Don't Repeat the Rebirth

ah!He actually beat someone with His Majesty's imperial edict just now, he really doesn't want to live anymore?Fortunately, his apprentice is a goose.

Run away quickly.

"What! The Prime Minister's Mansion?!" The little eunuch trembled.

He is most afraid of the Prime Minister's Mansion...

"Ahem, master, I have to wait on the Lord Long Live, and I don't have time. Well, you go quickly." Zhang Luo curled his nose unnaturally, and wanted to leave, but suddenly stopped when he thought of something, and said, "That... little Chenzi, remember to take a few eunuchs with you, don’t forget this trouble, or you won’t have much momentum.” After finishing speaking, he ran away, euphemistically calling it ‘Serving Long Live Lord’.

That's what his master told him at the time.

In this way, he brought 4 young eunuchs to the prime minister's mansion.

Well, will it bring too few people?

"Grandpa Xiaochen, shouldn't we go in?" the little father-in-law asked weakly.

"En! Knock on the door!" He looked like a strong man gone forever.

"promise."

The little father-in-law grabbed the iron ring on the gate, knocked a few times, and someone opened the door.

"It's the father-in-law! Please come in! Please come in!" The servant who opened the door smiled and opened the door, and then signaled with his eyes for another servant next to him to go in and communicate.

Father-in-law? !Xiao Chenzi turned into petrification...

Can't this person change his name?

The servant who invited them in asked them to sit down first, but Xiao Chenzi did not.

This is what his master told him, don't sit...

Seeing this, the servants didn't say much, and stood aside.

"Master! Master!" The servant hurried to An Lingyu's study.

"Let's talk." There is no urgent matter, these servants dare not come to his study.

"Master, there are people coming from the palace!"

"Well, let's go." At this time, the palace sent someone... It can't be because of An Lingye, so what is it?

When An Lingyu walked into the hall, Xiaochenzi and the young father-in-laws stood aside with serious expressions, and the black imperial edict in Xiaochenzi's hand was more conspicuous.

"Eunuch, but what is His Majesty's will?" An Lingyu walked directly in front of Xiao Chenzi.

"Just... that's... this! I... not!! Your Majesty asked the servant to hand over this imperial edict to the prime minister, so that the prime minister must complete it tomorrow." Xiao Chenzi was afraid, he said that right?He's messed up.He is most afraid of meeting these powerful people!

An Lingyu took the imperial edict and opened the scroll directly.

Hehe, canonize the crown prince~?

"Eunuch, I will definitely finish this matter tomorrow, please rest assured, Your Majesty."

"Well, the servants are going back first." Xiao Chenzi tried his best to look calm.

"Eunuch, I asked them to send you off."

"No need. Prime Minister, let's go and do what His Majesty told you first."

"Eunuch, then I won't send it away."

Xiao Chenzi patted his chest only after leaving the prime minister's mansion.

Finally, this arduous task has been completed!

In Ranhe Palace, Beitang Weiyang covered Beitang Hongxuan with a quilt.

"How is it? Is it still cold?"

"It's not cold anymore, little emperor uncle." Beitang Hongxuan smiled from ear to ear.

It feels so good to have little Huangshu by his side!

"Don't be like this next time, just go inside and wait for me, otherwise you will stay in your temple, and I will look for you, you know?"

"En. Uncle Huang, does your mouth hurt?" He stretched out his cold hand to cover Beitang Weiyang's lips.

That blood scab is really annoying, and it makes me uncomfortable to see it, but Uncle Huang's mouth is so soft.

"It didn't hurt at first, but now it hurts." Beitang Weiyang forced a smile.

"Little Huangshu, I'll give you a whir, it won't hurt after a whir!" After speaking, he straightened up and leaned forward—huh? !

Beitang Weiyang was very helpless.Why did his nephew just kiss him directly?

Beitang Hongxuan covered his mouth, his eyes widened in shock.

He kissed the little emperor uncle just now? !

His head is fuzzy.

Beitang Weiyang smiled and patted the top of his head.

"Hongxuan is embarrassed? Little Huangshu won't care, and you are also taken care of." Hongxuan is still so young, he doesn't understand these things at all, and he is shy?Beitang Weiyang made a 'puchi' sound, and Beitang Hongxuan blushed frighteningly.

