lazy cat hits cute

Dreams are magical illusions, and Ming Huang seldom dreams.

He suddenly dreamed that when he saw Zhang Qingyang for the first time, there was a flame burning on his back, and he said, "If you don't put out the fire, I'm going to die."

He helped him apply the medicine, and recommended him "The Immortal Emperor of the Sword" with a joking attitude, and he really read it seriously.Jiang Chuan, who is still a commoner, cuts vegetables and cooks, and they drink and talk happily.He had planned to poach the corner of Chonglingzong and bring Zhang Qingyang over.There are layers of forests in the water, and he hugged him so hard in the turbulent turbulence, as if he was afraid of losing him.

He once wrote many sword letters to Zhang Qingyang, and said a lot of meaningless things, which are not important, just to confide.

The jar of rose water was poured out by the prince, and he was indescribably sad.

After putting on the Void Ring, he turned and fell into the black hole of the dead.On the bones, he was burning with strange flames, sitting peacefully like a king.

He said, "I like you."

There is also the long-lost reunion kiss, tossing and lingering, gently kissing his earlobe, like a feather falling, everything is vivid and clear.Plain and simple, blushing.

He was awakened by a shrill and short cry.I was sweating profusely.

The sleeping hall, which was supposed to be dark, was lit with only two dim palace lanterns.

Ming Huang's whole body was exhausted and his mouth was dry, what's going on, what about people?What about Gong Mianmian and Zhong Yun?Why is none of them here?

He patted the dragon bed and shouted: "Where are people?!"

Mianmian and Zhong Yun walked out from the dark place, lowered their eyebrows and knelt down, Zhong Yun said softly, "Your Highness is having a nightmare, and this servant has boiled soothing soup, just drink it and you will be fine."

nightmare.

The sleeves of Zhong Yun's snow-white underwear were stained with black and red blood, and his soupy hands were shaking non-stop, and the soup in the emerald blue and white bowl almost splashed out.

He smiled: "I don't want to drink calming soup, I want to drink Chipo Jingya."

Zhong Yun thought for a while, then kowtowed tremblingly: "Your Majesty, the red soul buds hidden in the palace have been drunk."

Ming Huang tilted his head: "As I remember, there are still two or three pancakes in the palace. I have always been reluctant to drink."

Mian Mian's face was pale: "It's the concubines of the Sixth Palace who have been separated, and the monthly example is like this."

"Monthly case?" Ming Huang muttered to himself.

There was a murderous look in his eyes: "I don't care. I want to drink the red soul crystal bud, Zhong Yun, and ask the imperial guards to search their palace. No matter what, they must be found!"

The sound of swords and soldiers broke the tranquility of the six palaces, and one palace after another was lit up. The beauties who were still in their sleep suddenly woke up, screaming and huddled together. Zichen Palace.

Ming Huang drank the steaming red soul crystal bud as he wished, and he sipped it carefully, while Zhong Yun and Mian Mian stood aside and did not dare to take a breath.

He drank three cups in a row, his intense emotions eased a lot, and his calm majesty returned.He twirled the teacup and said slowly: "I was in a dream, what did you say?"

Zhong Yun said: "Your Majesty don't need to delve into it, it's just a babble in a dream."

"go out."

Zhong Yun shivered for a while, and went out obediently.

"Mianmian, tell me."

Mian Mian thought about it, since the people who shouldn't have heard it are all dead anyway, so there's no harm in saying it, and boldly said: "Your Majesty has been calling Brother Qingyang's name."

He added another cup of tea, and the tea was running out of heat: "What else?"

"Uh..." Mianmian rolled her eyes and blushed slowly, "Mm...that's what His Majesty said to Brother Qingyang."

Yeah.He smiled wryly, "I knew it."

The first time Mianmian heard him calling himself "I" instead of me, she was terrified. When she was at a loss, she heard him slowly say: "Mianmian, you know, can you understand me?"

