Tyrant I am from MI9

Chapter 244

"What?" Chu Li said in a deep voice, "Is there anything wrong?"

"No," Mingyuan replied quickly, still with his signature cold expression: "Also, Your Majesty said that Princess Wanfu would only live in Weichen's house for three months, and now three months have come, Weichen, right? Can we get her out?"

Chu Li frowned, and said, "Is she still unwilling to return to Daqin?"

"No," Ming Yuan said in a deep voice, "Weichen sent her back twice, but she ran back halfway. The last time Le Song personally escorted her back to Daqin, it was still useless. From what I see, King Qin doesn't want to restrain this younger sister at all."

Chu Li stretched out his slender fingers, rubbed his temples lightly, and said, "You can figure it out, and send it to someone's house to watch carefully when it's your turn, and don't mention this name in front of me in the future."

"My minister knows," Mingyuan Da Sima said, "The next one is Master Lin Mubai, I will inform him immediately."

"Also," Ming Yuan thought for a while, and finally said in a deep voice, "I have some bad news to tell His Majesty, I hope Your Majesty will be mentally prepared."

Chu Li was taken aback when he heard the words, then slowly raised his head, looked sharply at the face of his most trusted subject, and remained silent.

Ming Yuan cleared his throat, and said in a deep voice: "Xue Changge just returned to Shengdu, and I received a secret report from Shengdu."

Chu Li's face was gloomy, and he couldn't see what emotion he was holding. He held the white jade teacup in his hand, with a calm expression and a soothing voice, and said lightly: "Continue."

"More than a month ago, a sandstorm occurred on the edge of the Longya Desert. The ten centurions we sent were wiped out, and only fourteen came back alive. They searched in the desert for more than 20 days, but found nothing."

The air was quiet, and white smoke curled up from the incense burner in the corner, permeating the hall, and the aroma was overwhelming.The young emperor's expression was very calm, without the slightest disturbance, as if he had heard a very ordinary news, and he was not moved at all.

Mingyuan thought for a while, then said in a deep voice: "Last night we found Prince Qi's traces in the south of the city, and killed more than 50 of Prince Qi's subordinates, but unfortunately he escaped. According to the servants who came back, Prince Qi was killed at sea. The king of Jinan sank the warship and was rescued by a fisherman's daughter. Later, the fisherman's daughter was captured by him, imprisoned, and died in the fire that night. Presumably the previous letter was also fake."

Chu Li's expression remained unchanged, calm, and he said calmly, "Then how do you explain that jade plaque?"

"Forgive me to speak frankly. When Your Majesty was down in Eastern Qi, Qi An had seen your jade plaque more than once. With Eastern Qi's ingenious craftsmanship, it is not difficult to imitate one vividly."

"Then how did he know that I gave it away?"

"This..." Ming Yuan thought for a while, and said: "I must have learned from the master, and His Majesty also knows that the relationship between Miss Zhuang and Prince Qi is extraordinary. Besides, Xue Changge and the others saw Miss Zhuang being swept up by the sandstorm with their own eyes. If you leave, even if you are lucky enough to survive, there is no reason to come to Nanchu."

"Needless to say," Chu Li shook his head and said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty," Ming Yuan frowned, with a rare urgent tone, "Your Majesty does not want His Majesty to be deceived..."

"Okay," Chu Li said, "Am I still such a gullible person now? I know about this, so go down."

"His Majesty!"

"Go down,"

The hall gradually became quiet, and the sun outside was very bright. Chu Li was wearing a dark purple brocade robe with long dragons embroidered with thin threads on the sleeves. There was a faint light and shadow on the floor, and the birds outside were singing crisply, and the sound was like a melodious flute.His face is handsome, with sharp edges and corners, full of the majesty and majesty of a king, and his eyes, which have been through the world, are like a bottomless pool, which makes people never be able to explore the hidden things in it. However, such a pair of wise eyes At this moment, the eyes are gradually closed, and the brows are tightly frowned, making one almost guess how fierce the sharpness will be in those eyes at this moment.

Chu Li leaned slowly on the reclining chair, the gorgeous brocade robe was dragged on the floor, and one slender leg rested on the tiptoe table. The sunlight shone on his body through the gap of the slightly open window, leaving mottled marks on his body.

In the empty and quiet hall, inside the house with wooden floors, the figure of the man suddenly appeared so lonely and deserted.

That afternoon, Chu Li stayed in the hall all the time, maintaining that posture, without moving or speaking, no one knew what he was thinking.Except for the young Great Sima of the empire standing outside Ronghua Palace.

Looking at the western sky, he said slowly and calmly: "If it's really you, if you really escaped, then please don't come back."

