The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 707
Chonghua Palace.

Xie Chu looked in the direction of Fu'an Hall, his expression was partially obscured by the night.

He Cheng stood behind Xie Chu with his hands down, a wrinkled face showed some unexplained pity.

"He went?"

He Cheng's voice was dull and old in the twilight: "Your Highness is like a god."

Xie Chu was so excited by He Cheng's words that he couldn't help sneering.For the first time, he felt that these four words were not good words.

"That's all, everything is God's will, self-inflicted, can't live."

He Cheng is also a fine man, after hearing what Xie Chu said, he immediately understood what he meant, saluted Xie Chu, and stepped back out of the Chonghua Palace, hiding in the night.

Holding the knife he was carrying, Yang Jin stood behind Xie Chu, and it took a long time to hear Xie Chu's cold and deep voice: "Report a letter and take it to the Internet cafe."

Yang Jin had expected such a day earlier, but when this day really came, she suddenly felt a little dazed.

It took a long time to react, and retreated.

Inside the sleeping hall of Fu'an Hall, Xie Yang was holding a bowl of yellow-black soup in his hand, looking at the elderly man lying on the bed with a complicated expression.

After a while, he took off his robe and sat on the edge of the bed. He held the bowl in his left hand, and stirred the soup in the bowl with a spoon in his right. After a while, an unpleasant smell of medicine dissipated.

"Royal father, if you are awake, I am afraid that you have already yelled at my son at this time?"

Liu Qing stood aside, looking at his nose, nose and heart, and only regarded himself as an ornament in the hall. Xie Yang was still wearing the black robe that he wore during the day, and his profile was serene and gentle, without his usual hostility.

When he arrived at Emperor Jing'an's bed, all his anxiety and urgency disappeared suddenly, and it was rare for him to have the patience to talk to Emperor Jing'an.

"Father, my son has reserved his career for these years, and he has sat on the prince's seat for nearly 20 years. You said, why don't you delegate power?"

Xie Yang muttered to himself in a soft voice, as if he was chatting with others, but the speed of stirring with the spoon held in his right hand was constantly accelerating, and the friction sound from the bottom of the spoon and the bottom of the bowl was extremely ear-piercing, inaudible at first, Later, the strength became stronger and stronger, and Liu Qing, who was listening, also felt unbearably anxious, and his toes began to grab the ground.

Not long after, there was a sudden crisp sound, and the spoon in Xie Yang's hand was broken in half by his force.

The cracked porcelain spoon cut a long bloody gash on the back of Xie Yang's hand. Liu Qing raised his head, just in time to see the scarlet viscous liquid seeping out of this gash, and his heartbeat seemed to jump out.

"His Royal Highness, your hand..."

Xie Yang casually threw the spoon in his hand on the round table beside him, and casually took a piece of handkerchief to wrap up the wound on his hand. During the bandaging process, blood oozing from the back of his hand was scratched, It landed on the corner of his black robe, and quickly disappeared into the fabric, making it hard to see.

Seeing that Xie Yang showed no sign of wanting to help, Liu Qing retreated awkwardly, his right eyelid kept twitching, always feeling flustered.

Seeing blood beforehand is not a good sign.

But these frustrating words must never be uttered. If it doesn't work, the prince will not like him. If it really works, the prince will be the first to kill him to vent his anger.

After bandaging his hands, he suddenly heard the noise outside. Liu Qing is now a frightened bird, and any movement can aggravate his panic.

Xie Yang looked dignified, but he was still calm. He glanced at Liu Qing, and Liu Qing went out to check without saying a word.

Not long after, Liu Qing came back in a hurry, with a panicked expression: "His Royal Highness, outside... is the Third Prince, He Cheng and Xiao Shunzi are blocking him, but the Third Prince insists on breaking in."

Xie Yang half-closed his Ruifeng eyes dangerously, sat on the edge of the bed, turned his head suddenly, and stared at Emperor Jing'an on the bed with hesitation.

Just now... He seems to have seen Emperor Jing An open his eyes?

Staring fixedly at Emperor Jing'an's face, nothing unusual could be seen, Xie Yang unconsciously clenched his hands tightly wrapped in a veil, blood soon oozes from the white veil.

Is it really the illusion that he was too nervous?
Liu Qing stood in front of Xie Yang and was blocked by Xie Yang. He couldn't see the movement of Emperor Jing'an, only the change of Xie Yang's expression.

After waiting for a long while but unable to wait for Xie Yang's order, Liu Qing cautiously asked again: "His Royal Highness, what should the Third Prince do?"

Attracted by Liu Qing's voice, Xie Yang pinched his eyebrows: "Drive people away."

Liu Qing hesitated to speak, but seeing Xie Yang's impatient expression, he still didn't dare to say anything, turned around and left the palace gate.

He Cheng was still persuasively persuading: "Third Highness, Your Majesty is still awake, if you have anything to do, just go to the Empress, and the Empress will naturally help Third Highness to decide for you."

However, Xie Ling didn't give He Cheng a thin face, and stood straight on the spot, staring at Liu Qing who came out of the palace: "The prince can go in to visit the emperor, why does Eunuch He only stop me?"

He Cheng was speechless for a while when asked by Xie Ling. Before he could think of a way to respond, Xie Ling pushed him away and walked in: "Since the prince is here, I don't have to look far away. The prince supervises the country. I will find the prince. It's much easier than finding the queen mother."

He Cheng was old and couldn't keep up with his legs and feet. Seeing that he couldn't stop Xie Ling, his face turned pale. Fortunately, Xiao Shunzi who was standing next to him had quick eyes and quick hands, and hugged Xie Ling's waist, restraining Xie Ling's steps: "Third Highness , please don’t embarrass the slaves, let’s go back..."

Seeing the commotion here, Liu Qing took a deep look at Xie Ling. After all, he trotted into the hall, but Liu Qing didn't see it. After he turned around, Xie Ling suddenly calmed down, and his dark eyes did not cause any waves. , where is the stubborn look just now?
Seeing Liu Qing running back again, Xie Yang already guessed the ending: "What? He won't leave?"

Liu Qing sighed, feeling even more worried in his heart: "His Royal Highness, the Third Prince is making such a fuss, the servant is afraid that the noise will be too loud, so I will attract some eyeliner."

Although the ups and downs have been arranged, no one will come over, but it is not afraid of [-], just in case, once someone catches the prince's handle, there will be endless troubles.

Xie Yang stared in the direction of the palace gate, as if he could see Xie Ling through the layers of palace walls. After a while, his stern face suddenly relaxed, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and spoke in a daze.

"Since he doesn't want to go, let him in."

Liu Qing raised his head fiercely to let the third prince in?With the third prince's astuteness, as long as he took a look at the situation in the room, he might have a general idea in his heart.

What is His Highness the Crown Prince thinking when he let the Third Prince in?
Xie Yang seemed to be aware of Liu Qing's thoughts, and his tone was cold: "Since he is an orphan brother, there are some things, he will naturally have to express his opinion."

(End of this chapter)