He Ying won Youlanxuan and did not go to Yuesang Hall, but to the martial arts field.
He rode a horse and galloped, drew his bow and shot arrows.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
The arrow hit the bullseye.
"The Emperor is mighty!"
"Long live the Emperor!"
The surrounding Imperial Guards cheered.
After hearing this for a long time, He Ying lost interest.
Strictly speaking, he is not an emperor who likes to listen to flattery.
"Where is Rongye?"
He Ying got off his horse and glanced at the neat rows of imperial troops.
Rong Ye immediately stepped out: "I'm here."
He had dark skin, a rugged face, and a tall build. According to modern measurement units, he was two meters tall.
Like a giant.
He Ying glanced at him and took a weapon from the side. A long sword decorated with auspicious dragon pattern tassels was his exclusive and commonly used weapon.
Since regaining the thirteen cities of Minzhou two years ago, he has rarely used force.
"Follow me through two moves."
"yes."
Ronye took the spear and jumped onto the high platform.
He Ying then jumped up and acted out of luck.
He is good at close-quarters attacks. He flashes up behind Rongye time and time again, as agile and swift as a cheetah, and flies close to his spear.
Rong Ye was extremely powerful and good at long-term battles. He once fought in the battle of Mayangguan for three days and still had strong physical strength.
"Bang!"
"Stab-"
The sword and gun clanked and turned into a long string of sparks.
The two fought for half an hour, and it was difficult to decide the winner.
"That's all."
He Ying threw the sword back to its original position and jumped off the high platform.
He was tired, panting slightly, and his forehead was covered with sweat.
Pei Muyang hurriedly stepped forward and handed over the wet handkerchief: "Your Majesty, wipe it quickly——"
After He Ying wiped his face, he took the handkerchief and handed him some tea.
The tea is fragrant, clear, and rippling.
He Ying glanced at it and waved his hand: "I won't drink tea anymore. I've been drinking it for three days and I'm tired of it. Let's switch to a different bar. Liquor."
"yes."
Pei Muyang was as careful as his hair, and also prepared wine. He immediately picked up a jar of strong wine, poured two bowls, and carried it over.
He Ying gave Rong Ye a bowl.
The two clinked their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.
Liquor burns throat.
It also burned with great pride.
"It's been two years. It's time for this world to see some blood."
He Ying is a militant.
After two years of recuperating, it’s time to do something.
This palace is too boring.
Rongye understood the emperor's ambition and immediately knelt down to express his loyalty: "I am willing to open up new territories for the emperor and achieve great achievements throughout the ages."
When other soldiers saw him kneeling, they knelt down one after another and shouted: "I am willing to open up new territories for the emperor and achieve great achievements throughout the ages."
A soldier who is afraid of war is not a good soldier.
A good man will shed blood on the battlefield and make great achievements.
He Ying returned satisfied.
He got on the chariot and ordered to return to Qingning Palace.
Pei Muyang was confused and asked with a flattering smile: "Your Majesty, the Crown Princess is here, why don't you go to Yuesang Palace?"
He Ying frowned: "She has returned home, how can she still be the Crown Princess?"
The Crown Princess belongs to someone else.
Only when Sang Yan was free could the emperor take action.
Pei Muyang reacted, immediately slapped himself in the mouth, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is wise. My servant made a mistake. That is Miss Sang who has returned home."
He Ying was in a good mood and laughed and cursed: "Idiot!"
Pei Muyang was scolded, but he smiled as if he had received a reward: "It's my servant who is stupid. I wonder why the emperor doesn't go to Yuesang Palace? Miss Sang is probably eagerly waiting for the emperor."
In order to cater to the emperor's heart, he went against his conscience and said that Sang Yan liked the emperor.
The chief eunuch, Yu Huaide, was too upright and warned the emperor many times not to have Sang Yan's ideas, which is why he ended up like that. He could not do such stupid things.
Although He Ying knew that Sang Yan was a timid rabbit and didn't like him, it didn't stop him from being happy.
"Why are we anxious? There are people who are more anxious than us."
"……yes."
Pei Muyang was a smart man, and with a flash of his mind, he figured out the secret - the emperor pretended to favor Concubine Lan, forcing Sang Ruoshui to invite Sang Yan into the palace to help win the favor. Now that Sang Yan has entered the palace,
She must have been eager to push him towards the emperor.
The group of people marched back to Qingning Hall.
Sure enough, Xiang Xiu, the maid from Yuesang Palace, was standing in Qingning Palace.
"Your Majesty, my mother-in-law is seriously ill and I miss you so much. I beg your Majesty to go see your mother-in-law."
Xiangxiu rushed over in a few steps, knelt in front of the chariot, and cried until the pear blossoms were wet with rain.
He Ying sat on the chariot, looking down from high above, with a compassionate expression on his face: "I'm sorry to see you. Then go and see him."
Pei Muyang: "..."
The emperor is really too "bad".
Yuesang Hall
Sang Yan comforted Sang Ruoshui for a few words and then went back to the side hall.
