A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

Seeing Princess Chen escaped from danger, the white peony could no longer support her, and she slid down the door frame and sat on the ground.

The Dragon Guard looked at the princess Chen, the carved wooden stool held high in her hand, and finally fixed his gaze on the few palace ladies lying on the ground.

They were afraid they would stare at the princess again, the huge carved solid wood stool would hit their heads.

Without waiting for the white peony to stand up and identify, a round-faced palace lady turned her head and looked at her angrily: "You betrayed your master?!"

White Peony leaned on the door frame, panting, and laughing while panting, her wet hair stuck to her face, looking particularly embarrassed: "Although I am a slave, I also have a human heart."

From a humble background, she could not choose, but she knew she was still human.

"Infidelity, shameless!" The round-faced court lady just yelled, and suddenly a round stool blocked her eyes, and the raging anger was like a fire hitting a heavy snow, and most of it disappeared in an instant.

"Don't laugh at the pig black crow, as the maid of the Kylin Palace, you are helping outsiders to calculate me and Your Highness." Jiuzhu is a little dissatisfied with the double standard behavior of these people in Beijing: "Before you scold others, it is better to scold them first. Yourself?"

"What do people like you know?" The round-faced court lady took out the hairpin hidden in her sleeve, raised her hand and pierced Jiuzhu's neck!

"Princess Chen!"

"Ming Xiao..."

Wang Chen's voice stopped abruptly. He watched the maid who was smashed on the ground by a stool by Ming Xiaozhu, and silently got up from the bed.

"Master, don't go there!" The dark guard stretched out his hand to help him: "Wait...wait for the subordinates to find out the identities of these palace ladies."

In fact, when he wants to say, don't get too close to the princess, if the round stool accidentally falls and hits the princess, they will not be able to explain to your majesty.

"I don't like working with women." Jiuzhu threw the round stool away, and the round stool rolled on the ground, and finally lay at the feet of a secret guard. The secret guard's feet moved a small step back silently.

"But if someone intends to hurt Your Highness, then this person is in my eyes, regardless of gender." Jiuzhu stretched out his hand: "Take the rope."

Yang Yiduo popped out from the corner: "Wang Hao, let the little ones do this kind of rough work."

Jiuzhu nodded.

She watched Yang Yiduo neatly tie the round-faced court lady, raising her eyebrows: "Manager Yang's knot is very well tied."

Yang Yiduo eagerly laughed. As the great inner guard arranged by his majesty next to the prince, he did not realize that the maid was a fourth prince. This was a serious crime.

The other palace ladies have been taken away, and the grandmother in charge searches to see if there are any medicines hidden in her body.

Wang Chen bent down to support the solid wooden carved stool that fell on the ground, held it with one hand, and then silently put it back.

The other guards pretended not to see King Chen's movements, and knelt down on one knee: "The subordinates are late to save the king, please forgive the king and concubine."

Jiuzhu walked to Wang Chen's side: "His Royal Highness, how are you, are you frightened?"

"I'm fine." He held her hand, his mind was still a little dizzy, maybe it was because he moved too fast when he was thrown into the bed by Jiuzhu just now.

Seeing the light from the corner of Jiuzhu's eyes looking at the dark guards, he explained: "This is the dark guard arranged for us by the emperor."

"Oh." Jiuzhu glanced at the window that was smashed by these guards, and nodded with a subtle expression.

It turns out that the dark guard is like this, not the kind of master in the script that no one can find, but as long as there are enemies, they will appear in a swish, martial arts powerfully defeat all enemies, and finally hide in the dark.

The word "oh" has a long artistic conception, and several secret guards lowered their heads a little.

"The prince." Yang Yiduo opened his mouth and saved them: "The other palace ladies have no weapons on them, and they have not been found to be involved with the assassins for the time being."

"Okay." Wang Chen looked at the round-faced maid who was tied tightly on the ground, and after a stool, there was no talking, "What's the matter with her?"

"People who can be selected into the Kylin Palace have been checked many times in their life experience. The Jedi can only be selected if there is no problem." Yang Yiduo knelt down and pleaded: "But slaves are negligent in management, and slaves are sinful.

"If it weren't for your husband and wife to murder the Fourth Royal Highness, how could he have fallen to where he is today." The round-faced maid finally reacted from the dazed state of being smashed: "Fourth Royal Highness is already so difficult, why would the princess still humiliate him? His princess is forcibly taken away?!"

"Are you fighting the injustice for the four princes?" Jiuzhu understood: "You assassinated the prince to relieve his anger?"

The round-faced maid did not speak, and her face was determined to go to death generously: "I like the Fourth Majesty, and the Fourth Majesty is also pleased with me. Even if I die for him, I am willing."