"Little Uncle!"

"Okay, Uncle Xiao Huang stopped laughing. You should have a good sleep. Although the imperial doctor said that you are fine, you still have to lie down and sleep obediently, do you understand?"

"Well, hey."

"By the way, Hongxuan, have you ever seen a man with white hair and gray pupils?" Beitang Weiyang asked to see if Hongxuan had seen such a person.

"White hair and gray eyes? Is there such a person? The old master is not so scary."

"It's fine if you haven't seen it, I'm just asking. Go to sleep."

"Oh. Uncle Xiaohuang, come up to sleep with me, okay?" Beitang Hongxuan pushed his nose up.

"it is good."

Bei Tanghao stayed alone in the dormitory, restless.

He dreamed of the man again.

The dream was not as bad as last time. I just saw the man making something in his hands. The scene changed after a while, and he saw the man put the made things into a wooden box and put them on the bedside.

Bei Tanghao was surprised, although he still couldn't see the man's face this time, it made him see something.

The room where the man put the wooden box should be a palace, a palace...

"Brother Huang... um... why... I have... given everything... to show... my heart... you still want to treat me like this!"

He recalled what the man said in his dream.

"Ah!!!" Everything in the dream seemed to be happening again, Bei Tanghao painfully grabbed the top of his head and pulled his hair.

'Brother Huang'...

who are you!who is it! ! !

Bei Tanghao pressed his chest in pain.

Who are you!Why does it keep appearing in my dreams repeatedly! !

My heart ached uncontrollably.

"Ah!!!" Has he forgotten a very important memory?who are you?

A drop of clear tears fell.

"Beitang... I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I'm sorry...

Bei Tanghao said unconsciously.On the cheek where the drop of clear tear was, another drop remained.

"Brother Huang...I will...um~um~ work hard...please...please...don't be like this...well...to me...brother Huang!"

Say no more!I do not want to hear!Say no more!

sorry!sorry!sorry!I beg you stop talking!

I pressed my chest hard again, my heart palpitations kept going, I'm sorry...

'Brother Huang'!

After a while, Bei Tanghao collapsed, wiped away the tears on his face, his eyes were red.

My heart is still dull.

I will definitely find you!

I will definitely not let you get hurt again.

Forgive me, okay?

He looked at his hands, his eyes were bloody.

Whose hands are clean in the royal family?

Bei Tanghao put his hands into the water basin, washed his hands repeatedly, his skin became red and swollen after washing, and it seemed that he could still see the blood on his hands.

The basin is clear.

"Boom, boom, boom." Xiao Fuzi knocked on the door.

"My lord?"

"Come in." Bei Tanghao's voice was still a little low.

As soon as Xiao Fuzi opened the door, he saw that his lord and master's hands were still soaking in the basin. The water in the basin was already cold, but this master was still washing his hands there?Why don't you ask him to bring in a basin of hot water?

"My lord...you've been washing your hands for a long time." Are lord's hands so dirty?

"What's the matter, tell me!" After finishing speaking, Beitang Hao continued to wash his palms.

"Your Majesty asked Eunuch Zhang to bring over the gown that will be worn in the two days' canonization ceremony, and asked the servant to bring it to the master to see if it fits you. Would you like to try it now?" Xiao Fuzi specifically raised the dress on his hand, hoping that it would Can be a little more noticeable.

"Put it aside, I will try it later, you can go out."

"promise."

Xiao Fuzi put the clothes on the table, seeing that Bei Tanghao was still washing his hands, feeling very helpless.

By the way, my lord, your hands are red, why don't you wash them?There was nothing dirty about the water in the basin.

Xiao Fuzi closed the door in confusion, what the masters did was not something their slaves could discuss.

In the prison, An Lingye was sleeping in the middle of the cell, and a prisoner A accidentally stepped on his hand, An Lingye yelled in pain: "You don't have eyes! Didn't you see me sleeping here?! You Do you know who my father is?!"

"An Lingye, aren't you the son of Prime Minister An Ling? What's the big deal, let your father rescue you if you have the ability!" Prisoner A held a straw in his mouth and looked at An Lingye provocatively.

