Chapter 36
Chapter 36
Almost watching Zhang Liang pick up qingluan and walk towards Feishuang hall, Yunxi was relieved.
Shen Jinghong's effort to save qingluan may be because she makes too much trouble in the daytime, but why does Shen Jinghong do this for her? Yunxi couldn't think of the answer for a moment, but she was also in a trance.
It's all too easy.
The heart nourishing hall is still bright. It's time for dinner. The palace maid in the imperial dining room is waiting outside with all kinds of dishes. The atmosphere is extremely cold.
In addition, the palace maids who served her today were kneeling outside the temple, covered with scars.
Yunxi shook his fist and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Inside the house came the cold voice of ningxiluo.
Yunxi took a breath, opened the door and stepped in. Before he reached the front, he knelt on the ground and said, "knock on the emperor."
"See Shen Jinghong?"
His voice was still calm, but Yunxi was a little surprised. How did he know that he slipped out to the Shenxing division and met Lord Shen there?
Yunxi nodded. In the bright yellow light of the lamp, he looked at the side face of the memorial, but the lines were as good as those many years ago. He couldn't help being ironic: "yes, Lord Shen also gave a servant girl to his female minister."
Ningxiluo turned a few pages of memorials and said, "well, this is also one of the bride price. He knows you like the maid."
"What dowry?" Yunxi suddenly remembered the "dowry" that the young man around Shen Jinghong said to her at last. He couldn't help but make his voice louder, but he was very anxious. "The emperor has married his female minister?! Lord Shen is so high and beautiful. How can he see his female minister? He certainly won't agree!"
Yunxi stood up in a hurry.
Ning Xiluo threw the memorial on the table, his eyes light: "I didn't let you get up, kneel well."
It seemed to be oppression and command. Yunxi knelt on the ground, and the anger in her eyes was desperately covered up by her. If ningxiluo saw her face like this, it would not be as simple as a sword on her chest.
Yunxi hasn't opened his mouth yet, but he was separated by ningxiluo.
Ning Xiluo stood up, but he directly hugged Yunxi. Feng's eyes were cold, but his breath was mixed with a trace of wine: "if you didn't appear in the Hanguang palace that day, you wouldn't have to be married by me or add to the injury."
"Emperor, you are drunk." Yunxi said with a strong smile.
Close contact made Yunxi afraid. She wanted to break through this acupoint countless times, but she still stopped.
"Feng'er said, I killed so many people because of you, but I know it's not. A lie often needs to be covered up with more lies. I can only give you to Jinghong and block youyou's mouth."
"Emperor, you are drunk." although some are afraid and some are angry, Yunxi still has a gentle voice.
"Shut up!" Ning Xiluo threw Yunxi directly on the bed, and the ice in his eyes cooled more and more: "you go to Qianling County tomorrow. Before you go, I'll see if the sword injury is serious. If you die halfway, I won't let you go."
"I can't die!"
Yunxi knows she can't move, and the anger in her eyes can't be covered up any more. She can pretend to be weak, innocent or blame others when she meets things in this life, but she can't do anything around the son of heaven.
She hated ninzlo touching her body. She hated it!
"The emperor has married his daughter to Lord Shen. Why should he be so obsessed with her injury? After staying in the heart nourishing hall for several days, it has been difficult for everyone to calm down. The emperor's move will only make her believe the rumors of the outside world and think that the emperor is happy with Yunxi!"
The sound is so loud, but the hall is still quiet.
Ning Xiluo directly tore open her clothes and looked at the sword wound on her body. The coldness in his eyes was covered by panic. He said softly, "I almost killed you."
The strong smell of wine covered her breathing. Ningxiluo's hand gently touched the wound and looked at it again and again.
Feng's eyes narrowed gently, but his thick eyelashes trembled in the quiet air. Ning Xiluo raised his face and looked at Yunxi, but suddenly frowned: "I said, I almost killed you! Why didn't I respond?"
"What does the emperor mean by being so worried that he wants his minister and daughter to get out of the heart nourishing hall that day?"
Yunxi gradually regained his consciousness, but he smiled ironically.
