Chapter 11 One Touch

After walking for a while, Qingning was led to the gate of the palace. Zhong Xuanyu took her hand and walked straight in. The guards guarding the palace gate knelt down and saluted. Qingning couldn't help thinking, "It seems that this big brother is still an official here."

At the same time, Zhong Qingquan sat at the wine table at the dinner party. He picked up a glass of sake in one hand and his eyes drifted. He also noticed that the main seat had been empty, and Zhong Xuanyu had not yet come yet. He consciously remembered Qingning, who was still in the inn. A strange feeling surged up in his heart. He quickly rejected himself. "I don't think so. Ninger must be waiting for me, waiting for our return trip." He had already made a plan to marry her when he went back. He lifted the lid on her head with his own hands, blew out the red candle together, and spent the rest of his life together.

Zhong Xuanyu took her straight into the Yangxin Hall and told her not to walk around at will and not to go out to run around. The palace was so big that it was easy to get lost.

Qingning was a little confused when she heard this. She nodded bluntly and turned her head, but saw a scroll hanging quietly on the wall. The woman in the painting was lifelike, dressed in white, with a warm smile at the corners of her mouth, and a kite fluttering in the sky. It seemed that she had known each other in this scene. Brother, who do you think this is? Qingning entered the palace for the first time. Naturally, she didn't know where the Yangxin Hall was. She turned around, but she couldn't see her eldest brother, but the man was always there.

She rolled her eyes and didn't expect that this cold man would answer herself. She only heard a beautiful voice ring in his ear, which made her excited.

"She is the queen, the favorite queen of the emperor, and the woman he loves in his life."

"The Empress?" Qingning repeated, and couldn't help curling his lips and thinking in his heart that the most ruthless imperial family...

Qingning's eyes fell on the woman's face again. She was extremely familiar, but suddenly there was pain in her head. Her hand naturally stroked her temples. As soon as she turned her head, a handsome man in a yellow robe suddenly entered her sight. She was shocked. Even if she had never seen the world, the golden dragon pattern Royal boots, she also knew something. When she looked at the face of the owner of the royal boots, her heart beats irregularly, and she couldn't even say anything, "Big...big...big..."

Zhong Xuanyu had cold eyes and looked at the frightened pseudo-man in front of him. He grabbed her hand and walked out.

Qingning has the heart to die now. He thought he was an eunuch or something, but he didn't expect that he was the emperor. The frequency of her heartbeat slowly increased. With the increase of her heartbeat, another feeling seemed to be slowly expanding...

There was a movement at the door of the Fushou Palace where the dinner party was located. Zhong Qingquan looked up and his eyes seemed to be frightened. He panicked inexplicably, and his long and narrow eyes were a little free. Is this really impossible for him to avoid?

Everyone saw that the current emperor took a young man and strode to the center of the banquet. The young man was still struggling slightly. All the officials, including Zhong Qingquan, knelt down and saluted in a consistent tone and shouted, "Hang live my emperor."

With a "buzz" sound in Qingning's ears, she stood still in shock and couldn't move... Until she recovered slightly and saw Zhong Qingquan with an angry face, she couldn't help thinking in fear, "This is bad."

Zhong Qingquan was angry and dared not say anything. He controlled his last trace of reason, so he did not break the etiquette. He watched Zhong Xuanyu pull Qingning to the upper seat and sit down together. Qingning did not dare to move or look at Zhong Qingquan.

The songs and dances around were silent for a moment. No one felt what the three were suppressing. Qingning only felt that time passed very slowly. At this time, she really wanted to slap herself in the face, "I told you not to listen to him, I told you to play, I told you to worship, and I told you to bully you..." She couldn't help trembling again and weakly threw her eyes to Zhong Qingquan for help. She didn't want to He lost his life by deceiving the king, and I don't know why the eldest brother, who has always had a good character, is so horrible at this time.

Finally, the annoying song and dance also stopped. Zhong Xuanyu drank wine and looked down at the civil and military officials. He looked at Zhong Qingquan inadvertently. Zhong Qingquan lowered his head and knew that he should come, but he couldn't avoid it.

Kai Mo Tianyu was already a little drunk. He stood up respectfully, looked at the silent lingering voice beside him, and said with a slightly blessed hand, "Your Majesty, Ben Han brought his little girl to make peace this time. I don't know what kind of prince is suitable?" In this sentence, he said neither humble nor arrogant. The man who laughed at the dancer was stunned and became serious again. When the dancer saw this, she did not dare to make aback. She walked away quietly. Everyone knew that it angered the regent, and the consequences were unimaginable.

Zhong Xuanyu stretched out his hand and motioned Kai Mo Tianyu to sit down and speak. The cold smile seemed to tell him that he had already known it, and the little hand in his hand in his hand became cold again. He turned his head and looked at the panicked Qingning and smiled coldly, "How is King Qingyang recently?"

Zhong Qingquan stood up when he heard the words, staring straight at the little thing hiding in the east, and the anger in his heart was even worse, "Blessed to the emperor."

Zhong Xuanyu smiled and picked up the glass and drank with him. "Sixth brother, why don't I see you start a family? If you can't erase your face, how can I make the decision for you? If the Mongolian people come here today, will I marry Yuyin to you?" His tone seemed to be a temptation. He spoke clearly, and he obviously felt that the little hand in his hand moved, and his chips were really right.

"No!"

"No!"

"No!"

