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Is there really such a person? I think they are so rude, no wonder they are so bold. It seems that those medicines are made by Xiao Yezi.

"Thank you, King Jin, for helping him." No matter what the situation inside, he should thank him.

Qing Jin nodded and felt it, "Let them part." This was said to Uncle Li.

Uncle Li immediately went to instruct these people to keep them well, and they were of great use, one was the best for a group of people.

"This place is safe and can be settled temporarily." The child tried to cry, and there were people in his house who were watching him, so something could easily happen.

He is worthy of being King Jin, thinking about Zhou Dao, "The one in the palace is sick and his life is not long. The child was not born, but was saved by Xiao Yezi..." As he said that, Yue Jingming felt that this was unnecessary, so why should he explain it?

He looked at him and said that this person was afraid that he would misunderstand something, "no need to worry." If the world is full of harm to oneself and benefiting others, wouldn't it be a strange phenomenon? He is selfless in facing his close relatives, either too noble or too calculating. This is actually normal.

This person lives a more realistic life, and he has given up, weighed the pros and cons, and chose the pros and cons, and has not yet lost the word "Yi". It seems that she has a little biased view of him. Sure enough, people should still look at him more.

As the two of them spoke, a subtle baby crying came from the room, and they both breathed a sigh of relief. This trip was worth it, just crying for this sound.

"Young master, he is a young master. He cries less now because he has been holding it in for too long. He will be healthy and will be safe when he returns. However, he is very weak and he will not recover after half a year of recuperation." In fact, if it weren't for him, he would dare to say that no one could save him.

"Thank you Miss Qian for your life-saving pill." It was all up to the pills shouted in the lady's mouth. You can tell that it was a good thing when you smell it. Although he is only good at this... gynecological disease, he can still tell the quality of the medicine.

Qing Jin was not polite and replied quite honestly: "It's a good thing. I'll go back first." Although it hurts, fortunately, it's not wasted.

"I won't give it to you." I was anxious to go in and see my nephew. I will naturally thank you in the future.

Uncle Li set up a carriage, Nuanchun returned to the little girl's appearance, "Miss, what's going on in the palace now?" The lady was trying to save people, and she owed someone a great kindness, but she did not forget to make things difficult for others.

It is better to offend villains than to offend King Jin. Li Shi said it clearly and went back and said to the girl Xuan Ji.

Leaning in the carriage, Qing Jin held her hands warmer and said lazyly: "It's just a word of chaos." Fanyin might not notice her today, but she looked at her again.

I used medicine in advance and drank poison to quench my thirst. In vain, her life could be left for a year or two, but this year or two will slowly change the life of life. Qinghai and the others are still waiting in Mushan, and she will take her there in person.

"Can't find it?" Fenghua's voice suddenly rose a little higher. How many people were flying out of the palace to control it, but she didn't even touch the side. How could she accept it after taking it?

Feng Xu had already knelt down, "Princess, the person who set fire and smoke must be from the Queen's bedroom. No one inside or outside the Queen's bedroom was inside and outside. The slave was watching nearby."

"Mei'er, why don't you go quickly, I'll examine it one by one. I can't ask about this. What's the point of this? Is it useless? Do you have to do it yourself?" After saying that, the man was already heading towards the queen's bedroom.

After a while, the people hiding among the palace servants had long been hiding.

The queen has been buried and white sails are hung in the palace. Although the birth of the little prince is a happy event, the white sails are hung and there is no festive atmosphere. She lives and dies. Oh, the mother and son have never met each other in this life.

Fenghua looked carefully in the queen's bedroom, "When did the window open?"

"It was when Miss Qian came in and said that the room was not ventilated." Mei'er quickly replied.

"Go, the two opened the window and checked carefully outside to see if there were any traces." Fenghua said, and then looked around the palace carefully, from the place where the fire broke out, to the bedside, and then to the window.

