Chapter 49 Beauty Snake and Scorpion

It's getting colder. Although Xixia is in the southwest of Daqi, it begins to snow in November every year due to geographical reasons. On this day, there is heavy snow, and the snow has not crossed the ankles. The white snow piled up on the scarlet low wall, like putting a layer of white velvet fox clothes on this simple post house.

A scarlet sedan chair was carried out from the east of Xiliang City. It was extremely obvious in the white snow. He bypassed the street and walked to the palace gate. The servant who guarded the door looked up at the top of the sedan chair and immediately bowed. He carefully opened the palace door until the sedan chair passed the palace gate and dared to raise his eyelids. Zi.

"Yo, whose sedan chair is this? It's so elegant. This kind of person doesn't treat you like this." A new gatekeeper doesn't understand the market.

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't know how to talk," an elderly veteran scolded him. "The head of the sedan chair is red, which is the symbol of Shun's mansion. Up and down Shun's mansion, from King Shun to Princess Shun to Princess, who can offend?"

The young soldier was a little unconvinced and muttered, "Then you have to check the sedan chair according to the rules."

"Oh, check the sedan chair?" The veteran kicked the recruit's leg and said oldly, "You don't want to live anymore. Do you still want to check the sedan chair in the royal palace?"

"Yo, who doesn't want to live?" In the distance, a sharp and slightly feminine and enchanting voice floated over, with a little dusty taste at the end, "Look, isn't this Mr. Ding? Why, he has been punished for guarding the city gate for only a month, and he has begun to put on airs again?"

It turned out that the veteran's surname was Ding, and he was also a six-grade general soldier. Mr. Ding looked at the speaker and became more and more respectful: "It's Eunuch Meng's coming. Thanks to your blessing, my city gate is very safe and there is nothing wrong. I just hope that Mr. Meng can continue to say a few good words for the thirteen princes. After all, the crime at the beginning is also..." As he spoke, Mr. Ding slowly turned around his face, and his face was pale. Only the blushing Grandpa Meng approached and lowered his voice, "After all, that crime is fought for the thirteenth prince."

"Bold!" Eunuch Meng stared at Mr. Ding, then took out a pink veil and wiped his mouth. He smiled, "Mr. Ding, I remember that it was your negligence that day that you let the grain depot burn, and let the fugitives hiding in it burned alive. What does this have to do with our Highness?"

Mr. Ding was anxious: "Duke Meng, you can't say that. How can the thirteenth prince do this kind of thing to cross the river and tear down the bridge? At the beginning, it was clear that he intended to get rid of the seventh prince..."

"Eunuch Meng, I sent you to inform first, not to stand at the gate of the palace to chat."

I don't know when a pure black carriage appeared at the gate of the palace. The horses from the carriage to the cart were all black, and it seemed that the words from the carriage were also gloomy.

The person inside stretched out his hand and lifted half of the curtain. This was the thirteenth prince Jing Yuanchu, who frequently appeared in the mouths of Eunuch Meng and Ding. The corners of his lips seemed to be smiling: "Eunuch Meng, leave quickly when things are done. This time, I came to visit my father without informing him in advance, or reminded him first. Better."

Mung Gongmeng nodded and bowed to Jing Yuanchu, and his arrogledness completely disappeared. Only Mr. Ding was unwilling. He arched his hand to Jing Yuanchu and said, "Do you still remember Weichen?"

Jing Yuanchu glanced at Grandpa Meng with his spare light and said, "Of course I remember. Don't worry, I always remember what you said, but it hasn't been long after, and my father punished you to guard the door for three years. It's only a month. It's really not easy for me to transfer, but you can rest assured. I've always rewarded and punished for doing things. It's clear that I will remember what you have done.

Mr. Ding was relieved: "Then I will wait for the news from Your Highness."

The carriage entered the palace, and Jing Yuanchu also came down from the carriage and walked. The ensuing Duke Meng asked Jing Yuanchu for instructions, "Your Highness, the one surnamed Ding..."

Jing Yuanchu lowered his head and kept his hand caged in a cage made of fox skin, but raised his head slightly, exposed his neck, motioned, and said a word - "kill".

Mung Gong lowered his head: "I will definitely solve it as soon as possible."

At the same time, outside Jingren Palace, the eunuch in charge has gone in to inform Mu Qingyu. At this time, it was at the emperor's will that he hurried down the steps, saluted Mu Qingyu politely, bowed his head and said, "Princess, the emperor just woke up, please come in."

"I know." Mu Qingyu turned around and told the maids behind him, "Just let Suer accompany me in alone. You are all waiting here."

Mu Qingyu spoke. Who dared not obey? The maids obeded the order honestly. Mu Qingyu raised his head to one of the older maids: "Let's go with me."

