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

Chapter 477 You Can't Kill Them!

Xiao Zijun looked displeased, "Shut up. If you keep talking, I'll let you stay here as an servant." Li Fuquan cried and said, "I'm talking too much, I still want to go to the East Palace to serve the Crown Prince." After saying that, he had already left respectfully.

It took more than half a day to find it in the pile of books.

It's just two calligraphy and paintings from the past.

It is drawn lightly.

It was the two crossword puzzle paintings of "Beasts in Clothes" and "Spiritual Appearance". Although he was angry at the time, he later felt that these paintings were very precious. Fuquan and the others didn't know about them, so they kept them for themselves.

Fuquan didn't leave outside. That day, the master found a lot of old calligraphy and paintings when he searched through the boxes and cabinets. He didn't look at them and guessed that they were old paintings by Mrs. Ning. After a while, the master called himself in, "Take these calligraphy and paintings out of the box alone. Pretend it, no one can tamper with it, and send it to the East Palace."

He paused, "That's all. Turn around and put it in the king's car, and take those notes with you."

On the day when he moved out of Prince Jin's mansion, Lu Yuan came, "Prince, the head of Qin in Yuntai Mountain is here."

Xiao Zijun paused and nodded.He knew that Qin Fang had gone a few days ago, and Qin Yong took over as the head. He always thought that he would be in charge of affairs in Yuntai Mountain, but unexpectedly he came.

Not long after, Qin Yong came and held his hands in congratulations, "Qin Yong, congratulations to my virtuous brother for finally being in charge of the East Palace."

"Brother Qin is so busy that he can come, Xiao Yu is very grateful. How about it, why not go to the palace with me this time."

Qin Yong pondered for a while, but did not refuse. He came here this time to fulfill a wish.

In Chaoyuan Palace, incense is lingering in the bronze furnace, which makes people feel solemn.

Under the leadership of Xiao Zijun, Qin Yong felt a little complicated along the way.

Li Ruhai came out slowly with a whisk, "Prince, Your Majesty invites you in."

Emperor Xiao Yan was half leaning on the side of the couch, and there was a smell of medicine in the inner bedroom, as if he had just used up the medicine.

The two saluted, the emperor looked over, and when he saw Qin Yong on the side, his expression was obviously paused, and his weak body barely supported himself.

At this moment, Xiao Zijuan only felt sad, the imperial doctor said that his father's body would not last long.So he hesitated again and again and asked Qin Yong to meet his father.

As for whether they recognize each other or not, it depends on what the father and Qin Yong think.

Qin Yong looked over calmly, but his heart was already ups and downs.

The sick and weak emperor on the couch was his biological father.In memory, there are not many impressions.

Xiao Zijun coughed slightly, bowed and said, "Father, my son is on guard outside."

Xiao Yan didn't stop, Xiao Zijun walked out quietly.

In the inner bedroom, only Xiao Yan and Qin Yong were left.

After a long silence, it was Qin Yong who spoke first, "Is Your Majesty feeling better?"

Xiao Yan answered irrelevantly: "You saved Xiao Yu—"

Qin Yong smiled, "The prince also helped Qin Yong."

"You have a good relationship, I am very pleased."

Silent, still silent, "Qin Yong is very lucky to meet His Majesty."

"I hope you can help him."

"Qin Yong is not talented, and he may spend his whole life in Yuntai Mountain. Therefore, this visit is also to pay homage to His Majesty and bid farewell to the Crown Prince."

The emperor seemed to nod in satisfaction.

The two said something, but they didn't say the main point.

When the time came, Li Ruhai reminded the emperor to rest, and Qin Yong also resigned.

The last meeting between father and son was just a meeting.

Xiao Zijunhou was outside, seeing Qin Yong's eyes were reddish when he came out, he felt uncomfortable.

When he sent Qin Yong away, he asked lightly, "Father, did you recognize you?"

"It's good to have some words in your heart. Since you can't go back, it's better not to speak."

