Chapter 212: Thunder Wrath

Who knows, the more he prays in his heart, the more he is afraid of what will come.

Two hours later, when the dusk was dark, there was a roar of the emperor in Zichen.

"Bang!" Another flower porcelain was smashed. Since he learned the news that Zichu was robbed halfway, Jun Yusulson had a thunderous face, and the things that could be smashed in the bedroom were all over the ground.

At this time, when he saw that there was no more porcelain and jade to smash, he only heard a "swish" sound. He pulled out the three-foot-long Jiulong golden emperor sword from the head of the bed and pointed to the sky and shouted, "What is the emperor of Xiangluo Kingdom, that ugly and strange? Do you dare to rob my woman? Yi Noqun, I want you to regret what you did in the first place. If you have the ability, just come at me if you have the courage!!"

"The emperor's anger, the emperor's anger..." At this time, the people in the palace had long retreated, leaving Liu San to serve with him, but how could he dissuade the angry emperor.

"Those----" Jun Yu's smile was distorted by anger. Suddenly, he laughed on his back and said in a hateful voice, "Okay, well, he did such a rampant thing under my eyes. This time, I will never let him go!! I swear that if he dares to move a hair, I will definitely call him to die in Xiangluo!"

Thinking of the days when they used to be with her in the East Palace, the two often joked, but they were always happier than unhappy. It turns out that I have been really happy and happy since she appeared.

The scene in front of him was chaotic and subverted. The cold teenager, who gradually became silent in the dark years of the court because he lost the protection of his biological mother since childhood, was still isolated and ignored by Queen Nalan and the powerful ministers behind her.

Until she appeared in her life, she had a stubborn smile at first, but later she was undisguised naive and naughty.

"Your Highness, are you exposing your shortcomings..."

"Jun Yusun, do you know that you are annoying and annoying..."

Ha ha, why does time turn so fast? Since he ascended the throne, although he seems to be proud of the horseshoe disease. But without her by my side, I always feel depressed all day long.

Even if he is interested in the 3,000 beauties in the harem, he has never been interested in it.

Because there is only one woman in the world, there is only one person who can touch her heart, make herself happy with the pain, and also dream about it, and can't be herself.

What's the reason why you can't let go of her so much? Junyu asked herself, not that she didn't know the reason. After all, she didn't dare to think about it seriously, because if she was too serious to think about it, she was afraid that it would be difficult for her to face it!

Jun Yusul felt the pain like a bursting head. In the past, he had a lot of tolerance for the provocation of Xiangluo for the affairs of the court, and always wanted to solve these hidden dangers of the years. But now it has been far away from my anger, killing, killing, killing, these scourges that dare to come to the door and provoke can't be left!

"Your Majesty, I think that Miss Song has her own nature and believe that she will come back safely. It's just..." Liu San looked at Jun Yu's face and asked carefully, "A person from Qingfeng Palace said that the noble concubine had some symptoms of fetal instability. Do you think?"

"It bothers me again, I really don't know what to do! Humph, which woman in this harem can't have children?! How dare you blackmail me? I really can't stand this tone!"

Jun Yusul said, Huo Ran inserted his sword into the table of red sandalwood and said coldly with the hilt of the sword, "How dare she dares to be pregnant and test my patience again and again?! Shangguan Wanyan, I didn't like her before, but now I'm just perfunctory for the sake of the child. I didn't expect that she could play on the topic!"

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger. Please look at the little prince's face, at least think of the Empress Dowager's light all the time..."

"If the Empress Dowager hadn't been protecting me, would you think I would like to listen to her nagging?" Or remembering some unpleasant old things, Junyu was in a very bad mood at this time, and even had an indescribable disgust in her tone of speech. She only sneered and said, "Besides, this Shangguan Wanyan is not a good woman. She had made trouble in the palace several times before, and later made things difficult for her son, and then finally, it was the shameless night party Jun Yuchen. As a result, I climbed my bed! I really can't love such a woman again. Go and send a message and say that I'm busy with state affairs today, and I really can't find time to come to see her! Let all the imperial doctors go to Qingfeng Palace and pass on the order. If there is any problem with the noble concubine and the emperor's heirs, I will only ask them!"

"Yes, yes, the slave will go, the slave will go..."

After Liu San withdrew from Zichen Hall, he quietly wiped a handful of sweat on his forehead. He said to himself that if Miss Song really had something to do there this time, I'm afraid there would be no birthday in the palace. Let alone the palace, looking at the emperor's murderous appearance, even the previous dynasty can't keep a bloody storm!

