The Ninety-Nine Bowl of Soup (Nine)

In an instant, everyone's eyes focused on Qinghuan. Whether they knew her or didn't know her, they looked at each other. They looked at the deposed emperor and then looked at her. They couldn't understand how these two people who were not in relationship with each other were related. The deposed emperor called me that white-clothed boy, that is to say... the think tank around the King of Xijiang was actually the deposed emperor's person?

"Protect the prince!"

I don’t know who shouted first, and the “screaming” weapon sounded sharply and loudly, all pointing at Qinghuan, staring at her nervously, for fear that she would attack the King of Xijiang.

Qinghuan raised his hands and raised his weapons and pointed them at her. Unexpectedly, she just put down her sleeves that she had rolled up at some point, and her expression was calm. Instead, the King of Xijiang said coldly: "Put the weapon to me."

"But the prince—"

"If he wants to kill me, will he wait until today?" Song Jin is not a fool, so he would not have been deceived by the deposed emperor's words. "The man kneeling on the ground can do anything to murder the late emperor's false edict. If he called me just now, would you also take up weapons and aimed at me?"

Not to mention whether he was bad or doubtful about Qinghuan, this kind of maintenance that he didn't think about was already eyebrow. Mr. Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that the prince would kill the young master just now. If the prince was angry, they would have today. They would have today. It was all brought by the young master. No matter what the problem with this identity was, it would be too ruthless to kill someone without asking the reason.

But after thinking about it, Mr. Zhou felt that he was worried about it. Such a cruel prince happened when the palace changed four years ago. Although he is cold now, he is not a ruthless person. On weekdays, he is as close as brothers, how can he turn against the enemy because of the deposed emperor?

Next, Song Jin was no longer prepared to listen to the deposed emperor's nonsense, and directly announced the other party's charges and put them in prison - he would not let the third emperor's uncle die easily. The pain of the emperor and the pain of those who were tortured by him must be recovered one by one.

But his mood was not very good. After asking someone to drag the deposed emperor down, he threw away the sword in his hand without saying a word, grabbed Qinghuan's hand and left. Mr. Zhou knew that these two people must have something to solve, so he took the initiative to take over the next thing.

Qinghuan was pulled all the way, and she walked slowly, but Song Jin was anxious. Later, he simply carried her up and quickly reached an Eastern Palace where he once lived. All the palace people inside had been cleared, and now they were the only two of them.

His dark eyes were burning: "Is what he said true?"

Qinghuan asked replies without answering: "What if it is true, so what if it is fake?"

"..." Song Jin was silent for a moment. "If it is fake, it is naturally good. You are still my close friend and my brother, but if it is real..."

"If it's true, how about it?" Qing Huan asked. "You want to kill me? Or to torture me?"

When Song Jin heard this, he frowned. "I am in your heart, who is such a person who is not sympathetic?"

"The love is always more than hatred, no matter whether it exists or not." Qing Huan smiled, and found a place to sit down freely, "Hate is always greater than love."

As a result, Song Jin suddenly blushed: "What, what love! Don't talk nonsense."

She just said casually, but she didn't expect him to be so sensitive. Qinghuan smiled: "The deposed emperor is very sinful and must be killed. The prince can do things according to his original intention, without considering how you and me used to be. Just take revenge. Isn't that what the prince always wants?"

The eyes are covered by hatred, unable to break free, unable to love, unable to wish, unable to forgive, and unable to let go.

Isn't it all him?

Song Jin always felt that there was something in her words, but he didn't have to think about it now: "I will never kill you, let alone harm you."

"Why does the prince want to?"

"You answer me first."

He must ask her if she was the deposed emperor's child, Qinghuan nodded: "Yes."

Next, she saw Song Jin showing a relieved expression on his face - what is this operation? How could it be this expression? Could it be that the stimulation is too great and mental abnormality?

"Since you are his child, and he owes me, should you repay what he owes me?" Song Jin grabbed her hand suddenly. "My demands are not high, I want you to be with me."

Qinghuan: "..."

"Don't worry, I won't bully you, nor will I be this emperor. When the situation stabilizes, we will go back to Xijiang and live there." Song Jin analyzed his thoughts, his expression looked very serious. Qinghuan believed that he had not transferred his hatred to her at all. The past four years of mutual support and warm companionship were finally not in vain. He now understood that she was innocent and could not treat her like that.

He is different from before.

So Qing Huan laughed and told Song Jin: "Actually I lied to you. I am not the deposed emperor's child." Seeing that he seemed to have something to say. "Of course I lied to him, and he himself didn't know that I had nothing to do with him."

How could it be related? Who could give birth to her as she was? She just met the deposed emperor when she first arrived in this world. Not long after he ascended the throne, she met her during a private visit. She heard her tell a plausible story - the deposed emperor was inconspicuous among the princes when he was young, and had a lot of shortcomings. One of them was that he liked to show mercy everywhere. She told him that she was the child born to a Jiangdong woman who had a night of marriage, and took out the token of the deposed emperor - this token was bought from a pawnshop. It was probably because someone in the palace was not clean and stole things and sold for money.

The deposed emperor himself didn't know how many women he had fortunate when he was young, and maybe his children were everywhere in the country. He nodded and said that he knew, but he had no intention of recognizing her. Then Qinghuan suggested that he wanted to go to Western Xinjiang. The deposed emperor was intrigued and immediately agreed, asking her to enter the palace, urging her to take her mother to the palace to be a concubine if she could complete the task.

However, when she went to Xijiang, there was no news. The deposed emperor probably thought she was dead and couldn't even look for her. He just pretended not to be her. After all, he had more children, one more or one less, and there was no difference.

Song Jin, who originally thought he was sure to win, was suddenly disappointed. Qinghuan looked at him with a smile: "It turns out that the prince has that kind of thought about me, this is really bad..."

Before he could finish his words, he was overwhelmed. The thick carpet was quite comfortable lying on it. Qinghuan's smile slightly reduced, and he supported Song Jin's pressed chest with his hands: "What is the prince doing?"
Chapter completed!