"You wait! My father will definitely rescue me! I am my father and son's legitimate son! The only legitimate son!"

"Tch, just wait, don't get out and die in hell. Tsk tsk~"

"You just wait for me! The first thing I do when I go out is to chop off your feet!" An Lingye said viciously, but he had no confidence. Not to mention the Anling Mansion, so many clansmen have been implicated, it is no wonder that his father would save him, but he still has expectations, hoping that his father can save him from here.This is simply not a place for people to stay!

He misses his mother...

Mother, will you ignore me, my son?

If he had known that he would come to this ghost place, he should have killed that bitch and that bitch first!At least I can relieve my hatred in my heart!

"Don't wait, the prime minister will not come to rescue you. You just wait for His Majesty's decree." At that time, the person who claimed to be his cousin watched the fun and poured cold water on An Lingye.

"What do you mean!" An Lingye walked over angrily and shouted.

"Isn't it? Hey. It's okay if Prime Minister Anling can save you. I still have something to look forward to, but it's a pity..."

"Hmph! Let's wait and see!" An Lingye ignored him, and sat on the side, pawing at the wall with his hands, and he knocked a little bit of debris off the wall.

father, mother...

☆, Chapter 35

Before dawn, An Lingyu asked the servants of the mansion to go to the government offices to distribute imperial edicts.

The folks gathered around the bulletin board early in the morning.

"This second prince has been canonized as the crown prince!"

"I heard that the second prince is not bad."

"That's for sure. It seems that there is nothing wrong with the second prince."

In the crowd, you talk to me.

Most people are still looking forward to it.

In the Accord room of an inn, eight officials ignored the abalone wings placed on the table, and all looked at An Lingyu.

"My lord, this Second Prince has never been very compatible with us."

"Prime Minister, and after the second prince canonize the crown prince, the chance of Lord An Lingye coming out is even smaller."

"I know what you're talking about, but the time is too tight. Aodi moves so fast, we are powerless to refute. The palace was prepared so quickly." An Lingyu picked up a glass of wine and drank it with his head up.

"Yeah, I heard that even the Prince's clothes and the Taimiao Xiangdian have been arranged. Anyone with a discerning eye will know that Aodi has a long-awaited plan."

"Well, so... we can only temporarily stop one soldier and one soldier. Now our faction is seriously injured, and we are not even sure which prince to support. Your Majesty is really wise. The eldest prince passed away, and the second prince Not to mention being the only legitimate son, except for the second prince, the other princes are only twelve or thirteen years old, I have to say it's amazing!" An Lingyu crossed his arms and walked to the window of the Accord, looking at the endless stream of people outside. .

"My lord, if this situation cannot be changed, then Lord An Lingye...?"

"It's useless to keep it." An Lingyu spat out cold and heartless words.

"No." The other party members understood.

It seems that he has to think about which of the sons in his mansion are qualified to be the head of the Anling family.

Patriarch...

It's only been a few years for him to live well, but he has to think about it.

In the palace, Beitang Hongxuan happily ran back to Kui Glaze Hall, Anling Moyuan was already waiting.

"Kowtow to meet the little prince." Anling Moyuan just slightly bent over to salute.

"Let's get up~." Beitang Hongxuan didn't care about it at all now, and slept at Xiaohuangshu's place for a night, it was really refreshing~.

"Why didn't the little prince come back today? Could the servant please ask the little prince last night..." Anling Moyuan smelled the faint fragrance.

So she slept with the fifteenth prince?I really envy this little prince, who can put on a naive look and be around the idiot Fifteenth Prince every day.But... is this little prince really ignorant and innocent?He doesn't believe it.

"I fell asleep at Xiaohuangshu's place, what's the matter?! Hmph!" Ignoring Anling Moyuan, he went straight into the room to get his books.

I still have to go to Shangyu Pavilion.Beitang Hongxuan's face collapsed.

"Little prince, you don't need to take the book. In two days, there will be a ceremony to enshrine the prince as the prince, so you don't need to go to the Shangyu Pavilion for these few days."

