The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 484 Seeing the Big Python Again
In the dark study room, Song Qingshan and Song Xieyu sat and stood one by one, the room was deserted, and the light and shadow outside the window was projected on Song Xieyu's jade-like face from time to time, the atmosphere was a little inexplicably stagnant for a while.

Outside the courtyard, Jiang Zhong hurriedly ran over from the middle courtyard, with his head down, walking in a hurry.

"My lord."

Song Qingshan turned around from the window, saw Jiang Zhong, took a step forward uncontrollably, and pursed his lips: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Zhong took a look at Song Xieyu, who was sitting motionless on the seat, but stared at him with a pair of clear eyes, a smile burst out on his fair face, and he said a little excitedly: "It's done! It's done!"

"Among the villagers who were buried alive, there was a family of hunters whose son was Yuan Xing. He escaped unharmed because he hunted a clear-eyed tiger in the mountains. He came back early, before the prince's men could hide their tails. It was discovered that something was wrong, and our people told him the truth."

"Now, he has handed over the blood book of thousands of people to His Majesty."

Jiang Zhong said so much, I have to say that Yuan Xing is also a ruthless character, he encountered many chases and kills along the way, he just came to Beijing after a narrow escape, and when he saw His Majesty, he had no good skin all over his body.

The blood book written by thousands of people has always been regarded as an ominous omen, which can pass through the destiny, ruin the feng shui of a dynasty, and cause the dynasty to overthrow.

Song Qingshan naturally understood that the person who came to hand over the blood book would not end well, so he naturally didn't ask any more questions, and looked at Song Xieyu with complicated eyes: "Yu'er, from now on, I have to rely on you alone."

Song Xieyu nodded, the carriage outside the mansion had been waiting for a long time, Song Xieyu came out and carried her to the palace.

Emperor Jing'an was sitting in the Hall of Fu'an, with the blood book in front of him, his face could not be seen to be happy or angry, his eyes were constantly changing emotions, and anger and suspicion kept churning in them.

He Cheng looked over from a distance, and could only see blood in his eyes, churning violently on the white paper, his eyes burned for a moment, and he quickly bowed his head.

"The prince is still kneeling outside?"

He Cheng hurried forward and replied respectfully: "Yes."

Emperor Jing'an threw the blood book in front of him aside, fixed his gaze on the soup cup in He Cheng's hand, frowned, with a displeased expression: "What are you holding in your hand?"

He Cheng's heart trembled, and he could already hear Emperor Jing'an's displeasure. This is the father and son quarreling to vent their anger on him?Without further ado, he knelt down and quickly explained: "Your Majesty, Concubine Min Gui just sent this, you ask this old slave to carry it first, and drink it after it cools down."

After he finished explaining, he hurriedly said loudly: "It happens to be lukewarm now, Your Majesty, would you like soup now?"

The tone was respectful, as if he didn't hear Emperor Jing'an's anger at all, he raised the soup cup above his head with both hands.

After waiting for a while, Emperor Jing'an spoke again, his tone much calmer than before: "Bring it to moisten my mouth."

He Cheng deftly poured the soup from the soup cup into a small bowl, he was relieved, he didn't want to be such a punching bag, between the crown prince and His Majesty, after all, they are father and son, and now His Majesty will not be angry no matter how angry he is. He would cut off the crown prince's head, but whoever was angry with him would be in vain, and He Cheng would naturally not want to be this cannon fodder himself.

"Concubine Min's soup is pretty good." Emperor Jing'an took a few sips and praised.

Seeing that Emperor Jing'an looked good, He Cheng considered the words in his heart: "Concubine Min has been with Your Majesty for so many years, so naturally she has a lot of understanding of your tastes, and she is the most attentive."

Emperor Jing'an put down the small bowl in his hand. He was not in good health this year, and Concubine Min's soup and water were delivered intermittently for a year. All the women in the palace have done this kind of intimate trick, but it is only a 3-minute heat , but for the sake of fighting for favor, no one can have the perseverance of Concubine Min, so she seems to be extra hardworking.

"Going around Li's Palace, I haven't seen her for a long time."

He Cheng nodded, and quietly gave a wink to the apprentice at the side. The little eunuch was brought out by He Cheng, so he naturally understood what he meant, and immediately retreated calmly.

Half an hour later, Emperor Jing'an arrived at Concubine Min's palace, as soon as he entered, he felt that today was different from the past: "Why don't you see Concubine Min come to welcome you today?"

When Mrs. Li enters the palace, she has always been the most polite and gentle. Every time he comes, she will stand at the gate of the palace to meet him. in front of the door.

He Cheng paused for a moment, then smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you came too suddenly, the servant and others have not had time to notify Concubine Min."

Emperor Jing'an suddenly laughed, it was rare to be leisurely and elegant: "Then there is no need to send someone to inform, and there is no need to follow, I will go in alone."

He was quite curious about what Concubine Min would look like in private without being in front of him.

Taking a light step, Emperor Jing'an opened the door and walked in. The room was quiet, the beaded curtains were hanging down, and the wind outside the window brought in some fairy air and elegance.

Emperor Jing'an couldn't help laughing, he must be taking a nap inside, even the windows were not closed, the child has a temperament, and he is not afraid of catching a cold.

For a moment, he felt bad, ready to scare her, but just as he raised the corner of the gauze, he saw a python rushing towards him with its teeth and claws.

"what!"

Emperor Jing'an was so frightened that he fell backwards and fell to the ground. He Cheng heard that something was wrong outside, and hurried in, asking loudly while running.

"Your Majesty! What's the matter?"

When he entered, he saw Concubine Min and Princess Changle squatting beside His Majesty, so he finally stopped.

"The python...there is a python inside...it is here to kill me! It must be here to kill me!" Emperor Jing'an held Concubine Min's hand, his whole body seemed to be scared out of his wits. High coercion?

Concubine Min Gui didn't rush to speak, her eyes signaled He Cheng and the others to go out.

This is the imperial palace, how could a python crawl in?Everyone present thought that His Majesty was suffering from hysteria, and with the presence of Concubine Min and Princess Changle, He Cheng led everyone back out.

Concubine Min held Emperor Jing'an half in her arms, and patted him on the back lightly. If Emperor Jing'an was in his prime, she might blame Concubine Min for ruining his face. gave him great comfort.

Seeing that everyone had retreated, Concubine Min said softly: "Your Majesty, there is no python, you are mistaken."

"You are the son of heaven, with God's blessing, those evil spirits can't get close to you."

Emperor Jing'an couldn't listen to anything now, staring at the yarn as if he was staring at some kind of ghost and ghost who came to claim his life.

Seeing Song Xieyu reaching out to lift the curtain, Emperor Jing'an suddenly struggled violently: "No! Don't open it! Don't let it out!"

It wasn't enough for the python to torment him in his dream, but now he even came out to eat him!Obviously he has locked Xie Chu up and put a spell on him to suppress him, so why does the boa constrictor still refuse to let him go?
(End of this chapter)