Although the person who came did not succeed, he ran fast enough to come and go freely in this palace. How could she sleep peacefully? Without finding them, there would be no peace in this royal city.

"Mei'er, from today on, all those who are close to the little prince will use the soul-chasing incense and carefully check the details." We must keep that child.

"yes."

"Princess, there are no traces outside the window." Feng Xu knew that Feng Hua was angry now, and his voice seemed a little cautious.

Fenghua looked down on him even more and remembered Zhuoran's benefits. When he thought of Zhuoran, his head started to hurt, and he was led by someone's nose. He wanted to get the initiative back, but he always made mistakes.

"Today's palace is so strict that people can tamper with their eyes and feet. Feng Xu, thoroughly investigate, you must not let go of any corner of the palace, including the cold palace." With a swing of your sleeve, the person had already stepped out.

There was a panic in the palace. The queen's funeral was said to be a state funeral, but no one was thinking about it. Everyone knew what was going on. Those who could be careless would be careless. Even the mourning hall was not a big deal, and there were not many people, so it was indescribable.

Fenghua took the little prince to the bedroom where he lived, strengthened his defense, and personally sent a letter to Xiao Fenghe.

Mei'er and his men interrogated the palace servants who were in the Queen's bedroom that day, while Feng Xu looked for people all over the palace, and did not let go of any corner. When he knew that Qionghua Palace, something was wrong and he immediately went back to Fenghua.

Before the person could rest, Fenghua immediately knew that something was wrong when he heard Qionghua Palace. He didn't care that he had taken off his coat and walked over with a cloak.

The poisonous spider corpses on the ground, and the clearly clear path. When I looked into the house where the secret passage was, I understood everything.

"Waste!" This time he fainted from anger.

The secret passage was not only revealed, but also used by others. It must have been in and out of the secret passage. No wonder so many people were installed in the palace, but there was no trace of them.

The people in the palace were panicked and didn't know what happened. Could it be that the Queen's affairs were a little strange? Why did the palace servants disappear overnight that day.

Outside the palace, everyone was worried. It didn’t matter what to do in the palace, but they couldn’t be careless.

It was a great joy to have something wrong with this little prince, but the queen... it is definitely inappropriate to celebrate at this time, but the princess's importance to the little prince in Chengdu is not suitable.

No. 1 started selling gourd strings again. But he drew a whole night before writing a letter to His Majesty. He went into a small grocery store, chatted with the shopkeeper for a few words, and then went out.

But when Qin Yuexi, who was far away in the imperial city, received this slightly heavy letter, he used great patience to read the letter from beginning to end. After reading it, his face was wrong.

Yang Xi was curious, where did you send the letter? It was so old, but what a major matter. Look at His Majesty's face is so serious.

If you take risks and go to the Nanshu Palace, does that woman think her life is too long? Also, what about Mr. Yue, who is Miss Qian, who is not his woman pretending to be?

No. 1 wrote the ups and downs of things, probably to make himself very talented, and used all the adjectives that could be imagined, so he wrote such a thick letter.

"Your Majesty?" Yang Xi shouted when he had not moved for a long time.

"Yeah, take the battle report ahead and take a look." They were urged to hurry up, otherwise he might not be able to sit here and wait.

Yang Xi bent over and found the station newspaper and put it in front of him, "Your Majesty, you are here. It's late at night, Your Majesty should take a break first." Your Majesty is always so diligent and exhausted, but what should you do, but the person who can persuade him to stay is not here.

"It's still early, I have no sleepiness, let them all retreat." After saying that, he opened the war report and started reading. After reading it, he turned around and looked at the map hanging on the wall.

Yang Xi hurriedly held the lamp closer, and Qin Yuexi's hand circled in the North for a long time.

During the days when he came back, he had already sorted out the tribes surrendered to the north. Now, he had to find a way to first smear their troops into the battlefield. Before the evening, he had already gone to the transfer order and called 100,000 troops first, and the others were temporarily assigned to Zhou Datong to form an army.