He was drunk, but the expression made Yunxi feel painful. There are many beauties in the imperial palace of emperor Wenzhi. Whoever likes it will enter the palace. In previous lives, she painted Lanfeng, an Jieyu and Xia chongrong.
But who can survive in the harem?
"You were too seriously injured and didn't give hairpin ceremony in time." Ning Xiluo rubbed his temple, and his voice became clear: "after returning to Beijing from Qianling County, you married Shen Jinghong. On the day of marriage, I will prepare hairpin ceremony for you to take over Shuye chamber of Commerce."
"What if I don't want to marry?"
"I will ask Shen Jinghong to accompany you to Qianling county to cultivate feelings. This journey is far away. Don't fold on the road."
"My daughter will not fold on the road!"
Ningxiluo didn't speak again, just looked at her, suddenly frowned, turned and vomited.
She didn't know how much wine ningxiluo drank, why he could seriously look at the memorial after drinking so much, and why he would talk so much after drinking.
If he hadn't lit her acupoints, Yunxi might have taken this opportunity to kill him
Thinking of this, Yunxi looked at Ning Xiluo with his eyes.
He's never drunk or drunk. Why is he so drunk today?
He smashed several lamps with one palm and plunged the hall into darkness. Yunxi could not see his appearance or how he came to the bed. She only knew that ningxiluo directly hugged her and covered her with bedding.
It seemed to hear the sound of the broken lamp. The palace maid shouted "emperor" anxiously outside.
Ningxiluo's cold voice sounded again: "roll."
There was no more sound from the maidservants outside the temple.
At this time, a slight wine puffed on her face. He firmly stuck his face with her, but his thin lips smiled as if they were nothing: "if you were her, you would be fine, if you were her..."
As he spoke, he slept soundly.
Ningxiluo, do you remember the painted Creek on the moat that you forced to death?
His hair ran across her cheeks and every inch of her skin. The cold temperature was especially inconsistent with this summer. The person she hated was sleeping beside her, but she couldn't kill him.
Yunxi closed his eyes and tears ran across his pillow.
This night, no sleep.
Shen Jinghong's effort to save qingluan may be because she makes too much trouble in the daytime, but why does Shen Jinghong do this for her? Yunxi couldn't think of the answer for a moment, but she was also in a trance.
It's all too easy.
The heart nourishing hall is still bright. It's time for dinner. The palace maid in the imperial dining room is waiting outside with all kinds of dishes. The atmosphere is extremely cold.
In addition, the palace maids who served her today were kneeling outside the temple, covered with scars.
Yunxi shook his fist and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Inside the house came the cold voice of ningxiluo.
Yunxi took a breath, opened the door and stepped in. Before he reached the front, he knelt on the ground and said, "knock on the emperor."
"See Shen Jinghong?"
His voice was still calm, but Yunxi was a little surprised. How did he know that he slipped out to the Shenxing division and met Lord Shen there?
Yunxi nodded. In the bright yellow light of the lamp, he looked at the side face of the memorial, but the lines were as good as those many years ago. He couldn't help being ironic: "yes, Lord Shen also gave a servant girl to his female minister."
Ningxiluo turned a few pages of memorials and said, "well, this is also one of the bride price. He knows you like the maid."
"What dowry?" Yunxi suddenly remembered the "dowry" that the young man around Shen Jinghong said to her at last. He couldn't help but make his voice louder, but he was very anxious. "The emperor has married his female minister?! Lord Shen is so high and beautiful. How can he see his female minister? He certainly won't agree!"
Yunxi stood up in a hurry.
Ning Xiluo threw the memorial on the table, his eyes light: "I didn't let you get up, kneel well."
It seemed to be oppression and command. Yunxi knelt on the ground, and the anger in her eyes was desperately covered up by her. If ningxiluo saw her face like this, it would not be as simple as a sword on her chest.
Yunxi hasn't opened his mouth yet, but he was separated by ningxiluo.
