Sima Hui was tall and tall, standing on the main hall, with a dark face, slender eyes slightly squinted, high cheekbones, sharp eyes, and a sinister face. The slightly frowned sword eyebrows on the tough outline are like a divine mansion in the dark.
He pulled out the saber at his waist and raised it up. His turquoise robe was slightly rolled up, like the majestic feathers of an eagle.
All the people immediately knelt down, their bodies almost lying on the ground: "Long live the king, long live, long live!"
Behind the man is the pitch black night.
He silently looked around the hall full of corpses, at the ministers who had been lured by Sima Rong to stand behind Sima Rong, at the prefect and prime minister who had been killed, and at the concubines lying in a pool of blood.
Finally, his sharp eyes fixed on Sima Rong.
The hall was so silent, it was as if a needle could be heard if it dropped.
Qingyun knows that the rest is what the victor will do to the loser, kill, cut, exile, imprison...
Of course, if there is a punishment, there will be a reward, and for all those who have made meritorious service in this palace change, those who are dead will die, and those who are alive will of course be rewarded.
Qingyun suddenly felt a deep sense of boredom. She didn't want Sima Hui to have an accident, but she didn't want to watch these things either.
She has seen enough.
Qing Yun stood up, "Your Majesty, can the little prince come out first?"
During the fight, she took the little prince to hide behind the dragon chair. Now that Sima Hui was standing there majestically, she would be unable to justify going to the dragon chair again.
Sima Hui hurriedly asked, "Where is the little prince hiding?"
Qingyun stretched out his finger and pointed under the dragon chair.
A smile flashed across Sima Hui's stern face. He bent down and looked under the dragon chair, but he didn't see the little prince.
"Yu'er!" he called out.
"Father, are you safe?" A childish voice came from inside.
Sima Hui's heart felt hot, and he signaled to the personal servant next to him to release the little prince.
The queen who was kneeling at the bottom let out a long sigh of relief.
Qingyun walked up to Sima Rong with the Qiushui sword in his hand, and put the Qiushui sword on his neck: "King Yi, give me back my son!"
Sima Hui was startled: "Why, Qing'er disappeared?"
Qingyun nodded: "Yes, Xiaojing was injured, and the child disappeared. King Yi, you have already lost, and that is my child, it has nothing to do with the king, you can't use him to blackmail the king."
Sima Hui glanced at Qingyun, his eyes darkened, and he walked up to Sima Rong: "Sima Rong, did you take that child away?"
Sima Rong just sneered.
Sima Hui said: "I didn't want to hurt your family, but now you want to blackmail me with your child, then don't blame me for being rude!"
Sima Rong raised his head and said in a low voice: "No, I didn't intend to kidnap her child. The origin of her child is unknown. The only one I want to kidnap is the little prince."
Qingyun didn't believe it: "My son is gone, who else could it be if you kidnapped him?"
Sima Rong said: "Tonight, people from Daxing also came to the palace to assist the king in the uprising."
Qingyun took a few steps back, yes, there were indeed two groups of people chasing and killing them at that time.
Sima Hui supported Qingyun and said: "Don't worry, I will find someone to search the palace, and I will also send secret sentries to Daxing to inquire. I haven't seen Qinger now... It means he is still okay."
Qingyun's face was pale and her heart was flustered. She always thought that Sima Rong had kidnapped Qing'er.
She knew that Sima Hui still had a lot to do, so she said, "Your Majesty, I'm fine now, can you allow Qingyun to go back to the palace first?"
Sima Hui nodded in agreement, and ordered Yan San and Wan Jun to follow her.
Qingyun returned to Yilan Palace, treated the wound on his leg briefly, led the horse, ordered Yan San and Wan Jun to bring a few people, and started looking for Ling Ziqing.
Sima Hui has ordered the servants and guards to search the palace.
Qing Yun brought Yan San and Wan Jun outside the palace.
It was almost dawn, and Qingyun was not sleepy at all. The injured leg was numb.
The cold wind was bitter, and the brilliance of the torches illuminated the night sky. Qingyun searched along the grass and ravines, bit by bit by the city wall.
Yan San and Wan Jun searched separately with their guards. No one said a word. Looking at the limping and thin woman, she faced the rebels bravely and boldly in the court hall. Seeing her desolate and helpless figure now, they I feel bad and just want to find her child as soon as possible.
The sky was about to dawn, the darkest hour of the day was also the coldest hour of the day, and there was still no whereabouts of Ling Ziqing.
Qingyun stood there looking at the chaotic world outside the palace. Perhaps, Huo Jingyun had someone take it away, and the child must have been brought back to the Yuncheng Palace.
