of the eaves was looking down at the houses under its light, so arrogant and noble. Although it was night, the garrison of the palace had always been heavily guarded. In every important road, there were armored guards patrolling by, neat and uniform steps, and even the facial expressions were rigid and serious.

Occasionally, the maids of honor with palace lanterns passed by together, each with low eyebrows, and quickly and silently shuttled through the labyrinth of the palace. Suddenly, there was no trace. At the door of the palace, there was an eunuch in a dark blue robe, guarding both sides of the door. Looking at his expression, his face was tired, and his head was like a cartilage without support. He repeatedly kowtowed repeatedly, and some people couldn't stand it and took a nap at the door of the hall.

Qifeng Hall

"En----" In the empty hall, a ecstasy whisper stroked the layers of translucent gauze. The tulle floated without wind and moved faintly. It was like a natural barrier that cleverly blocked all the actions in the inner hall, but it vaguely reflected the vague outline, which was even more reminiscent. Lian Pian, ambiguous and provocative.

"A little bit above, a little bit above..." The man guided with a thick and deep voice.

"Is it here?" The beautiful woman's slender jade fingers slid to one side along the man's smooth bronze skin and asked.

"Well--that's it, heavier, um---, comfortable..." The pain and joyful sigh overflowed from the man's mouth.

......

Emperor Qi** lay on the top of the phoenix, leaving his back to the queen who was massaging himself. Half squinting his eyes, accompanied by a comfortable hum that inadvertently overflowed, looked extremely comfortable.

"What does the emperor think?" The delicate lips are gently lifted, soft and seductive, with endless amorous feelings.

"The Queen's craftsmanship has improved again." He didn't open his eyes, and the corners of his mouth evoked a bend of appreciation.

The tenderness in the eyes is like water, as if it can melt all the hard ice. "That's also the opportunity for the emperor to serve you."

After listening, Emperor Qi turned around and faced his wife who had been with him for many years. He gently pulled her and hugged her in his arms in Zhao Biyuan's soft cry.

"The queen is talking sweeter and sweeter, haha." The increasingly obvious fine lines at the corners of his eyes seem to indicate the owner's happy feelings at this moment.

Zhao Biyuan leaned gently on Emperor Qi's chest and felt the strong vibration from his chest. His warm and delicate hands gently covered him. "The emperor is the son of heaven, and he can stand all the praise in the world. What I said is true."

Emperor Qi did not continue to speak, but patted the woman in his arms with his thick palm.

......

"Your Majesty?" After a period of silence, Zhao Biyuan asked softly without looking up at Emperor Qi.

"Hm?"

"Miss Xi is really a strange woman. I have never seen such a temperamental woman!" He opened his mouth as if he suddenly thought of it, with appreciation.

"Oh?" The action of patting was stagnant, and then continued as if nothing had happened. "It's rare that even the queen thinks so."

It seemed that she didn't notice the inappropriateness of her husband under her. Zhao Biyuan looked a little excited. "I appreciate Miss Xi's strategy very much, and she is also very filial."

With a smile, if you look carefully, you will find that she also has shallow smile lines. After all, the years are unforgiving. No matter how well Zhao Biyuan is maintained, the traces left on her face by the years are well covered, but they can't fade after all.

"Real?" He motioned her to go on.

"Yes, this is also seen from the standpoint of being a mother. On the surface, Xi Xinmiao seems to be rude to General Xi, but everything she does is to help her father relieve herself! Let's talk about that booklet. Didn't your majesty believe in General Xi after reading the booklet brought by Miss Xi?

She didn't know. Just as she said the word "book", the man behind her suddenly opened his eyes and stared at his wife with her back. A flash of light quickly flashed in his eyes and blinked.

After saying that, Zhao Biyuan looked at Emperor Qi with a smile.

Looking at his wife's clear eyes without any impurities, Emperor Qi had a trance for a while, and then smiled and said gently, "So it seems that this lady has won the queen's favor?"

"What the emperor said is just -"

"Just what?"

As if he hesitated for a long time, Zhao Biyuan said cautiously, "Your Majesty, what's the mystery of that book? Why..."