"Why don't you recognize your father?!" Xiao Zijun was a little annoyed in his tone.

He raised his head to look at Xiao Zijun, hesitantly said, "Your Majesty... He, he didn't plan to recognize each other—"

He smiled faintly, "Xiao Yu, I'm leaving, you need to accompany me more...Your Majesty."

Xiao Zijun wanted to say something else, but at this time, the little eunuch came over, "Your Majesty announced that His Highness the Crown Prince will go over."

"Send off Your Highness—" Guarding others, Qin Yong bowed and bowed very humbly.

Xiao Zijun nodded and told Qin Yong to wait in Xiuwen Pavilion first.

Seeing Xiao Zijun's figure, Qin Yong felt a little emotional.

The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and Xiao Yu and I can only look at each other from a distance in this life.I know that there is a brother of my own in the imperial palace in the capital, and Xiao Yu also knows that there is a big brother in Yuntai Mountain.

Some feelings may not be spoken out, but they are all printed in the heart.

Father is wiser than anyone else, he knows what is the best state, for example, the present is the best, it is better for Xiao Yu and better for himself.

When Xiao Zijun walked in, Xiao Yan had closed his eyes to rest.

He approached and said in a low voice: "Father——"

Xiao Yan slowly opened his eyes, "Come here, Yu'er."

Xiao Zijun knelt in front of the couch, not daring to sit there.

"To the emperor's place." Xiao Yan reached out and patted the dragon couch.

Xiao Zijun hesitated for a moment, then sat down on the edge of the couch.

"Yu'er, thank you."

"Father..." He paused, and finally asked, "Why don't you recognize him?"

Xiao Yan didn't speak, and sighed after a long time, "Everyone has his own aspirations. Since his aspirations are not high, why should he be troubled unnecessarily."

Xiao Yan didn't say another word in his heart.

He didn't want to have another prince, he hoped that the Northern Qi's country would be consolidated and not cause troubles.

"Ah Jun, you promise me that you will treat your second brother well, just like you treat your elder brother well."

Xiao Zijun's expression paused for a moment, and then he nodded his head in response, "Father, don't worry, I will, and I hope that the second brother and the eldest brother will treat Ah Jun as well."

"You can't kill them, there is still Ziyuan, although the crime is unforgivable, but he is still the child of the father, your brother. I want you to agree!"

Xiao Zijun knelt down again, "My son, obey the order."

Then the emperor asked about government affairs, Xiao Zijun briefly talked about it, and reassured his father.

After a while, the emperor waved him back.

Xiao Zijun saw a maid in front of the imperial court bringing over a holding box, which seemed to be some old objects, he paused slightly, and finally strode away.

Xiao Yan rummaged through the old objects, then closed her eyes and lay back on the couch again.

Memories fly, the past is vivid.

"Your Majesty, I beg you to forgive Wuyue Sword Sect for Anxiang's sake. They are just a corner, and besides, they are thousands of miles away from Eastern Wu..."

At that time, he was in a fit of anger, and he kicked over the bronze censer facing forward. The heavy censer rolled down the jade steps and fell on the floor of the hall, making a loud noise. Trembling: "Please Your Majesty, calm down, calm down..."

He turned around, looked at Mei Anxiang with teary eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you think I still have you in my heart?!"

He approached and grabbed her neck, "I tell you, the Wuyue Sword Sect is dead! Dead! You'd better put away your tears!"

At this time, the young Xiao Ziyong staggered over and cried, "Father, let go of Mother Concubine! Father is not good, not good..."

In his impetuous mood, he brushed away Yong'er who came to pester him, and the child staggered and fell to the ground. His heart ached a little, but when he remembered how she had deceived him all these years, he squeezed her neck harder, "Anxiang, I wish I could strangle you to death, just like this!"

(Tomorrow the king of Jin will be the emperor, and then he will be gentle, how to write specifically Qinghan is patting his head)

(End of this chapter)