The glazed palace lantern fell to the ground, broken into countless crystal fragments.

Chu Huainan turns and angrily walks to the end of the Palace Lane.

When nanbaoyi returned to the bedroom hall, Xiao Yi had already come back one step ahead of her, kneeling at the foot of the bed in a formal manner.

Nanbao Yi saw that he was still good, so he changed his bedclothes, picked up the lamp and went back to bed.

She picked up her travel notes and flipped through the pages, feeling sleepy.

She closed the book and glared fiercely at Xiao Yi: "you've been tossing me for so long in the daytime, so I'll kneel here tonight to reflect on myself. If you dare to get on the couch, I will punish you

Xiao Yi picks eyebrows.

He watched Nan Bao Yi climb onto the bed and untie a few buttons. He deliberately showed his strong chest muscles and sexy collarbone. However, he was very gentle on his handsome face and said lazily, "brother knows."

"Nanbaoyi":.... "

She stares at the tip of his fingers, speechless.

It was as if she was trying to make her face open!

She was so ashamed and angry that she pulled up the curtain and refused to look at him again.

Xiao Yi just laughs.

The night deepened.

Spring rain outside the hall, nanbaoyi nest in the thin brocade quilt, from sleep was frozen to wake up, a little bit cold night.

She poked her head out of the bed.

There was still a lamp outside the tent. The second brother knelt at the foot of the bed and was reading the war books quietly.

Reflected in the side of the curtain, Ying Jun tall, slender eyelashes.

He knelt on the cold ground, still wearing only a thin middle coat

She has a little heartache.

She hesitated for a moment, bit her lower lip, and slowly lifted the curtain: "come up."

Xiao Yi closed the book of war, looked up at her, thin lips with a smile: "Jiaojiao really greedy for me."

"Pooh!" Nanbao Yi was not angry, "but I'm afraid you'll catch cold, and I'll serve you sooner or later Anyway, don't touch me after you come up, or you'll go to the study and sleep. "

Xiao Yi turned over to the couch.

The mouth promised not to touch her, but still familiar with the proud little girl into the arms.

Big palm into her lapel, gently close slow twist, gentle play.

Nan Baoyi was angry and poked him with his elbow: "don't..."

Xiao Yi kisses Nan Baoyi's face and gently guarantees: "don't mess around. Sleep peacefully."

Nan Baoyi muttered to blame him for his restlessness.

Small mouth trumpet to chant, but after all, the enemy sleeps, in Xiao Yi's arms gradually fall asleep.

Xiao Yi held her in his arms, holding her in one hand and opening the book of war with the other.

The night rain knocks on the window, and the lights fall.

In his sleep, nanbaoyi smelled the fragrance of mountains and rivers and the fragrance of books and ink.

And on the other side.

Chu Huainan lost his soul and went to Kunning palace. The Dragon Robe and hair bun were soaked through.

Seeing him, the maiden quickly knelt down and saluted, shouting long live.

Song Rou came out of the bedroom and was secretly happy: "Your Majesty should go to see sister Jin tonight. How did you come to the palace of ministers and concubines? But sister Kim didn't serve well? "

After asking, I noticed the gloom and sadness of man's eyes.

"Your Majesty..."

Song Rou quickly stepped forward and took his hand, and told the maids to prepare the hot water to bathe her body immediately. She took a handkerchief and carefully wiped the raindrops between his forehead: "how did your majesty get caught in the rain? But the palace people didn't serve well? Tell me, I will kill them with my staff

Chu Huainan is silent.

He looked down at Song rou.

In front of her eyes, the women are beautiful and beautiful, and they all have traces of deliberately imitating the little princess.

She loves him deeply, but she is not a little princess after all

Chu Huainan's heart is sad, and suddenly opens his arms and embraces song rou.

Song Youwei Zheng: "Your Majesty?"

"Rouer..." Chu Huainan's voice was hoarse, "Xiao Yi is about to usurp the throne. What should we do? I hate Xiao Yi so much. I wish I could not cut him into pieces. I wish I could send him down to the netherworld with my own hands

He hugged song Rou tightly.

Tears roll down, wet song Rou's palace skirt.

Song Rou's face is complicated.

Brother Huainan must have been wronged by the Regent.

She comforted Chu Huainan in a soft voice. She sat down with him on the imperial concubine's couch. She held back the maids who were waiting for him. She said in a deep voice: "Xiao Yi holds 600000 military power in his hand. We can't fight against him. The only way is to assassinate. "

"Assassination?"

"On the eighth day of April, in accordance with the Convention, your majesty will lead all civil and military officials to pray for blessings in Zhen'an temple. Xiao Yi doesn't carry too many soldiers and horses. If your majesty wants to kill him, the day of Buddha Bathing is the best time to assassinate him. "

Chu Huainan is lost in thought.

Song Rou said: "of course, in order to dispel his vigilance, your majesty can deliberately show cowardice in the next two months. If you want to give Xiao Yi more hints, you are going to give him the Zen position. In this way, he will not deliberately guard against your majesty, which will greatly increase our chances of successful assassination. "Chu Huainan received her hot tea.

After drinking half a cup of hot tea, the body soaked by spring rain gradually warmed up.

He put down his tea cup and pondered: "there are many monks in Zhen'an temple. If we can put our confidants in the temple in advance It will help us to get things done. "

"What is it to put in a few confidants? I have a plan to take Xiao's life conveniently. " Song Rou smiles. "How about killing all the monks in Zhen'an temple and letting our confidants act as monks instead of them? No matter how skillful Xiao Yi is, he will never be able to calculate it. The whole Zhen'an temple is our people. "

Chu Huainan Leng Leng Leng, eyes gradually emit light.

He quickly and gratefully took song Rou's hand: "this is a wonderful idea! Rouer, you are my good wife

Song Rou leans in his arms, small and gentle.

Chu Huainan is about to undress for her, suddenly stunned.

Song Rou closed her eyes and waited for a long time, but did not see him go further.

She opened her eyes in surprise: "emperor?"

"Chunan's face is hesitant

Song Rou droops her eyes and smiles shyly: "I may have eaten too much bird's Nest these days, and my concubine's skin is more and more white and delicate Although the appearance of my concubine is still not as beautiful as Nanbao's clothes, there are still many sisters in the palace who praise her for being more beautiful than before Is your majesty surprised? "

"Rouer, you, you'd better look in the mirror."

Learning from Nanbao's coquettish appearance, song Rou also bit her lower lip. She looked at Chu Huainan with shame and timidity, and said in a soft voice, "brother Prince, OK, what do you want me to do in the mirror? I don't care about my appearance. I become beautiful just to please the prince... "

Delicate jade hand, vaguely placed on his shoulder.

Chu Huainan stands up and quickly retreats.

Why is he: "rouer, you, your face..."

Song Rou finally realizes that something is wrong.

She hesitantly went to the dresser and looked at the diamond mirror.

The woman reflected in the mirror of brass has long hair and red rashes all over her face. Moreover, those red rashes are growing and spreading on her face at the speed visible to the naked eye. It's terrible to see the dense red rash on her face!

Song Rou is completely stunned.

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