"It's getting late. Let's rest early, Queen." Emperor Qi's voice suddenly cooled down. He didn't expect that he was still a gentle husband just now. He restored the depth that an emperor should have, and mercilessly interrupted Zhao Biyuan's words.

There seemed to be water surging in the phoenix's eyes, biting the lower lip, white, swallowing the sobs of the throat, and obediently, "Yes, my concubine is getting further and further." Stop talking.

The hand pulled blue hidden in the sleeve, the nails are embedded in the palm, but on the face, it is calm and dignified.

......

Prince's Mansion

The study

Before sitting at the desk, Qi Jingxun supported his forehead with his hand, as if he was closing his eyes to refresh his mind.

"Wow----" A gust of wind passed, the candle shadow shook red, and the man's face seemed to be clear. He seemed to be still, or was he sleeping?

......

There was a sound of birds flapping their wings, and the man raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Goo--Goo---" A carrier pigeon stopped on the open window lattice, shaking its little head from time to time, and a pair of watery eyes looked around, as if to inquire about the destination. The feet tied to the small bamboo tube walked around on the window sill, which seemed not very comfortable.

The man walked towards it, took off the bamboo tube tied to its feet, raised his hand gently, and let it fly.

Take out the letterhead hidden in it and look carefully. There is no text, picture, just a picture. In the gazebo, a man and a woman sit opposite each other and play chess. Among them, the man's yellow clothes are playing chess. Strangely, the man's other hand is on a blue booklet, while the young woman opposite is She frowned and looked at her eyes. What she looked at was not the chess game, but the booklet. In addition, she threw a chess piece out.

Return to the table, immediately burn the letter paper, and look at the black powder gradually turning into ash. The white smoke rising from the burning curls and winding in the air, and finally dissipates...

Qi Jingxun twisted his beautiful eyebrows, and his eyes flickered and faintly.

The person who delivers the letter must want to tell himself something, but what is it?

Yellow is the symbol of the royal family. The man in the picture, dressed in yellow, must be his own father. The young woman in the picture, sitting with her father, must also be extremely respected in status. She should be her own mother. The mother looked at the blue booklet...

Wait! Blue booklet? A trace of inspiration suddenly flashed in my mind. Was it the booklet presented on the night of the night banquet?

He remembered that his father's eyes were unclear when he saw the content of the book, as if he had suddenly planned something. The meaning of the mother throwing chess pieces means...

Qi Jingxun's expression suddenly became solemn. Is it like this: chess is homophonic with "abandonment". Is the mother implying that he wants to give up some "chess"? Has your father found anything?

Thinking of this, he squeezed his lips tightly, and the darkness emerging from a pair of sharp eyes seemed to devour everything.

......

The path outside the city gate

"Driving---Driving---" Three or five groups of carriages marched quickly in the dark, whipping one after another without stopping. At this time, the dark clouds in the sky are getting stronger and stronger, as if there will be a big thunderstorm in an instant.

Looking at the person who was driving the car, he pulled his buttocks tirelessly and did not dare to slow down a little.

Inside the carriage

"Sir, why did we move in a hurry? Even if you have to move, why is it so late at night? Is something going on?" A woman of about 40 asked her panicked husband, probably infected by his uneasiness. At this time, she always felt that something was wrong.

"What does a woman know! If I say move, I will move. There is no such noise as you!" Shaking off his wife's hand holding his arm tightly, Sun Guozhong said evil to each other, and then ignored her. He nervously lifted the curtain and shouted at the driver, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Drive!" Give me an order. The horse runs more happily.

And the scolded woman sat secretly in a corner of the car and lowered her head, thinking that she was scared by the scolding just now.

Sun Guozhong sat back in the car and stamped his feet anxiously, but his mind turned quickly. Not long ago, he got a secret report from the palace people that he connected to external private transactions.

That's it! The black gauze hat is small, and this matter is very wide-ranging. I'm afraid it can't escape. Therefore, from the moment he received the wind, he immediately ordered to go down, saying that he was moving, but in fact, he abandoned his official and fled. At present, what is more important than the head on your neck?