Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 427 Do You Think I Won't Kill You?

On the wide palace road of Chengqian Gate, the dark inner eunuchs walked in small steps, and rows of palace ladies in colorful clothes came in and out.

Gently wearing Gong'e's clothes, I heard from Concubine Shu that the emperor is now recuperating in the Hanyuan Hall.

Outside the gate of Hanyuan Hall, a man in a royal robe of January white brocade stood against the wind, facing the wind from a jade tree, with a refined temperament. He was Xiao Ziyuan, His Royal Highness King Liang.

He couldn't help but glanced twice.

It's a pity that he is no longer the beautiful young man who made her feel pure and gentle.Perhaps, he was never flawless, but just an illusion that he saw.

But I persuaded myself in my heart that people have to change.In the past, the brotherhood between Xiao Zijun and him was true, but he has changed now.

It's just why he hasn't left yet?If this is recognized by him, all previous efforts will be wasted.

Fortunately, someone came and called King Liang away.

Ning lowered his head gently, and entered with everyone one after another.

"Seeing that most of February is over, when His Majesty remembers some spring objects, he will be blinded no matter how busy he is."

Everyone sorted out the things that His Majesty must bring for spring outings in previous years, and a maid said between words, "Is your Majesty's injury healed?"

"I heard that it is already well, and I went out to Lanting yesterday to see Hui Chunmei."

Qingqing knows that Lanting is the former Meiting, and Meiting is in Meifangyuan.

"The spring plums are beautiful at this time. There are always fewer blooms in winter. If it is not close to the greenhouse, it will bloom. Every year, the plum blossoms bloom beautifully in spring."

Xiao Yan's ability to go to Meilin shows that his injury is not as serious as the rumors outside.

So is he feigning pain?
No matter what, I want to see Xiao Yan.

Heavy curtains, mountains and mist screens, and the ethereal aura of agarwood quietly hit, surrounded by mottled gilded white jade pillars, implying that this place has been around for some time.

She heard a low cough from inside, and for a moment she felt that she was one step closer to him.

She was not a palace lady who could go to the cabinet to serve, so she was careful not to show her feet.At this time, I entered quietly, this is not the emperor's usual sleeping hall, this Hanyuan hall is said to be the old hall.

Gently glimpsed a large plum picture hanging on the wall over there, wintersweet in full bloom in the snow, unconsciously, there was a sense of arrogance.

It seems that there is a poem "Mei" written by the poets of the former dynasty

The number of calyxes contains snow at the beginning, so it is difficult to draw a lone label.

There is no rhyme in the fragrance, and the Qingji is not cold.

Flute and sorrowful listening, leaning on the branch to look sick.

Against the wind, it is easy to understand, and it is easy not to destroy

A name suddenly popped up in Qingqing's mind, Mei Anxiang.

Could it be that this place was once related to Mei Anxiang?
A few times of infrequent contact, coupled with some rumors in the palace, Qingqing already knew the status of Concubine Mei in the heart of Emperor Xiao Yan, but why did he abolish her position and force her to commit suicide?What is the love-hate relationship between Mei Anxiang and Xiao Yan?
Could it be the betrayal rumored in the palace?

Even if he betrayed, Xiao Yan would not be so cruel to Concubine Mei's child.He didn't like King Jin and never trusted Xiao Zijun.

Thinking of this, Gentle felt a pain in her heart, it was because of Xiao Zijun.A lonely prince who was deaf and lost his mother since he was a child. He didn't get the love of his father since he was a child, and he gained his current fame only by his own efforts.

Wei Wei made a plan, life and death have been disregarded.

She read it out slowly, "It's hard to make a lonely painting with snow in the beginning of counting... The wind is easy to understand, and it's easy not to destroy it"

Such a sentence, if you read it now, how much sadness will come from your heart.Every word and every sentence seems to be talking about Mei Anxiang.

Unexpectedly, after a long time, His Majesty's voice did not come from the cabinet.

He didn't even hear the eunuch and maid's stop.