When Beitang Hongxuan heard what Anling Moyuan said, he immediately threw away the books.

"Little prince, can I ask you a question?"

"Let's talk." He sat on the stool and raised his legs.

"The fifteenth prince...but he has been in the cold palace before, and he didn't leave until recently?" An Ling Moyuan heard it while listening to the private chats of the court ladies.

"Why are you inquiring about this?! I told you not to inquire about my little uncle, or I will be rude to no one!" He frowned.

"The little prince calm down. The servant is just asking, and has no other intentions."

"Humph! Yes is the best! Well, I'm going to find Uncle Xiaohuang." Since I don't want to study, I will continue to look for Uncle Xiaohuang.

Concubine Qu took out her old fir wood lacquered phoenix guzheng and put it on the qin platform.

"Mother concubine?"

"Would Concubine Mu teach you how to play the piano?" Concubine Qu took his hand and played it on the body of the piano.

The sound quality is very good.

"Concubine Mu, I don't know how to do it. I'm relatively clumsy." Beitang Weiyang withdrew his hand.

"No, it's good that Concubine Mu will teach you." Concubine Qu grabbed his hand again.

"...Okay." Since she wanted him, let's learn.

Concubine Que taught him where the corresponding sound of Gongshangjiao Zhengyu was.

When Beitang Aoyue arrived, he saw such a scene, Concubine Que was seriously teaching Beitang Weiyang how to play the piano.

What a happy scene of mother and child, but why does he feel a little uncomfortable?Is it because his fifteen sons are not so close to him, so he is jealous?

I really hope that these nine years can pass quickly.

"The concubine greets His Majesty." As soon as Concubine Qu raised her head, she saw Beitang Aoyue standing outside, without moving, she let go of Beitang Weiyang's hand, and was blessed.

"Kowtow to Emperor Father." Beitang Weiyang left the Qintai and saluted.

"Get up."

"How did you make it like this?" Seeing the scab on his mouth, Beitang Aoyue asked.

"Return to father, my son just accidentally knocked on it." He replied indifferently.

"Really? Be careful in the future." His blood is very precious, and it would be a pity to lose even a drop of it to Beitang Aoyue.

"promise."

Beitang Aoyue looked interested and looked at the piano stand.

"Concubine Qu is teaching Wei Yang how to play the piano?" He also dialed it casually. There was a sound of '鐤鐤', which was very crisp.

Beitang Aoyue likes the sound of the piano very much, especially the sound of the piano that has reached a certain level.

Part of the reason why he favored Concubine Concubine before was because of her piano sound, but unfortunately, Concubine Concubine Concubine Concubine's piano skills have not improved and stagnated.

"No. The concubine just suddenly became interested, so the teaching is not yet complete."

"Well, it's good to teach him, I hope he can surpass your piano skills."

"The concubine will do her best, please rest assured, Your Majesty." Concubine Qu was expressionless, maintaining her usual arrogance.

"Well, two days later it will be the ceremony for your second brother to be the crown prince, remember to go."

"promise."

Canon~

Beitang Aoyue asked Concubine Que to play a song called High Mountain and Flowing Water, and listened with eyes closed.

Beitang Weiyang sat aside, his thoughts drifting away.

Two days have passed in a blink of an eye, I don't know if I know that today is a good day for the Yan Lie Dynasty, the dark clouds that have filled the sky for many days rarely parted, and the sun is shining.

Bei Tanghao put on a gray and black auspicious suit. There is not much difference between the clothes of the crown prince and the emperor, except that the emperor's is black, and the prince's is gray and black; the emperor's dragon gown is embroidered with five-clawed golden dragons, and the prince's is a python robe It is embroidered with a four-clawed python.

The canonization ceremony was not too complicated, should it be said to be very fast?

Beitang Weiyang watched Beitang Hao return to his position. At the same time as in the previous life, Beitang Hao was canonized as the prince. At that time, Beitang Weiyang was only bound by an iron chain around one foot, listening to the It was very lively, and I was imagining what it would be like outside.He was so stupid back then, wasn't he?

Beitanghao took the imperial edict from Beitang Aoyue, and the officials shouted: "Kowtow to the emperor, kowtow to the prince, may my Yan Lie dynasty last forever and dominate the Yanqi Continent!"

