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Chapter 93
At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty in the 30th year of Shanglin, the emperor of Linyuan Kingdom celebrated his fiftieth birthday, and all the countries came to congratulate him.

On the day of the birthday, a banquet was held in the Imperial Garden, and the red carpet was paved with hundreds of meters of seats. Even the maids used the best rouge, not to mention the concubines.

The imperial garden occupies an area of ​​over [-] square meters, with officials sitting in the east and women's relatives sitting in the west, separated by landscape screens in the middle.

The announcements from the servants of the Imperial Garden came one after another, and officials and envoys took their seats one after another.

"Second brother, that Chen Lanxin has been walking very close to the prince of Lingguo recently, should we find someone to watch over him?" The fourth prince, dressed in dark green brocade clothes, looked at the woman in white who was mingling with the envoy of Lingguo and lowered his voice.

As he spoke, his tone was unconsciously sour and disdainful: "Shen Weilian really doesn't have any skills, but women's skills are the best."

Holding the lid of the Sancai bowl, flicked off the floating tea leaves and took a sip, Shen Zheng replied indifferently: "Let him go, my business in Yuanyuan Kingdom is only a family matter after all, how can it be an outsider's turn?" Intervene?"

"It's true to say so, but is there any dirty trick in the battle for the throne?" The fourth prince retorted disapprovingly, "In recent days, Chen Lanxin has often used the name of Princess Xiaoyao's sister to go to the palace. He must have already stood on the side of the Seventh Prince over there, and this is an added kiss."

"Don't underestimate the seventh brother." With a snort, Shen Zheng looked like he couldn't get in, "How many people want to take advantage of the seventh prince's life to climb up and leave the palace alive? Do you think the seventh prince is real?" Is it just a cripple?"

"Then it's even more difficult to keep Lao Qi, the second brother should get rid of Shen Changming as soon as possible..."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

"King Xiaoyao is here!" The eunuch's voice from outside sounded.

Shen Zheng automatically filtered out what the Fourth Prince thought was a clever proposal, and turned his gaze to the other end of the red carpet in the Royal Garden.

King Xiaoyao is wearing a black robe, the cuffs are embroidered with unicorn beasts with silver thread, and the chest is black and red with a collar, which looks very luxurious at first glance.

King Xiaoyao said a few words to the concubine and was pushed over by his servants.

"Second Brother, Happy King..."

"Seventh brother, I haven't seen you for a few days, and your complexion has improved a lot." Interrupting the words of the fourth prince, Shen Zheng looked at Shen Changming with a smile on his lips, "Would you do me the favor of sharing the table with me?"

The fourth prince: "..." Brother two, what's the fuss about?When did Shen Zheng become so "approachable"?

Hearing the sound of beating, Shen Changming turned his head and glanced at Shen Zheng, and then ordered his subordinates to arrange him beside the Ninth Prince.

It's not that Shen Changming really wanted to sit here, it's just that he came late, the royal family didn't distinguish too much between superiority and inferiority, and other seats were filled, she would rather sit next to Shen Weilian than when Shen Zheng went crazy from time to time .

Staring at Shen Changming who was seated, Shen Zheng withdrew his gaze and said casually: "It seems that the seventh brother doesn't like me very much."

Shen Zheng's unwavering voice drifted past his ears, and the fourth prince's scalp exploded instantly. He carefully looked at Shen Zheng's hand, and looked at the cracked teacup in his hand. The fourth prince broke into a cold sweat for King Xiaoyao .

See, he just said that King Xiaoyao must be close to Shen Weilian, but he is the son-in-law of the Chen family, and the second brother has to find it hard for him.

Shen Weilian is introverted and doesn't like to initiate conversations. Chen Lanxin is busy talking and laughing with her blue-faced confidant, but Shen Changming is very leisurely.

Chen Lanxin didn't dare to stay longer, and after toasting with a few people, she went back to the banquet held by the women's family in the west.

When everyone was present, the emperor arrived late with the empress.

All the concubines in the palace went to the women's side, and only the empress was qualified to sit beside the emperor.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

"The empress is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!

