Although he could be regarded as a mortal enemy in terms of political stance, Xie Yun did not disclose the important fact that the prince came to express his condolences and bowed down before his death.
Commander Xie's delicate state of mind is completely untestable, but this matter spread into the palace the next day.
Tianhou never expected that the crown prince who was supposed to be recuperating on the sickbed would do such a thing, she was furious, and wrote a letter to reprimand the crown prince; In front of him, he bestowed two books, "Shaoyang Zhengfan" and "Biography of a Dutiful Son".
—Infidelity, disfilial piety, and deceit, these are the three slaps that the Queen of Heaven slapped King Yong on the face.
After Li Xian returned to the mansion, he tore up the two books, drew his sword and chopped down everything that could be destroyed in the study, and even the concubine Fang of Yong Wang couldn't persuade her to come in person; He had to invite Zhao Daosheng, Li Xian's most trusted servant.
As soon as Zhao Daosheng came up, he hugged Li Xian from behind: "King Yong! What are you doing, and what will you do if you spread it to the palace? Are you still alive?!"
Li Xian threw the sword on the ground with a bang, and said with tears, "The big deal is to fight to the death, what's the point of such a miserable life?!"
"Be patient, be patient..." Zhao Daosheng gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "One day you will sit on the world and take revenge on that woman named Wu... just be patient..."
After all, Li Xian was young and couldn't hold his breath. He slumped down in the chair and cried loudly.
"You will be crown prince one day, Aren." What he didn't notice was that Zhao Daosheng's face was full of gloom, and he repeated nervously: "I will definitely make you the crown prince..."
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In the second year of Shangyuan, Chang'an came under a strange cloud. Thousands of households celebrate the old and welcome the new, and the firecrackers and celebrations are full of fireworks, but they can't conceal the political smoke that is getting thicker every day in the Daming Palace.
Years later, Sheng Shang had a headache, and the plan to marry Princess Khotan into the palace had to be temporarily postponed to April.
The cold climate in Chang'an caused the emperor's illness to come and go again and again. In the end, the Ninth Five-Year Supreme lost his last patience and ordered to leave Beijing again after the beginning of spring to tour the eastern capital Luoyang.
The emperor visited Luoyang very frequently in recent years, and basically let the prince stay in the capital to supervise the country. But this time, I don't know whether it was because of Tianhou's persuasion, or because he really loved the prince and wanted to take him to recuperate. The Holy Majesty specially issued an edict to let the prince accompany him.
Of course, the prince can't just pack a few carriages and leave when he travels. With the imperial decree, the entire East Palace is turned upside down. Those who pack winter clothes, those who are in charge of medicinal materials, those who prepare horses, those who escort along the way, those who accompany petitions... all kinds of miscellaneous things are too numerous to count, which makes the already sleepy prince even more upset. Ask me everything! The internal affairs are handed over to the Crown Princess, and the external affairs are all decided by Dai Xiang, Zhang and other ministers! No need to report to me!"
There is nothing wrong with entrusting the internal affairs to the princess, but it is a big problem for the ministers to decide all the political affairs. The servant tried to persuade him a few words, but he didn't dare to say more when he saw the prince's lifeless look, so he had to go.
It was a long winter, filled with dark clouds, and the prince had no heart for spring and autumn, but he didn't have the scene of the end of spring and autumn, so he had to sigh and watch "The Induction of the Supreme Being". Unexpectedly, as soon as he saw halfway through, the servant ran in scrambling again: "Your Highness! Your Highness is not good!"
The prince slapped the book: "Didn't I say..."
"It's water!" The waiter wailed and howled: "Your Highness, run, it's water!"
Several small palace people set off firecrackers for fun in the backyard of the East Palace. Commander Xie of the Imperial Army passed by quietly, but no one noticed.
Half an hour later, the firecrackers blew up the dry firewood in the kitchen, just as the weather was dry, and the flames instantly engulfed half of the dormitory.
In the imperial study room, Shan Chao resolutely tossed the white piece in his hand, stood up and said, "Please ask your majesty to escort you out of the palace."
The emperor was still engrossed in the chess game, at a loss as to what was going on, and only then did he hear the screams of the palace servants approaching from far away: "The East Palace is flooded—"
"Hong, Hong'er!" The emperor's face changed drastically, and his whole body was trembling: "Hurry up and save the prince... quick, quick!"
The palace man was out of breath: "Report, report to the Holy Majesty, the Beiya imperial army on duty today is already organizing manpower to put out the fire, please the Holy Majesty to take refuge first!"
—Beiya Forbidden Army.
Shanchao's thick eyebrows twitched immediately.