I don't know anything.Mian Mian complained, he saw a lot of weird things when she was wandering outside, but now she is only more sure.

Brother Qingyang is amazing!

She comforted her in a good voice: "As long as His Majesty is happy, you can do whatever you want."

Ming Huang laughed all of a sudden: "That's right, I am the emperor." In the whole world, there was almost nothing he couldn't do.

But even the emperor couldn't order a person who hadn't heard from anyone to appear.

He waved his hand: "You're tired, go back and rest." He looked tired and just wanted to be alone.

Mianmian stepped back, there was not much tea left in the teapot, he drank it all in one gulp, the slightly sweet black tea overflowed with a bitter taste on the tip of his tongue, the bitterness reached his throat, and went all the way to his heart.

some years later.

In the twenty-eighth season of midwinter, the sky is so cold that dripping water turns into ice.

The Duke Lu's family, who was once extremely prestigious and known as "the richest man in the world", fell down. Hundreds of members of the Lu clan in the mansion, no matter men, women, old or young, all stripped off their splendid winter coats and wore thin single clothes with disheveled hair and stood barefoot. In the snow, everyone was as frozen as a bald quail.The delicate and frail young lady and young master couldn't hold on, and fell headlong. Passing by the Imperial Forest Army, they didn't even look at it, and pierced the heart with a knife, and the blood spurted out, which was better than a red plum.

"You guys are so courageous! This is the imperial treasure bestowed to me by the Supreme Emperor. If you dare to snatch it, I will sue you, ah—" the old lady of the Lu family howled madly, desperately protecting the jade dragon bracelet on her wrist, the young The leader of the Royal Forest Army was full of evil spirits, grabbed the old lady by the hair and threw it down, and slammed her knee hard, causing the old lady's head to bleed, and raised the knife in his hand, and half of his arm fell off.

The leader of the imperial forest army took off the jade bracelet and cursed: "They have ransacked their families and wiped out their families, and they are still protecting a broken bracelet!"

Having said that, the emerald dragon bracelet was a genuine item from the imperial palace. He didn't dare to be greedy, handed it over to his subordinates, ordered it to be registered and stored in the warehouse, and then went looking for the next target with a dripping knife.

Not far from the noisy and screaming Lu Mansion, there was an inconspicuous gray carriage parked. It was ordinary, as if it had parked here unintentionally. Avert the eyes of passers-by.

Sitting inside is the current envoy in Xuanyi, Jiang Chuan, Ming Huang's former commoner.

He was sitting upright, his eyes slightly closed, and his powerful spiritual consciousness covered every corner of the five hundred miles centered on Lu's mansion.

Centipede insects are dead but not stiff, and the roots must be removed when weeds are cut.There are more than [-] members of the direct family, old and young, and nearly a thousand servants in Lu's house, none of whom can escape.

He waited quietly, and the search passed all night. Most of the Imperial Forest Army was busy searching the family property. After the Ministry of Criminal Affairs completed the correspondence between all the members of the Lu clan and the records on the roster, the roster was transferred to him.

None slipped through the net.

He put down the roster, poured a plate of pickled green plums into the strong wine, and started a fire under the earthen pot to cook slowly. The smell of the wine evaporated slowly, and gradually penetrated into the pickled green plums. a bit.

This is his favorite way to eat. The boiled plums have a spicy wine taste, coupled with their own sweet and sour taste, it is unique.

The plums float and sink in the wine.

He felt that the fire was almost done, so he turned off the fire, and put the plums back on the blue flower plate one by one, one, two, his pupils shrank suddenly.

One plum is missing.

Of course there is nothing in the clay pot.

He looked under his feet, and there was nothing there.

His muscles were tense, his breathing became extremely slow and light, and his spiritual consciousness covered more than five hundred miles was gathered and gathered in the narrow compartment.

No.

He glanced at the blue flower dish.

Another plum is missing.

