Chapter 54: The Emperor's Heart She Never Understands
Behind me, there was the sound of footsteps coming from the palace door. It seemed to be opened and then closed again after it was closed.
"Sister-in-law." An elegant and urgent voice came to my ears.
Qingcheng hugged the princess on the ground and looked at the bright red corners of the princess's mouth and the bright red clothes. However, she couldn't stop the tears in her eyes. Her voice was choked with pain and she couldn't even call the princess's name.
"Brother Imperial, she is your sister-in-law and your wife, how could you be so cruel?" Qing Ya asked dissatisfiedly, her eyes red.
Puyang Long Lie stood sideways with his sleeves fluttering, and glanced at Xiaofeng on the ground with a cold and sinister gaze. His eyes and brows were full of sarcasm and anger...
"Qingya..." Prince Ning pulled Qingya's sleeves and shook his head gently, indicating that she did not ask for mercy. They all knew the emperor's brother, and the more he asked, the more he asked, the more angry he would be.
At this time, King Ning, Mingzhi, Chen Heng, Zhuge Qing, Qinglong, Baihu and others were all there. Originally, they had left after discussing with His Majesty. Unexpectedly, they met Qingya's anxious figure on the way, so everyone returned together.
Enter the imperial study room.
"Ahem..."
She coughed again, and the blood flowed even more.
"Sister-in-law." Seeing her sister-in-law's helpless and weak appearance, Qingya cried out in pain and wanted to step forward, but Prince Ning held her hand.
She leaned against Qingcheng, her consciousness a little distracted, and she pinched her palms deeply, as if to make herself more conscious, but her eyes were fixed on that person.
She was so painful that tears flowed down her cheeks, and she was weak. "You...are ignorant, shielding the culprit, cruel and despicable. I, Beiyao Lingfeng, look down on you, Puyang Longlie. For a fool like you, sooner or later the country will be in your hands."
Lost play."
Everyone was stunned. Unexpectedly... the Empress and Empress dared to rebuke His Majesty the Emperor in public? Call His Majesty the Emperor by his first name? And dare to look down on His Majesty the Emperor?
It’s fantasy, it’s fantasy, the world is really fantasy!
"Beiyao Lingfeng, do you really think that I don't dare to kill you?" He walked quickly to her and grabbed her chin with both hands.
She smelled the emperor's ambergris and the scent of woman's rouge on his body, and said angrily intermittently: "Take...get your dirty hands off", and in an instant, she knocked away his grip on her jaw.
With his hand, he slapped him hard in the face.
The clear voice still echoed in the palace, and everyone couldn't help but calm down!
What's the situation? The Empress and Empress beat the Emperor, His Majesty the Emperor?
This world is not only fantasy, but also fantasy!
"Beiyao Lingfeng." His eyes were full of cruelty and bloodthirsty light, and his angry voice sounded in the hall.
"Brother Imperial, don't..." Qingya screamed.
In the blink of an eye, Qingcheng's arms were empty, and the princess' body was thrown to the ground again!
"Princess..." His voice was hoarse, and he hurriedly ran to help the princess.
She was so disgusted that she could only watch the princess being thrown to the ground, but there was nothing she could do!
"Sister-in-law." Qingya and Qingcheng helped her up together, and their eager and concerned eyes moved her to the extreme!
At least, she was not alone in the imperial palace.
At least, when she gets hurt, someone will worry about her and feel sorry for her!
He stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood on his lips, but the more he wiped, the more he wiped, and he couldn't stop it. His face became paler and his feet were weak. With the help of Qingya and Qingcheng, he stood up reluctantly. He pinched his fingernails deeply into his palms to regain his consciousness.
some.
After a long time, he still bowed respectfully, tears falling down his eyelashes, like broken beads falling continuously downward, crystal clear, "Your Majesty, it is not a pity for me to die. I beg your Majesty to return my maidservant."
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"Your Majesty, my cousin is here..."
After finishing speaking, the door of the imperial study room was opened.
Wang Quan walked in with a masked woman in blue clothes, and stared at the situation in front of him, stunned on the spot!
"Mingzhi, I have been told by word of mouth that Beiyao Lingfeng has a bad temperament, refuses to obey orders, acts arbitrarily, does not understand the general situation, and breaks into the imperial study. I deeply hate his behavior, and Fengqi Palace will be immediately closed to the cold palace, without my permission."
With permission, Beiyao Lingfeng is not allowed to take even a step forward. Anyone who violates this will be asked to come to see you!" Leng Mo's voice echoed throughout the imperial study.
Fengqi Palace has become a cold palace. What does this mean?
Before everyone could recover from the imperial edict just now, they heard his cold and blood-thirsty voice ring out again, "If anyone dares to leak a single word about today's events, I will definitely kill him!"
He slowly sat on the dragon chair, his eyes half closed.
She knew what this slap meant to the emperor, and if it was leaked out, she would definitely die.
But what she didn't understand was, what was his last will? Was it sympathy or pity? Didn't he hate her?
She really doesn't understand what he's thinking!
"Princess, Qingguo was taken away by Concubine Han. Before Qingcheng could say anything, the princess ran out of the palace. Qingcheng thought that the princess was looking for Concubine Han. Unexpectedly..." She raised her eyes and glanced at His Majesty with a gloomy expression. Qingcheng gritted her teeth and lowered her voice.
weep.
If she had known that things would turn out like this and that the princess would be hurt, she should have said, it was all her fault, she really deserved to die!
"Really?" He held Qingcheng's hand tightly, but loosened it in vain, losing all consciousness.
Before she fell into coma, many fragments flashed through her mind: busy traffic, high-rise buildings, laughter, and a gentle voice that only belonged to her, which also appeared in countless dreams: Nian'er, I love you!