The cold noodle emperor and the pretty princess

A young prisoner in green clothes stepped forward quickly, knelt down in front of the young King Ping's gate and said in panic, "His Royal Highness calm down, Proton has always been afraid of blood, I hope His Highness will be merciful and let this servant send Proton back to Beiyuan to recuperate first."

"A dignified prince of the Su Kingdom is afraid of blood? It's really shameful to be like a mother." Zhao Yuanting, that is, General Zhao, who was not allowed to be released by the young King Ping, was about twenty years old. A handsome man with a contemptuous expression on his brows and eyes.This person is Zhao Kang'an, one of the three lords in the court, the eldest son of Mr. Zhao's family. He was named Hussar General at the age of 20. He is one of the few young talents in the younger generation.

The young Ping Wang Xu didn't want to see Su Guo's proton as a coward, so he waved his hands carelessly and said impatiently, "You send the proton back first, so as not to spoil the lonely king's elegance here."

"Yaxing? What Yaxing? It's murderous cruelty and violence! It's disrespect to His Royal Highness Cheng Wang! It's disrespect to the emperor! It's disrespect to the Queen Mother! It's contempt for all the subjects of the world!"

The young King Ping's complexion changed, and everyone turned their heads together, staring dumbfounded at the little baby who hurried forward with short legs.

King Ping stretched out his hand to compare the height difference between himself and the little baby, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he looked at her with a funny expression.

"Just now...you were talking to the lonely king?"

"It's Ben Gong!" Yun Qin looked back at the prince who hadn't recovered from the shock and dumbfounded with a contemptuous expression.

Tian'er was also frightened into a fool. She turned her head and remembered to kneel down. With a plop, she knelt hard and stammered, "My lord, my lord, forgive me, forgive my sin! This is... the imperial concubine!"

"You are Yin Ruqin, the daughter of the prime minister whom the emperor married the day before yesterday?" The young King Ping looked her up and down in disbelief, and did not forget to ask again, "Just now...you were the one talking to me just now?"

"My lord is really ridiculous." Yun Qin's indifferent and cold expression was shown on that little baby's face, which seemed particularly out of tune.

"When you are my palace, are you talking to the air?"

"You..." the young King Ping said angrily, "You...what did you say? You said the lonely king was cruel? You said that the lonely king was disrespectful to the three emperor brothers, the emperor, and the queen mother? What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Whether this palace is talking nonsense, the prince himself knows better than anyone else!" Yunqin looked at him with a sneer, "This group of crown princes who have perished are escorted back to Beijing by His Royal Highness Cheng Wang! Naturally, they will be handed over to the emperor and the queen mother." Decided! But now, the lord can't help but start killing, and he doesn't hesitate to turn the imperial palace garden into a bloody Shura field! The lord may not have gone too far! If His Royal Highness wants to execute these criminal slaves, he can start killing them early in the morning, why bother? Do you want to send it back to the capital of Chu?"

The young King Ping stared in disbelief, looking down at the little doll who held his head up and his chest up and stared up at him angrily. . . .