My princess Lu Ziye

Chapter 47 046 My face hurts.

Jing'an's legs gave way in fright, and he knelt on the ground, knocking his forehead on the cold ground.

"Master, the princess went to the National Teacher's Mansion last night, and today, after the princess came out of the Taiji Palace, she went there again."

With a sound of "pa", Jing'an's face felt pain, and some fragments fell on it, cutting a bloody mouth.

He didn't move, and lay flat on the ground.

A gloomy look flashed in Sun Qiyan's eyes, and there seemed to be a cold air covering his whole body.

"Why did Princess Guoping go to the State Teacher's Mansion? Did she go twice in a row?"

A drop of blood dripped from Jing'an's face, and it fell to the cold floor with a "slap".

He looked at the smudged blood, and said slowly: "Last night, the national teacher was doing astrology divination in Dongsheng Palace, and suddenly vomited blood and passed out.

Now that the emperor is sick in bed, naturally he can't go to see it in person, so let the princess do it for him if he wants to. "

Sun Qiyan let out a snort, his eyes were slightly red, and he tapped his fingers on the table.

"If this is the case, why did the princess go there in the middle of the night in the rain? Besides, even if it is the emperor's oral order, it is completely reasonable to let the prince go, isn't it more reasonable? Why do you want to let Princess Guoping go?"

Jing'an only felt his back was cold, and a chill ran down his calf and up his spine, and his body trembled slightly.

"This, I don't know, maybe the princess just went to see the emperor today, and mentioned this matter in front of the emperor, so it is logical to go on behalf of the prince."

Sun Qiyan smiled coldly, his jade-like eyes were dark and deep.

"No, things can't be so simple. I always feel that there must be something in it. You send a few more people to the National Teacher's Mansion to guard and inquire about the movements of the two of them."

Jing An slammed his head on the floor, and replied cautiously: "Yes, master, this subordinate will do it immediately."

Sun Qiyan glanced at him with the end of his eyes, his eyes were deep and difficult to distinguish, and flames danced in the depths of his eyes.

"The fish caught with great difficulty cannot be caught halfway.

We have planned for so long and paid so much, and now this most important chess piece must not make any mistakes! "

Jing An knocked on the ground again, and replied solemnly: "Yes, master, this subordinate understands."

After all, he stood up and backed out.

Sun Qiyan gently turned the jade finger on his thumb, his eyes were as dark as ink, and his eyes became fierce.

"You are mine, no one can steal it!"

Imperial Palace, Chonghua Palace.

The mahogany seat is staggered with gold and silver chi patterns, and the copper incense burner with the body is covered with green smoke, and the light incense intoxicates the air.

There are layers of crocodile twirled tents, embroidered with pearls and silver thread durian flowers all over the tents, and layers of scattered snow-white curtains hang down lightly, as misty as fog.

Accompanied by the gently shaking curtain, a faint voice came from inside, "Brother Yifei."

The girl's voice was very soft, with a hint of crying, which made people feel sorry for her.

Hearing her voice, the man raised his head and stroked her hair.

"Wanwan, what's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare?"

Slight sweat dripped from the tip of the girl's nose, her brows were furrowed together, her hands unconsciously caressed her face, and she gasped softly.

"Brother Yifei, I'm in pain. My face hurts so much. It's as if someone scratched my face with a knife. It really hurts."

A pair of slender hands stretched out slowly, picked her up gently, and patted her on the back gently, as if coaxing a child.

The man lowered his head slightly, his silver hair was like high-quality soft silk, wrapping her like running water.

He kissed the dizzy and thin eyelids, and his soft whisper was intoxicating.

"Hey, your face is fine, you haven't been scratched, you're just dreaming."

(End of this chapter)