It was darker in July than in June.

The emperor came out of the imperial study room, and there was only the last gray and blue left in the sky. When he walked back to the Huaqing Palace, even the last bright color disappeared.

As night falls, stars flash in the sky.

The emperor entered Huaqing Palace, and the palace people saluted him one after another.

He asked, "Can the Concubine rest in peace?"

A little eunuch said, "If you say goodbye to your Majesty, you won't."

The emperor said to Eunuch Wei: "I'll go see the concubine, and you can go back by yourself."

The old slave is not tired.

well.

Eunuch Wei had no choice but to respond: "Yes."

The emperor went to Concubine Jing's bedroom. She was kneeling in front of the Buddha's niche, holding Buddhist beads in one hand, tapping the wooden fish in the other hand, closing her eyes, and chanting Buddhist scriptures devoutly.

The emperor did not disturb her and quietly waited for her to finish knocking on the wooden fish.

After Madam Cai helped her up, she seemed to see the shadow on the ground. She turned her head and said laughing and crying: "When did Your Majesty come? How long have you been here?"

The emperor said, "I just came here and heard my mother recite the Buddhist scriptures for a while, and my heart suddenly became much quieter."

Concubine Jing looked at him and said, "Have you ever had any troubles in recent days?"

Of course, there are heavy rains and natural disasters, bandits and man-made disasters. I heard that the border of Chen State was ready to move again, and the murderer who secretly assassinated Concubine Jing never had any signs of attention.

The previous few were all civil and military officials from Zhaoguo to deal with it, but the last murderer left the emperor helpless.

"It's nothing, it's just a state-run labor and a little tired." The emperor decided not to bother Concubine Jing.

"Madam Cai, go to my house and bring An Shenxiang over." Concubine Jing ordered.

"Yes." Madam Cai retreated.

The emperor helped Concubine Jing to Qiuhua Pavilion.

The two sat down on the chair.

The little palace maid presented snacks and flower tea, which was what Concubine Jing loved to drink. The emperor liked Longjing, but he could not drink strong tea at night.

"Go and get some fruits," said Concubine Jing.

"Yes." The little palace maid turned around and brought a plate of fresh grapes and a few delicious pears.

Concubine Jing planned to peel a pear for the emperor, but as soon as she picked up the dagger on the table, the teacup in the emperor's hand fell down with a bang.

Concubine Jing was slightly surprised: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Are you hot?"

"No, I didn't take it firmly." The emperor said in a cold sweat.

What's going on with him?

The mother of Jing was just peeling a pear for him, but the scene of the mother of Jing lifting a knife to stab him in the nightmare flashed through his mind.

I've been so tired lately that I'm not very smart.

Concubine Jing put down the dagger and pear, took a veil to wipe the tea from the emperor's clothes, but the emperor unconsciously leaned back.

Concubine Jing's hands froze in the air, staring at him blankly.

The emperor realized his incompetence and secretly scolded him for being unfilial. His mother's mother cared about him so much, how could he feel sad about his mother's heart?

He took the veil from Concubine Jing and said, "Don't wet your mother's clothes, I'll do it myself."

Concubine Jing smiled and said, "Okay."

Fortunately, the emperor did not lose his composure again. The mother and son had a great time talking to each other. It was not until Eunuch Wei came to report that the old sacrificial offering wine to ask for a meeting. The emperor stood up and said goodbye to Concubine Jing.

Concubine Jing said, "I will send Anshen Xiang to your bedroom."

The emperor smiled and said, "Thank you, Mother."

The emperor went to the imperial study room.

The old priest bowed respectfully: "I, bow to your Majesty!"

The emperor sat down behind the desk and snorted coldly, "Okay, don't do these wasteful gifts, why do you enter the palace so late?"

"Your Majesty, Jiaojiao has been assassinated!"

"What!" the emperor stood up suddenly, "How could she be assassinated? Where is the person? Are you injured?"

The old priest sighed secretly, "You have a conscience, but you still know how to care about Jiaojiao."

"Your Majesty, don't worry, these are all things that happened several days ago. Her injuries are not serious."

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief, but soon frowned again? "How many times have she been stabbed?"

The old priest said, "Three times."

In fact, it was twice. One was when she went to the temple with Princess Rui and was rescued by King Ning; the other was when she encountered Long Yingwei not long ago and met Gu Changqing.

The old priest did not intend to tell the emperor that the other party was the Dragon Shadow Guard. Xiao Liulang told him something before leaving - it turned out that the former emperor's Dragon Shadow Guard was not only left to His Majesty, but also Princess Xinyang had it.

As for whether others still have it, Xiao Liulang didn't know.

I dare not say that there is absolutely nothing in the old priest.

His Majesty seems to be unclear about Zhaoguo and other Dragon Shadow Guards, but it is hard to say whether Concubine Jing, the old fox, knows it.

If she knew and insisted that it was not her Dragon Shadow Guard, wouldn’t that involve the innocent?

The little genius doctor actually suffered so many assassins, and the emperor's expression became cold: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The old priest looked very unfair: "It was this girl who didn't tell me! If I hadn't found a new scar on her hand today, I wouldn't have known that she had encountered so many things. Gu Duwei was also confused, so he would have kept this kind of thing from me!"

It's like what the brother and sister can do, they are all dull.

The emperor frowned.

The old priest continued, "Your Majesty must have heard of the time he was saved by His Highness Ning."

The emperor knew about this, but the emperor did not think about Gu Jiao, thinking that the other party was heading for Prince Rui's Mansion.

The old priest said, "The second time was a few days ago. A servant lied that someone at home was sick and asked Jiaojiao to come for treatment. He was ambushed halfway. Fortunately, Gu Duwei arrived in time, and Jiaojiao had a powerful hidden weapon in her hand, so she could barely scare the other party."

The emperor was slightly surprised: "Is even Gu Changqing a match for the assassin?"

"That's right. There is a very powerful assassin among them, I don't know where it comes from." The old priest said quietly, "As for the third time, we just met an assassin on the way to the palace. Fortunately, there was no such a powerful assassin this time, otherwise we would have had our lives to rest."

This is made up, purely for the purpose of superposition.

"What are you doing when you are so late?" asked the emperor.

The old priest sighed: "I took her to report to His Majesty the assassination, but I was assassinated again? Fortunately, I was shocked and safe."

"What about her?" the emperor asked anxiously.

"She..." Lao Jijiu said with a dilemma and smiled dryly, "She said that Your Majesty hates her now and will definitely not stand up for her. She might as well go to find the Queen Mother."

This aggressive method completely angered the emperor. The emperor slapped the table: "Who said I would not stand up for her! I am so untrustworthy in her heart!"

That's you just blind?

Ahem.

Too much too much.

He is a minister and should not have slandered His Majesty in this way.

Since he became his Majesty's "father", he has been a little too brave to stop his courage.

This is not good, not good!

The old priest was right and bowed, "Your Majesty, I dared to guess that the person who murdered the concubine and the person who murdered Jiaojiao were the same group."
Chapter completed!