Ning Xiluo stood up, but he directly hugged Yunxi. Feng's eyes were cold, but his breath was mixed with a trace of wine: "if you didn't appear in the Hanguang palace that day, you wouldn't have to be married by me or add to the injury."
"Emperor, you are drunk." Yunxi said with a strong smile.
Close contact made Yunxi afraid. She wanted to break through this acupoint countless times, but she still stopped.
"Feng'er said, I killed so many people because of you, but I know it's not. A lie often needs to be covered up with more lies. I can only give you to Jinghong and block youyou's mouth."
"Emperor, you are drunk." although some are afraid and some are angry, Yunxi still has a gentle voice.
"Shut up!" Ning Xiluo threw Yunxi directly on the bed, and the ice in his eyes cooled more and more: "you go to Qianling County tomorrow. Before you go, I'll see if the sword injury is serious. If you die halfway, I won't let you go."
"I can't die!"
Yunxi knows she can't move, and the anger in her eyes can't be covered up any more. She can pretend to be weak, innocent or blame others when she meets things in this life, but she can't do anything around the son of heaven.
She hated ninzlo touching her body. She hated it!
"The emperor has married his daughter to Lord Shen. Why should he be so obsessed with her injury? After staying in the heart nourishing hall for several days, it has been difficult for everyone to calm down. The emperor's move will only make her believe the rumors of the outside world and think that the emperor is happy with Yunxi!"
The sound is so loud, but the hall is still quiet.
Ning Xiluo directly tore open her clothes and looked at the sword wound on her body. The coldness in his eyes was covered by panic. He said softly, "I almost killed you."
The strong smell of wine covered her breathing. Ningxiluo's hand gently touched the wound and looked at it again and again.
Feng's eyes narrowed gently, but his thick eyelashes trembled in the quiet air. Ning Xiluo raised his face and looked at Yunxi, but suddenly frowned: "I said, I almost killed you! Why didn't I respond?"
"What does the emperor mean by being so worried that he wants his minister and daughter to get out of the heart nourishing hall that day?"
Yunxi gradually regained his consciousness, but he smiled ironically.
He was drunk, but the expression made Yunxi feel painful. There are many beauties in the imperial palace of emperor Wenzhi. Whoever likes it will enter the palace. In previous lives, she painted Lanfeng, an Jieyu and Xia chongrong.
But who can survive in the harem?
"You were too seriously injured and didn't give hairpin ceremony in time." Ning Xiluo rubbed his temple, and his voice became clear: "after returning to Beijing from Qianling County, you married Shen Jinghong. On the day of marriage, I will prepare hairpin ceremony for you to take over Shuye chamber of Commerce."
"What if I don't want to marry?"
"I will ask Shen Jinghong to accompany you to Qianling county to cultivate feelings. This journey is far away. Don't fold on the road."
"My daughter will not fold on the road!"
Ningxiluo didn't speak again, just looked at her, suddenly frowned, turned and vomited.
She didn't know how much wine ningxiluo drank, why he could seriously look at the memorial after drinking so much, and why he would talk so much after drinking.
If he hadn't lit her acupoints, Yunxi might have taken this opportunity to kill him
Thinking of this, Yunxi looked at Ning Xiluo with his eyes.
He's never drunk or drunk. Why is he so drunk today?
He smashed several lamps with one palm and plunged the hall into darkness. Yunxi could not see his appearance or how he came to the bed. She only knew that ningxiluo directly hugged her and covered her with bedding.
It seemed to hear the sound of the broken lamp. The palace maid shouted "emperor" anxiously outside.
Ningxiluo's cold voice sounded again: "roll."
There was no more sound from the maidservants outside the temple.
At this time, a slight wine puffed on her face. He firmly stuck his face with her, but his thin lips smiled as if they were nothing: "if you were her, you would be fine, if you were her..."
As he spoke, he slept soundly.
Ningxiluo, do you remember the painted Creek on the moat that you forced to death?
His hair ran across her cheeks and every inch of her skin. The cold temperature was especially inconsistent with this summer. The person she hated was sleeping beside her, but she couldn't kill him.
Yunxi closed his eyes and tears ran across his pillow.
This night, no sleep.