Jingren Palace seems to be filled with a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, mixed with the royal unique fragrance of dragon birth. Through heavy barriers, I only faintly saw a man lying on the bed in the bed serving three eunuchs drinking medicine. Most of the emperor was surrounded by eunuchs, and there were almost no maids of honor. Only seamstresses occasionally After a few, the world said that it was because the emperor had a deep affection for the deceased queen and was unwilling to have more contact with other women after the queen's death. However, in fact, Jing Donghua has always been for another person.

"Your Majesty, Princess Mu is here." The eunuch in charge reported carefully.

"Oi, you all go down." In the mantle, a slightly weak and old voice slowly floated out. This light sentence alone is enough to make people worry about the physical condition of the people here.

"Emperor's uncle." Mu Qingyu raised layers of ramps and saw Jing Donghua lying on the dragon couch. At this time, Jing Donghua was a little thin. Even if there was a royal dining room that kept making all kinds of medicinal meals to nourish his body, the Imperial Hospital also developed new drugs every day, but there was no effect. Strangely, just half a month ago, a day suddenly appeared. However, the teacher completely changed Jing Donghua's physical condition.

Although Jing Donghua still looks very weak now, just half a month ago, many imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital agreed that the emperor's body was afraid of lack of skills, but relying on a few elixirs of the heavenly master alone made Jing Donghua, whose eyes could not be opened, sit up.

"Does the emperor's uncle feel better?" Mu Qingyu often went to the palace to visit Jing Donghua, which made Jing Donghua very gratified.

"It's better, but I've been coughing. In fact, I feel better in the morning, but this cough has made me cough out the prototype again." Although Jing Donghua is thin, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes are exactly the same as when he was young. His angular chin was the most obsessed point of the eldest princess.

"My mother said that the person with a righteous chin must be upright. If it hadn't been for the unforgiving years and Jing Donghua's poor health, Jing Donghua would look ten years older than his actual age.

Jing Donghua glanced at him and saw the maid named Su'er who had been submissively following Mu Qingyu. He asked thoughtfully, "I don't think this is your usual maid?" How to change? I think the maid you used to be is quite good and generous and has a plan. If you really want to marry Bei Di, there are many helpers. It seems that she is a little angry.

"Emperor's uncle," Mu Qingyu's heart was full of bitterness as soon as he heard that he might marry Beidi. "Drink some warm water first to moisten his throat." After saying that, Mu Qingyu looked back at the big maid and asked tentatively, "Emperor uncle, do you really don't remember her?"

"What's wrong?" Jing Donghua was a little puzzled, "Should I remember her?"

"To be honest, the girl behind me is not actually my maid, but an old friend of the emperor's uncle. She was entrusted to bring her into the palace just to let her uncle recognize her."

Jing Donghua blinked his eyes, old friend? Jing Donghua knew that Mu Qingyu had always been very measured and would not bring people to see him indiscriminately.

But when the maid named Suer approached and sat in front of Jing Donghua's bed, Jing Donghua's memory seemed to have been drained. He didn't remember at all that he had known such a woman.

"I almost forgot one thing." Mu Qingyu came forward and made a small gap from Suer's auricle, and then tore forward along this small gap. A whole human skin mask was torn off. When Suer's real face was exposed to Jing Donghua, Jing Donghua only felt a sudden hot current in his throat, and he could not express his inner joy in words. Happy, shocked and unbelievable.

His hands couldn't help trembling. He wanted to touch this still beautiful face, but a silent guilt made him dare not be presumptuous.

"Qinghe." Jing Donghua gently called the name that appeared countless times in his dreams and looked at the person he could only see in his dreams. "Is that you?"

At the same time, the eldest princess disguised as Mu Qingyu's big maid has also burst into tears. Yes, because the antidote later developed by Lu Wuyi has got rid of the shackles of forgetful worry. At the same time, through Qin Yunuan's secret conditioning, the eldest princess's memory and mind have slowly returned to normal, just to prevent Jing Yuanchu became suspicious. She has been trying her best to pretend to be ignorant. Fortunately, she succeeded in cheating Jing Yuanchu.

"It's me." The eldest princess slowly approached, and her voice was gentle, just like countless times when Jing Donghua rushed back to the small hut in Yueya Mountain, she could always see the eldest princess waiting for him under the oil lamp. "Donghua, I'm back. I'm not dead."

"Qinghe..." Jing Donghua suddenly wanted to spit out her yearlong miss for the eldest princess, but suddenly, the eldest princess's eyes changed, and she became very fierce. She directly took out a dagger from her waist and wanted to pierce Jing Donghua's heart. She still shouted, "I'm not dead, because damn you are you, your negative heart. Han.

At this moment, Jing Yuanchu's voice suddenly sounded outside: "Protect, there is an assassin inside who wants to kill the emperor."