It's night, Jun Yusulu sleeps alone in the Zichen Hall. There is a lamp tree in the hall, and the bright yellow bed and double-layer gauze tent are decorated with sporadic beads, which emit a weak fluorescence at night. It is not bright but particularly soft. The scattered light is connected through silver lines, like a vast starry sky at night.

He was anxious and depressed, and he fell asleep several times. In the middle of the night, he gradually felt that his body was floating lightly and he didn't know where he was. A familiar voice whispered in his ear, "Junyu, Junyu..."

is the voice of Zichu!

Jun Yu immediately opened his eyes in disbelief and choked with joy, "Zichu, is it really you?"

"Junyu, it's so good. Why are you crying?" Zichu frowned at him, and then made a grimace and said, "Is it because you don't think it's fun to be an emperor now? Do you want to go around the mountains and rivers with me? Hey, I told you earlier that the things you used to value, such as fame and wealth, are actually not important. What really matters is that you are happy or unhappy..."

Jun Yusund listened to her words, only smiled gently, and asked softly, "Yes, I regret it. Zichu, I'm the happiest only when I'm with you."

"Junyu, you seem to have changed a little now..." Zichu looked at him through a faint fog, which made him feel inexplicably a little uneasy. It seems that she is always away from herself, seemingly close, but actually far away. It is erratic and elusive.

While talking, a beautiful palace woman walked into the door. Zichu turned her head and saw her, so he said, "Princess, ah no, I should call you the Empress now." Seeing the queen Zhang standing still, Zichu asked, "Queen, why don't you talk? Didn't you come to see the emperor?"

"Soong Zichu, who do you think you are? Seeing the queen, how could you not kneel down and say hello?

Empress Zhang smiled coldly, turned her head and hugged Jun Yu's leg and cried, "Your Majesty, she is already Jun Yuchen's woman. She failed the emperor's sincerity. The emperor doesn't have to be kind to her anymore. Hurry up and leave here with your concubine. Please wake up..."

"Zichu...Zichu..." Jun Yusun refused to move, but muttered, "Zichu, you said you didn't like Jun Yuchen, so you wouldn't follow him, did you?"

Zichu reached out to hold him in the cloud and cried, "Junyu, I..."

A rumble of thunder cut through the night sky, and the sound of pouring rain sounded on the window screen. The projection of trees outside the window shook violently, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

I don't know when Jun Yusuli sat alone on the bat-patterned pear flower chair, with a soft pile of bright yellow Jiulong robes, and his eyes smiled happily: "Zichu, come and sit here..."

"Jun Yusun! Junyu... I'm leaving." Zichu suddenly became a little confused, but he was inexplicably afraid and wanted to leave, but he couldn't move his feet like lead.

"Don't go, or you, don't go there..."

Before Jun Yusul's voice fell, he only heard a loud "kake" sound, but he saw a huge tree falling straight down from the high beam and falling on the two people impartially!

"Zichu!!" With the exclamation of Junyu, he has pounced on her body, and the broken wooden thorns plunged into Zichu's body, and the red and bright scene in front of him was shocking.

As soon as he raised his hand and saw that his hands were full of bright red blood, Jun Yu was shocked and shouted in panic: "Come on, save her!! Come on!!!"

But the whole hall is shrouded in the shadow of dark clouds, the heavy curtains are strangely swaying, the surroundings are empty, and the people around him have long been unknown.

There was a red blood-like light outside, and the hot temperature quickly surrounded the surroundings. Thick smoke filled in and choked people almost unable to breathe.

Jun Yusun touched Zichu's cold body, and his hands trembled, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound.

"Zichu..."

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, Miss Song has gone..."

"What? What did you say? Say it again!"

Jun Yushou only felt black in front of his eyes when he heard the words, and he fell back weightless.

When I woke up, I saw that I was lying with eight treasure tassels, and there was a pain in my head. Seeing him wake up, Liu San and others shouted in surprise, "Your Majesty is awake! The emperor woke up!"

The imperial doctors stood in front of the bed. After beg for Jun Yushuo's pulse one by one, they bowed and said, "...Weichen has prescribed the emperor a prescription. This is caused by excessive shock, urgent attack and hard work for days. This disease is not an important symptom, but it needs to rest at ease for a period of time, and it is better to nourish the qi..."

Jun Yu was impatient to listen to these people's old talk, so he waved his hand to signal them to retreat. Only in an instant, Liu Zhen was left standing on the side of his bed in the huge bedroom.

"Your Majesty, I ordered the imperial dining room to make millet porridge for you. Do you want to eat more?"

Jun Yusulun waved his hand with some difficulty and said in a hoarse voice, "No, bring me a cup of hot tea."