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Chapter 1968 [Shangxie] Xuan Yiwei
Every single word was bitten and splashed out with murderous intent.

As the pages of the overturned table were silently split apart in mid-air, the atmosphere in the hall was on the verge of breaking out.

The emperor lowered his eyelids at this time, and slowly clapped his hands.

After the crisp applause stopped, footsteps quickly approached from outside the door, gradually surrounding the entire side hall, and then a man in black with a brocade belt walked into the hall, almost filling most of the side hall.

The pale-faced Chang Sun Chi smiled, looked at Chang Sun Qingzhao coldly and tiredly, and said calmly before the crowd,
"Today the regent seems to be drunk, and he broke into the Zichen Palace without authorization. I have no power to restrain the chicken, and I really can't invite the prince out of the palace, so I ask you to do it for me."

Qing Ze, dressed in black, half knelt down,
"Xuan Yiwei takes orders."

Then he stood up, looked at Changsun Qingzhao with a half-smile and an incomparably cold look,
"Regent, please."

A cold cry resounded throughout the hall,

"Regent, please—"

Those black-clothed guards stared at Chang Sun Qingzhao expressionlessly, with their hands on their waists in a posture ready to draw their swords at any time.

This is the first time that Xuanyiwei, who had disappeared for a long time, reappeared under the sun after many years. Before that, everyone thought that the most loyal guards of the royal family died long ago when the emperor first fought. On the battlefield of Gumo.

Chang Sun Qing watched the scene in front of him.

Standing in front of a group of black-clothed guards, the emperor in a red robe with wide sleeves looked thin and even weak, but when he raised his eyes lazily and indifferently, he revealed an indestructible and piercing soul like steel.

Not because of his physical condition, nor because of his situation, that's something that's really ingrained in his bones.

Belongs to an emperor, belongs to a general who once galloped on the battlefield, and also belongs to a wanton boy who has never been defeated in the world.

Chang Sun Chi slowly withdrew his gaze, and took a last look at Xia Fuyi who was still standing on the couch.

The girl's attention had long been on the emperor.

Those dark and pure eyes reflected the emperor dressed in red, as if holding her heart and soul, extremely focused and hot.

Zhang Sun Qingzhao was stabbed by that gaze, he raised his foot indifferently, and walked towards the outside of the hall under the eyes of a crowd of black-clothed guards, his footsteps were still graceful, when he passed by Chang Sun Chi, he stopped for a moment, his voice was laughing and his tone was loose road,

"Your Majesty is beyond my expectation. With so many hole cards, I don't know which one to take first."

Lian Tang on the side squinted his eyes, almost couldn't help gushing out his anger and was about to speak up, but Qing Ze secretly stopped him.

Changsun Chi lowered his eyes indifferently, until Changsun Qing saw Zichen Palace, he glanced at Qingze, who nodded knowingly, and led a group of Xuanyi guards to exit Zichen Palace silently.

The palace door was closed behind him, the emperor didn't have time to look up at Xia Fuyi, he clenched his fist to his lips, and coughed suppressedly.

The voice was urgent and painful, but there was a layer of indifference on the surface.

It was as if the sound that was about to cough out his lungs was not made by himself.

Xia Fuyi threw Long Yuan away and jumped down on the bed, rushed to his side in a hurry, circled around him a little bit at a loss, and then asked stiffly,

"Should I ask Lian Tang to boil the medicine?"

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"……no need."

The eldest grandson Chi Leng choked out a response indifferently, and then walked slowly towards the window.

(End of this chapter)