"Yes, Your Majesty!" Ruofeng and Zhaoyue went to pull Xuanyuan Huan away:
"Huan'er, be good and go back with Sister Feng."
"I don't want it!" Xuanyuan Huan threw away Ruofeng's hand, walked straight to me who was kneeling aside, and wanted to pull me up.
I was so flustered that I gently shook his hand.
"It's all the other way around!" Xuanyuan Aolin looked at me angrily. I was so depressed. Why did such bad things happen to me?
He assigned several guards to take Xuanyuan Huan away from me, followed closely by Ruofeng and Zhaoyue.
"Let me go, let me go, sister, sister..." Xuanyuan Huan's cry made me feel sad.
Xuanyuan Aolin approached me, lifted my chin and said:
"Why, I feel sorry for him. It seems that my concubine is really a passionate person. Don't worry, he is my royal brother.
I won’t harm him. But you, let’s talk about it another time.”
He snorted coldly and ordered: "Zhao Gao, tell me my decree, Concubine Li breaks into Xuanxiao Palace without permission.
A group of people from Hanxiao Palace are in charge of the forty boards, especially as police officers."
"My slave obeys the decree." He saw Zhao Gao leading his men to the Hanxiao Palace to announce the decree.
"Your Majesty, one person is responsible for the work. If something happens to me alone, why should I implicate innocent people?"
"I only know that it has been taught since ancient times that if the master commits a crime, the slave will be blamed. Do you feel guilty? I just want you to feel guilty. If you make a mistake once, I will severely punish the people you care about." Xuanyuan Aolin hated his own soft heart, why did he let him
She challenged his dragon power,
Why are you reluctant to punish her severely?
But she interceded for those slaves who were related to each other.
I felt a pain in my heart, remembering the time I was beaten with a stick in Longlin Hall. If I was beaten forty times, would I still be alive?
I was so angry that I spoke eloquently: "You are so unreasonable? How can you care so little about human life, you tyrant!!!"
As soon as the words are spoken,
I regret calling him a tyrant. This sentence will undoubtedly lead to death.
But the words have been spoken and cannot be taken back, so fear is in vain.