Every male protagonist wants to fuck me

Chapter 126 Three thousand floating clouds cover the eyes (16)

Xi Ning was about to ask Yue Qingzhu what was going on, when the man who was being taken care of by two attendants coughed hard.

Everyone's attention immediately shifted to the man.

"Lang Jun, are you okay?" The attendant patted the man's back worriedly, his face full of worry.

Xi Ning was about to beckon to his attendants to take him to an empty room for recuperation, the man woke up faintly, saw her, stopped coughing, and threw himself into Xi Ning's arms crying, like a koala, why? I can't pull it off either.

The 1.8-meter tall bird was buried in her arms, tears were falling down, and she cried weakly: "Your Highness, you are finally here, I am so scared!"

Xi Ning's hand was hanging in the air, and he didn't know where to put it, so he could only comfort him dryly: "It's okay, Qingzhu saved you from the fire."

"Your Highness, I'm really afraid I won't be able to see you. Just now I've thought about the suicide note, but I'm not reconciled. I want to see you. I can see Your Highness before I die. Only then can I rest in peace, otherwise I won't die! Good Highness is here, it seems that slaves are still important in His Highness's heart."

The man babbled on artificial love words, and the voice of weeping and weeping lasted for a long time, and Xi Ning could hear his head and two big ones.

There are such wonderful things in her backyard?
The servant who put out the fire pretended not to hear, and was honestly doing the aftermath work.

Yue Qingzhu led a group of attendants and guards and turned his back, his shoulders trembled faintly, as if he was holding back a laugh.

In the blink of an eye, the position was changed, and Xi Ning was very depressed.

The man had cried enough, so he let go of Xi Ning politely, stood aside with red eyes, and looked at her without blinking.

"Your Highness, the slave just overstepped, please forgive me, Your Highness."

The man plopped to his knees, making Xi Ning's heart tremble in fright.

"It's okay, Mr. Huaibi was frightened just now, and it's understandable for him to lose his composure. Qingzhu, find an unused yard to put him in, and then find a doctor to see if he is injured." Rubbing his frightened chest, Xi Ning coughed softly, and explained to Yue Qingzhu calmly.

Yue Qingzhu handed over his hand to accept the order.

Huaibi kowtowed loudly to Xi Ning, and said with tears in his eyes, "Thank you for your mercy, Your Highness, it's hard for Huaibi to be an ox or a horse to repay Your Highness's kindness."

"It doesn't have to be like this, Mr. Lang should hurry down with Qingzhu to rest."

Xi Ning waved his hand, wishing he could pack him up and take him away immediately.

Huai Bi wanted to say something at first, but when he saw Yue Qingzhu with a ruthless face, his body trembled subconsciously, and he didn't dare to say anything more, so he saluted and went down with Yue Qingzhu.

Xi Ning looked at Huai Bi's tall back, and thought of the scene where this man was holding her and crying, he shuddered suddenly.

Hope to never see this man again before she finds an excuse to dismiss them.

Returning to Tingxue Pavilion the same way, just as Xi Ning was about to go in, Yue Qingzhu sent an attendant to ask her to go to the study room of the main courtyard to discuss matters.

Xi Ning had no choice but to retract his foot, called Xiao Jingzi out, and explained to him a few words before returning to the study satisfied.

Yue Qingzhu bowed to her solemnly, and after carefully closing the door and window of the study, he said in a heavy tone: "The fire was deliberately caused by someone. The distance between Mo Lanxuan and Tingxue Pavilion is very close, and that person didn't care about it." The wine is for Young Master Xiao."

"This fire is too obvious. At this moment, who wants to provoke the relationship between the orphan and the empress?" Xi Ning murmured to himself.

"Could it be the Second Highness?"

Xi Ning shook his head, "If it were her, she would set fire to Tingxue Pavilion directly, and wouldn't do anything unnecessary."