"The princess and the prince are like the sea, and they should also understand the slave's heart." The round-faced maid closed her eyes: "The slave has nothing to say against the master."

"I'm different from you, because even if I was willing to die for the temple, he would not bear to let me do such a thing for him." Jiuzhu looked at the palace lady pityingly: "If he really pleases you, how can he be willing Are you in danger?"

Yang Yiduo turned his head silently, Wang Hao, what you said was piercing your heart with a knife.

"You are talking nonsense, the four majesty must be pleased with me." The round-faced palace lady widened her eyes, and her highness praised her for their good-looking eyes, and told her about the pain in her heart under the moon. He is a high-ranking prince, if he is not pleased with her, how can he say these things to her humble palace lady.

She knew everything about his loneliness, his sorrow, his pain, and the yearning for his father's love.

His Royal Highness would use the most gentle voice to read poems for her. Although she didn't understand poems, the way His Highness read poems was so elegant.

So the beautiful Four Highnesses, if they weren't King Chen, they would not be ignored by the emperor, let alone lose their mother and concubine, and be humiliated by others in the palace.

"Well, even if he is pleased with you, before you do these things, have you ever thought about your family, have you ever thought that other palace ladies who are not on duty with you will be implicated?" Jiuzhu squatted on the ground and looked at her face carefully.

She knew her name, Kumian, and she looked clean and cute when she smiled.

"The assassination of the prince has a wide range of implications. There will be countless people punished in your family, the entire Kylin Palace, and even the Sixth Palace." Jiuzhu sighed, "Even if my highness and I are kind, I deliberately ordered not to involve innocent people, but Your family will not be able to earn a living in a serious way for several generations."

According to Dacheng regulations, those who commit severe punishments are not allowed to participate in the imperial examination within the five generations, and cannot seek a livelihood related to the government within the three generations.

This is the rule that Dacheng founding emperor has a good heart and has changed. If it is placed in the front, Kapok's father, brother, nephew, and nephew will all be imprisoned and tattooed on their bodies.

The round-faced court lady lay on the ground in a daze. She didn't speak any more, not knowing whether she regretted it or she didn't want to talk to Jiuzhu.

"Yang Yiduo, bring a cup of warm water to the white peony, and put some salt and sugar in it." Jiuzhu walked to the white peony who was sitting paralyzed on the ground: "Thank you for your life-saving sister Bai Peony."

"The slave and maid's status is low, and I can't be called a princess." The white peony struggled to get up from the ground, but the legs that run too much were soft, like cooked noodles, and couldn't make it at all.

"Ancient teacher with a word, you are my savior, I call you sister, you should." Jiuzhu reached out and stroked the wet hair of white peony to her ears: "Sister, I will rest in the Kylin Palace today. My Highness and I There is still something to deal with."

Bai Peony nodded, and with the support of the two court ladies, he left the main house.

King Chen ordered two secret guards: "Take this maid and go to Taiyang Palace."

Jiuzhu glanced at the big hole, and kept filling the window with wind: "Remember to make up the window."

"Subordinates take orders." The dark guard responded quickly.

"Ah." Jiuzhu adjusted his clothes: "I was able to lift the stool just now in a hurry, and now my hands are sore."

"Come on, I'll rub it for you." Wang Chen took her wrist and rubbed it gently.

Yang Yiduo and the dark guard did not dare to tell the prince and the princess that the hand that the princess had just carried the stool was the other one.

In the Taiyang Palace, Emperor Longfeng looked at Yun Yanze who was kneeling on the ground. His indifferent eyes reminded him of his ten-year confinement in the hidden mansion.

That day, he inadvertently passed by the overgrown palace garden and saw the fourth child gnawing a big peach. He wanted to remind him that there were many snakes in the grass. As soon as he spoke, he saw the fourth child hiding the peach behind him, and then lied. Catch insects in the garden.

Seven or eight-year-old children, the means of lying are not high, but he did not reveal it.

After so many years, the kid's method of lying has become smarter and he has become more ambitious.

There is not much to say between their father and son.

"Why does the emperor maintain the mask of a kind father?" Yun Yanze said: "If you want to kill, you have to be smashed, the children will listen to you. Anyway, for so many years, I have been a thorn in your eye, a thorn in your flesh, and now I am gone. Be the stumbling block for your precious son, and you will feel at ease."

"You can't be a blocking stone for Du Qing." Emperor Longfeng said calmly: "I have never thought about it like this."

"Yes, in your eyes, who else can you see besides Yun Duqing?" Yun Yanze laughed mockingly: "We are locked in the palace, and the wedding ceremony is held for Yun Duqing in the palace, and the prince talent The Qilin Palace where he lives was packed up and lived for him, isn't it because he wanted to canonize him as a prince."

