The prime minister is a disciple

Chapter 3 Assassins

"Mother Concubine, what is this?" The boy with wide eyes looked puzzled at the red creature fluttering in Concubine Shen's hand.

Is it a butterfly?

Concubine Shen squatted down, handed the creature attached to the index finger to the boy's eyes, and said softly: "This is called a twin butterfly."

It's actually a butterfly...

It's so beautiful, every time you flap the wings, there will be a faint streamer flowing around the butterfly.

The boy stretched out his little white hand, wanting to touch the little red butterfly.

"Ah, it flew away." Maybe it was because of fear of life, the butterfly flew away one by one with its wings.

The big eyes that were originally full of curiosity were full of dissatisfaction. The boy bit his lower lip and looked at Concubine Shen: "Concubine Mother, will it fly back?"

He really wanted to touch that little butterfly.

There was a touch of sadness in Concubine Shen's eyes, she looked at the index finger where the twin butterflies were originally parked, there was still a little warmth on it.

"Maybe... no?"

The boy looked at the concubine mother with drooping eyes, and didn't understand why the concubine mother suddenly became sentimental.

"Yes, it will. When it gets tired from flying, it will come back naturally, just like Feng'er's little squirrel."

It's all his fault, if he didn't touch the butterfly, the butterfly wouldn't fly away, and the concubine mother wouldn't be so unhappy.

Concubine Shen looked at the boy tenderly, as if the sadness just now had never existed.

The boy wanted to say something, but he saw the mother and concubine in front of him becoming more and more blurred, and someone's cry came from his ears.

"Master, if there is anything wrong with you, even if Chuntao hides in the eighteenth hell, Concubine Shen will not let Chuntao go..."

"Master, Xia Liu can't live without you..."

"Master, Qiuli can't live without you..."

Yun Fengchao, who was still sleeping, was woken up by the noise that was completely harassing the patient.

"Chuntao..." Opening slightly, Yun Fengchao could not fully see the eyes of the person in front of him. With the red dress, Yun Fengchao was sure that the person sitting by the bed was the source of the quarrel.

Seeing Yun Fengchao's pale face, the sisters who were still arguing stopped arguing and rushed to the bed.

Dong Lan, who has been sitting on the beam in the house without speaking (since she appeared on the stage until now...) also cast her eyes on the person on the bed.

"Has it gotten dark yet?" Looking at the star-studded night sky and the flickering candles outside the window, it seemed that he had passed out for a long time.

Chun Tao nodded with her eyes swollen from crying, and said hoarsely: "It's already night."

Xia Liu and Qiu Li also looked at each other and then kept their heads down without speaking.

Noticing the unusual behavior of the maids who usually chirp even little birds feel ashamed, Yun Fengchao frowned and looked at Chuntao who was closest to him, and asked: "What's the matter... the blue silk Woolen cloth?"

No wonder I always felt like I was missing someone.

Seeing that no one answered him, Yun Fengchao's face became more and more ugly...

"Chuntao, where is the blue silk?" The Empress Dowager Jin has always had a grudge against his maids. She has troubled them many times when he was not around, but they stopped them wisely. Now... ....

"Master," Chuntao in front of her suddenly knelt down, grabbed his hand and cried, "Lan Si doesn't know martial arts, and doesn't know how to deal with people in the palace. She...is taken away by the Empress Dowager Jin now. I know what will happen to her..."

Before Chuntao finished speaking, Xia Liu and Qiuli pulled her away from the bedroom, preventing her from continuing.

Sure enough, he guessed right, he knew that the Empress Dowager Jin would not compromise so easily.

"Master, Donglan wants to say something to you." Donglan, who had been sitting on the beam, jumped off and knelt down in front of Yunfengchao's window.

Nodding his head, Yun Fengchao's current heart can be said to be helpless.

On the one hand, he is not ready to confront the Queen Mother head-on, after all, the military power is still in the hands of the Empress Dowager Jin's younger brother, Prince Jin; .

