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Chapter 75 Fan Xian Enters the Palace
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There was a strong wind in the imperial study room, and two violent air currents mixed with powerful gunpowder, iron sand, and steel balls violently blasted towards Emperor Qing's body.

The wheelchair under Chen Pingping has mechanisms, and the armrests are two shotguns.

"Imperial Qi!" Emperor Qing shouted loudly, those iron sands and steel balls were ejected by a domineering Zhenqi before they touched Emperor Qing's body.

"Puff puff puff..." Chen Pingping, an old cripple who relies on a wheelchair, naturally does not have the quick reaction of Emperor Qing, let alone his strength. , became tattered and bloody.

He was lying on the wheelchair with his head tilted like a dead dog.

"You want to kill me? For a person who has been dead for many years, you want to kill me? It was I who made you the first president of the Procuratorate. Want to kill me?" Emperor Qing roared again and again.

Xiao Yezi, Ye Qingmei is dead, and the dead body can't even be found. Why is it that after 18 years, someone will avenge her?

Since this old dog has endured for so many years, why can't he bear it today?

"Only she treats me as a friend. Your Majesty, you will come down to accompany me soon, hehehe..." Chen Pingping smiled miserably.

"Ah!" Emperor Qing couldn't bear it, he stretched out his hand and directly crushed Chen Pingping's head.

Before Chen Pingping died, a scene from many years ago appeared in his mind:
The little fairy looked at her in distress, and asked, "Are you really a eunuch? Then we will be called sisters in the future, or what should we do?"

Emperor Qing looked at Chen Pingping's corpse and wished he could cut it into pieces, but for his ultimate goal, he had to hold back the monstrous anger in his heart.

"Yan Xiaoyi, bury this old dog and don't let anyone know."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Yan Xiaoyi took the order and secretly buried it in the back garden. He didn't let anyone know about it.

The next day, Ye Cao got up as usual, and Fan Xian, eager to return home, also entered the capital.

When the mission returned to Beijing, the court officials welcomed it at the gate of the city. Fan Ruoruo was also in the crowd, happily welcoming his brother back.

As for Fan Jian, there is no reason in the world for Lao Tzu to welcome his son, not to mention that he is the servant of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and it is the Ministry of Rites' business to send the mission to welcome him, and he will not interfere.

"Ruoruo, tell dad that I will return to the palace first, and I will definitely be back today." Fan Xian exchanged greetings with the officials at the gate of the city, confessed Ruoruo, and led the mission towards the palace.

"My humble minister, Fan Xian, pay my respects to Your Majesty."

"My minister Yan Bingyun, I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

"Okay, okay, the two lovers are both young talents of our country of Qing, so why worry about having you in the country of Qing." Emperor Qing was very happy, and after leaving the court, he left Fan Xian to eat in the palace. Go see the wife first.

"Wan'er, miss me?" As soon as he saw Wan'er, Fan Xian gave her a big hug.

"Husband, take it easy, take it easy, I'm still pregnant with the child." Wan'er hurriedly pushed Fan Xian away, lest he crush the baby with his careless hands.

Seeing Wan'er's big belly like a watermelon, Fan Xian said happily, "Come on, let me listen to my husband, listen to our son's voice."

"Husband, this..." Wan'er looked around shyly, all the court ladies and eunuchs were watching, and the expression on her face was also wonderful, typical "Sa Beining suppressed her smile" (when Ma Yun said that he didn't love money) , making facial expressions)

"Whatever you look at, this is my daughter-in-law, get out, get out," Fan Xian yelled at the maids and eunuchs, and then turned to Wan'er and said gently, "Let's go to bed, go to bed, be careful, I'll help you."

"Ahhh! I heard it, I heard the child's heartbeat, the child is moving, moving." Fan Xian shouted excitedly, a master is a master, even the voice of the fetus can be clearly heard.

"Ah! Aah!" Wan'er didn't feel so good anymore, she yelled in pain and pulled Fan Xian's hair.

"Hey hey! Take it easy, take it easy."