"You are right, I do want to make him the prince." Emperor Longfeng nodded slowly.

Such a calm and natural attitude made Yun Yanze all complains and dissatisfaction in his throat, and it seemed embarrassing to say or not to say.

Finally, he sneered and stopped talking.

"Your Majesty, something has happened!"

Hearing this panic shout, Yun Yanze showed a smile of ecstasy on his face, his eyes blazing at Emperor Longfeng. I don’t know what will happen to this lofty father and the news of the death of his favorite son. appearance?

"What's the matter?" Emperor Longfeng looked at the **** who had crawled in.

"His Royal Highness Chen Wang, he..."

Yun Yanze couldn't control it anymore and laughed out loud.

"His Royal Highness, he plucked the peony from the Blue Dragon Womochi that you carefully cultivated for the empress, and gave it to the princess!"

"Which pot of peony are you talking about?" Emperor Longfeng, who was still in his anger, his expression instantly changed.

The little **** shook his shoulders: "Qing and Qinglong are lying in Mochi."

That was cultivated by your majesty personally and intended to give it to the empress, but he did not expect to be miserable by his majesty.

Even if the misfortune is over, I still think that the color is not bright enough to match the princess's satin blue silk, but he dare not say this to the emperor.

"Father, the children and the princesses please peace to the father." Wang Chen led Jiuzhu into the hall with a grin, and bowed to Emperor Longfeng: "Father, the emperor."

"Father Huang'an." Jiuzhu made a ten thousand blessing gift, and the petals of the Qinglong Wo Mochi beside her temple quivered, making her face more delicate.

Emperor Longfeng glanced over the peony flower by his daughter-in-law's temple, and finally fell on his son, taking two deep breaths: "Which one will you please?"

Please, please, because he is so angry that he can't sleep.

The smile on Yun Yanze's face was already stagnant, his eyes widened as he looked at Yun Duqing who was alive and kicking.

Why is he still alive?

Why are you still alive? !

"I heard that the fourth brother is here, so my son will come and have a look." Chen Wang stretched out his hand to help the peony flower by the side of Nine Zhu: "I just saw that the peony flower in the Taiyang Palace garden was blooming well, so I picked it easily One. But this color is a little more old-fashioned, and it is still beautiful for our little pig hairpin by Tong Zimian and Er Qiao."

The little **** peeked at your majesty secretly, and complained in his heart.

Your Highness, just say a few words.

Emperor Longfeng was angrily laughed: "You still pick it if you feel old-fashioned?"

He didn't pick so many peonies, but he just picked the pot he raised. It's obvious that this **** deliberately.

Wang Chen laughed: "This is raised by the father himself, so it is naturally different from other flowers."

Emperor Longfeng picked up the memorial on the table and wanted to smash it, but was afraid that the memorial corner would hurt him. Finally, he drew two pieces of paper on the table, pinched it into a ball, and threw it at him.

The ball of paper hit King Chen’s chest, and it didn’t hurt. He pretended to cover his chest: "Father, the son is very sad tonight. You still smashed the son with something, and the son is really hurt."

Emperor Longfeng smashed another paper ball on him, put his hand behind him, and looked serious: "What happened?"

"Kirin Palace has just overpowered an assassin." Wang Chen looked at Yun Yanze.

Yun Yanze did not dodge his sight, but smiled: "Fifth brother is really a long life."

"Thanks to the blessings of Emperor Father and my piglet, we are living well." Wang Chen looked down at him: "I disappointed the fourth brother."

"You sent someone to assassinate your brother!" Emperor Longfeng lifted his foot to kick.

"Father, let the daughter-in-law come." Jiuzhu lifted the skirt and kicked Yun Yanze's back.

With a boom.

Several people in the hall saw the four princes flying up on the spot, and then their foreheads knocked on the ground, making a dull loud noise.

The moment the Fourth Prince landed, the crown on his head, Ding Ding Dong Dong, jumped out far away, and finally hit the corner of the wall before stopping.

"Sharing the worries for the father is what the daughter-in-law should do." Jiuzhu put down the skirt, smiled happily, gave a blessing to Emperor Longfeng, and asked intimately: "Is it not enough to kick a kick?"

"Huh?" The wise Emperor Longfeng, who was full of joy, anger and calmness, had a blank and dull expression on his face at the moment.

"Daughter-in-law understands." Jiuzhu nodded and lifted the skirt again.

"Little pig, little pig." Wang Chen grabbed her wrist: "Forget it, forget it."

If you kick again, you will die!