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By the time Aruna Gege entered the palace again angrily with a bit of anger left over from yesterday, the little prince had already practiced several big words and mental techniques.
After going back yesterday, Aruna thought about the concubine he loved most in his previous life, and went to observe the "Weak Willow Fufeng" concubine that Nihei Ama loved most recently. After returning to the room and looking in the mirror for a long time, I realized that with her current short figure, she really didn't have the ability to be a "delicate flower" and make people pity her. She didn't look like a pear blossom with rain in her eyes when she cried.
¡°Are you going to change your strategy today and deliberately keep a straight face, imitating Niu Colu and Fujin¡¯s usual appearance, with a gentle and general demeanor?
"The emperor said that Master Shaman will go to Mulan? Now it's better, His Royal Highness can feel at ease." Aruna was overjoyed and looked at Yinreng expectantly with her big eyes, hoping that he would agree and she would stay with him in the capital.
The little prince felt that little Gege was a little baffled by the so-called "dignified and soft" smile that he imitated the imperial concubine and the others, but he said, "Gege, whether it's Mulan or the capital, Gu Ge The original intention is that you can protect yourself."
"The guards have just captured a little leader of the Tiandihui named "Shunfeng Er". We are afraid that they will take action in advance. Gege, you should follow Aunt Chunlan and go to Nuan Pavilion first to put on the vest. It is always better than nothing."
Knowing that the shaman master would rush to Mulan to help Huang Ama, the little prince felt at ease at that time. But after I came back, I always felt that something was not quite right, and alarm bells went off in my heart. It's better to err on the side of caution.
Aruna was served by Aunt Chunlan who was smiling and overly attentive. After changing her clothes, she came back. Seeing that Yinreng still had a serious expression, she stepped forward to comfort him, "Your Highness, there is no need to worry. They are all just shady villains and traitors. We will all be fine."
"With Ge Ge's words of auspiciousness." The more Yin Reng thought about it, the more worried he became, "Ge Ge, please do it for a moment. I'll arrange the guards to take you back home."
Yinreng¡¯s serious look made Aruna also suspicious. Could there really be someone ambushing her on her way back home to intercept and kill her?
With a flash of light in her eyes, the little girl kept her composure and listened obediently to the arrangements given to her by Yinreng.
The two of them exchanged their understanding of the mentality. Yinreng raised his hand to look at his watch. It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, so he ordered to tell the guards to add two more teams to send little Princess home.
"During this period, stay at home and never go out again."
The little prince looked like a mother-in-law, and he took the trouble to give instructions. Aruna smiled happily when she heard this, "Don't worry, I promise to stay at home honestly."
Thinking that in the next one or two months, whether she went to Mulan or stayed at home, it would be difficult to see the prince again, Aruna hesitated, standing by the door of Yuqing Palace, holding one hand Holding onto Yin Reng's lapel, he was extremely reluctant to say goodbye.
Bushunda, who had been looking at the young children openly and openly, without shrinking back like other palace people, who wanted to see but did not dare to look, couldn't help sighing repeatedly, and whispered softly: "I have passed away in the past, Yangliu Yiyi; Now I'm thinking about it, it's raining and snowing." Of course, he got another warning glance from Anba Lingwu.
"I'm going home, you must take care of yourself. Don't take your own life seriously."
"Don't worry, Princess. I will be cautious."
Little Gege¡¯s eyes turned red again, and she couldn¡¯t help but shed tears.
It is not only to worry about the safety of each other, to be sad for each other, and for the prince in front of him, at this moment, he still has an indifferent, iron -hearted look, and distressed his "self -affection."
"If you notice something is wrong, don't hesitate to be soft-hearted. You idiot, you can't be so kind at this time."
"Gege, don't worry. I have a sense of propriety."
After crying for a few times, Aruna snatched the handkerchief Yinreng handed her before the little prince could wipe her tears in person. Angry and aggrieved, Aruna cried hard tears.
She wanted to shout loudly, "Can't you hug me and comfort me?" But at this time of separation, I really couldn't bear to make trouble with him.
"Gege, it's getting late. Master Nihei is probably already worried about you in the house. Be careful in everything and don't be careless. Don't sneak out." Yinreng looked at little Gege's sad look and didn't dare to do anything. any representation. Little Princess must return to Guarjia's house quickly to be safe.
"Those people still want to save face. Even if they go out, they will not go on a killing spree in the capital and break into the minister's house.?They are not human, Your Majesty. "
"Get out of here."
"Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince was in such a dangerous situation just now, and he asked someone to send you a message, telling you not to go there. Even if you kill the slave, the slave cannot let go."
"Su Hetai."
A guard with an ordinary face came out in response and knocked the ministers unconscious with one palm strike.
Emperor Kangxi¡¯s face was so gloomy that he was almost dripping with water, and he hurried towards the direction of the little prince at a trot.
He just wanted to see with his own eyes how that group of old immortals would act "righteously" for "Heaven" and blatantly kill his son in the Forbidden City.
Concubine Tong Jia led a group of palace mistresses and knelt in the inner hall of Cining Palace, holding her fourth elder brother Yinzhen, who still didn't know what had happened, not daring to breathe.
Hearing the report from the young eunuch, the emperor went to His Highness the Crown Prince. Everyone turned pale with shock, but facing the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager who kept chanting Buddha's name, they did not dare to speak first.
Finally, the hot-tempered Empress Yi Fei couldn't help it anymore, "Empress Dowager, please tell me, we, the emperor, will be with you in life and death. Although we are women, none of us are greedy for life and afraid of death."
The Empress Dowager closed her eyes and steadily turned the beads in her hands.
She is waiting.
She comes from a womanly family. Her husband died, her son died, and now she only has a few grandchildren and great-grandchildren. God still allows her to live healthily, maybe just for this moment.
She knows what everyone in the palace is thinking. It's just that if Yin Reng dies, he will die, just to make room for their son. As long as nothing happens to the emperor, it will be fine.
The Queen Mother sneered in her heart. But I'm not angry, it's just human nature.
Xuan Ye wants to save his son, the crown prince of the Qing Dynasty, that¡¯s right. It should. Her grandson Xuan Ye is the bravest Batulu in the Qing Dynasty, and her precious great-great-grandson Yinreng is also the most well-behaved and filial child in the Qing Dynasty.
"She, the Queen Mother, is still here, how can she let them, father and son, go ahead of her?"
When Emperor Kangxi arrived, the little prince had already been hit by a palm and fell to the ground dying, his face was ashen, and he kept vomiting blood from his mouth. Aruna had a dart stuck in her arm, and she was kneeling in front of her son with blood on her body. Her lips were purple, like an unconscious rag doll, and she could only gently wipe the blood on her son's mouth.
For a moment, Emperor Kangxi only felt that his eyes were turning black, the world was spinning, and a mouthful of sweet blood surged into his throat, and he swallowed it hard.
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