Lord, your mask fell off

Chapter 137 Your Majesty's Heart Is Crooked

The rainy and majestic world seems to be covered with clouds of fog, and the distant scenery cannot be seen clearly.

Under the dark night, Kyoto is even more shrouded in darkness.

On the night of the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, His Majesty's beloved prince was assassinated, and His Royal Highness was summoned into the palace overnight.

The ministers and families who came back from the palace banquet were all panicked.

One is the first prince who has many achievements, and the other is the beloved prince who is much loved.

No matter which one of the accidents happened, it would cause chaos in the Xixuan Dynasty.

This night is destined to be restless.

No one can sleep peacefully.

No one dares to indulge and sing.

No one is in the mood to celebrate.

Because it is possible that overnight, in the imperial city, the world will be turned upside down.

All eyes were on the heavily guarded palace, and everyone's thoughts were on the closed palace gate.

Because they know that once the palace door is opened, good or bad news will come out, which will herald the trend.

The matter of setting up the crown prince has been discussed in full swing these two days, but it is very likely that the fire will stop there.

This night is destined to be sleepless.

Xi Ning changed several teacups, but his master put his hands on the table with his hands clasped, his eyes glazed over, and he had no thought of resting or drinking tea.

The master has maintained this posture for more than an hour. No matter how much I persuade her, she is unwilling to rest, so she can only give up and stand quietly by the side, waiting with her master.

"Is the gate of the mansion not locked?" Chu Qingyan asked suddenly.

Xining quickly replied, "No, Steward Bai obeyed the master's order and sent someone to guard the door. If anyone calls the door, he will open it immediately, so as not to miss the prince's return."

Only then did Chu Qingyan feel relieved, and said, "Remember to keep the ginger soup in the kitchen warm. If His Highness comes back, you can drink it while it's hot. The rain is so heavy, so you should be careful not to catch a cold."

Xi Ning felt a little sad when she heard the words, tears almost fell down, but she immediately replied, "Sister Huang Yi took care of her and said that she would keep the ginger soup warm until the prince returns."

Ever since she came back, the master has been talking about these things, she felt a little bit sorry for him, she really hoped that the prince would come back soon, so that the master would rest from worrying.

Although she knows that once the palace door is locked, it will be difficult to open it again, although she has already made the earth spirit and fire spirit do double preparations, but the big ice cube promised her that she will come back, so she will wait for his return with the most optimistic heart .

Turning to look at the growing storm, the raindrops crazily hitting the window made crackling noises, her heart went up and down, and suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if someone was stabbing her with a needle. Like her own heart, she couldn't help covering her chest and frowning, as if the bad feeling was getting stronger and stronger.

"Little Princess!" Huo Ling's voice suddenly penetrated the sound of rain and reached her ears.

Chu Qingyan stood up immediately, her eyes fell on the door, just as Huo Ling's body rushed in quickly.

"What's so panicking?" Huo Ling, who always had a playful smile, now had a somewhat urgent expression, which made her feel intensely uneasy.

"The news came from the palace just now that the master was punished by His Majesty to kneel!" Huo Ling held back his anger and gritted his teeth.

"What?" Chu Qingyan couldn't help taking a step back, looking at Huo Ling incredulously, "Is this news accurate?"

Huo Ling nodded with difficulty, "This is from Chaoyang Palace, there is no mistake."

"Where are you kneeling?" Her voice was very low.

"Mingchen Hall, the gate of the palace where the Fourth Prince lives." Huo Ling clenched his fists and said angrily.

When Chu Qingyan heard the words, she turned her head and looked at the crazy heavy rain outside, her eyes became hot, the rain was so heavy, and the wind was so cold, she didn't know if the big ice cube could bear it.

"Why?" Her voice trembled.

Huo Ling gritted his teeth and said, "The fourth prince was assassinated, His Majesty took his anger out on the master, and made him kneel as punishment without further explanation. Moreover, this is not the first time."

"Not the first time?" There was surprise in her voice.

"Yes, many years ago, when the fourth prince was just born, the master was very young at that time, and accidentally made the fourth prince cry, and His Majesty made him kneel as a punishment. It was the first time that the master put on a mask. The prince came to visit the palace, saw the mask on the master's face, and cried in fright, His Majesty was angry, and made the master kneel for punishment, and..." At this point, Huo Ling couldn't continue, only a cold sigh remained.

He didn't want to tell the little princess at first, but after thinking about it, if the master cares about her so much, she should let her know more about him and care more about him, because the master has been alone for too long.

Chu Qingyan pursed her lips, anger hovered in her eyes, her heart ached, when the fourth prince was born, Big Ice was only a half-grown child, and when she put on the mask, Big Ice had just escaped from the sea of ​​fire and was born , the Emperor Xixuan really managed to get physically and mentally damaged!
Emperor Xixuan really went too far, it was useless to be a father.

These things were obviously not intentional, but in his eyes, the Fourth Prince was his treasure, no matter who bumped against him, he would never forgive him.

In fact, Emperor Xixuan's heart is crooked!

The big ice block is not so cold since childhood, it should be in childhood, being hurt again and again, the ice will continue to accumulate, and it will become the frozen person of the current ice.

The so-called freezing three feet is not a day's cold, so it is!
But she didn't think so much, she just wanted the big ice cube to come back soon, such a cold night, such icy rain, he was kneeling in the impersonal palace, and when she thought of that scene, her heart ached.

That tall, god of war who seemed like nothing could defeat him.

That His Royal Highness who is always cold but softer than others.

That big ice cube who was always fierce to her, but softened his tone every time under her coquettish eyes.

She was reluctant to leave him alone in such a cold world.

She regretted it, if she had insisted on following at that time, then he would not have faced the loneliness of the reunion night alone.

If she persisted a little longer, or acted like a baby, maybe he would soften his heart.

But this God does not make people regret, and there is no if.

The night passed slowly.

The rain gradually subsided.

It was slowly getting brighter.

Sitting withered on the couch, Chu Qingyan looked up at the dissipated dark clouds, and the morning sun slowly revealed its light through the haze.

The day begins again.

On weekdays, she always welcomes the beginning of a new day with a good mood, but at this moment, she is extremely hopeful that the day will be brighter later, and the new day will come later.

Just when the sky turned pale, Tu Ling walked in with a serious face.

"The news came from the palace just now that the master has been imprisoned in a prison."

The cup in his hand slipped and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Chu Qingyan stared at the wet ground, the scattered tea leaves, and the fragments that Xi Ning came to clean up with an exclamation, in a daze.

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(End of this chapter)