He relaxed: "May I ask who you are, and why did you provoke the Xuanyi envoy of the imperial court?"

It is impossible to win a fight, so the only way is to negotiate well.

……

A faint voice came from the void, as if it came from above the stars: "I'm just greedy."

"Your Majesty, Rubi has been kneeling outside for more than an hour."

Ming Huang continued flipping through the memorial, picking up a pen to review without raising his head: "She loves to kneel, let her kneel."

Mian Mian showed distress: "If she kneels down again, she might lose her legs."

"What does it have to do with me?"

Knowing that she couldn't convince him, Mian Mian sighed secretly, got up and walked out of the Zichen Palace, the woman with her hairpin off curled up and knelt on the snow, wearing the same snow-white single clothes, as if she was about to melt into the frost and snow.

"My concubine, it's useless. Your Majesty has made up his mind, and no one can persuade you."

Ru concubine raised her pale face from the cold, her beautiful eyes were full of tears: "Mistress Qingxing, this concubine knows that you are the best, please tell your majesty, this concubine really doesn't know that the painting is your majesty's." Beloved. It's a concubine with a low hand, a concubine who deserves to die, please don't implicate the concubine's family!" After she finished speaking, she covered her face and wept again, her thin shoulders twitched like a flower that was about to wither.

Mian Mian was helpless, and felt that the woman in front of her was really stupid and pitiful: "My concubine, you have read a lot of poetry and books, can't you see that your crime is just an excuse for His Majesty to attack the Lu family? Zhan, it is already a great kindness for His Majesty not to throw you into the Imperial Prison."

The concubine's face was ashen ashes: "I am in a deep palace, and my family is in trouble and I can't save anything. Why not throw the concubine into the imperial prison!"

Mianmian was speechless to persuade, turned and went back to the Zichen Palace, Rupin knelt in the snow alone, tears streaming down unstoppably, freezing into ice in the cold wind.One by one, they smashed a small pit out of the snow.

She regretted it so much, regretted why she broke into Shen Xing Pavilion for a cat. If she hadn't entered Shen Xing Pavilion, she wouldn't have seen that painting, and she wouldn't have mentioned "Children's Plays" cheaply, so what? It would anger His Majesty and bring about a catastrophe. The more she thought about it, the more she regretted it, and her heart felt like a knife was twisted. "Wow", spit out a mouthful of bright red blood, and fell forward.

A gentle force pulled her, and the warm heat drove away the cold, as if she was wrapped in a soft fox fur coat.She heard someone say indifferently: "Why is she kneeling here?"

"Plead for her natal family." A man said, "You'd better not disturb this troubled water."

The man hesitated for a moment, and let her go. The warm power didn't disappear, and it surged continuously to drive away the cold air.

She suddenly didn't want to die so much.

"Your Majesty, Xuanyi sent Mr. Jiang Chuan to ask for an audience."

"Show him in." Ming Huang was worried about the resettlement in winter for the refugees in Chishui area, feeling restless.

Jiang Chuan said: "Your Majesty, I am asking to see Your Majesty on my behalf."

"If it's to intercede for the Lu family, then it's fine!" Ming Huang threw the prepared edict on the ground, Zhong Yun hurriedly picked it up to smooth it out.

"It's your acquaintance Zhang Qingyang."

When Ming Huang heard that name, it was like a thunderbolt hit him, and he was numb. After a while, he came back to his senses: "What did you say?"

Jiang Chuan's tone was flat and unwavering: "Zhang Qingyang asks to see His Majesty."

Ming Huang's vision blurred all of a sudden, his ears buzzed, and the clever Zhong Yun said, "You all go out—Master Jiang, you too."

People from the whole palace came out in a file, Zhang Qingyang who was guarding outside was puzzled, Zhong Yun smiled like a flower and stepped forward and said: "Master Zhang, Your Majesty is waiting for you inside."

He nodded and strode into the hall.

Ming Huang was waiting for him.