The sound was deafening.

If it was him at that time, seeing this scene, would he tearfully bless that lofty Beitang Hao?Right now, he would just bow his head to the ground without any fluctuations.

Beitang Hao absently looked towards the direction where the prince was saluting.

Where are you? !I will definitely find you, don't even try to escape!

Beitang Aoyue followed Beitang Hao's eyes and looked at the prince salutingly.

As far as he knew, his second son hadn't been on good terms with any princes, except... his fifteenth son, as the second son who was about to take his place, he didn't allow the next emperor of the Yanlie Dynasty to have any Feelings arise.

An Emperor is basically ruthless.

To be able to take the Yanlie Dynasty as the first and give up everything else, this is the successor he wants.

Didn't he just kill the person he loves most with his own hands?The reason is very simple, because that person is too important in his heart, so important that it surpasses the dynasty he has in mind, so that person must die!He never regretted it, and if that day could happen again, he would still choose to do so.

Didn't his father commit suicide by swallowing gold because of a man?

He hates his father's cowardice the most!

This [-]th son really can only stay until he is an adult...

Unless his fifteenth son is really the child the national teacher said, otherwise he will kill everyone who hinders the Yanlie Dynasty with his own hands, leaving no one behind.

Five days after the crown prince's canonization ceremony, Yan Zhiqing found out that An Lingye and the others had conclusive evidence of their crimes, and there was no way to quibble.

——An Lingye defrauded the king, bullied the weak, disregarded human life, took bribes and perverted the law... Multiple crimes combined together, not to be killed is intolerable under the heavens, and the sentence is ordered to be executed!

——The more than [-] people who committed the crime were all related to the Forbidden Tower, and they were not allowed to leave for life.

An Lingyu never expected that this Proud Emperor would be so ruthless!

His son's crime is unforgivable, and his death deserves more than culpability, but the other fifty people are his henchmen and clan members. In this way, they slapped their Anling family mercilessly, and the reputation of many years of management was shattered!

You are ruthless!I, An Lingyu, won't just stop here!

On the execution ground, An Lingyu served as the supervisor and beheader, which he asked for himself.His son was about to die at his hands, and it was a shame for him to be executed by others. Of course, some of them acted like killing relatives righteously.

To prevent An Lingye from biting his tongue and committing suicide, he was gagged and kicked onto Xingtai roughly.

"Uh...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Father!Father!help me!An Lingye wanted to call it that, but all he got was his father's cold eyes.What is that look?Ha, bedbugs?right!Just a bug.

An Lingye broke down in tears, and he was pushed onto a U-shaped beheading platform.

Father!Are you really so cruel? !

Seeing the sign of "Zhan Li Jue" which represents beheading fell to the ground, the father burst into tears, and wept on his back and said: "Cut!" He said in a sobbing voice, with a face full of unbearable to see his beloved son be beheaded, the image of a selfless and benevolent father.

An Lingye burst into tears with grief, and wanted to laugh, but his head was cut off first, blood splattered everywhere.

"Ye'er! My Ye'er! Ye'er!" When the woman came, An Lingye's head was already separated. She wanted to run forward, but was stopped by the officers and soldiers. An Lingye didn't close her eyes and went straight. straight to her.

"Ah...my Ye'er! My Ye'er! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the woman knelt down on the ground, crying loudly.

It's gone, it's gone, it's gone...

The woman stared blankly at An Lingyu's leaving figure, feeling nothing more than heartbroken.

An Lingyu, if you killed my Ye'er, I will also kill the person you love the most!

The woman wiped away her tears, walked to a stall selling knives, picked up a sharp long knife, and ran back to the prime minister's mansion. The peddler chased her after her asking for money for the knife. She didn't hear it, but just remembered to run to the inner courtyard. He rushed forward vigorously.

"Are you here again? Why are you alone today?!" The woman greeted her happily when she saw her.

"It's all you! It's all you! I'm going to kill you!" After speaking, the woman took the knife and slashed at the woman. The woman couldn't dodge, and turned sideways in a hurry. The tip of the knife slid onto her face, and blood flowed from her cheeks. The wound was fleshy, and the woman took advantage of the victory to pursue and continue to chop at the woman.