During dinner, a servant knelt in front of the door of Weiyang Hall, lowered his head and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the songstress, the gift from Lord Song Luyang, is now outside the door, and has been inspected by the nuns of the grooming yard. How to arrange it, please show Your Majesty."

After an unknown amount of time, the people in the deep hall finally reacted. He seemed a little confused, his voice rose slightly, and he asked suspiciously, "Song Luyang?"

"Yes," said the servant, "it's Mr. Song from the former Hanlin Academy. He has gone to the south this morning for his post. The gift he sent has been recorded in the inner court. In addition, there are five parrots and two captive dolphins. Ten hundred-year-old sea turtles and sixteen singers, but one seemed to be unbearably tired. She had been lethargic since entering the palace, and she still hasn't woken up yet. She has been checked by a doctor. There is no serious problem or illness, just Just tired."

The hall fell silent again, and the people inside seemed to have fallen asleep, completely forgetting about them.The sun was gradually setting, and the people kneeling outside the hall didn't dare to breathe, they just waited quietly.

Time passed by every minute and every second, the sound of passing meals sounded from the imperial dining room, and finally there was the sound of chairs moving in the hall.

The young king was tall and straight, dressed in brocade clothes. The setting sun shone on him through the wooden door with bead curtains rolled up, creating a dark red halo, which made him look somewhat decayed.The emperor walked to the door and glanced lightly at the leading maid and the singing and dancing girls behind her with their heads down. Those girls were a little nervous, their necks were snow-white, and they were still trembling slightly. His shoulders trembled slightly.

In the last row of singing and dancing girls, a woman was lying on the ground like that, as if she was being supported by someone just now, and she was rudely pushed away when she heard his voice coming.At this moment, her hair was scattered in front of her face, making it impossible to see her appearance clearly, only her slender neck was covered with thick and disgusting rouge.

"Is she just sleeping?"

The king's voice suddenly sounded deep and deep, not so indifferent and majestic, but it sounded so indifferent and alienated, like a mountain that cannot be looked up to.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, yes, she has been sleeping since morning."

"Send her to the Baiding Palace, it's more suitable for sleeping." Chu Li said lightly: "As for the others, choose the imperial guards who have not yet married in the palace, and marry them as appropriate."

"Yes, slaves obey."

The emperor's eyes swept across the crowd coldly, and finally passed the woman who fell on the ground and fell asleep, and then turned his head indifferently, and left slowly.

The figure of the young emperor finally disappeared at the end of the long corridor, and there was a low cry from among the women. Once those dreams of flying up the branches and turning into phoenixes were shattered, it is no wonder that they were about to cry.

"Okay, don't cry anymore. What an honor it is for His Majesty to personally bestow a marriage. Whoever dares to cry will be slaves to Huanyiku."

All the girls fell silent immediately, stood up and followed behind the maid.

On the carved fence, an exquisite white jade teacup was quietly placed on it.A woman with sharp eyes saw that it was the emperor's hand just now, and immediately stretched out her hand joyfully, but just as her fingertips touched, there was a crackling sound, and the teacup fell to pieces on the ground.

"Bold! How dare you damage something royal!"

"It's not me, it's not me!" The dancer girl was shocked, and she quickly argued: "I just touched it lightly, I didn't break it."

"You still dare to lie, drag it on!"

The wolf-like guards rushed forward suddenly and dragged down the woman who was still struggling and crying to defend herself.In the distance, piercing cries spread throughout the Weiyang Hall.

This is the most common thing in the palace, no one will shed a little tears for it, only those dancers who have just entered the palace are secretly shocked.

Under the setting sun, the snow-white jade cup was covered with a layer of red light, as if it was stained with blood.

When Qing Xia woke up, it was already dark, the room was pitch-black, only the cold moonlight shone in from the gap in the window.She was lying on the cold bed, her eyelids seemed to be extremely heavy, the wound on her back was burning, her mouth was dry and her limbs were weak.Supporting his body with his elbows, leaning against the bedpost, he sat up slowly.

The two maids' attack was really dark. They added [-]% more than the amount used to let ordinary people sleep peacefully, but they used it on a person who had lost a lot of blood and was seriously injured.If Zhuang Qingxia's body had not been trained by Zhuang Dianru in medicine in the early years, she might have lost her life under this inferior fragrance today.

Of course Qingxia didn't know about this, her memory only lasted to the moment when she passed out at the back door of the brothel.She looked around and frowned suspiciously. She didn't know where she was or how long she had been in a coma. She was worried about Qi An's plot, so she pulled herself together and stood up, struggling. He took two steps and opened the door.

(End of this chapter)