A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

Seeing that Princess Chen escaped from danger, Bai Shao couldn't hold it any longer, and slipped down the door frame and slumped on the ground.

The guardian dragon guard looked at Princess Chen, at the carved solid wood round stool held high in her hand, and finally set his eyes on the few maids lying on the ground.

They were afraid that they would stare at the princess again, and the huge carved solid wood stool would hit them on the head.

Before Bai Shao could get up and identify with her strength, a round-faced maid turned her head and looked at her angrily: "You actually betrayed your master?!"

Bai Shao was panting against the door frame, laughing while panting, her wet hair sticking to her face, looking particularly embarrassed: "Although I am a servant, I still have people's hearts."

From a humble background, she can't choose, but she knows that she is still a human being.

"Isn't it unfaithful, shameless!" The round-faced maid just scolded, suddenly a round stool stood in front of her eyes, and the surging anger was like a fire hitting a heavy snow, and most of it disappeared in an instant.

"Don't crow laugh at the black pig, as the maid of the Qilin Palace, you are helping others to plot against me and His Highness." Jiuzhu was dissatisfied with the double-standard behavior of the people in the capital: "Before you scold others ,?? Why don't you scold yourself first?"

"What do you know?" The round-faced maid took out the hairpin hidden in her sleeve, raised her hand and pierced Jiuzhu's neck!

"Princess Chen!"

"Ming Xiao..."

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King Chen's voice stopped abruptly, he looked at the palace maid who was smashed on the ground by Ming Xiaozhu's stool, and silently got up from the bed.

"My lord, don't go there yet!" The dark guard stretched out to help him: "Wait... Wait for the subordinate to find out the identity of this palace maid."

In fact, when he wants to say, don't get too close to the princess, in case the round stool accidentally falls and hits the prince, they can't explain it to your majesty.

"I don't like to do it with women." Jiu Zhu threw the round stool away, the round stool rolled on the ground, and finally lay down at the feet of a secret guard, who moved back silently for half a step.

"But if someone intends to hurt His Highness, then in my eyes, there is no distinction between men and women." Jiuzhu stretched out her hand: "Bring a rope."

Yang Yiduo emerged from the corner: "Princess, this kind of rough work is left to the younger ones."

Jiuzhu nodded.

Seeing Yang Yi tying up the round-faced maid in a neat way, she raised her eyebrows: "Director Yang's knot is well tied."

Yang Yiduo smiled eagerly. As the inner guard arranged by His Majesty to be beside the prince, he did not realize that this palace maid was the person of the fourth prince. This was a serious sin.

The other palace maids have already been taken down, and the head teacher will search for the potent "medicine" on her body.

King Chen bent down and lifted the solid wood carved round stool that had fallen on the ground, picked it up, and put it back silently.

Several other secret guards pretended not to see King Chen's movements, and knelt down on one knee: "My subordinates are late to save the king, please forgive me."

Jiuzhu walked to King Chen: "Your Highness, how are you, are you scared?"

"I'm fine." He held her, his mind was still dizzy, maybe he moved too fast when Jiuzhu was thrown onto the bed just now.

Seeing that Jiuzhu was looking at the dark guards out of the corner of his eyes, he explained, "This is the dark guard arranged for us by the father."

"Oh." Jiu Zhu glanced at the window that was smashed by these guards, and nodded with a subtle expression.

It turns out that the dark guard is like this. It is not the kind in the book where no one can be found, but as long as there is an enemy, it will appear in a swish.

The word "Oh" had a long artistic conception, and the guards buried their heads a little lower.

"My lord." Yang Yi spoke and rescued them: "The other palace maids have no weapons on their bodies, and they have not been found to be involved with the assassin for the time being."

"Okay." King Chen looked at the round-faced palace maid who was tied tightly to the ground and sat on a stool, but said nothing: "What's wrong with her?"

"People who can be selected into the Qilin Palace have been checked many times, and the Jedi can only be selected if there is no problem." Yang Yiduo knelt down and pleaded guilty: "But the slaves are negligent in management, and the slaves are guilty."

"If it wasn't for your husband and wife's murder of the Fourth Highness, how did he end up where he is today?" The round-faced maid finally reacted from the stunned state of being smashed: "The Fourth Highness is already so difficult, why does the princess still humiliate him and put him All the princesses were forcibly taken away?!”

"Are you fighting for the fourth prince?" Jiuzhu understood: "You assassinated the prince in order to help him relieve his anger?"

The round-faced maid did not speak, but her face showed the determination to die generously: "I like the Fourth Highness, and the Fourth Highness also likes me. Even if I die for him, I am willing."

"The princess and the lord are deeply in love, and they should also understand the hearts of slaves." The round-faced palace maid closed her eyes: "The slaves rebel against the master and have nothing to say."