As soon as An Lingyu returned to the mansion, he saw the face of the woman he loved the most was covered with blood. The woman was chasing her like crazy. He didn't see Huang He's heart dying, so he ran over and kicked the woman from behind. With a kick, the man picked up the chair in the pavilion and threw it at the woman, who fell to the ground.

"Crazy woman! What are you doing!?"

"Hehe~ I want the woman you love the most to die! You killed my child, and I will kill her too!" The woman's face was distorted.

"If you want to die, I'll make it happen for you!" An Lingyu snatched the knife from the woman's hand.

"Come on, anyway, my Ye'er is dead, and I have nothing to live for! This woman is disfigured, I want to see if you still love her!!" The woman glared.

"I can tell you with certainty that no matter what she becomes, I still love her! You... will never be able to! Letting you die like this is too simple. I will imprison you until you die of old age!"

Throw away the knife and run to the woman.

"Aster, how are you, Aster?!"

"it hurts……"

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you to see a doctor, don't be afraid..." Picking her up and going out, the woman looked at the knife on the ground, picked it up without hesitation, and stabbed her in the abdomen.

She would rather die than let An Lingyu get what she wanted!

☆, Chapter 36

Beitang Weiyang wears a gray-white robe, the neckline and cuffs are embroidered with black silk-edged flowing moiré piping, and a black auspicious cloud wide-brimmed belt is tied around his waist. He wears a small silver crown inlaid with jade on his head, and the white jade on the silver crown The shiny black and smooth hair is set off by the crystal, like satin. At this time, she is sitting calmly on the stone chair in the center of the stone table.

He picked up the Panlong lotus leaf boxwood tea spoon, took some Junshan silver needles from the teapot, put them in the white jade carved dragon teapot on the Nine Dragon jade tea tray, and placed five white jade teacups upside down on the tea tray.

The charcoal stove at the side has boiled the water, lifted the handle of the pot and poured it into the pot, put on the lid, pressed the top of the cap and shook it around, then poured the tea liquid on the jade cup, all the water flowed into the tea tray, and then poured it again Put water into the pot, cover the pot, and boil the water to stew the tea for about a stick of incense.Use bamboo tweezers to turn the teacups over one by one, hold the pot again, add a little bit one by one, add boiling water and continue to stew the tea.

Shake the tea cup with bamboo tweezers to pour out the tea liquid, then hold the handle of the pot with one hand and press the top of the pot with the other, lift the pot to a certain arc and pour the stewed tea into the cup in a smooth and beautiful arc. .After lighting the lamps, put the pot on the tea tray and simmer the pot with boiling water to complete the work.

"Papa", Beitang Aoyue applauded Beitang Weiyang's more proficient tea skills.

"Father, please drink tea." The tea of ​​Junshan Yinzhen is light yellow, and it is a special kind of yellow tea. Its fragrance and mellow taste are both top-quality.

Beitang Aoyue picked up the white jade teacup and sniffed it carefully.

The fish jumped up from time to time, the ripples on the lake surface fainted slightly, and the willow branches and leaves were blown by the breeze, creating a peaceful scene.

"It's very fragrant. Your tea art has improved again." Beitang Aoyue took a sip, his expression calmed down, and he closed his eyes to enjoy the aroma of the tea.

"Thank you for your compliment." Beitang Weiyang poured himself a cup and took a sip.

He especially loves Junshan Yinzhen.Every time he drank it, he would be addicted to it.

In the four years since he studied tea art, it cannot be said that tea art has reached the level of perfection, but he has made some small achievements.I don't know if it's because he brewed Junshan Yinzhen for a long time, and his father also started to like it.

In the past few years, the father has treated him very well for some reason, and he will definitely find him once every two days. Their way of getting along is very strange, sometimes they are like father and son, sometimes they are like friends, and sometimes they are like confidants.

Strange isn't it?

He is used to it.

