Song Hanming was sitting in the courtyard of Bieyige when a guard stumbled in and said, "Your Highness..."
"What happened?"
"Both Zhengwu Gate and Chihu Gate have been breached, and four shadow people appeared outside the gate!" The guard said with some horror. Song Hanming's face darkened and he asked coldly, "Where is Wu Shan?"
"Wu Shan has been captured alive, Your Highness, if we capture Princess Chen alive, we may have a chance of survival!"
A flash of white light flashed, and the guard looked at Song Hanming with wide eyes in disbelief. His left chest was pierced, and bright red blood dripped on the ground. Several maids in Bieyige were frightened when they saw this scene.
He screamed, the cold moonlight shone on Song Hanming's face, it was the first time he saw Song Hanming, who had always been as gentle as jade, so cold, "Come here, drag him down, don't dirty Princess Chen's yard!"
No one in this world can hurt her!
Bi Luo landed silently in Ye Fuxun's room. Ye Fuxun was lying weakly on the bed. Ji Nanbei sat waiting, focusing on his medical skills, watching carefully, and said without raising his head when he heard the movement, "
There really is a crouching dragon and hidden tiger around Princess Chen."
Ye Fuxun smiled and did not answer. Instead, he looked at Bi Luo who was a little surprised and said in a hoarse voice, "How is the palace?"
"General Tang Yuan and Vice General Dong have put down the rebel army, and the Holy Lord passed away."
"Then the prince and the others were injured?" Ye Fuxun's face darkened. She had the impression that Emperor Xuankang died half a year earlier than in the previous life. She was vaguely worried in her heart that there were too many changes. Was it because she had disrupted something?
.
"Everything is well."
"Where are those people outside the gate of Prince Chen's Mansion?" Ye Fuxun asked lightly. She knew that Song Hanming was in trouble in Bieyige now, and he didn't want to hurt her.
"There aren't many left..." Before Bi Luo finished speaking, he heard the noise from Qing Ruo and others. Ye Fuxun frowned slightly and raised his eyes to look at the door. Song Hanming came in with several guards.
When he came in, he looked at Ye Fuxun with slightly concerned eyes, and saw that there was nothing serious except that his face was a little pale, so he was relieved.
"Song Hanming, what are you doing?!" Ye Fuxun looked at Song Hanming with a pair of pale eyes. Ji Nanbei on the side calmly turned a page of medical skills, "His Royal Highness, King Qin, broke into a woman's boudoir in the middle of the night.
I’m afraid there’s something wrong.”
Song Hanming was too lazy to argue with Ji Nanbei. With a wave of his hand, several guards came forward and controlled everyone in Bieyige. Ji Nanbei was no exception. Two masters blocked Ji Nanbei. He walked up to
In front of Ye Fuxun's bed, "I'm sorry."
Before Ye Fuxun could react, he felt a pain in the back of his neck and fainted.
"Do you think you can walk out of Prince Chen's Mansion?" Ji Nanbei read the book in his hand to the end without noticing the person in front of him at all.
"Even if you can get out of Prince Chen's Mansion, you will never get out of the capital. With Song Hanzhuo's temper, I don't dare think about it."
Song Hanming glanced at Ji Nanbei, bent down and picked up Ye Fuxun, and heard Ji Nanbei say coolly, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, your royal family has really weird tastes..."
Song Hanming finally couldn't stand the nagging of a certain miracle doctor. He walked to the door with Ye Fuxun in his arms and gave the guards a look. However, before the guards could react, Bi Luo had already knocked down the two nearby guards and teleported.
When he arrived in front of Song Hanming, he stretched out his hand to snatch Ye Fuxun from his arms. Song Hanming was slightly startled and almost dodged. Bi Luo attacked again. Song Hanming's skills were average, but now he was holding a child in his arms.
Ye Fuxun was no match for Bi Luo. Within two moves, Ye Fuxun fell steadily into Bi Luo's arms. Bi Luo carefully placed Ye Fuxun next to the soft couch and looked at the injured body coldly.
Song Hanming.
"I thought you were so capable. You dared to steal someone from Song Hanzhuo's hands. It turns out that you are just this capable." Ji Nanbei closed the medical skill in his hand and finally raised his bright eyes to look at Ji Nanbei.
A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the irony in his eyes was clearly visible. In an instant, four more men in black clothes appeared in the room. One of them lifted up Song Hanming's arm and pressed the injured Song Hanming down.
Song Hanming glanced at the unconscious Ye Fuxun. He knew from the beginning that he was throwing an egg at a stone, but for the slim chance, he still did it.
"Why did you just watch your princess being knocked unconscious?" Ji Nanbei stretched out his hand to check Ye Fuxun's pulse. Seeing that he had just passed out and was not seriously injured, he felt relieved that it would be best to sleep. Watch.
The very heroic woman beside the bed asked. This should be Song Hanzhuo's secret guard for Ye Fuxun.
"Mr. Ji didn't stop him from taking it," Bi Luo said calmly. After hearing this, the doctor Ji raised his eyebrows and said shamelessly, "I am a weak scholar, and I can't mess with the prince or anything like that."
rise."
A weak scholar? Hahaha! Who in this world doesn’t know that the miraculous doctor is capable of both literary and martial arts? He has few opponents in Kung Fu. A silver needle can beat an invincible opponent in the world. Now you actually say that you are a weak scholar...
How dare you say it?
The turmoil was settled in this way. Many ministers in the capital were implicated in this sudden rebellion, the first of which was the Zhang family.