The emperor knocked over the entire chessboard and was so trembling that he could hardly stand up. The palace people were terrified and didn't know what to do, they saw Shan Chao stretch out his hand and set up the emperor, pushed open the door and strode out.
Not far away, black smoke was billowing from the direction of the East Palace, people's voices and footsteps were noisy, and there was a mess everywhere. Shan Chao supported the emperor who couldn't walk at all, and Qixing Longyuan drew his sword in his hand. No one dared to stop him on the road. He rushed from the Imperial Study Room to the Zichen Palace in less than a moment.
Empress Wu had already been waiting anxiously in the Zichen Palace. Seeing that the emperor was sent back safely, she was overjoyed: "What a loyal general! Good, good! Come quickly—"
Before she had time to praise Shan Chao, she saw the loyal general who had made great contributions to saving him push the emperor forward, knelt down on one knee and saluted, saying: "Your Majesty, please forgive me."
The emperor was old and sick, and he was in a daze along the way, and his heart was beating like a drum. He suddenly heard Shan Chao say that he was going to leave, and he was half awake in fright: "Wait! Where is Aiqing going? I need your escort..."
"His Royal Highness is not yet out of danger, I will go to the East Palace to visit immediately, and ask for permission from the Holy One."
What a loyal minister!
Empress Wu's face darkened slightly, but before he could speak, the emperor said happily, "Aiqing never forgets to be loyal to the emperor and patriotic to the country, she is worthy of being the pillar of the country! Go!"
Shan Chao cupped his fists, turned around and left without looking at Empress Wu.
The fire in the East Palace was extremely evil, and within a short while, half of the front hall was burned down. When Shan Chao arrived, the crown prince and Mrs. Pei had already been rushed in and snatched out by the Imperial Army of the Beiya, and they were being driven away in shock; Come to think of it, the scene was chaotic.
Shan Chao panted and looked around, but he didn't see Xie Yun's figure, and the blood all over his body turned cold.
"Ma Xin! Where's Xie Yun?!"
"You fucking open your dog eyes, isn't the commander here..." Ma Xin looked up, his soul was lost, and he almost peed his pants on the spot: "Where are you?! Hey, where are you going?!"
Shan Chao took off his coat, stopped a guard who was running towards him with a bucket, soaked his coat with water, covered his mouth and nose with the wetness, and rushed into the fire without hesitation.
Prince's bedroom.
Although the fire has not yet spread here, thick smoke is already billowing in the apse, and the temperature is very high.
Xie Yun pushed open the hot door of the inner room with one hand, and covered his mouth and nose with the wet silk cloth with the other hand—the palm was cut deeply, and the blood and white silk were smudged together, making his face look like There is a kind of blunt cold white.
He stood in front of the inner room door.
Even in a fire scene as thick as black smoke, he could clearly tell that this was the place where the strange aroma was the strongest.
What is it that can induce Qinglong to open the seal
Where did the crown prince get it from, why didn't he come to deal with him, but why did he deal with Yang Miaorong who was not a threat at all
The cages, bookcases, and beds have all been searched, but there is nothing unusual. The ubiquitous fragrance made Xie Yun's breathing slightly unsteady, and he didn't need to look to know that the tattoo lines under his skin were appearing and disappearing from time to time. He took a deep breath through the white silk, and the strong smell of blood rushed straight into his nostrils, instantly clearing his mind a lot.
Dragon's blood has a certain resistance to this deadly aroma, which he discovered during this period of time.
However, the blood energy could not resist for too long, Xie Yun stood for a while in the increasingly hot inner room, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a piece of paper exposed from the pile of letters on the desk, with something vaguely written on the corner of the page. Suspicious in his heart, he took out the paper and looked at it, his pupils constricted slightly.
—It was a woman.
The woman in plain clothes has bright eyes, standing under the moon, and the plum trees beside her are colorful. She put a red plum hairpin on her cloud-like temple hair, looked back and smiled, her eyes were gentle and expressive.
That is Yang Miaorong.
In the lower corner is clearly inscribed a line of words: New Year's Eve in the early years of the Shangyuan period, in Hong characters, and stamped with a bright red prince's private seal.
Xie Yun let go of his hand, and the paper scroll fluttered back to the table.
In the depths of Xie Yun's pupils, a trace of dangerous pure blue flickered, and his chest heaved slowly and violently.
Countless strange images of Miao Rong's unusual madness on the day of the accident, and the heart-piercing roar of the crown prince in the mourning hall surged through his mind, and an extremely absurd guess gradually emerged.
Xie Yun subconsciously took half a step back, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a disused small incense burner on the top of Babao Pavilion out of the corner of his eye.