When his father was reading the memorial, he would read a book on the sidelines; when he was eating, his father would give him vegetables, although there were not many that he liked to eat; when his father was tired, he would sit quietly and watch him like today To make tea, he used to have piano skills, but it's a pity that he didn't have the talent in this area, so he put it on hold two years ago, and the flute can only play the piece taught by Taifu.

Father knows most of his likes and dislikes, but after getting along day and night for so long, he still can't open his heart to father.

Everything ends with the rituals of father and son, monarch and minister.

"It's a pity. Can you bring your flute? It's a great pleasure to have good tea and your flute sound." Beitang Aoyue put down his cup.

"Going back to Emperor Father, I haven't brought a flute with me for a long time."

"Oh, don't bring it if you don't." Beitang Aoyue looked at Beitang Weiyang, and couldn't help sighing.

His 13th son is not destined to be amazing. I thought that when he grows up, he will at least be more handsome, but unfortunately he is [-] years old this year, but his appearance is still the same as when he was nine years old. It is estimated that it will grow like that, and he doesn't expect much.

Beitang Weiyang helped him refill a cup of tea.

"Father, my son wants to ask you something, I don't know if it's okay or not." Beitang Weiyang looked him straight in the eyes.

"What's the matter?" He was curious.

"My son once heard that there was a man in our Yanlie Dynasty who was born different from ordinary people. He was a little curious, so he wanted to ask Father if he knew him?" Beitang Weiyang's eyes were full of interest.

"Really? I haven't seen it yet." His hand holding the cup stopped in mid-air, the movement was not obvious, and he replied indifferently.

"Oh, forget it, the emperor has never seen it, so it must not exist." Beitang Weiyang pursed his lips and smiled indifferently.

Zhang Luo and Yunyue waiting for their masters in the distance is another scene.

"I'll give you the medicine powder for this month first. It's the most important thing recently. Don't miss it once." Zhang Luo's eyes were still looking at Aodi, and his hand, which took out a pack of medicine powder from his arms, turned towards Yunyue.

Yunyue stared at the medicine package, and took it without stopping.

"Is there any abnormality in the body of the fifteenth prince recently?" Zhang Luo asked.

"Back to Eunuch, no. The fifteenth prince is normal." Yunyue lowered her head and replied.

"Well, remember that the dosage of the powder should not exceed a little, and you must be very careful in the past two years."

"promise."

"Also... If the fifteenth prince has any abnormalities recently, you must report to me immediately." Zhang Luo reminded.

"No. Father-in-law, please don't worry." Yunyue put the medicine bag in her cuff.

The glare of the sun made their shadows long.

After Beitang Hao was canonized as the prince, Beitang Aoyue often asked him to review less important memorials, and in the past two years, he gradually handed over some important military affairs to him.

Bei Tanghao finished approving the last memorial, picked up the teacup that was still warm, and walked out of the office.

"Your Highness, are you out?" Xiao Fuzi leaned forward.

Bei Tanghao squinted at Xiao Fuzi, asked him to put the teacup in his hand, and said, "What's the matter?" There are usually only two reasons why this little Fuzi expected him to come out, one is to get some air, Another one is... the concubine's problem.

"Your Highness...that Mr. Liu..." Xiao Fuzi was wondering whether to say it or not.

"What did he do again? He committed suicide again?" has become a common occurrence.

"Eh... Your Highness is really wise!" Xiao Fuzi flattered.

"Don't worry about him, let him die on his own." He said in an indifferent tone.

"Your Highness, what about Empress Yanji...?" Xiao Fuzi was helpless.His Royal Highness obviously doesn't have many concubines, counting Mr. Liu, there are only five. Strictly speaking, Mr. Liu is not even a concubine, he is even worse than a eunuch. Without His Highness's care, he has become more and more sad recently.

"The hall will visit her later."

"promise."

Liu Ziqing put a dagger on the table and kept looking at the door with a haggard face.

There were holes in everything in the house, and he smashed it a few times when he was angry.A few years ago, when Beitang Hao spoiled him (count?) the broken things would be removed immediately and replaced with new ones, but now the situation is as thin as paper.

Liu Ziqing walked to the bronze mirror on the dressing table, and stroked her cheek.

The face in the bronze mirror is blurred.

