Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 303 – The Art of Death
East Palace.

Originally, Prince Sikong Nianqing's diet and daily life were all done by Emperor Yunlie, Sikong Que himself.

But due to Sikong Que's recent injury, and many trivial matters in the court that Sikong Que needs to deal with, and the prince is gradually sensible.

So under Sikong Nianqing's own strong request, Sikong Que had no choice but to order someone to clean up the vacant East Palace and let the prince live in it.

And the reason why Sikong Nianqing was so persistent in moving away from his father's Zhaoming Palace was largely due to Hu Yan's light eyebrows. As the saying goes, the emperor is far away from the mountains, and far away water cannot save the near fire!

At this time, Sikong Nianqing was eating grapes leisurely with his legs crossed, without spitting out the grape skins.

"Do you know what it means to be unresponsive every day and unresponsive to the earth?"

"Hey! She is a living example!"

Sikong Nianqing swallowed the grapes whole, pointed to the chow chow he was raising in the distance to chase after him, Hu Yan frowned, and said triumphantly to several confidant prince companions.

After successfully getting a group of companions who were similar to his age, he squinted his peach blossom eyes and looked very contented.

But soon the cozy atmosphere was broken by a familiar discordant voice.

"Confucius said to achieve benevolence, and Meng said to obtain righteousness. Your Highness, a man and a man, how could he make things difficult for a generation of women for no reason, let alone that maidservant is still disabled!"

Sikong Nianqing blocked her ears, very annoyed, here she comes again!The nerd!I knew that he would say a lot of great truths about Confucius and Mencius in front of him day in and day out.

"Tai Chengyi! If you are not a good buddy of this palace! Even if you have ten heads, it is not enough for this palace to cut off!"

"Your Highness! My task is to advise His Highness at any time on what to do and what not to do! Zi said..."

Sikong Nianqing covered his ears tightly, but Tai Chengyi's magic spell was still piercing into his ears non-stop!

"Your Highness! If you continue to be willful, I will report to His Majesty!"

Tai Chengyi pretended to be old-fashioned and shook his head, and was about to walk out of the hall.

"Stop, stop, stop! Ben Gong is really afraid of you! Feng Yang, take Maodou down!"

"promise!"

After Prince Yingwei Fengyang took the barking Chow Chow away, Hu Yan Qingmei, who was chased by the Chow like a lost dog, immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

She was sweating profusely and sat on the ground exhausted. It was not difficult to deal with a Chow Chow. As long as she flicked her sleeve lightly, the self-defense lancet could easily cut the neck of the Chow Chow. Department of aorta.

But it can be seen that Prince Sikong Nianqing is very fond of this chow chow named Maodou, she doesn't want to hurt anything around him, even every plant and tree.

"Useless slave! Get off!"

"promise!"

As if she had been pardoned, she had to know that since entering the East Palace at noon, until now when the palace gate was about to be locked, she hadn't even had a drop of water, let alone had dinner!
At this time, her already hungry chest was pressed against her back, and her lips were dry and frizzy.After Huyan Qingmei left, the servant went into the hall to report to Sikong Nianqing:

"Your Highness! Battle Commander, please see me!"

"It's Aunt Zhan! Hurry up and invite her into the palace! Hurry up! Get the gift I brought back!"

"Le Ju! You are back! Have you missed your aunt? Come on! Let my aunt kiss!"

It was Zhanying who came, and in the second month after Li Qingmei left, she was appointed as the commander of the imperial army by decree of Sikong Que.

She didn't want to accept the [-] imperial guards who governed the capital and the imperial palace, but when she saw Sikong Nianqing who was still in her infancy, and thought of Sister Mei who died young, her heart softened and she agreed.

"Le Ju! Look who this is?"

"Auntie Bustard! Hey, what fragrant wind brought you here!"

Sikong Nianqing broke free from Zhanying's arms, turned around and jumped into Jananfeng's arms, and smacked her cheek.

Tonight, Jananfeng dressed up like a good family, she dotingly held up the little bun in her arms, seeing his cute giggling appearance, she couldn't help showing a hearty laugh.

"Is that bloated maid just now that Huyan Qingmei?"

Zhanying's temperament has always been straightforward and not procrastinating, and she did not hide the disgust she showed when she mentioned Huyan Qingmei's name in her tone.

"It's not her who else!"

"Auntie! I want to kill someone!"

Zhan Ying and Jian Nanfeng suddenly had black lines all over their heads, and they looked at each other. This Le Ju and his tyrannical father are really carved out of the same mold!
"That! Le Ju! Why can't you just let your mother's kindness go? You must know that intelligence is a talent, but kindness is a choice. You can't move or die, you are too unskilled content!"

"Killing without seeing blood, making the opponent feel that death is a kind of relief, this is the kingly way!"

"Your little bustard aunt is right! Don't be like your scumbag father! Otherwise, I will love you for nothing!"

Sikong Nianqing smiled awkwardly, these two aunts were not at odds with her father, but they loved him from the bottom of her heart.He can only be impartial, not taking sides.

"Le Ju! Listen to Aunt Zhan, we can't take the life of the Holy Empress for the time being, otherwise your father and the Dafeng Empire will be in trouble!"

"Think about it! She has a special status. Like your father, she is also the monarch of a country. If such an inexplicable death occurs in our gale, then it will be a diplomatic accident!"

"Do you want to see Dafeng fall into the flames of war for such a woman?"

"In no mood!"

Sikong Nianqing shook his head resolutely, he didn't know what a diplomatic accident was, but when he heard about the war, he felt panic in his heart.

"Let's find a way to make her retreat in spite of the difficulties, and leave your royal father and Gale in despair after making fun of herself!"

With her index finger in her mouth, Xiao Nianqing listened to the two aunts advise him. I have to say that when Zhan Ying and Jia Nanfeng get together, they always have different sparks of wisdom...

And Huyan Qingmei, who was gnawing on the cold, hard steamed buns in the servant's room, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

"Ah sneeze!"

"Who is scolding me?"

She touched her nose, feeling a little depressed, and then continued to concentrate on her dinner.

This little prince, Sikong Nianqing, is not bad in nature, but probably because of the loss of his mother at a young age, Sikong Que doted on this only son a little too much, and he developed a violent and indulgent temper.

"Hey! Who is that! Your Highness wants you to go to the Royal Garden to collect autumn dew at five o'clock tomorrow!"

The servant didn't know how to address her, but there was pity in his tone.

"promise!"

After she took the order, she greeted Sikong Que, the spoiled son of a loving father again. It's early winter, where did Bailu come from?Hoarfrost is almost the same, but there is a huge difference between frost and dew!
Qiulu is clear, but Qiushuang is turbid. This solar term made her go to Qiulu, obviously to punish her!

One must know that today Sikong Nianqing punished her not to eat dinner with the lame reason that she can't even shovel dog shit!

I don't know what new tricks are waiting for her punishment tomorrow?

She has already secretly decided that if this brat is really outrageous, she will use the bamboo sticks that she has already prepared to treat him to a good meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots!
(End of this chapter)