Shaojun riding the sea

Chapter 180 Try again tonight?
The attack of the twelfth prince by a white tiger shocked the whole court and the public. Emperor Yun was furious and ordered the Zhenfu Division to investigate the case thoroughly. Pei Shixi acted vigorously and resolutely, and he did not disgrace the imperial order. He really found out a group of interfering criminals, and just as Concubine Rou said , the real person behind the scenes is——

The current mother of the country is Queen Wei, who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.

The harem was originally a place of right and wrong, with many overt and covert fights inevitable. But this time the queen actually extended her claws to the prince. Emperor Yun could no longer tolerate it. Long Yan was so angry that he directly killed the chief Cui and the chief minister. Thirty-six of the palace officials were shot to death with sticks, and Empress Wei was severely punished. Even the Wei family members and officials who interceded for her were also implicated.

At this point, the case has been settled, and no one dares to say anything anymore.

Only Queen Wei, who was originally in solitary confinement, was secretly taken out by the prince and went directly to Emperor Yun. He was in Concubine Rou's palace at that time, so how could he see Queen Wei?

Empress Wei, regardless of any dignity or dignity, knelt down in tears outside the palace door, crying out for injustice and demanding to see Emperor Yun.

She swore to heaven and claimed that she had never plotted to murder the Twelve Princes, and even wanted to cut off her hair to prove her innocence, but Emperor Yun was so disgusted with her that he didn't even want to look at her again.

The prince was originally impulsive, rude and thoughtless. After hearing that he was eager to protect his mother, he wanted to force his way into Concubine Rou's palace. He kept yelling hatefully: "Leng Ying, you are a fox, you are here." After you framed my mother, you were the one who confused my father. Everything is your fault, and you are the one who really set up the trap!"

The prince did such an unbelievable and stupid thing in public, which made Emperor Yunt so angry that he rushed out wearing a robe. Concubine Rou was so frightened that her face turned pale and she didn't even hold her back behind him.

Emperor Yun didn't waste any words. When he saw the prince, he directly raised his foot and kicked him hard in the heart.

"Go away, I'm not dead yet, I can't let you fool act so arrogantly here!"

In this way, this shocking kick shattered all the hopes of Queen Wei and her son, and everyone in the court was talking privately——

Now the prince, I'm afraid... will really be deposed.

Fortunately, Queen Wei had another promising child, the third prince who was also deeply loved by Emperor Yin. Unfortunately, the third prince was an "alien" among the Wei family and was really difficult to control. But even if the relationship between him and Queen Wei's mother and son No matter how divorced he is, he is still Queen Wei's biological son after all. If the prince is really deposed, the third prince will definitely become the last trump card in Queen Wei's hand.

And what Concubine Rou holds tightly in her hands is the Twelfth Prince. The Third Prince and the Twelfth Prince are so close, and they are brothers and sisters, but in the blink of an eye, they may meet one day in war.

Unexpectedly, Yue Wujiu's prophecy at the banquet that night came true, and the battle for the heir that he had speculated in his heart would come so quickly.

In the midst of all the commotion, Shi Xuanling had no interest in these court struggles. After receiving the reward, she did not want to waste time. When she was about to leave for the Taoist temple to take back her mother's body, she did not expect that another letter came from her. The handwritten letter was handed from the palace to her hands.

"Concubine Rou...want to see me?"

Shi Xuanling raised her head and looked at the palace maid who came to deliver the message, a little stunned. Next to her, Yue Wujiu held a sword in both hands, which was not surprising.

After all, Shi Xuanling was kind to Concubine Rou and she was Princess Zhaoyin’s daughter-in-law. Emperor Yun valued Princess Zhaoyin so much. Concubine Rou, as his pillow, could not have known that the prince might be deposed soon. The situation was changing rapidly. Concubine Rou and Concubine The Twelve Princes are at a very delicate critical moment.

Therefore, whether she was trying to win over him or simply wanted to express her gratitude to her benefactor, it was reasonable to summon Shi Xuanling.

The handwriting on the handwriting is elegant and somewhat cold-hearted. It was written by Concubine Rou. She wanted to invite Shi Xuanling to go to the ancient temple in the western suburbs to offer incense and pray for blessings, and to take the twelfth prince to solemnly thank her in person.

At that time, she will personally ask the abbot for two peace charms, one for the twelfth prince and the other for Shi Xuanling. Concubine Rou's "big battle" made Shi Xuanling a little bit at a loss. She subconsciously looked at Yue Wujiu and said hesitantly:

"Ayue, should I go?"

"do you want to go?"

"I..." Shi Xuanling didn't know how to make a decision. She was about to leave for Taoism to see her mother-in-law. Should she accept Concubine Rou's invitation at this time?

Her eyes fell on Concubine Rou's handwriting. Through the elegant handwriting, she seemed to see the cluster of fireflies dancing in the summer night, just like she had seen countless times in the Qingli Mountains. That way.

Her heartstrings moved inexplicably, and she nodded involuntarily, muttering to herself and making a decision: "Going to the ancient temple to pray will only delay a day or two at most. I'd better go see...that gentle firefly."

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Qionghua Temple has been standing for hundreds of years. It is located deep in the western suburbs of the imperial city. Although it is a bit old and simple, it is not a big royal temple. However, it is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the sound of Zen is lingering. It is a quiet place.

The abbot of the temple was also a sage in the art of piano, and Concubine Rou was half a piano master. From time to time, Concubine Rou would bring the twelve princes to the Qionghua Temple to bathe, fast, burn incense and pray for blessings.

When Shi Xuanling got off the carriage, the ancient bell in the temple was ringing and chiming, the birds in the forest were flapping their wings and scattering, and the sun was shining through the mottled branches and leaves, dyeing the corners of the girl's long hair and skirt with a layer of gold.

Shi Xuanling narrowed her eyes in comfort and took a deep breath of the fragrance of the vegetation in the forest. She didn't know why, she felt very comfortable when she came here, and her body and mind seemed to be relaxed.

"Ah Yue, I'm going in to see Concubine Rou. Are you sure you want to wait for me here instead of going in together?"

Yue Wu Jiu was leaning on the carriage, holding a sword in both hands, with a tall and straight figure. The sunlight in the forest hit him, making him even more handsome and elegant.

He shook his head and said softly: "No, I am a man after all. It is not convenient for me to meet Rou Fei in private. I will wait for you outside this temple, waiting for you... to go home together."

Hearing those last four words, Shi Xuanling didn't know why, but soft ripples suddenly appeared in her heart. Her light-colored pupils stared at Yue Wujiu, and she couldn't help but stretched out her hand and hooked the young man's little finger.

She came closer to him, her two slender fingers intertwined in the sunshine, and the bell on her wrist swayed in the wind. There was silence and tranquility between heaven and earth.

When Yue Wujiu didn't understand why, Shi Xuanling stood up on tiptoes and pecked him on the face.

"Okay, I will go home with Ayue."

After saying that, Shi Xuanling turned around with a smile, and when he was about to leave, he was grabbed back by the young man behind him.

Under the sky, Yue Wujiu hugged Shi Xuanling's slender waist with one hand, lowered his head and touched her face. His warm breath lingered in her ears, and his voice was low and slow, seeming to have some kind of bewitchment. General:
"Why don't we try again tonight...?"