And it is bound to be done unconsciously, without anyone noticing, and it will definitely not be done in broad daylight.

What's more, the time to set the fire happened to be when she was with Xiao Yu, and the target might not be Xiao Yu, but her.

But who would be the one who set the fire?
Knowing that he would not succeed, he still did this, as if to vent his anger.

"Is Your Highness going to investigate?"

"No need, the evidence is insufficient, and the investigation may not yield any results. Just be careful in the future."

Xi Ning rubbed his eyebrows wearily, and said lightly.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

Since she gained so much, she was destined to be the target of public criticism.

Every person who wants to step on the throne, the first thing she wants to get rid of is her stumbling block.

She decided not to attach herself to the queen, and these small actions will continue in the future, but she doesn't know how ruthless it will be next time.

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Xi Ning couldn't go to the morning court for several days in a row, and the empress' face became more and more ugly every day, especially when she learned that the masters sent by Fenghuo Pavilion to kill Xiao Yu had returned without success, she even smashed many vases Cups.

For a while, everyone in the court was in danger, for fear that the Queen's anger would spread to them.

In the midst of shrinking and shrinking, the prime minister Ling Wei and the second princess Chu Qin offered advice repeatedly, faintly intending to form an alliance.

The tacit understanding between the prime minister and the second princess at the poetry meeting was even more enviable to others.

The more popular the second princess was, the more gloomy the queen's face became.

It was a bloody storm outside, but inside the Sixth Emperor's Mansion, the years were quiet and peaceful, full of music and harmony.

There is no need to go to the morning court or go out. Xi Ning's daily routine is to find Xiao Yu, play chess and paint, drink and play the piano, so happy.

"Mr. Ling Feng and His Highness the Second Highness were generous and glorious at the poetry meeting. The two were like glue, and the honey was mixed with oil, enviing everyone. The gentlemen of the poetry meeting all use Ling Feng as a model, and they want to find someone who is both civil and military like the second emperor. Where is the wife-lord!"

Yue Qingzhu listened next to Xi Ning, reporting the rumors of the past few days in a low voice.

Xi Ning propped his chin lazily, stuffing a piece of orange into his mouth from time to time, his passionate eyes unblinkingly looked at the young man playing the piano not far away, and only raised his eyebrows when he heard Yue Qingzhu's vivid gossip, Nothing happened.

The current life is a fairy life for her, no empress, princess, or throne is as important as this person in front of her.

The second princess was really confused. She sent the stunningly talented Xiao Yu into her hands, and put Ling Feng, a man with sky-high eyes, in her arms. His eyes were really near-sighted.

Seeing that Xi Ning was indifferent, Yue Qingzhu sighed quietly, knowing that this person did not intend to get involved.

But since ancient times, when the new emperor succeeds to the throne, there is no room for sisters who have no sense of existence, and it is absolutely impossible for the emperor's daughter who bears the grace of the emperor!

If Xi Ning does not fight, what awaits her is a dead end.

She can understand this truth, and these two people understand it better than her, but one is more indifferent than the other, and it is really worrying to be addicted to love and love.

"Your Highness, let me change the pot of tea for you."

"Go." Xi Ning waved his hand without holding back.

Yue Qingzhu took his leave with the teacup, and when it was served again, the song played by Xiao Yu also came to an end.

Excitedly, Xi Ning walked over to Xiao Yu with a teacup and sat down, borrowing flowers to present Buddha was very handy.

"You're thirsty, drink some tea to moisten your throat."

Xiao Yu smiled helplessly, the corners of his eyes were glamorous.

"Your Highness, I play the piano, not sing."

"Then are you thirsty?" Xi Ning looked at him eagerly holding the tea cup.

"thirsty."

A hint of indulgence flashed across Xiao Yu's clear and quiet eyes, he took the teacup from the woman's hand, lifted the lid, and was about to take a sip, when he put it to his lips, Xi Ning snatched it away with an ugly face.

(End of this chapter)