Sang Ruoshui lay sickly on the bed, grabbing her sleeves and saying in a hoarse voice: "Sister, haven't you forgiven me yet?"
Sang Yan saw that she was really pitiful, and the young girl was so sentimental, so she shook her head: "I am your sister. As long as you truly treat me as your sister, I will naturally treat you as my younger sister. It is extremely ridiculous for two sisters to turn against each other because of a man.
thing."
She said, pulling off her hand and explaining: "I brought you a gift. Go over and get it."
Coincidentally, when I was about to leave the palace, I saw the emperor's chariot from a distance.
well.
Kneel down again.
"The Emperor has arrived——"
Pei Muyang's voice was high-pitched and deliberately prolonged.
Sang Yan couldn't pretend not to see it, so she could only step forward to greet him, kneel down and salute: "See you, Your Majesty."
He Ying looked down at the little man kneeling in front of him. He was still wearing plain white mourning clothes, and his black hair was shining brightly.
She didn't raise her head, her black hair was hanging down, fluttering lightly in the wind.
Can't see the face.
Not happy.
He raised his hand: "Sit down."
After Sang Yan thanked her, she stood up and wanted to run away, but she saw the emperor getting off the chariot and heading straight towards her.
She was palpitating for no reason and hurriedly stepped aside to make way for him.
"I heard that Concubine Sang is ill. Since you are here, come with me to see Concubine Sang."
He passed her.
The breath is moist and cold.
The hair is still half wet.
I came here after taking a shower.
Sang Yan didn't think much, only regretted that she couldn't escape, so she said "yes" and followed him.
Deliberately falling a few steps behind.
He seemed to feel something. He looked back at her and stopped moving, as if he was waiting for her.
Sang Yan looked at him, feeling extremely stressed, feeling miserable in her heart, and speeding up with a wry smile on her face.
"Just three steps."
He measured the distance between the two and gave a reminder.
When Sang Yan heard what he said, she immediately thought that he was not close to women, so she came up with an idea to lower her favorability: "I am stupid and reckless, if you are not careful-"
As he spoke, he deliberately reached out to touch his sleeve.
He Ying did not hide, he stared into her eyes from above and smiled slowly: "The last woman who caused me to get sick, I gave her a beating with a stick for two hours. She was beaten into mud, but she was still breathing.
Qi, do you want to experience it?"
Sang Yan: "..."
In no mood.
Is the emperor trying to scare her?
She was frightened and retracted her hand decisively, even turning her back behind her.
At the same time, I also understood: She thinks too highly of herself. How can a majestic emperor of a country not see any beauty? Especially if he can't get close to women, even if he wants to do something, he can't do it. So, the meaning of beauty is not
Now that he is older, she can only serve as a source of fresh entertainment to him.
Once I figured it out like this, I felt so refreshed.
She became more courageous: "Your Majesty is the real Dragon Emperor. If you come to visit my sister, with your dragon energy protecting you, the disease will be gone quickly."
See, she just knows how to flatter someone.
No different from others.
But she forgot that the emperor was a psychopath.
"Miss Sang is very good at talking, so please say more."
He looked at her with a playful smile.
Wait, what the hell is Miss Sang?
Shouldn't she be the Crown Princess?
well.
The emperor is really a lunatic.
Sang Yan faced his dangerous gaze and lowered her head, thinking it would be safer to keep her mouth shut.
Seeing this, He Ying suppressed laughter and said in his heart: Timid rabbit.
Then he turned around and continued walking into the temple.
In the palace
The maids and eunuchs knelt on both sides and shouted in unison: "See your Majesty——"
He turned a blind eye, walked forward, sat on the main seat, and asked with a cold face: "Why is Concubine Sang sick? How did you take care of her?"
These words have a somewhat sinister meaning.
When the maids and eunuchs heard this, they all looked frightened, trembling and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, forgive me."
The atmosphere in the palace also became heavy and depressing.
"It's not their fault. It's just that I'm weak."
With Xiangxiu's help, Sang Ruoshui got out of bed weakly, her voice hoarse and weak.
The beauty is slim, weak and pitiful.
When He Ying saw it, he was not touched at all. He waved his hand coldly and said: "You are weak, so you don't need to come over. Just lie down."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Sang Ruoshui thanked you, but did not lie down, but continued to walk forward: "I have been lying down for a long time, and I am tired. It is rare for the emperor to come over, and I want to sit down and talk with you."
She wants to see him.
It was so difficult to see him after so many days apart.
She missed Bone Erosion and tears fell again.
When He Ying saw her crying, he didn't feel sorry for her. He just felt annoyed: "You are sick, so take a good rest. You are not needed to talk to me."
He never liked talking to women.
Except for one person.
He looked at Sang Yan. The plain white mourning clothes once amazed him, but now they made him feel dazzled: "I heard that you have returned home, so there is no need to wear mourning——"
Having said this, he looked at Pei Muyang and ordered: "Let the people from the Clothing Bureau make clothes for Miss Sang."