She was exhausted, her legs were twitching, and her injured leg hurt like a pinprick.
She was dizzy for a while, and fell into a warm and hard embrace.
"Qingyun, come back with me to rest for a while. If you go any further, your legs will be ruined. I asked them to look for it. At dawn, I sent a lot of people. They are now looking for it inside and outside the palace. They will definitely find it."
Qingyun's face was pale and his lips were blue. Sima Hui wrapped Qingyun in his cloak, forcibly held her in his arms, and got on his horse.
Someone ran over from behind: "Your Majesty, there is news about the young master!"
Qingyun raised his head suddenly, Sima Hui stopped his horse: "What news?"
The guard handed over a strip of cloth: "A man was killed over there, and this strip of cloth was found on his body."
Sima Hui looked at it, and it said: "The child was rescued, and it will be returned another day!"
"Rescue? Return?" Sima Hui handed the cloth to Qingyun, "It seems that someone robbed the child and was rescued."
Qingyun took the cloth strip and was shocked!
Although the handwriting is scribbled and simple, Qing Yun is very familiar with Ling Chen's characters.
"Where did you find this note?" Qingyun asked.
"It's over there!" The guard pointed to the open space in the distance.
Sima Hui had already mounted his horse and walked up to the corpse. Qingyun got off his horse and took a look at the man's wound. The wound was thin and deep.
Qingyun was not sure whether other swords would leave such a cut, but she was sure that the Canglong Sword would leave such a wound.
Qingyun kept reading the note while holding the note in her hand, the cold wind hit her red hands, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.
Sima Hui said: "In this case, it seems that the child is safe for the time being. I don't know who rescued the child. If he can keep this piece, the child is definitely not in danger. Let's take your time and listen, but now, you must Go back and rest."
Sima Hui hugged Qingyun on the horse again, and beat the horse back to the palace.
After the palace change, the palace is full of scars, everyone is busy, Qingyun returns to Yilan Palace.
Sima Hui asked people to prepare hot soup and hot water.
Qingyun said: "Brother, you should also take a break. Now that the chaos has just passed, there must be a lot of things to deal with in the palace, not to mention that so many people have died. Concubine Xue's father died, the white prefect was killed, and the queen I was also frightened, there are a lot of people you have to appease, so you don’t have to come over here, I’m fine.”
Albatron understands who he is.
Sima Hui patted her hand: "Then you have a good rest, I will look for the child, don't worry."
After taking two steps, he turned around and said, "There is one thing you are wrong, if King Yi threatens me with Qing'er, he can also threaten me!"
He finished and left.
Qingyun was stunned for a moment, then understood what he meant. Qingyun told King Yi that his children could not threaten Sima Hui, but Sima Hui disagreed.
Qingyun smiled, although he felt that he was a bit childish, but his heart was still warm.
Xiaojing had already woken up, and Sima Hui sent the latest servants and maids to Yilan Hall. Qingyun made simple arrangements, drank soup, took a bath, and fell asleep.
When I woke up again, it was already noon.
Qingyun woke up and saw two imperial doctors standing in the courtyard, the maid Xiaoping hurriedly stepped forward to report: "Ma'am, the king sent an imperial doctor to show Madam the leg injury."
Qingyun got up, tidied up, and the imperial doctor cleaned up her wound again, using the best wound medicine. Xiaojing's injury has been seen, and it doesn't hurt.
Qingyun had lunch and asked the maid to move a stool to sit in the yard for a while.
Xiaoping put on a cloak for her, and brought her a hand stove: "Madam, just sit for a while, the doctor ordered not to move around."
There was a loud noise outside.
Qingyun was startled, and hurriedly asked: "What's going on outside?"
The servant who just came in said: "The empress of Haitang Palace was frightened and went crazy. She scratched her face..."
"Did you scratch yourself?" Qingyun was shocked.
"yes."
"Where is the king?" Qing Yun didn't know what happened again.
"There too," replied the chamberlain.
Qingyun got up and stood up, thought about it and lay down again.
This is his harem, if she goes, it's nothing.
But the voice should be in Sima Hui's Qingsong Hall, because the Yilan Hall where she lives is very close to Qingsong Hall.
The voice that came was shrill and desperate.
she crazy? Scared? That woman doesn't look like a woman who can be scared crazy. Sima Rong's sword pointing at her like that didn't shake her.
Qingyun thought that he knew medicine, so he might be able to help her.
She stood up and put on her cloak and walked out: "Let's go and have a look."
Yan San stopped her: "Ma'am, Your Majesty ordered that Madam rest in peace..."
Qingyun said: "I'll go and see the king."
She left the Yilan Hall, and saw many guards surrounding the gate of the Qingsong Hall from afar.
