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Nan Baoyi frowned fiercely.
Queen Shen¡¯s attempt to estrange the relationship between her and her second brother was a random one.
She could have pointed it out to Xiao Sui, but Queen Shen clearly meant to humiliate him by choosing such a concubine from the Wei family to give to her second brother!
Just as she was about to speak, Queen Shen tucked up her quilt and said without saying anything, "Take good care of yourself."
She left directly.
It was drizzling outside the palace.
Amidst the rustling rain, Nan Baoyi heard her heart beating violently.
She cannot accept such an arrangement
She covered the wound, carefully propped up the brocade quilt and got down on the bed. She was about to stagger out of the bead curtain when she suddenly noticed something strange.
She looked up.
Separated by a curtain, the lights are bright.
In the outer hall, Emperor Xiao Yu did not know when he appeared.
He probably came here in a hurry and didn¡¯t have time to put on his coir raincoat or hat. His snow-white uniform was soaked by the rain, and the undulating water stains on the edge of the robe were meaningful, like a landscape map drawn by spring rain.
He looked pale and stared at Queen Shen quietly.
Queen Shen looked at him, her expression still as usual.
The maids seemed to be accustomed to the confrontation between the emperor and the empress, and they all lowered their heads and held their breaths.
After a long time, the emperor's red phoenix eyes were filled with mist.
He supported his thin body and walked to Shen Jiang.
Nan Baoyi remembers that when he first saw him, he was weak and lazy.
But at this moment, a strong and domineering gloomy aura suddenly burst out from his body, like dark clouds covering the entire side hall, making people vaguely think that he was not the cowardly and incompetent emperor who was ridiculed by the family.
He said in a hoarse voice: "Sister Huang, how did you die?"
Queen Shen tugged her lips coolly.
Seemingly not used to Xiao Yu being like this, she calmly stepped back half a step, quietly distanced herself from him, and said calmly: "I don't know about this."
Xiao Yu pressed forward step by step: "She is your best friend for many years, and she is the sister who studied with you. Shen Jiang, if you have any hatred, you can come at me, why do you have to attack the imperial sister?! Zizhong and Qingyang are still If it¡¯s not enough, how many more people are you going to harm?!¡±
"I don't¡ª¡ª"
Before Shen Jiang could finish speaking, Xiao Yu pinched his cheeks hard.
His finger bones are long and slender, and even though he has been sick for many years, his strength is still astonishing.
Shen Jiang was forced to stand on her tiptoes, raising her head high to look at him. The pain in her cheeks made her shed irrational tears. She wanted to speak, but she couldn't even utter a syllable.
Cold tears fell on the back of Xiao Yu's hand.
She struggled, and the folding fan hidden in her arms fell to the ground with a "pop".
Xiao Yu lowered his eyes and looked.
The folding fan was badly broken, and a map of mountains and rivers was faintly visible on the silk cloth.
That is the handwriting of the imperial sister.
It was a wedding gift given to Ajaan by the imperial sister.
His eyes became redder and he slowly let go of his hand.
Shen Jiang covered her cheeks with red fingerprints and took two embarrassing steps back. At this moment, she didn't dare to look directly at Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu covered his mouth with a handkerchief, turned his head and coughed violently and weakly.
He clenched his handkerchief: "There must be an explanation for Sister Huang's death."
Shen Jiang was silent and nodded slightly.
Xiao Yu seemed to be unable to support his body, so he staggered towards the wind and rain outside the palace without staying any longer.
The maids hurriedly stepped forward to help Shen Jiang, but Shen Jiang pushed him away.
Shen Jiang leaned over and picked up the folding fan.
Nan Baoyi could only see her back and heard her voice sounding like she was laughing or crying. He asked in a hoarse voice: "At this time, do you still want to protect me? Xiao Panyu, Xiao Panyu, why do you still want to protect me?" Want to protect me?"
The side hall was silent for a long time.