To save or not to save?

"The overall situation is the most important thing." Dong Lan's tone was still the same as before, and she couldn't guess her mood when she said this.

What matters?

Yun Fengchao muttered these four words, the idioms that usually seem easy to understand now seem to be full of bitterness and bored.

It was also night, but the cloud outside the window covered the whole crescent moon.

Cining Palace

"Empress Dowager, please drink tea." The little maid carefully handed the tea to the Empress Dowager in front of her, although her trembling hands revealed her panic at the moment.

The queen mother's face is always white, whether it is night or day, it feels like a lifeless doll, although the queen mother is very beautiful.

Also, the little finger of the queen mother wearing a golden finger guard always seemed to prick me suddenly, even though the queen mother did not look at herself.

"Queen, queen, have you brought back his daughter?" Feng De, who had been standing beside the queen waiting impatiently, couldn't hide his excitement.

The empress dowager's piercing eyes scanned everything in the room inadvertently, and finally fell on the son in front of her.

"So what?"

Of course it has something to do with it! Feng De resisted the urge to shout, waved his hand to signal the little maid to leave, and when only the Empress Dowager Jin and him were left in the room, he asked in a low voice: "I want to interrogate that maid, Noncommittal..."

In fact, the interrogation was just a cover, he actually wanted to taste the taste of the four maids. I still remember the beauty of the four maids in the Royal Garden that day, and now I think about it...

"She is not one of the four maids."

Isn't it? When did Yun Fengchao have a maid beside him? Yun Fengde doubtfully spoke of his mother's queen.

"You want the four of them?" The Empress Dowager Jin's originally indifferent eyes became more cloudy.

"En." It's not a bad thing to like beauties.

Tankou, who was wearing red lips, spat out a terrifying sentence: "Then kill their master."

Yun Fengde was so frightened that he took two steps back, stammering and repeating the sentence: "Kill... her... master master?"

Since ancient times, killing brothers is not a shocking thing, especially in a place of right and wrong like the imperial palace, it is even more common.

But... since childhood, all the palace people don't play with him, the reason is because of his mother, he knows. But, the only person who didn't reject him and regarded himself as a friend and played with him was only that It is rumored that the mother and concubine are monsters Yun Fengchao.

"Don't you dare?" Laughing at the timid Yun Fengde, against the backdrop of the sneer, the Empress Dowager Jin's face looked even more eerie.

"My son can't..."

The Empress Dowager smashed the cup in her hand on the ground, and the shattered terracotta tiles wept desolately along with the tea.

"If you can't, leave it to me."

Qiankun Palace

Swinging away all the maids and eunuchs, Yun Fengchao almost smashed everything in the room.

"What is important to the overall situation, what is the common people in the world, what is benevolence and justice, it's all bullshit..." The last piece of bronze mirror was smashed on the wall, and the crisp voice that fell to the ground seemed very lonely.

Slumped down on the messy ground, the bronze mirror reflected the tears on Yun Fengchao's face.

"Mother, Feng'er misses you so much..."

Yun Fengchao wanted to pick up the bronze mirror on the ground, but unexpectedly saw the man in black holding a sword behind him and about to stab him.

"!" With a sound, the sword pierced through the bronze mirror that Yun Fengchao used as a shield.

"Donglan, save me!" Yunfeng shouted while hiding, really embarrassed.

The martial arts of the man in black looks very high, and his shots are very fierce. Every sword is a key point. The general Ouchi guards can never be his opponent, let alone himself who has never practiced martial arts.

Very dangerously, he dodged a sword that passed by his neck, but accidentally touched the foot of the stool that was smashed by him on the ground, and fell hard to the ground.

Yun Fengchao stared at the calf inserted by the wood with wide eyes, really self-inflicted...

Before he could even cry out in pain, the man in black pierced Yun Fengchao's eyebrows with his sword.