All the guests kneeled and saluted when they got up, but Shen Changming, who was sitting in a wheelchair, just bowed his head slightly.

"Everyone is welcome, take your seat quickly."

West Palace.

The dilapidated courtyard, the vines all over the walls, the cold and humid air, the entire hall was pitch black without a single bright light, and the gloomy and dilapidated palace could only be seen clearly by the moonlight.

Who would have imagined how prosperous the West Palace was three years ago?

At that time, the West Palace was full of people, and there were countless maids and servants. The main hall was full of resplendent and magnificent treasures, and the emperor's most beloved eldest prince, Shen Fengcun, lived in the palace.

But the prosperity of the West Palace suddenly changed overnight. The eldest prince, Shen Fengcun, was demoted to a commoner for murdering the sixth prince, Shen Xiaozhu, and was confined in the West Palace for life.

Shen Fengcun stood in the overgrown yard of the West Palace in a thin nightgown, looking up at the direction of the sound of the pipa in the distance.

Whenever the father's birthday banquet or the New Year's Eve, the West Palace seemed even more deserted, and the bustle of the Imperial Palace was out of reach.

All of this was thanks to Shen Zheng, who did not hesitate to kill his own brother in order to frame him, but this trick was to drag him off the altar.

Thinking of the woman who broke into the West Palace yesterday, Shen Fengcun clenched the hand hanging by his side into a fist: "Du Ze's things ready?"

"Your Highness, everything is fine."

A young man with a scar running across his cheeks in the room responded. He looked down at the two guards who had passed out on the ground with a blank expression, then took out a fire from his pocket and lit it, and then the palace was engulfed in flames.

Du Ze watched the flames engulfing the body before turning around and walking out of the palace gate, and stopped beside Shen Fengcun: "Your Highness, let's go."

"Okay." Shen Fengcun nodded, and Du Ze disappeared into the darkness reflecting the sky full of flames.

The moonlight is alluring, covering up the bloody storm in the imperial city.

The imperial garden was singing and dancing, the courtiers and envoys were so happy to miss Shu, and even the emperor was drunk.

"The water is gone! The water is gone!"

A court lady's shout sounded from a distance, and immediately outside the banquet there was chaos.

At the banquet, everyone stopped laughing and looked outside the imperial garden.

The emperor's face darkened, he put the horn tripod in his hand heavily on the desk, got up and left the table with an angry grunt.

Seeing this, the queen on the side hurriedly followed.

The emperor left, there was a lot of noise outside the banquet, and the guests followed curiously to watch the fun.

In the blink of an eye, there are only a few seats left.

Without the emperor speaking, everyone dared not leave the palace for a while, Shen Changming looked at the people walking out and hesitated for a while, and planned to follow.

As soon as his hand was put on the wheelchair, his shoulder hurt, and the hand on his shoulder seemed to crush his shoulder blades.

Looking back at the condescending man, Shen Changming frowned: "What's the matter with the second prince?"

"Seventh brother, do you know that the relationship between me and the Ninth Prince has always been incompatible?" With a chuckle, Shen Zheng let go, and the words were full of danger inside and out.

"That's a matter between you, and has nothing to do with this king."

"Really?" Shen Zheng bent down and lifted Shen Changming's chin frivolously, "But I can't see the seventh brother and the ninth prince getting so close. I saved your life. I will take it back if I don't feel happy."

"Brother Erhuang doesn't need to take care of this king's affairs. Does this king still want to thank Brother II for not killing him?" Shen Changming raised his hand to attack Shen Zheng with a sullen face.

This person provoked her again and again, did he really think that she had lost her temper?
Shen Zheng effortlessly clasped Shen Changming's wrist, and squeezed it twice, he said: "The seventh brother's three-legged cat skill is good enough to deal with others, but I'm afraid it's not good enough to deal with me."

The acupuncture points on the wrist were pressed, and the internal force contained in the hand dissipated. Shen Changming looked at Shen Zheng in surprise.

This villain is actually so strong?
(End of this chapter)