Chapter 103 Hunting

"Dad, why did you come here? Who is it..." Her words suddenly stopped in the waiting room, because she saw a person, a person she hated to the bone. She slowly looked up and saw Yin Xiuzhen with her hands standing there with her back and a smile on her face. Peiqi quickly held her hand and coaxed, "Son, do you know? He said, I can't see you without my father. How can you make it like this? Is this poisonous?

"Dad, if it hadn't been for the blessing of Godmother, the child wouldn't be here today. I am as close to her as mother and daughter, but she framed me. Dad, how can you come with her? How can you..."

"Feier, listen to me. The emperor is now in a coma. There are no good days left, and there is no future in the Jing Kingdom. The emperor will definitely choose the imperial daughter to inherit the world. My father has discussed with the prime minister. This eunuch is you. As long as you agree, your poison will be saved, and your life will be saved."

"The girl? Ha ha... My bere-in-law, why me? What if I don't agree?" She looked up coldly. She didn't hide the hatred in her eyes. Yin Xiuzhen also smiled deeply and whispered, "It doesn't matter if you don't agree. You and your father can be a good companion on the Huangquan Road."

"You..." Qingchen was anxious, and his heart ached. He coughed a few times. Peiqi quickly stroked her face and coaxed her and said, "Paier, I heard that this throne is yours. Even if you don't want it, then Jing Li will pass it on to other sisters. If you don't want your father's life, it will be gone. It's very poisonous, already..."

"Dad!" Qingchen was shocked. She immediately put her hand on Peiqi's pulse, and tears fell down. She lowered her head, covered her face of hatred, and looked at Yin Xiuzhen and said, "If I promise you, can you really let me become emperor. Can you let my father go?"

Yin Xiuzhen looked happy and quickly promised, "Your Excellency, don't worry. Without you, wouldn't you be able to achieve a great career? Fame and fortune, the two of us complement each other.

"Good! I promise you!" Qingchen stood up slowly. Yin Xiuzhen smiled. She walked to the door of the prison, put her on Peggy's shoulder and whispered, "Okay, don't be sad. Don't worry, there will be a two-day hunting party. At that time, Fei'er will come out."

"Take your hand away and don't touch my father!" Qingchen looked at her intentional or unintentional petting, and her anger suddenly swelled. Peggy quickly clenched her hand and said, "Pier, you think about it more. Dad is fine. It's really okay. You stay obediently, eat well, and eat whatever you have. You can hold on for three days. Three days later, your father will pick you up and make you the best soft shrimp. And Xiangjiang carp."

"Dad, Dad..." Qingchen cried, and her tears fell drop by drop. Her eyes were actually unwilling and hateful. Pei Qi stood up and followed Yin Xiuzhen, leaving Qingchen's voice alone echoing there.

"How's the emperor?" Jing Feng was sweaty at one end. Looking at Jing Li, who was still sleeping, his heart was like a needle. Fan Jiangxue put away the needle and smiled softly, "It doesn't matter. You are all too nervous. The emperor was so tired last night that he lost his qi and blood. As long as you take a paste of medicine and sleep well for a while, it will be fine. "

"Wow, really?" With a long sigh of relief, Jing Feng's face was as red as cooked shrimp. Fan Jiangxue stared at him and said, "Weichen can still lie to the little master. You can stay here with the emperor. She may have to sleep longer."

"Yes!" Jing Feng said respectfully, and he was still not used to becoming the little master from the imperial food official. Fan Jiangxue smiled and bent over and left.

The night was as cool as the wind. Jing Feng was so stupid to guard Jing Li. Thinking of the sweetness and lingering of yesterday, he smiled foolishly. Thinking of the dimness of the future, his eyes turned red again, and the night passed suddenly. In the prime minister's mansion, Yin Zhaoyu knelt on the ground, kowtowed incense on his head, and said softly, "The emperor is above. I hope you can bless the emperor, get out of danger as soon as possible, and return to the Great Jing Dynasty!"

Lean over and say goodbye! But in exchange for a loud noise, Yin Zhaoyu turned around in panic. Yin Xiuzhen stared at him angrily and said, "There is nothing promising. Why did I give birth to a son like you? Get up and get up for me..."

One palm swept away the incense burner and other things on the table. Yin Xiuzhen's face was full of anger. Yin Zhaoyu turned away from his face. He stood up coldly and walked out of the room without saying a word. He left Yin Xiuzhen's anger behind. Yin Xiuzhen followed him angrily and slapped him down on the ground from behind and cursed. .

Yin Zhaoyu lay on the ground and closed his eyes slightly. His heart really hurt. He really wanted the emperor, but he couldn't. After a few curses, Yin Xiuzhen found that something was wrong. Looking back, Yin Zhaoyu was already unconscious.

"Son, son, don't scare me, son..." He hugged his head and patted him a few times, and immediately roared and brought Yin Zhaoyu to the room. At this time, Yin Zhaoyu slowly woke up. His indifferent eyes hurt Yin Xiuzhen's heart. She held his hand and whispered, "Son, what's going on? You Only then can you be happy? My mother has also looked for a wife for you. She is beautiful and gentle, much more beautiful than Jing Li, and she is about to become an emperor.

"Mom... please, please let Jing Li go, okay? As long as you promise the child, and you let the child remarry, the child will promise you!"

"Silly child, if you remarry, you have nothing to do with Jing Li. How can she be with you?" Yin Xiuzhen was angry, angry and distressed in her heart. Looking at such a stubborn child, she really didn't know what to do.

"Mom, please, mother...mother..." Yin Zhaoyu's sad voice reached Yin Xiuzhen's ear. Her heart softened, but she couldn't listen to it anymore. She turned around and left the room.

Hunting, this is a good weather. After Jing Li slept, she was refreshed. When she walked to the door of the room, she saw Cheng Yan and others kneeling there. Jing Li's heart sank, and there was a bad feeling in her heart. She stepped forward and said coldly, "Is the dust gone?"

"Your Majesty, I just felt a gust of wind blowing, and then... When I woke up, the dust and celestial clothes were gone. Weichen is guilty, and I hope the emperor will be guilty! Long live! Long live!"

"You...you... are so pissed me off." Jing Li shook his sleeves and turned over the horse that had been prepared. A group of bodyguards immediately followed her. The hunting ground was full of people. As soon as everyone saw her coming, they immediately knelt on the ground and shouted, "See you, long live the emperor!"