Why are there so many guards
A servant had already carried the sedan chair, and Qingyun entered the sedan chair.
Arriving at Qingsong Palace, Qingyun got off the sedan chair, no one paid attention to her, everyone's eyes were attracted by the woman in front.
Qingyun looked at Sima Hui standing there, with Queen Mingzhu standing beside him.
Not far in front of them, there was a woman with disheveled hair, her white clothes had already been stained blood red, and the blood on her hands had dried hard, purple and black like ink.
Her face was as pale as a piece of paper, but her cheeks were morbidly flushed, and a long and thin scar on her left cheek twisted into a hideous bunch. It was Concubine Xue Cheng Xue, the woman who doted on the sixth palace. Sima Hui's favorite woman.
She stood there alone, with a tall palace wall behind her, like a verdant mountain, standing there majestically, like a hood.
Qingyun didn't understand what happened. Last night she desperately protected Sima Hui's dragon talisman in the main hall, even when her father was killed by Sima Rong, she didn't waver. Why is she so desperate today
"Sima Hui! Why did you treat me like this? Why?" She was full of tears, but the corners of her lips were still smiling, and her voice was hoarse and stern like a ghost, saying each word: "Why did I believe you? I used my life Protecting a fake dragon talisman, and causing my father to lose his life!"
Sima Hui was dressed in a bright yellow brocade, and his eyes were like obsidian, seemingly transparent, but he suppressed all his emotions, and couldn't even see the slightest fluctuation clearly.
"Why? Why did you lie to me? Those days, those words, those loves, those days and nights, those vows, are all fake?" She blushed.
Qingyun grieved in his heart. When a woman asks her lover "why", most of the time the man doesn't love her. This is what she experienced when she was Lan Ling.
Sima Hui was silent for a long time, and replied coldly: "Yes."
Concubine Xue shook her body, propped her sword on the ground, and barely stopped: "You married me not only because I resemble a certain person, but because of the Pearl, right? Isn't it?"
Sima Hui didn't answer, he looked at her: "Xue'er, if you want, you can still stay by my king's side, this king will not treat you lightly, you are still the master of this Haitang Palace, except for the queen's position, This king can still take your position, you can do whatever you want, as long as you want."
Concubine Xue sneered: "Sima Hui, do you know how much medicine I have taken in the past three years in order to have your child? I never thought it was you, you gave me the medicine, why did you treat me like this!? My father is domineering, but he has never been unfaithful to you!"
Sima Hui frowned slightly. He stood there with the sun behind him shining brightly, covering him with dignity, as if others were nothing but worthless in front of him.
The sword in her hand seemed unable to support her dilapidated body, and fell to the ground with a bang.
Concubine Xue slowly squatted down and picked up the sword on the ground. One of her hands was wounded and wrapped in thick gauze. Looking at the blood all over her body, she seemed to have wounds on her body too. Pick up the sword. The guards looked at her warily, and the archers aimed at her.
Sima Hui reached out to stop the archer, his eyes darkened: "What do you want? This king will promise you anything you want. If you don't want to stay in the palace, this king will let you go. Go, you don't like to be accepted by others." Restraint, you once said that you don't like life in this palace, you go, you go out of the palace. Sun Lu, let her go!"
"Go? I gave you everything! I killed my father, and I want revenge! I hate you! I want to kill you!"
"Okay." Sima Hui's voice was cold.
Qingyun could see Sima Hui's arm trembling slightly. Concubine Xue, this woman who was widely rumored to be Sima Hui's favorite, this proud woman, was Sima Hui really so cruel to her
Concubine Xue staggered over slowly, dragging her sword.
The queen grabbed Sima Hui's clothes tightly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, she is crazy, she is already crazy..."
Sima Hui took Mingzhu's hand, pulled Mingzhu behind her, and stood there motionless.
Concubine Xue saw Mingzhu, who was carefully hidden behind him, and suddenly understood the feeling of heartbreak.
She remembered that when Ming Zhu entered the palace, there was no ceremony, she had no prominent background, and she did not attract anyone's attention. Later, Mingzhu became pregnant, and within three months she was promoted from a waiter to a queen, which interrupted the thoughts of many ministers. At the same time, she also had to face too many swords and arrows in the harem.
Later, she also entered the palace. She is the prime minister's daughter, capable of both literature and martial arts, and has outstanding looks.
After entering the palace, she was favored by the king alone, unmatched by anyone. The rain of swords and arrows gradually turned to her body. She has never been afraid.
That dragon talisman is the king's wealth and life. He said that he can rest assured only if it is placed with her. Such a large amount of trust makes her willing to be smashed to pieces...