"I'm different from you, because even if I was willing to die for His Highness, he wouldn't let me do such a thing for him." Jiu Zhu looked at the palace maid with pity: "If he really likes you, how can he be willing to do it for him?" Are you in danger?"

Yang Yiduo turned his head silently, Princess, what you said is piercing your heart with a knife.

"You are talking nonsense, and the Fourth Highness must also be pleased with me." The round-faced palace maid widened her eyes, and His Highness praised her for her beautiful eyes, and told her the pain in her heart under the moon. He is a high-ranking prince, if he is not happy with her, how can he say this to her humble palace maid?

She knew all about his loneliness, his sadness, his pain, and the yearning for his father's love.

The Fourth Highness used the gentlest voice to read poetry for her. Although she did not understand poetry, His Highness

The way she reads poetry is so elegant.

Such a beautiful Fourth Highness, if it were not for King Chen, he would not be ignored by the emperor, let alone lose his mother and concubine, and be humiliated by others in the palace.

"Okay, even if he likes you, before you do this, have you ever thought about your family, have you ever thought about being implicated by other palace maids who are not worth you?" Jiu Zhu squatted on the ground and looked at her face carefully.

This palace maid she knows her name is Kapok, and she looks clean and cute when she smiles.

"Assassination of the prince has a wide range of implications. Your family, the entire Qilin Palace, and even the Zhangliu Palace will have countless people punished." Jiuzhu sighed: "Even if my Highness and I are kind-hearted and specifically ordered not to implicate innocent people, but Your family will not be able to earn a living for generations."

According to Dacheng's regulations, those who committed severe sentences were not allowed to participate in the imperial examinations within the five generations, and they were not allowed to make a living related to the government.

This is still the good-hearted and revised law of Emperor Dacheng. If it was placed in the former dynasty, Kapok's father, brother, son and nephew would all be imprisoned and tattooed on his body.

The round-faced maid lay on the ground in a daze, she didn't speak any more, I don't know if she regretted it, or she didn't want to talk to Jiuzhu.

"Yiduo, bring a cup of warm water to Bai Shao with a little salt and sugar in it." Jiuzhu walked to Bai Shao, who was slumped on the ground: "Thank you Sister Bai Shao for saving her life."

"The status of a slave is low, and I don't deserve the title of a princess." Bai Shao struggled to get up from the ground, but her overrunning legs were soft, like boiled noodles, and she couldn't make any effort.

"The teacher of ancient characters, you are my savior, I will call you sister, you should." Jiuzhu stretched out her hand and brushed Bai Shao's wet hair behind her ear: "Sister will rest at the Qilin Palace today, and I and Your Highness will rest. There are still things to do.”

Bai Shao nodded and left the main house with the help of the two palace maids.

King Chen ordered two secret guards: "Take this palace maid and go to Taiyang Palace."

Jiuzhu glanced at the window that had a big hole and kept blowing wind inside: "Remember to patch the window."

"My subordinates take orders." The dark guard quickly responded.

"Cough." Jiuzhu straightened the clothes on her body: "I was able to lift the stool just now in a hurry, but now my hands are sore."

"Come on, I'll "knead" "knead" for you." King Chen took her wrist and gently "kneaded".

Yang Yiduo and the dark guard did not dare to tell the prince and the princess that the princess was carrying the other stool just now.

In the Taiyang Palace, Emperor Longfeng looked at Yun Yanze who was kneeling on the ground. His indifferent eyes reminded him of what happened when he was banned in the hidden residence for more than ten years.

That day, he accidentally passed by the overgrown Wangfu Garden, and saw the fourth child eating a big peach. He wanted to remind him that there were many snakes in the grass. As soon as he spoke, he saw the fourth child hide the peach behind him, and then lied about it. Catching worms in the garden.

A seven- or eight-year-old child's way of lying is not very high, but he didn't expose it.

Over the years, this child's lie has become more sophisticated and ambitious.

Between their father and son, there is not much to say.

"Why does the royal father maintain the mask of a loving father?" Yun Yanze said, "If you want to kill or cut, the servants will listen to you. Anyway, for so many years, I have always been a thorn in your eyes, a thorn in your flesh, and now I am gone. Be a roadblock for your precious son, and you will feel at ease."

"You can't be Du Qing's roadblock." Emperor Longfeng said calmly: "I never thought of that."

"Yeah, in your eyes, besides Yun Duqing, who else can you see?" Yun Yanze sneered: "Lock us up in the palace, hold a wedding ceremony for Yun Duqing in the palace, and put the talents of the crown prince. The Qilin Palace where he lives is packed out and given to him, not just because he wants to canonize him as a prince."

