The whole capital thinks I'm a lone star

Chapter 75 The Painting in the Darkroom

"Enough!" The Emperor Chu's voice was full of anger. The Concubine Wang Guifei was startled, and she fell silent for a moment. She didn't dare to speak anymore, she didn't even dare to sob again. Everyone said she was a favorite concubine, but she was the only one. I know that it is not true that my favorite concubine has many people. For so many years, except for that person, no one can be treated differently by His Majesty.

"Xiao Jiu, you step back first." Chu Huang can only be quiet and quiet now, Xiao Jiu is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and if he is allowed to stay here, Wang Guifei may faint.

In fact, Emperor Chu was not worried about the health of the noble concubine, but simply felt that it was not good for the prince to spread the concubine's anger.

"I want to move out of the palace." Rong Jin is over 15 years old. The other princes usually leave the palace at around [-] years old to start a mansion. He is the only one who has been living in the palace. It seems that the Emperor Chu never let him out of the palace. plan.

Outsiders all said that His Majesty dotes on His Highness the Ninth Highness, and His Majesty is not in good health, so His Majesty can put him in front of his eyes to be at ease.

These rumors once fell into Rong Jin's ears, killing intent flashed in his eyes, those people were right in saying one thing, it is true that they can rest assured only if they put it in front of their eyes.

"You," Chu Huang stared at Rong Jin's handsome and monstrous face, as if he was looking at him, or looking at another person through him, and after a while, he waved his hand, "Forget it, you can move if you want." , but after the birthday party."

"Your Majesty." Wang Guifei exclaimed, with surprise and resentment on her face, she lowered her head unwillingly under the indifferent eyes of Emperor Chu.

Rong Jin!Looking at the leaving back, Concubine Wang clenched her hands hidden in her sleeves tightly into fists, only the pain of her nails digging into her flesh could keep her sane.

Her emperor's son died in Jiangnan for no apparent reason. At this time, His Majesty actually wanted to organize a birthday banquet for Rong Jin, co-authoring that only the son born to that woman is a son, and the son born to others is nothing.

Although he knew that His Majesty was ruthless and ungrateful, it didn't matter to him that he didn't show it to him. Only now did he know how cold-blooded and cruel he really is.

"Go back, Yu'er's posthumous title will end soon." As soon as Rong Jin left, the last trace of softness on Chu Huang's face faded, the imperial coercion radiated, and Wang Guifei couldn't say a word at all.

She knew that she was finished. When her elder brother had an accident, His Majesty had already had a prejudice against her. Now that Yu'er is gone, she has no last support. In the future, in this harem that eats people and does not spit out bones, it may be rare for her to die well. .

Fortunately, fortunately, she didn't think about a good death. Her emperor was gone, so no one could think about it.

Emperor Chu didn't notice Wang Guifei's mood change, even if he did, he didn't think these women in the harem could make any waves, if someone could do something in his palace that shocked him, he couldn't tell He will also look at her with admiration.

Pushing aside the table full of memorials, Emperor Chu entered the dark room.

There is a painting hanging on the wall. In the painting, the people in the painting dance lightly in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, with a graceful figure, as if they want to go home by the wind, not stained with dust, and there is a soft smile in the delicate eyebrows and eyes. If there are outsiders here, they will You will find that this person is at least eight points like the evil and handsome Ninth Prince.

It's just that His Highness Ninth Prince always has a sullen face, but this person's face is full of tenderness.

"Xian'er."

The Emperor Chu looked at the person in the painting obsessively. The tenderness on his face was never seen by any harem woman, "You are still so beautiful, but I am already old. Xiaojiu has grown up. He wants to go out of the palace, my child." When he grows up, he yearns to go outside, originally I wanted to keep him for a few more years.”

　OK, good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)