Women's clothing boss, he is too beautiful

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"Boom!" There was a loud thunder.The pouring rain poured down.

There was a dead silence in the palace.

The maids and eunuchs all lowered their heads, and the guards kept their eyes fixed on each other, holding their knives tightly.

Outside the Zichen Hall, the Fourth Prince Jing Hezhou knelt on the ground.The rain was so heavy that his clothes were all soaked, and the cold rain pierced his bones, and he felt that his body was already half cold.Clothes were heavy and all stuck to him.

He had already knelt outside the hall all night. He had knelt for so long that he lost feeling in his legs and feet.

Hair messily stuck to the face.His lips were defeated, his eyes were black and blue, and the blood in the white of his eyes was clearly visible.

No one knew why the fourth prince, who had always been favored, would kneel outside the hall and beg.

No one knew why the emperor did not see the fourth prince.

Chief Eunuch He looked at the sky, slapped his thigh with an "Aiyo", held an umbrella and went down the steps himself, and held an umbrella for Jing Hezhou.

She painstakingly persuaded: "It's raining so hard, Your Highness should go back quickly. Don't kneel..."

Jing Hezhou knelt firmly on the spot, and only asked, "When will Father be willing to see me?"

Seeing the stubborn look of the person in front of him, Mr. He couldn't help but feel a headache: "Your Majesty, the dragon is not feeling well today, and he has already rested."

"Father refuses to see me." Jing Hezhou's bright eyes dimmed.

His former unrestrained demeanor was gone, and his eyes were full of pain. He thought he could escape Vanity Fair, but it turned out that he was still in the game after all.

He remembered how Luo Qingfeng was covered in wounds and fled to his hands to seek shelter.A gloomy look appeared on Jing Hezhou's face.

According to Luo Qingfeng, the poison on Song Xizhi's body was a strange poison - Qianji San.

This is a very stealthy chronic poison.The body of the poisoned person will become weaker and weaker as time goes by, until the vitality is completely swallowed up.

But judging from the symptoms and pulse condition, it was completely similar to the innate weakness.Even if they die in the end, they are generally considered to have died of illness.

Generally, people who have been hit by Qianji San will basically not survive to adulthood.People like Song Xizhi who live to be nearly 20 years old are already considered long-lived.

However, such secret medicine flowed from the palace.

Jing Hezhou held back the dark conjectures in his heart, drenched in the rain, and kowtowed heavily: "I beg to see my father."

He knocked so hard that blood started to ooze from his forehead.

Manager He was taken aback and hurried to stop him.

He was stretching out his hand, but saw Yiluan coming under the cover of the wind and rain.

Manager He immediately saluted and avoided.

The face is like creamy fat, the eyes are like lacquer spots, and it is graceful and graceful.It is the concubine Chen who favors the harem.She opened the curtain and saw her son kneeling in the rain, all the tenderness on his face faded, and his face was frosty: "Jing Hezhou! Get up!"

Jing Hezhou raised his eyes, and through the heavy rain, he smiled sadly: "Mother, concubine, son... can't do it..."

Concubine Chen was extremely angry, and was extremely angry: "I have painstakingly cultivated and taught you, just to make you disobey the Holy Majesty because of a woman?"

"Song Xizhi... What kind of ecstasy soup did she give you?"

Jing Hezhou murmured: "She... is my best friend... I just, I just want to save her..."

Concubine Chen touched Jing Hezhou's face and begged: "Being born in the center of power, you have to pay as much as you enjoy the glory and wealth. Zhou'er, if you want to live well, you have to be happy with what the emperor likes." , Do you understand what the evil emperor did? Go back... hmm?"

Xianxian Kou Dan pointed out that the dark red that is about to drip is like the fire of life burning blazingly until the darkest moment, dumb, desperate and restrained.

Jing Hezhou looked directly at her, silent.

Concubine Chen's finger dug into the flesh and almost cut it off: "Zhou'er!"

After a long time, Jing Hezhou shook his head: "Concubine mother, I'm sorry. I can't just watch her die."

He pursed his lips tightly, and his figure appeared stubborn and thin in this boundless rainy night.

Concubine Chen's tears flowed down, her heart felt as if a knife had been twisted, she grabbed his collar and tremblingly said: "You will die, you will die!"

She almost yelled out the last sentence.

After the words fell, Concubine Chen immediately felt that she was locked by a murderous aura.

However, she couldn't care anymore, her broken heart had completely collapsed when she heard Jing Hezhou's "I'm sorry".

Jing Hezhou looked at Concubine Chen blankly, and the amount of information in Concubine Chen's words had a huge impact on him.

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The thunder "rumbling", like a huge claw pinching the entire palace in his hand.

The heavy rain trickled down Jing Hezhou's face, over his chin, collarbone, down...wetting his clothes.

tick tock tick tock tick tock...

Kneeling in the rain, he was in a state of embarrassment, his brows were in a daze, like a bereaved dog.

"waste!"

Deep in the palace, a middle-aged man stood on a high place, looking down at the underground situation in the dark, and commented in a cold voice.

"Crack!" A thunderbolt slid across the sky, illuminating the darkness in the middle-aged man's eyes.

Bright yellow for the bottom, black for the sides, a white jade belt at the waist, and a piercing on the collar that looks like a real dragon roaring. The flying dragon is flying in the sky, so lifelike!

What kind of talent is worthy of such honor?

Naturally, he is the Ninth Five-Year King who rules the world!

Seeing Jing Hezhou's distraught look, the emperor wished he could do nothing and said, "Children love each other, but they are indecisive."

Behind him, a figure bent down, bowed and said: "Your Majesty asks for your forgiveness for causing trouble by teaching my daughter wrongly."

The emperor turned around, looked at Song Ci, and sighed: "Song Qing, this is your family matter, so I won't interfere."

"At that time, when you asked me to get rid of Qianji, I gave it."

"Now... you can solve it yourself." The emperor stood with his hands behind his back.

Song Ci closed his eyes, sighed, and when he opened his eyes, there was only a cold murderous intent: "Zunzhi."

That night, the Zhilan Hall where Concubine Chen lived was closed.

The fourth prince, Jing Hezhou, went back to the mansion to contemplate his mistakes behind closed doors, and was not allowed to come and go without a call.

The holy dragon's body violated harmony, so he specially summoned the genius doctor Luo Qingfeng to enter the palace to relieve the holy king's worries.

All of a sudden, the capital was about to storm.

The wedding of the prince and Song Xizhi was held ahead of time in such a weird atmosphere.

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