Anyway, the tiles on the roof of Prince Jin¡¯s Mansion have a thin layer of moss growing on them in many places.
"However, it's not just the tiles of Prince Jin's Mansion that have moss growing on them. The roof tiles of many dignitaries' mansions are also stained with a small layer of indigo.
It is inevitable to go through ups and downs. There will be no one dedicated to clearing those things.
Now that King Jin insists on using such a reason to enter the palace, Butler Zhu is also confused.
But Ming Ruoxie just changed her mind and burst into laughter.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The?thing that Prince Yongjiao Jin has been thinking about all day long is to organize his palace more firmly, whether it¡¯s the soldiers or the tiles, it all means the same thing.
Therefore, there is really nothing wrong with using such a reason to enter the palace.
Sikong Ji took Ming Ruoxie's hand and smiled lightly, "If I say it's in disrepair, then it's in disrepair."
"Yes." Butler Zhu had nothing to say.
The carriage drove quickly towards the palace.
At this time, in Fengyi Palace, the queen looked at the hermit kneeling in front of her. After hearing the few words he said, Huo Di sat up straight, narrowed his eyes slightly, and let the few thin hairs at the end of his eyes curl up. The fine lines are deeper.
"Seriously? Is the news reliable?"
"Reliable. Eunuch Hu sent someone to call the little eunuch from Tianxiang Palace at the beginning. After a while, the imperial guards took the little eunuch away. His subordinates watched from a distance. The little eunuch's feet were floating and his expression was dull. It seems that he was very frightened. If something big had not happened in the imperial study room, the young eunuch would not have behaved like this."
No one thought that the people around the Queen were staring at Little Button, and made their judgment based on Little Button's reaction.
"Later, Sun Xianpian entered the imperial study room by himself and has not come out until now."
The Queen couldn't sit still anymore. She stood up, raised her hand and gently stroked the golden phoenix Bu Yao on her head, and said in a cold voice, "So, is it really possible that the Emperor is going to die?"
Died. . . .
In this case, Feng Yingwei did not dare to answer the question easily.
"I'll go and see for myself! If the emperor doesn't dare to let me in, or doesn't even say a word, then this must be really credible!"
"yes."
The Queen walked a few steps and then said to Feng Yingwei: "Go, tell His Highness the Crown Prince about this matter, and let His Highness the Crown Prince make the necessary preparations."
"The Queen said this in a somewhat sinister way.
What are the necessary preparations?
Of course, he is preparing to ascend the throne and inherit the throne immediately after the death of the emperor!
"yes."
The moment the queen stepped out of Fengyi Palace, the atmosphere in the palace became mysteriously tense, as if something big and dramatic was about to happen.
At this time, in a palace that had been almost ignored by the queen, a beautiful woman who was standing in front of a desk copying Buddhist scriptures paused for a moment, then put down her pen.
She stood up straight and looked at the hollow glass bottle on the table.
This hollow glass vase is the most cherished ornament of Longgui. No one dares to touch it or take another look at it.
?? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? order is the t t, t o t t i t t t t t t the person is in the person of Long Guiren is a person - you are there, I will carry you with you, you will carry this vase with you. Now that she is writing here, this glass bottle is placed on the table. If she sleeps at night, she puts this glass bottle in the corner of the bed.
It was already four years ago that Long Guiren was named a noble by the emperor's favor. Since that time, the emperor has not looked at Long Guiren's sign again, as if he has forgotten this person.
But the strange thing is that during the holidays, the emperor always said that he should remember to give Long Gui something more expensive and let her choose.
Gorgeous silks and satins, precious jewels and jade, so many exquisite snacks, fine wines and other trinkets, everything is there, and she has never been forgotten.
Therefore, no one in the palace dared to think that Long Gui had fallen out of favor. The maids and slaves in the palace still served her attentively, fearing that she would be in a bad mood or that she would be angry.
The strange thing is that Long Gui has only stayed in this palace alone for the past four years, copying Buddhist scriptures, reading books, painting, and sometimes planting flowers and playing with fish. He never goes out to interact with other children in the palace. The master competes for favor and beauty, and lives like a Buddha.
Now when she heard a little noise coming from the glass bottle, the palace maid Xiao Huan standing aside suddenly opened her eyes wide. She subconsciously took two steps closer and looked into the bottle, "My lord, it seems there are some wings flapping." The voice sounds like a moth."
Did a moth fall in when she wasn't paying attention?
What Xiaohuan was thinking was, what if a moth really fell into it?Now, she had to take it out quickly, otherwise what would happen if she frightened Lord Long?
But when she looked down, the contents flew up and landed on the edge of the bottle.
Xiaohuan took a closer look, and it seemed that it was really a moth, but¡ª¡ª
"ah!"
The moth¡¯s wings spread out, and the pattern on them actually looked like a human face! ! !
What¡¯s weird is that that face looks exactly like the emperor! ! !
Xiaohuan just glanced at it, her heart was shocked, her pupils shrank, and she screamed in horror.
What is this?
"Your Majesty Long, Your Majesty, Your Majesty uh"
Before Xiao Huan finished speaking, Long Guiren's hand had already pinched her neck. Xiaohuan's eyes widened in horror.
Long Guiren held her throat with one hand and slowly raised his eyes to look at her.
"Did I let you see it? How about living a good life? Why do you have to be so curious?" Her voice was delicate and soft, which was very consistent with her delicate appearance. However, no one saw that she was so delicate. She, however, grabbed Xiaohuan's neck with one hand and lifted her up.
Xiao Huan's eyes almost bulged out, her face flushed, and she grasped Long Guiren's hand tightly with both hands, trying to break it open, but her fingernails only scratched a few red marks on the back of Long Guiren's hand, and she couldn't pull her away at all. She opened her hand half way.
She was not curious, she just wanted to avoid scaring Long Gui if there was any moth.
She is just loyal and meticulous. . . .
Xiaohuan¡¯s face turned blue.
However, she still saw the moth with her bulging eyes. The light-colored patterns on the black moth's outstretched wings and body are really a face, the face of the emperor. . . .
Xiaohuan¡¯s whole body trembled and twitched.
"It's just that Xiaoxi is sick. If I ask you to serve me personally for her for one day, you will die. Alas." Longgui sighed softly, his eyes turned cold, and he squeezed hard with his fingers.
""
As soon as Xiaohuan froze, his head hung down and he became motionless.
Long Guiren let go, and the body fell to the ground with a thud.
She turned around slowly and looked at the human-faced moth with a gloomy expression.
"Who killed the moth? Anyway, someone hurt him so badly, I will pay with the emperor's life."
A dark figure flashed in through the window. He glanced at the lifeless palace maid on the ground. He immediately lowered his head and said, "Little Master, the human-faced moth has awakened, which means that the moth lurking on the emperor's head is dead. The master is seriously injured and has not yet woken up, so he has been killed." The emperor is not right either." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com