When the night rain gradually stopped, Shen Jiangcai put the folding fan into his arms and left.
Nan Baoyi sat back on the couch dejectedly.
The emperor was not as weak as she imagined. There seemed to be another soul living in his body. When that power burst out, even Queen Shen would be frightened.
She really can't understand the relationship between the emperor and the empress.
However, now is not the time to worry about the relationship between the emperor and the empress.
She was thinking about those two marriages and had no idea what to do.
She fell down on the soft rosewood couch with a big face, strugglingHe pulled the brocade quilt over his head.
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Just when Nan Baoyi was tossing and turning.
Shen Yichao returned to the Shen family with Queen Yi Zhi.
The lights in the yard are dark.
Because he couldn't get excited during this period, Chu Chu suspected that he had a vixen outside, and quarreled with him many times. He was forced to question him, but he couldn't do it. He smashed a cup, and Chu Chu lost his temper. She simply brought the maid with her yesterday. Returned to her parents¡¯ home.
Shen Yichao pushed open the fan.
Dark clouds cover the moon outside the window, and the light and shadow in the bedroom are dim.
The attendant apologized: "I forgot that the young lady has returned to her parents' home, so I didn't arrange for a maid to serve her. It's really shameful that the house is dark, so I'll light the lamp for you right now."
Shen Yichao said calmly: "No need, just step back."
The entourage noticed that he was in a bad mood tonight, and was afraid of disturbing his peace, so he had to retreat.
Shen Yichao closed the door.
He groped his way to the lampstand, took out the fire stick from his arms, and was about to light the lamp when the flames suddenly burst out from the brass chandeliers in the corner, lighting up the whole house.
The sound of turning books was heard.
Shen Yichao raised his eyes and saw a young man in black sleeves with a golden crown in his hair, sitting quietly behind the desk, looking through his handwriting.
The man has a stern and handsome profile, with high brow bones and bridge of nose. His skin under the light shows a fair color, and his bones reveal an inviolable nobility.
Shen Yichao's face was expressionless: "Why are you in my room?"
Xiao Yi slowly turned over the handwritten calligraphy: "Shen Xiaolangjun's handwriting is regular script, with metal and stone as bones, and it is a wonderful message to the mountains and forests. It is truly a masterpiece passed down from generation to generation. It's a pity that your character is not worthy of this handwriting."
Shen Yichao: "I don't understand what you mean."
Xiao Yi closed the calligraphy, with a smile on his lips and no warmth in his eyes: "Shen Xiaolangjun put in a lot of effort in the death of the eldest princess and the Duke of Zhen"
His eyes moved down and fell on Shen Yichao's wide sleeves.
????????????????????????????????????????????: A corner of bright yellow silk is vaguely exposed in the snow-white wide sleeves, which is the volume of the Queen's Edict that was brought out from the palace.
There was deep sarcasm in Xiao Yi's smile: "You are such an obedient and good dog. I wonder what Queen Shen rewarded you for?"
Shen Yichao's expression turned ugly: "Xiao Daoyan, pay attention to your wording!"
With a "pop" sound, Xiao Yi dropped the handwritten book on the ground.
He stood up with a smile and approached Shen Yichao step by step: "It is true that I am wrong. Wild dogs still have feelings. Mr. Shen Xiaolang is unreasonable and unreasonable. He is really worse than a wild dog."
"Xiao Daoyan¡ª¡ª"
"boom!"
Xiao Yi took action and knocked Shen Yichao to the ground with one punch.
He was condescending, wearing black military boots with rivets, and kicked Shen Yichao hard one after another: "What I regret most is not killing you in Jinguan City! Shen Yichao, what are you, huh?" ?Tell me, what are you?!"
The attendant heard the movement in the house and hurriedly opened the door.
The young prince¡¯s black robe and wide sleeves were fluttering.
The sharp and beautiful red phoenix eyes are red and bloodshot, like a violent evil ghost born in the darkness. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com