Why?Isn't it the youngest?Could it be that he went on a diet a few days ago and became thinner, and the prince didn't like it, so he didn't come to see him?

"Don't take pictures, the crown prince won't come." Tuoba Yan'er stepped into the palace with her servant, Bo'er.

"Get out!" Liu Ziqing glared at each other angrily.

"When I finish speaking, even if you invite me in, I won't step in." Tuoba Yan'er teased, raised a smile and said: "It's just that you have forgotten the etiquette in the palace again? Although you are just a lowly Male, pet, but you also have to call me Yan Ji."

"Hmph, why did I call you Yan Ji? Even if I, Liu Ziqing, die in this palace, I will never compromise with you!" Liu Ziqing has his arrogance, even if he is a humble man or pet, he will never give up. pride.

"Now that you're out of favor, it's always good for you to lower your head properly. The crown prince won't come." Seeing the dagger on the table, Tuoba Yan'er sneered and said, "You want to threaten me with this trick?" Prince? It's ridiculous!"

Liu Ziqing was told that something was on her mind, her face that had not had blood for a long time flushed, and she roared: "Don't worry about it! You go away! Go!" As she spoke, she threw the ornaments in front of the bronze mirror to the place where Tuoba Yan'er was standing. In the direction, Bo'er hurriedly protected Tuoba Yan'er, a hairpin was thrown on her back and then fell to the floor, a burst of pain came, she bit her lower lip and remained silent.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Bo'er asked eagerly.

"It's okay." After Tuoba Yan'er finished speaking, she pushed her away, walked gracefully in front of Liu Ziqing, and continued to taunt: "A dignified man of seven feet, willing to be the crown prince's shameful male pet, you are really pathetic."

"You!" Liu Ziqing grabbed the dressing table with her fingernails, her eyebrows raised angrily.

"What? Am I wrong? When I see my maids and eunuchs in the palace, they have to respectfully call me 'Mistress Yanji'. What about you? Do you dare? You can only stay here every day. Few people in this palace know about your existence, right? I can be fair and aboveboard and I call myself 'this palace', what about you? 'I'? Hehe~ This makes me laugh. I think it's only when you end up like this at this time. Just don't pursue your fault, otherwise I can drag you out and let people beat you to death just now, the crown prince won't even frown, believe it or not?" Tuoba Yan'er looked at you with a teasing look. With Liu Ziqing.

"Oh? Then, may I ask, why did 'Empress Yan Ji' condescend to come to me?" Liu Ziqing smiled instead of anger.

Bo'er rushed forward and slapped Liu Ziqing across the face.

"Your Majesty is not someone like you who can talk casually." She looked at Liu Ziqing fiercely.

"Yes, I'm a man, pet, and now I'm a man, pet, and now I'm out of favor, aren't you happy? Can you go!?" Liu Ziqing covered her face from being slapped, and glared at Tuoba Yan'er.

"Is this driving me away? I don't want to leave. Aren't you going to see the prince? I'll make it happen for you." After speaking, Tuoba Yan'er picked up the hairpin scattered on the ground, and slid it down her hand with all her strength, bleeding As noted, he smiled brightly at Liu Ziqing.

"Mother!" Bo'er covered the wound with her hands, trying to slow down the blood flow.

Liu Ziqing was frightened, and said in a panic: "What are you doing!?" He looked around nervously to see if there was anything that could be bandaged.

Tuoba Yan'er, who had been weak since she was a child, broke out in a cold sweat after a while, but there was still a smug smile on her lips.

Bei Tanghao heard Xiao Fuzi say that his Yan Ji had gone to the place where Liu Ziqing lived, so he came to look for her, and when he got to the door, he heard the voice of the servant girl beside Yan Ji with panic, he and Xiao Fuzi hurried forward.

There was a lot of blood splashed on the ground, when Bei Tanghao saw his Yan Ji lying weakly in her maidservant's arms, the blood on her wrist was a little shocking.

"What's going on here?!" Beitang Hao frowned, looking displeased.

Xiao Fuzi was also frightened and dared not make a sound.

"Prince..." Tuoba Yan'er's weak voice could only be heard by the maids around her.

"Prince, it's that lowly man who spoils his mother