First, the order that each unit saw was in chaos, and some tribes of the army were transferred to several deputy generals, so that they could lead one army at the time, and the others could be selected from the army.

The 100,000 soldiers are expected to arrive in the southern battlefield, and it will take nearly two months. This year, let A Jin come back and spend time with him. Although Hongyan is good to pass the letter, it is always good but beautiful women are by their side.

Now, how many people have started to make the harem? That woman really doesn’t know at all, or is not aware of the dress?

"Yang Xi, how many people have you asked for my letter?" Qin Yuexi suddenly asked this, which made Yang Xi's hand raising the lamp tremble.

"You really can't hide anything from your Majesty's eyes, and you're leaving everything, but you didn't say anything." It's all irrelevant, you just ask what your Majesty likes to eat, where you like to go on weekdays, etc.

Qin Yuexi withdrew his gaze and would sit at the table, "You can just take it, I'm not blaming you."

Yang Ximei smiled. With His Majesty's words, he became much more at ease. "Then I thank His Majesty and care about His Majesty's preferences. It can be seen that they are all filial. Don't worry, I know how to reply."

I suddenly want to stand up in this life. Your Majesty, he can do this job too. Yang Xi is so old, he is still saving money to get Qingyu. Qingyu likes those beautiful decorations, but he has seen it, it is so expensive...

"Your Majesty, Miss Zhang and Miss Nie have been visiting the palace recently. They have good skills and have made some pastries. I am a good person." Yang Xi has been in the palace for so many years, and she has no idea what she doesn't understand, what she should say and what she shouldn't say.

These two were also candidates at the time, but they have not yet spoken to them? Didn’t he have something to say to them? Zhong Ling'er, the granddaughter of the Grand Tutor, seemed to have said to kiss him. Since the old Tutor had just mentioned it to him.

Then you will be an old girl, don’t blame him again.

It has been so many years since the king of a country ascended the throne, but there is no one in the harem. Is it a thing that can be said? It’s not that the old ministers are worried, Yang Xi said in his heart.

In the first three years, it was said that it was for filial piety for the ancestor emperor, but it was reluctant to say that it was over. Later, the imperial lord went to war and the major events were forced to be put on hold. Now the situation in the Dayuan period is very good, and people have returned to the palace. It has been five or six years since then, and it is really unreasonable to say that this is still the case in the palace.

Everyone in the world knows that there is nothing to say. In the future, there must be one of the positions around His Majesty, and no one wants to steal them. Even the rear position, many people began to agree.

However, there are four concubines and so many concubines, so it is always someone else's turn.

No one thought that there was only one woman in the harem.

Mr. Luo has also had a headache recently. He has brought up old things again and always wanted him to persuade His Majesty. In theory, for nothing else, just for the inheritance of the Huang family's descendants, His Majesty should also consider the matters in the harem, but...

"Dad, are you still worried about what Mr. Yuan and the others are asking you today?" Mr. Luo knew that Mr. Luo was considering King Jin's side.

He waved his sleeves, touched his sleeves and sighed, his eyes filled with sorrow, "It's useless to mention this matter. Your Majesty has just ascended the throne."

"So you are in a dilemma. Don't mention it. Mr. Yuan and the others are holding it back. Let's raise it, and it will only add to your Majesty." It's difficult for those who are ministers.

"I'm worried." Whether you mention it or not is secondary, but His Majesty's current attitude is worrying.

"What's the matter worried about my dad?"

"I'm worried that your Majesty's harem will be in vain in the future." At first, he was worried that your Majesty's favor would make the harem unfair. Now, there may be no unfair things. Your Majesty's situation is that he wants to have only one person in the harem.

Mr. Luo stared at his father, "Dad, can't this happen?" Now it started to stir up, let alone the future... Besides, even ordinary men have three wives and four concubines in the family, which is also common. For the sake of their offspring, how could the royal family have only one woman? Isn't that ridiculous?

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