It seemed that she heard the heavy and slow steps first, and Wei Qing didn't dare to turn her head, so she pretended to be calm and admired the poems and paintings.

"Who?!" Shen Lei said suddenly.

With a slight body shake, he still tried to stay calm, and began to pretend to be timid and turned around.

"How courageous?!"

Gently kowtowed to the ground just like other court ladies.

"Head up—"

The emperor's muffled thunderous voice was very similar to Xiao Zijun's, except that it was a little older.

Gently and slowly raising his head, he saw that the emperor was not wearing a dragon robe, but a clean and bright light-colored brocade suit, which seemed less majestic and more homely.However, there is always a string stretched in Wei Wei's mind.

Xiao Yan's face is as sharp as a sculpture, with sharp and angular faces. Thinking about it lightly, from the looks of Xiao Zijun's princes, Xiao Yan must have been handsome when he was young.

Gradually, she noticed that the emperor's naked eyes began to reveal a sinister air.

"I should have left you long ago." He recognized her.

The soft tone made Ning slightly shudder.

He holds life and death in his hands.

"The servant Ning lightly kowtowed to His Majesty, the talented servant was attracted by poetry and painting, and was rude for a while. Please forgive me for the offense—"

He looked contemptuously, but she was as humble as grass, but she refused to lower her posture.

Xiao Yan couldn't help sneering, "Where is your offense?"

"Is it trespassing into the inner court? Or is it a crime of deceiving the emperor?"

She clearly knew that the emperor was here, but she came here on purpose, she deliberately offended but said she had made an unintentional mistake, and every sentence was deceiving the emperor.

If the emperor lets her die, at any time.

She remained silent, thinking that she intended to lure His Majesty to Mei Anxiang, but she never thought that the emperor would directly say her offense and guilt.

After a while, she raised her head and asked, "I wonder how your majesty's injuries are recovering?"

This sentence made Xiao Yan stunned for a moment, and then a coldness appeared on his face, "How can you interfere with my body?!"

"This servant is asking questions on behalf of the third prince."

Suddenly, the emperor became angry, and pinched Ning Qingqing's neck with his big hand, and said in a harsh tone, "Do you think I won't kill you?!"

"I beg Your Majesty to let the slaves live a little longer."

She lowered her posture, and her tone was pleading.

The emperor looked down suddenly and saw that she was wearing Gong'e's spring skirt, a light green blouse, and a breast-length flesh pink dress. The palace sash was tied around the chest, exposing her snow-white neck.

Although Xiao Yan is used to seeing Gong'e, this new spring dress is rare, and it is the first time to take a closer look at this girl's appearance.

She was indeed beautiful and bewitching.

An ordinary Ru skirt, but it is elegant, soft and noble.

He lightly retracted his gaze, let go of his arms, and straightened up, "What did you read out of the poems and paintings just now?"

"The servant girl also liked to paint when she was young. Although it was unsightly, she had a special liking for the painting. This painting is the most eye-catching for the servant girl. It is a seamless artistic conception. The sky is covered with snow like salt, the white snow is pressing on the branches, and the red plums are proud of the snow. However, Mei Xia is a silhouette that is just a stroke, the most eye-catching."

"As for the poems, it is the portrayal of the painting. The snow in the calyx is the state of the plum; the solitary painting is difficult, but the quality of the plum; , Nai Meixin.

The servant girl thought the last sentence was the most picturesque. "

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, and there was a touch of gentleness in his eyes, "Hengdi and Sorrow listen, Leaning on the branch to see the sick. What does this sentence mean?"

"This sentence, the servant girl thought it meant the painter, so it can be said to be Meichou."

"Plum State, Plum Quality, Plum Fragrance, Plum Heart, and even Plum Sorrow. Interesting, this is the first time I've heard someone interpret the poem "Plum" in this way."

"Returning to Your Majesty, what this servant interprets is not a poem, but a painting."

She roughly guessed that the painting came from the hands of the emperor.

(End of this chapter)