The three voices sounded together, and Zhong Xuanyu first looked at Qingning with an anxious face. Qingning was shocked. Just now, he was anxious for a moment and actually used a real voice.

Yu Yin also looked puzzled at this time. She turned her head and looked at Zhong Qiyang's cold eyes. It was the first time that he was so serious. However, Zhong Qingquan objected and others said, what was Zhong Qiyang opposed to?

When Zhong Qiyang saw Yu Yin looking at himself, he immediately regained his unruly smile. His slender peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly. Under his handsome face was indeed a heart that had just calmed down. He said a few words gently with his mouth, "You are mine."

Yu Yin saw the meaning of these four words, and he was shocked again. He turned his head and didn't look at him, but his heart beat faster.

Zhong Qingquan hurriedly said with a slightly panicked look, "Thank you for your kindness. I already have a candidate."

"Huh? The sixth brother must be looking up to the national beauty and beauty. Which daughter is it? Zhong Xuanyu asked with a smile.

Zhong Qingquan's heart was horizontal. He didn't want to lose what he had hard to get, so he decided to fight with him. He said in a gentle and powerful tone, "Far in the sky, close in front of him."

Zhong Xuanyu slowly stood up and dragged the owner of the small hand to Zhong Qingquan. In an instant, the eyes of the two brothers were facing each other. Zhong Qingquan's determination, Zhong Xuanyu was a glance of consideration. Zhong Qiyang narrowed his eyes and his face was indifferent.

Qingning raised his head and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, the Prince of Qingyang is my eldest brother." As she spoke, she tried to break free from his hand, but was grasped more tightly by the man. He lowered his head and touched her cold sweat in his hand.

He sneered and looked at Qingning and said, "Brother Qingyu, don't talk nonsense. Now if you say a wrong sentence, you will be counted as the crime of deceiving the king. Huh?"

He looked at Qingning and said it to the two of them. Zhong Qingquan's long-sleeved hand couldn't help clenching into a fist, and his narrow eyes were full of anger, as if he was on the verge of breaking out.

Seeing this, Zhong Qiyang walked to Yu Yin and slowly took her hand, "I'll take you out."

Yu Yin was already boring and did not refuse. With the pace of Zhong Qiyang, he walked out slowly.

Kai Mo Tianyu was surprised and happy. Seeing that the sign was wrong, he did not dare to stay longer, and Shi Li also quickly retreated.

With the beginning of Zhong Qiyang, Prince Shichen left in twos and threes. After a moment, there were only two opposing brothers and unknown Qingning in the whole Fushou Palace.

"Who is it?" Zhong Xuanyu's questioning tone broke the calm.

"She!" Zhong Qingquan pulled her over and protected her behind him.

Qingning got rid of his hand and stood behind Zhong Qingquan and looked at him carefully. The scenes in her mind suddenly appeared. She closed her eyes and recalled. All she knew was that she needed her memory.

"Who is she?" Zhong Xuanyu looked at Zhong Qingquan in a cold voice, and the pain in his heart was buried deeper.

"Qingning!" Zhong Qingquan answered him, but he didn't know what it was like in his heart. He just felt sorry for him and his brother.

"Qingquan, tell me that she is not Mo Ning." Zhong Xuanyu's tone softened unexpectedly. He looked at Zhong Qingquan quietly and his brother. Since he was a child, he had never competed with him. Except for this throne, the world was turbulent. He was worried and didn't want him to be too tired.

Qingning, Mo Ning, Mo Ning, Mo Ning... Qingning's head hurt again, and the scenes were erratic. The man behind the dragon case, the handsome face, the down-to-earth embrace, the doting eyes, everything, she really wanted to grasp, but there was nothing she could do, and let it be wantonly blurred.

"No!" When Zhong Qingquan said this, the pain in his heart was clear. He looked at Zhong Xuanyu's eyes and became more and more determined. It was you who didn't want her and you hurt her. She was not Mo Ning, not...

"Brother Qingquan, my head hurts so much. Don't, don't forget it." Qingning's weak voice sounded. At the second when she fell down, Zhong Qingquan caught her with his backhand. Zhong Xuanyu picked her up and held her in his arms. At first sight, he thought it was Mo Ning. Now, he was more sure that although he didn't know the situation, now he wanted to keep her by his side, and he also decided to gamble. Second, if it weren't for Mo Ning, he would have let go. If it was...

He didn't think about it anymore. He picked up Qingning's body and looked at Zhong Qingquan. "I haven't seen my younger brother for many days, and I'm going to talk for a while."

"Why do you love to compete with me so much?"

Zhong Xuanyu sneered and cast his cold eyes to Zhong Qingquan, "I can let you do anything, but she can't. Your eyes have already lied to yourself." After he finished speaking, he turned around and left with Qingning in his arms.

Zhong Qingquan looked at his back as he gradually walked away, and the pure land in his heart had already collapsed. Really, she still did not belong to her, never, never...

Qingning was hugged horizontally. In this dependent embrace, she heard the conversation between the two. She pretended to faint, but the headache was indeed real. Although she knew that Zhong Qingquan had something to hide from her, she still didn't want to leave him. At this time, she seemed to have fallen into the bottomless abyss. She was Qingning. She and the woman in the painting were The two faces, she thought, looked back at Zhong Qingquan unwillingly. She hoped that he could save her and take her away as usual, but at this time, Zhong Qingquan was just cold and did not move...