It was already the morning of the next day when Ye Fuxun woke up. She rubbed the back of her head, which was a little painful. All the memories of yesterday came back to her. She cursed in her heart, damn! She didn't help when she saw this concubine being knocked unconscious!
With a "squeak", Qingruo walked in with a copper basin. Seeing Ye Fuxun waking up, her eyes were full of joy. She put down the copper basin, walked to the bed and lifted the bed curtain, and smiled at Ye Fuxun, "Princess, you
how do you feel?."
Ye Fuxun rubbed his sore neck and stretched, "It's much better. By the way, is the prince back?"
"Not yet, but news came from the palace early this morning that the princess was allowed to enter the palace." Qingruo said while quickly helping Ye Fuxun wash up and dress up.
Today, Ye Fuxun is wearing a lavender Bixialuo embroidered with a peacock pattern, a floor-length pink smoke gauze skirt, holding a soft green Qiluowu gauze in her arms, and a rose-style hairpin inserted sideways into her misty temples.
It's really a bit like: her eyebrows are open and spread far away, her green temples are full of the smell of spring smoke. Look at her bending her slender waist and taking a slight step, showing her bright wrists in the gauze. Her eyes are looking forward to the clear waves of spring water, and her head is slanted with a bun.
Insert a jasper dragon and phoenix hairpin. The fragrant jade is tender and delicate, more beautiful than flowers. The fingers are like peeling onions, and the mouth seems to contain vermilion. Every frown and every smile touches the heart.
"By the way, where is Mr. Ji?" Ye Fuxun suddenly thought of Ji Nanbei and asked.
"Mr. Ji went back last night. He said that the princess's body was fine and that she needed to rest more. He also said..." Qing Ruo suddenly stopped talking. Ye Fuxun looked back curiously, looked at Qing Ruo and asked
He said, "What else did you say?"
"He also said... He also said... that if the princess makes fun of her own life again, he... he will tear down the Mingyue Pavilion and use it as firewood."
Ye Fuxun laughed out loud after hearing this, and then thought of Ji Nanbei's injuries, and then ordered his servants to send some nourishing medicinal materials to Mingyue Pavilion.
The heavy door slowly opened, and Ye Fuxun appeared at the entrance of the palace in a rich dress. He looked up and saw Song Hanzhuo, who was also wearing a purple python robe. He stood with his hands behind his back. The golden mask shone in the morning light, and his eyes were like black gems.
With a little smile, he looked up to the man who loved the city and the country and walked towards him step by step. His thin lips suddenly smiled. In an instant, everything lost their luster and he strode towards the person in his heart.
The tall and handsome man walked towards him step by step and slowly stretched out his hand towards him. Ye Fuxun looked at her with a smile, put his hand on those thick hands with confidence, and said with a slight smile.
, "Why are you here?"
"Wait for you."
Ye Fuxun said "Waiting for you" and instantly felt that everything was worth it. She stood side by side with this man and walked side by side. The Zhengde Palace stood majestically in front of them. There were ninety-nine steps. The two of them walked up step by step.
Until the eunuch at the door sang loudly, "His Royal Highness, Princess Chen has arrived..."
The officials looked towards the entrance of the hall, and saw a pair of beautiful men walking from the light. The man was tall and tall, with an air of nobility that could not be concealed. The woman was charming, dignified and generous. They walked side by side and kowtowed, "I see you, Your Majesty.
Long live my emperor, long live him."
Ye Fuxun also shouted.
"Ping Shen." Song Hanxiu is wearing a bright yellow robe embroidered with the pattern of a dragon rising from the sea. Under the turbulent golden waves at the corner of the robe, he sits majestically on a dragon chair, with his long eyebrows raised slightly and his pupils as black as ink jade.
Shining with a warm brilliance, his handsome face reflected the morning light, with a god-like majesty and inherent nobility, and his whole person exuded a kingly aura that shocked the world.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Song Hanzhuo and Ye Fuxun did not stand in the queue of officials, but bowed their heads to be closest to Song Hanxiu. This is a great honor, and this Princess Chen did not have a royal decree, but she could be here
It was an extraordinary honor to be worshiped by hundreds of officials. Now Prince Chen's Mansion was the object of fawning by everyone in the capital.
"By God's blessing, the emperor issued an edict:
I have heard that the orders of the emperor and heaven are not ordinary, but only due to virtue. Therefore, Yao gave Shun, and Shun gave Yu, which is actually appropriate. The prince Song Han cultivated literary and military strategies. He was pure in nature, thrifty, benevolent and filial. He respected the heaven and earth and his relatives and loved them below.
The people of the world have the characteristics of Yao and Shun, uphold the abilities of sages and sages, worry about the national affairs, and uphold the principles of the government. They are worthy of carrying the sacred weapon. I have planned for the welfare of the people of the world. I have established myself as the new emperor, established the foundation of the emperor, and inherited the heaven and the people.
The whole world celebrates and offers a general amnesty to the whole world. After I ascend to the throne of Zen, I admire this."
"Long live my emperor, long live the emperor." The shouts of hundreds of officials paying homage echoed in the Zhengde Hall. Song Hanxiu's heart was surging. At this time, his chest was full of pride, and he said in a deep voice, "Everyone loves you."
"I, to serve the destiny and achieve great honors, I must work diligently and love the people." Song Hanxiu looked at the civil and military officials in the hall, his voice filled with majesty.