When the people along the way saw the emperor going out, they all knelt down and saluted. Emperor Ming ruled the country wisely, and the country was prosperous, which was the most rare thing among these dozen countries. Some countries were still in raging war, and the people were in dire straits.
This aloof man showed an extremely lonely smile, and the bright yellow curtain covered his face.
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It started to snow again.
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"Report to the princess, something happened at Yuluo Pavilion!" The anxious voice of a guard sounded outside, "Xia Ling was injured by an assassin, and now the assassin is on the way to escape. Princess, please come to Yuluo Pavilion quickly!"
Xia Ling was assassinated?
What a magical thing! Ting Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and said that he wanted to assassinate, so he should assassinate the princess. How could he assassinate a male concubine? And it was a male concubine that Ting Qingyu had not interacted with many times.
If it was a favored male concubine, it would mean someone was jealous and killed her, but Xia Ling was not favored...
Xiu'er's expression changed, "Princess, you'd better not go, okay? Xiu'er always feels that something is wrong."
"Princess..." Xiaoyu just glanced at Ting Qingyu with some fear, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to say it.
"You guys stay here, I'll come back soon!" Ting Qingyu stood up and asked Xiu'er to put a cloak on her. It seems that life can no longer be peaceful!
Xiu'er hesitated to speak, and could only watch helplessly as Ting Qingyu left Hidden Phoenix Pavilion and disappeared from her sight.
The Yuluo Pavilion was a bustling place. Of course, there were a lot of people, the guards were in a mess, and the male concubines were crowded there to watch the fun. The Yuluo Pavilion is close to the Huang Chong Palace, and is also comparable to the Xueze, Wenbai and Yuecang pavilions.
similar.
When Ting Qingyu arrived, the blood stains on the ground had been cleaned up by servants. As soon as they saw the princess arriving, most of them bowed and left, leaving only Che Yue and eight other male concubines.
Cheyue was treating Xia Ling's wounds on the bed. Xia Ling's face on the bed was pale and bloodless, with wounds on his forehead and chest. The hot water in the basin for cleaning him was stained red.