"You are right, I do want to make him the crown prince." Emperor Longfeng nodded slowly.

With such a calm and natural attitude, all the complaints and dissatisfactions of Yun Yanze were blocked in his throat, and it seemed embarrassing to speak or not to speak.

Finally, he sneered and stopped talking.

"Your Majesty, something happened!"

Hearing this terrified cry, Yun Yanze revealed an ecstatic smile on his face. He looked at Emperor Longfeng with burning eyes. He didn't know that this high-ranking father and emperor, when he heard the news of the death of his favorite son, collapsed. What does it look like?

"What's the matter?" Emperor Longfeng looked at the eunuch who was crawling in.

"His Royal Highness Chen, he..."

Yun Yanze couldn't control it any longer and laughed out loud.

"His Royal Highness, he picked off the peony from the Qinglong Lying Mochi that you carefully cultivated for the Empress, and gave it to the Princess as a hairpin!"

"Which pot of peony are you talking about?" Emperor Longfeng, who was still not showing his anger and anger just now, changed his face instantly.

The little eunuch shook his shoulders: "Qing, Qinglong lies in the ink pool."

It was personally cultivated by His Majesty and intended to be given to the Empress, but I didn't expect that His Highness would cause such a disaster.

After the disaster is over, he still thinks that the color is not bright enough, and it is not worthy of the princess's satin blue silk, but he did not dare to say this to the emperor.

"Imperial Father, my son and the concubine will greet Father Father." King Chen led Jiuzhu into the hall with a smile, and bowed to Emperor Longfeng: "I am safe, Father."

"Father Huang'an." Jiu Zhu gave a thousand blessings ceremony, and the petals of the Qinglong lying on the ink pond beside her temples trembled, which made her face even more delicate.

Emperor Longfeng glanced at the peony flowers beside his daughter-in-law's temple, and finally his eyes fell on his son. He took two deep breaths: "In the evening, what kind of peace, please?"

What's the matter please? It's because he was so angry that he couldn't sleep.

The smile on Yun Yanze's face had stagnated. He stared at Yun Duqing, who was jumping in a "chaotic" manner.

Why is he still alive?

Why are you still alive? !

"Didn't I hear that the fourth brother is here, so my son came to have a look." King Chen stretched out his hand to support the peony flower by the side of Jiuzhu: "I saw that the peony flower in the garden of Taiyang Palace was blooming well, so I picked it up. One. But this color is old-fashioned, so it's better for Tong Zimian and Er Qiao to give our little pig hairpin a good-looking flower."

The little eunuch secretly glanced at His Majesty and complained in his heart.

Fifth Highness, you can say a few words less.

Emperor Longfeng laughed angrily: "Do you still pick it if you're too old-fashioned?"

There were so many peonies that he didn't pick, but he picked the pot he raised, which was obviously the intention of this bastard.

King Chen laughed: "This is raised by the father himself, so it is naturally different from other flowers."

Emperor Longfeng picked up the memorial on the table and wanted to smash it, but he was afraid that the corner of the memorial would hurt him, so he finally took two pieces of paper on the table, squeezed it into a ball, and smashed it at him.

The paper ball hit King Chen's chest, but it didn't hurt. He pretended to cover his chest: "Father, my son was very sad tonight. You still smashed my son with something, and my son is really hurt."

Emperor Longfeng smashed another piece of paper on him and put it behind him, his expression became serious: "What happened?"

"The Qilin Palace has just subdued an assassin." King Chen looked at Yun Yanze.

Yun Yanze didn't dodge his gaze, but smiled: "The fifth brother really has a long life."

"Thanks to my father and my little pig, I live a good life." King Chen looked down at him: "Fourth brother is disappointed."

"You actually sent someone to assassinate your brother!" Emperor Longfeng raised his foot to kick.

"Father, let your daughter-in-law come." Jiuzhu lifted her skirt and kicked Yun Yanze's back.

A thud.

Several people in the hall saw the fourth prince fly up in place, and then his forehead slammed on the ground, making a dull sound.

The moment the fourth prince landed, the crown on his head jumped out far away, and finally stopped when it hit the corner of the wall.

"It's what a daughter-in-law should do to share the worries of the father and the emperor." Jiuzhu put down her skirt, smiled coquettishly, gave Emperor Longfeng a blessing, and asked thoughtfully, "Isn't a kick not enough?"

"Ah?" Yingming Shenwu, joy and anger are indistinguishable from "color", the benevolent and calm Emperor Longfeng, the expression on his face at this moment is dazed and sluggish.

"Daughter-in-law understands." Jiuzhu nodded and lifted her skirt again.

"Little pig, little pig." King Chen grabbed her wrist: "Forget it, forget it."

If you kick again, you will die!