After some sweetness between husband and wife, it was already lunch time when Eunuch Nahou came.

"Lord Fan, Your Majesty asks you to come and eat." Eunuch Hou came to ask Fan Xian to eat with a smile on his face.

"Is it just me?" Wan'er was in his arms, Fan Xian really didn't want to move.

"Your Majesty said that the princess is pregnant, so it's better to move around less." Hou Gonggong said.

"Okay, I see." Fan Xian waved his hand, meaning that Eunuch Hou would go first, and he would go after him.

"This, this..." Eunuch Hou hesitated where he was, and looked at Lin Wan'er in embarrassment.

"Husband, it is a great favor from the emperor to ask you to have dinner together. You can go quickly." Wan'er is a caring person. Seeing Eunuch Hou's embarrassed expression, she immediately talked to Fan in a soft voice. Gossip, let him go quickly, lest Eunuch Hou be punished.

"Okay, listen to Wan'er." Fan Xian gave Lin Wan'er an affectionate look, then suddenly pouted, kissed her on the forehead, and ran away happily.

"Ah, I hate it." Wan'er looked shy and watched Fan Xian leave.

Eunuch Hou led Fan Xian to Emperor Qing's bedroom. There was a small pavilion outside the bedroom. The spring sun was just right, and lunch was placed in the pavilion.

Although Emperor Qing was the emperor, the lunch was not extravagant. Compared with Ye Cao who ate seventeen or eight dishes for a meal, five or six dishes on his square table, it can be said to be shabby.

The emperor naturally sat in the master's seat, and even if he was having a meal, he did not forget about government affairs, and he was reading a memorial in his hand.

"My humble minister, Fan Xian, pay my respects to Your Majesty." Fan Xian saluted Emperor Qing respectfully.

"Oh, here we come." Emperor Qing raised his head and glanced at Fan Xian, then pointed to the seat to his left and said, "Come, sit here, sit here."

"Yes." Fan Xian walked over, sat on a chair, looked at the food at the table, salivating, but Emperor Qing was looking at the memorial on his own, as a courtier, he couldn't be the first to eat chopsticks, so he could only endure it.

"Goo—" Fan Xian groaned in his stomach, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly covered his stomach.

"Oh, you're hungry, right? Eat, let's eat." Emperor Qing heard the sound from the empty valley, and immediately put down the memorial, warmly greeted Fan Xian to eat, and put his chopsticks in his head.

His Majesty started to move, Fan Xian didn't hold it anymore, and he didn't feel hungry when Wan'er was with him in the bedroom, but when he saw the food, he felt hungry, and then he remembered that because he was in a hurry, he even Did not eat breakfast.

"Eat slowly, no one will grab you, why are you like your mother?" Emperor Qing saw Fan Xian's eating, and immediately thought of Xiao Yezi, she ate boldly and had no rules at all.

Hearing Mother, Fan Xian paused, stopped the bowl and asked, "Do you love her?"

"Treat it like a treasure." Emperor Qing cherished it.The image of Xiao Yezi in his mind has never been clearer than it is now. It was Chen Pingping who awakened his memory of Xiao Yezi at the cost of her life.

"But you are the emperor." After Fan Xian finished speaking, he continued to eat.

The emperor is the most powerful person in the world, so he is also the richest person. He has many treasures.

Emperor Qing's expression changed slightly, and he asked instead: "Is Xiao En dead?"

"Yes, he's dead." Fan Xian nodded. The matter had been written into a bulletin, which had been sent back a few months ago.

"Has he ever told you that secret?" Emperor Qing asked again.

"No, I never had any contact with Sean after he was sent to Northern Qi until his death." Fan Xian shook his head. In his mission, he didn't ask for Sean's secrets, he just said to kill Sean.

"Eat, open the door and eat." Emperor Qing remained calm and lovingly greeted Fan Xian to eat and drink. At this moment, he was very much like a father.

He sighed in his heart: Years of planning, after all, it was useless.

(End of this chapter)