The Six Palaces of Favorites: The Black-bellied Emperor's Cold Concubine

Chapter 419 Who Killed The Killer (2)
Jinxiu and Yun Lan hurriedly helped her to sit on a clean rock. Given Yun Lan's calm temperament, the hands supporting her were shaking uncomfortably, "Mother, no matter who is going to harm you this time, even if the emperor is willing to Forgive me, the empress must not swallow her anger anymore, their methods are too cruel, it is simply unreasonable!"

Qingchen sneered silently, the burning fire not far away danced in a pair of cold eyes, it seemed that even his eyes were burning red, "If I tolerate them again, I think I have lived too long."

Every word was full of bone-biting hatred, and she didn't understand until now that many times, the changes in the rest of a person's life after a catastrophe are all forced by those vicious methods.

Xiao Jun was reviewing the memorial in the Imperial Study Room at this time, when suddenly Liu An came rushing in, forgot even the rules, and plopped down on the ground, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Xiao Jun didn't raise her head, but frowned slightly, and Fu Quan who was at the side scolded: "Bold, have you forgotten the rules before the emperor? How can you be so flustered?"

Liu An replied with a bitter face: "Your Majesty, the little nun in the Buddhist hall said back and forth that the main hall collapsed and a fire broke out, and the concubine Rong and the two maids who were close to her were buried inside."

"What did you say?!" If the thunder from the blue sky rang in his ears, the cinnabar pen in Xiao Jun's hand suddenly pressed on the memorial, leaving a mass of red stains, and he stood up suddenly. Still in a state of rage, she collapsed on the chair again in the dark, "You, tell me again... Concubine Rong, what's wrong with her?"

As if he couldn't believe it, but his face was already pale, Liu An flinched, and then repeated stammeringly: "Buddha, the main hall of the Buddhist hall suddenly collapsed, and the concubine Rong couldn't come out, she was buried inside. .”

I have never been so afraid of anything before, my heart has been sinking, but there is such a sliver of luck as if unwilling to be reconciled, the emperor's hand is tightly grasping the armrest of the red sandalwood dragon chair, and the veins on his hand are protruding as if they are about to burst When I came out, I obviously wanted to get up, but my legs and feet didn't listen to me.

Fuquan saw the holy intention, and hurriedly waved his hands and told Liu An, "Hurry up and pass on the imperial chariot."

"Yes, the slave will go here."

Liu An glanced at the emperor with his lips tightly pursed again, seeing that his face was blue and his eyes were a little dull, he seemed to hold his breath and braced himself to compete with himself, he didn't dare to stay for a long time and hurriedly ran away Going out, Liu An came to serve the imperial court not long ago, this is the first time seeing the emperor lose his composure like this.

Fu Quan helped him step out of the threshold carefully, maybe the threshold of the Imperial Study Room was a bit high, the emperor staggered and almost tripped, Fu Quan screamed out of fright, and only with all his strength did he hold him steady.

The little eunuch who raised his shoulders knew that the matter was urgent, and ran forward with all his strength, but the emperor kept urging, "Hurry up, hurry up!" Fear and helplessness, he wished he could fly over immediately.When he felt that he could leave, he ordered the driver to stop, and ran towards the Buddhist hall by himself, "Chen'er, wait for me, I'm here to save you...you must hold on, wait a little longer Wait for me..."

There are several long-burning lamps in the Buddhist hall, and the two lamps that pray for the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager alone contain more than 200 catties of lamp oil.

(End of this chapter)