The crackling of the flames was getting closer and closer, and the black smoke had burned so hard that it was difficult to see the surrounding scene clearly. Afterwards, Xie Yun could no longer recall his feelings at that moment. He walked forward as if by a ghost, took down the incense burner, and opened the lid.
In an instant, a palpitatingly strong fragrance rushed over, bang! With a loud bang, Xie Yun accidentally knocked over the censer, and staggered back out!
-that's it!
Xie Yun gasped for breath, his fingers were almost convulsed, leaving deep finger marks on the wall. The desire to open the seal again rose from the depths of his bone marrow, rushing towards his limbs and bones, even causing every inch of blood in his body to growl impatiently.
no, no...
The number of times Qinglong can open a seal in his life is limited. He only opened it not long ago, and now he has an attack and he will die in all likelihood!
Xie Yun pressed his back against the wall, clutched his neck tightly with his hands, and let out an unbearable sob from his throat. The strong will to survive made him try his best to maintain his sanity, barely pushed open the door of the inner room, and staggered out.
The beams and walls outside have already started to catch fire. If it is such a high temperature, the skin of an ordinary person should be tingling all over his body. However, Xie Yun seemed to have lost his sense of pain. He covered his nose with blood-soaked white silk with one hand, and walked straight through the apse. When he crossed the threshold, his knees gave way and he fell to the ground slumped.
He groped for the scorching door frame and wanted to stand up, but at this moment, the front door slammed loudly, and then a person rushed in!
"Thank you Yun!"
At that moment, Xie Yun thought he had heard wrong, and looked up in astonishment.
Shan Chao's gaze suddenly fell on the drenched bloody silk, and his face turned ashen. Immediately afterwards, without saying a word, he stepped forward and bent down, wrapped his robe soaked in ice water around Xie Yun's head, and then hugged him horizontally!
"you… "
Shan Chao sternly said, "Don't talk nonsense!"
The beams of the front hall collapsed, thick smoke raged, and it was impossible to rush out. Shan Chao decisively gave up the way he came from with just one glance, and retreated from the marble screen wall to the backyard. There was no fire here, and everyone ran to the front hall to fight the fire. No.
Shan Chao let out a long breath. The man's handsome face was covered with sweat and soot. Although he was completely out of touch with gentleness, he had a kind of fortitude and reliability that convinced people's hearts: "This place is dangerous and it is not suitable to stay for a long time. Let's go to the front to meet everyone... "
"... Shan Chao," Xie Yun said softly.
Shan Chao was taken aback, only to see that Xie Yun buried his face in front of his chest, revealing a slender neck, and faintly revealing dragon tattoos!
"what happened to you?!"
"Go east..." Xie Yun's voice was hoarse and indistinct, mixed with slight panting: "The courtyard where the family members of the East Palace used to live has been abandoned for a long time, take me there..."
As the commander of the Forbidden Army, Xie Yun is very familiar with this imperial palace, even every secret passage, every secret door, and every abandoned small courtyard that does not attract attention cannot be hidden from his eyes.
Shan Chao walked for half a meal under his intermittent guidance, and the places he passed became more and more secluded. After a long time, he finally found a few small courtyards built along the stream, which had been abandoned for a long time.
With a splash, Xie Yun sank into the icy cold stream. After a while, he poked his head out and let out a long breath while holding onto the bank.
This extremely exhausted appearance can be called embarrassing, but because of being soaked in water, his hair looks extraordinarily soft and black, and it is wet against the white and transparent skin. Light. Shan Chao only glanced at it, then suddenly turned his head away, sat cross-legged on the bank, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing in the inner hall alone?"
"..."
"Even if the crown prince wants to rebel and the empress tells you to go to the East Palace to find evidence, you shouldn't risk your life and run into the fire at that time. Where did you put your life?!"
"..."
"Speak!" Shan Chao was furious.
Xie Yun rested his arms on the rocks on the shore, his eyes were slightly blurred, and he narrowed his eyes to look at Shan Chao. After a while, the corners of his lips twitched, showing the iconic, slightly joking, provocative and malicious arc: "What about you?"
"Where did you put your life when you ran into the fire?"
"I am for you!" Shan Chao roared: "Who are you for, huh?! Who set this fire?!"
The two confronted each other for a moment, the surrounding was silent, and the gray winter sky weighed heavily on the water.
Suddenly the stream splashed, Xie Yun put his arms around Shan Chao's muscular neck, his slender and beautiful eyes looked at him at close range, and the eyelashes with water droplets almost stuck to Shan Chao's straight nose bridge.
The next moment, Xie Yun kissed her with soft and cold lips.