Phoenix Couch Luan [CP Ended]

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Xiao Mingxuan knelt in front of the dragon couch, urging the emperor not to go too far. Xiaoyu and Xiaozhen have not yet been brought to justice, and the execution of Xiao Mingyue may cause turmoil in the current situation, allowing the two kings to take the opportunity to stir up trouble.

After all, the royal family wants face, so it is absolutely impossible to disclose Xiao Mingyue's life experience, so they can only use some trumped-up charges to cover up people's eyes and ears, how can they convince the public?

Not to mention the courtiers, even the common people would be outraged. If ordinary people were bewitched by the traitors and caused civil unrest, the imperial court would be passive and even more out of control.

There is a bit of selfishness under the righteous and awe-inspiring words, and only he himself knows it best.

In the past, he tried everything to destroy Xiao Mingyue, but that person was invulnerable. Now he tried every means to keep Xiao Mingyue, but that guy was full of loopholes, and the people from his mother's clan continued to add fuel to the flames, as if they were afraid of the emperor's mercy. .

Good fortune tricks people, and the sky and yellow are overturned.

He also heard about the early court affairs. He Lian's family has been treated too much by you all these years, and they have grown arrogant. In the past, the emperor still cared that they were the prince's ancestral family, and he didn't want to hurt the relationship between father and son. Now Since Xiao Mingyue and Xiao Mingyue are not father and son, how can there be any affection?

The emperor was moved by his words, and his expression was thoughtful.

Xiao Mingyue is still useful to keep, whether it's the crown prince's status or his life.

If Xiao Mingyue could use Xiao Mingyue to deal with the Helian family without bloodshed, he wouldn't mind being lenient and giving that little villain a way out.

A hairless phoenix is ​​not as good as a rooster, Xiao Mingyue loses his status as a prince, what kind of flair can he find?

Xiao Mingxuan served the emperor with decoction, got up and left, and took the emperor's message to the prison to visit Xiao Mingyue.

After spending the night in prison, although no one made it difficult for him, but hearing the intermittent screams coming from the torture room in the distance, Xiao Mingyue's scalp was numb, and she couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned under the quilt until dawn. I couldn't help but fell asleep.

When Xiao Mingxuan came over, he was sleeping soundly, and he didn't wake up when he heard the sound of knocking on the railing, and even chuckled lightly, wondering what a sweet dream it was.

Xiao Mingxuan pondered for a moment, then beckoned the warden to come over and open the cell door, bent slightly, stepped into the cramped cell lightly, and sat down next to Xiao Mingyue.

He couldn't bear to interrupt, and could only wait for the other party to wake up from the dream.

I only hope that God will take pity on him and make his dream longer and more beautiful.

Xiao Mingyue dreamed about their childhood.

As far back as she can remember, Concubine Shun has always told him to stay away from that mischievous ghost in Concubine Chen's palace, lest he be taken away from his temperament and become a gentle and modest gentleman.

He doesn't think there is anything good about being a gentleman, he just thinks that this is not allowed and that is not allowed, he is extremely restrained, watching Xiao Mingxuan mischievous like a monkey, envious, at the same time, some suppressed things in his heart seem to be vented at the same time, carefree happy.

He has never been a conformist, but he is locked in a grid and not free, and he is used to putting on airs.

He couldn't resist Concubine Shun, and he couldn't run around wildly with Xiao Mingxuan. He could only treat him wholeheartedly when he came looking for him, and keep all the good things for him as silent support and encouragement.

Every time Xiao Mingxuan called his brother to open the door and come in, it brought him the freedom and happiness that he could feel.

Xiao Mingyue opened her eyes, she was not fully awake yet, she seemed to see that energetic young man breaking into his study again in a haze——

"Second brother..." He murmured, smiling happily.

Xiao Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, hesitated to speak, and turned his face away uncomfortably.

Only then did Xiao Mingyue recall where she was, and she got up quickly with a shiver, her face blushed, and she said in a low voice: "I don't know that the prince is here, the guilty minister is rude."

Xiao Mingxuan's chest became irritable again, and he imagined throwing a chestnut on Xiao Mingyue's forehead as he did when he was a child, to see if he dared to play like this.

He endured the itching of his hands and said in a muffled voice: "Father pointed out three ways for you, let you choose yourself."

"Oh? I would like to hear more about it." Xiao Mingyue straightened out his long, disheveled hair. The warden was afraid that he would commit suicide, so he even took away the hairpin. His thick black hair was scattered behind him, and he looked pale and weak. pity.

Xiao Mingxuan threw a silk rope over to let him tie his hair, and tried to convey the meaning of the emperor as impersonally as possible——

"One is to give poisoned wine and report the disease to the outside world and die."

"The second is to abolish the storage circle ban, and if there is no pardon."

"Third, he was born as the heir to King Rong, and returned to Xinzhou to be the heir, and the matter was wiped out without anyone noticing."

Compared with the first two options, the third option can be said to be a cornerstone, but Xiao Mingyue looked normal, sighed, and replied: "It's better to die than to live, I choose the second option."

Xiao Mingxuan was dumbfounded, stared at him ferociously, and said angrily: "Why are you crazy? Isn't succession a hundred times stronger than confinement?"

God knows how much saliva, how much thought, and how many detours he has spent before inducing his father to think of succession, and he can't be too obvious to make people suspicious.

I haven't used my brain like this in 20 years, and my head still hurts now!

Xiao Mingyue didn't appreciate it?Does he really want to be imprisoned in a small courtyard to waste his life?

Xiao Mingyue cupped his hands towards him, and said softly: "My lord has put in so much effort for me, Mingyue is very grateful, but I can't just walk away."

Xiao Mingxuan sneered, and asked: "Is there anything else worth remembering in this capital?"