Yan Gui's well-behaved face showed a bit of panic, and he explained in a low voice, "I... I didn't mean to."
The lush foliage surrounded him, the young man raised his eyes slightly, and the graceful neck and collarbone were clearly visible.
The light and shadow falling from the canopy just intertwined in his pupils, adding a different kind of dream to the dead silence.
He was slightly stunned when he met Chuzheng's cold and indifferent gaze.
The next second, the young man stepped forward suddenly and pressed the corner of Chuzheng's lips.
The breeze blew, the canopy rustled softly, and the light and shadow moved between the two.
The boy just held her for a few seconds and then released it quickly.
He leaned back, the leaves rubbing slightly.
Fortunately, it was windy at this time, and no one noticed the sound from upstairs.
"I..." Yan Gui's pale face was flushed, and the tips of his ears were flushed.
Before he could finish speaking, Chuzheng pulled him back, wrapped his arms around his waist, and kissed him back.
Yan Gui narrowed his eyes slightly.
When Yan returned to God, he was already standing on the ground, Chuzheng was holding his hand and was walking in the direction of his palace.
The girl looked calm, as if she had just delusional kissing herself.
But Yangui knew it wasn't an illusion.
"go in."
Yan Gui didn't say a word, he pulled his hand back and quickly entered the bedroom.
Until it was confirmed that Chuzheng could not see himself, the boy's cautious and well-behaved expression was slightly restrained, revealing a faint smile, and his fingertips gently rubbed his lips.
"Your Highness, where have you been?"
Little Takako appeared out of nowhere.
The corners of Yan Gui's mouth were flat to the usual arc, and he said slowly, "Go out and get some air, what's wrong?"
"There are assassins in the palace." Xiao Guizi looked at Yan Gui very nervously, for fear that his prince would bump into him: "You haven't met him, have you?"
Yan Gui shook his head.
"That's good, don't go out anymore, the palace is now under martial law everywhere."
"Ok."
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There were assassins in the palace, who stabbed the emperor's new favorite concubine, the entire palace was under martial law, and each palace was subject to inspection.
When Chuzheng returned to the palace, the Imperial Forest Army happened to check here.
In the end, of course, nothing was found, but the people in the palace were panicked.
Cheng Xiao was unconscious, although the injury was not serious, but it was related to the emperor's face.
The emperor was furious and made sure to catch the assassin.
Cheng Xiao woke up in the evening.
The identification was done by Chuzheng.
Chuzheng was called for questioning.
Cheng Xiao was lying on the bed with a pale face, gauze wrapped around his forehead and arms, tears welling up from the corners of his eyes, so pitiful and pitiful.
"Cheng Chuzheng, Concubine Ai said that you stabbed her, but what is the matter?" The emperor sat majestically beside Cheng Xiao with a dark face.
Chuzheng was very calm: "No."
"Sister, you said something to me, and I agreed with you. I didn't expect you to treat me like this..."
Cheng Xiao complained with a crying voice.
That is called a Chu Chu poor.
"I haven't seen you today."
What Chuzheng said was a frankness. If Cheng Xiao was not the one involved, she might have believed it.
The emperor looked at Chuzheng with half-squinted eyes.
He hadn't carefully looked at the daughter of the King Cheng's mansion before.
Looking at it now, it is more tolerant than Cheng Xiao.
This reminds the emperor of Cheng Wang, the man who always goes against himself.
"Your Majesty, the person who stabbed me used scissors. If it was an assassin, why would you use scissors. Your Majesty, please investigate!"
Cheng Xiao struggled to kneel on the bed and asked the emperor to do justice.
The emperor quickly let her lie down and comforted her in a low voice.
"Cheng Chuzheng, what do you want to explain?"
"What weapon does the assassin use? It's up to the assassin. I'm not, I don't know."
Cheng Xiao's eyes were red: "Your Majesty, I still have witnesses, and the eunuch in my palace can testify."
The emperor said in a deep voice, "Pass!"
The eunuch lowered his head all the way and knelt on the ground in fright: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty."
Emperor: "Is Cheng Chuzheng that assassin?"
The eunuch replied tremblingly: "No... No, that assassin was masked, he was a man..."
"You are talking nonsense!" Cheng Xiao interrupted the eunuch excitedly: "It's obviously her, why are you talking nonsense? Your Majesty, he is lying!!"
This is her person.
How could you say such a thing!
"Your Majesty, the servants dare not, what the servants say is true..."
The eunuch crawled on the ground and kowtowed.
Cheng Xiao was so angry that she smashed the pillow on the bed.
"Why are you lying, have you been bought by her!"
"No slaves, slaves dare not..."
Chu Zheng insisted that he hadn't seen Cheng Xiao.
Anyway, Cheng Xiao couldn't come up with evidence, she was slandering herself, and she wouldn't recognize it.
The emperor frowned, wondering what he was thinking about.
"Assassins! There are assassins!!!"
There was a sudden shout from outside.
Then there was chaos, and the sound of fighting went from far to near. The emperor got up and walked to the gate of the palace, under the guard of the Royal Forest Army, watching the battle outside.
The Assassin's martial arts were excellent, and under the siege of the Royal Forest Army, he didn't fall behind at all, and he finally ran away.
"Chase!" The emperor ordered with a gloomy face: "Live to see people, die to see corpses."
"Send Miss Cheng back." The emperor turned his head and said again.
Cheng Xiao was stunned.
"His Majesty!"
"Concubine Ai take good care of her injuries."
The emperor followed the garrison away without looking back.
Cheng Xiao's chest rose and fell greatly, and she called out to His Majesty unwillingly.
Chu Zheng flicked his sleeves and followed the eunuch calmly and calmly.
"Cheng Chuzheng!"
Cheng Xiao threw everything that could be thrown at hand, and her charming face was full of twisted hatred.
how come…
That eunuch!
When Cheng Xiao remembered that eunuch, the eunuch had disappeared.
She was the only one left in the entire hall.
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into the night.
The entire palace is still under martial law.
The frail young man sat by the window, propping his chin to look at the darkness outside the palace.
There was a slight cracking sound behind him.
"master."
The masked man in black knelt on the ground, bowing his head in obedience.
The young man put down the hand holding his cheek, his light brown pupils turned around, reflecting the candlelight in the hall, and his light brown pupils were dyed with a faint warm light.
The ink hair is not tied, it is scattered behind him, and it is slightly swayed by the wind.
The placket is slightly open, and you can vaguely see the beautiful collarbone, which extends to the arc under the placket, which is fascinating.
"Isn't it found?"
The boy's soft voice circulated in the hall.
Outside the window, the night wind blew in, the candles flickered slightly, and the boy's shadow swayed, swaying like rootless duckweed in the wind and rain.
The atmosphere in the hall was inexplicably depressing.
"Master, don't worry, I didn't do anything with them." The man in black replied respectfully.
After a pause, the man in black said again, "My subordinates don't understand."
The boy seemed to know what he was going to ask, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and no one could see the slight curvature. He raised his index finger and placed it on the bright red lips.
The man in black knew that he was over the line, this is not what he should ask.
All he has to do is carry out the orders of his master.
"Go down."
"Yes."
The man in black stepped back respectfully.
The boy's white fingertips ran across his lips, looking at the flickering candlelight.
The night wind suddenly rose, the candle flame suddenly died out, and the room fell into darkness.