She flipped her wrist, the sword was as bright as snow, and her murderous aura was everywhere!
...
"Ah - Commander Xiao, Uncle Xiao, don't... don't kill me, you taught me all my martial arts!!!" A scream came from the hall.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Concubine Xian was startled. She immediately sat up, looked at the panting Emperor Ming beside her, and quickly patted him on the back.
Emperor Ming's face turned pale and he gasped: "Huh...huh...I...I...I dreamed about Xiao Shuai, and he wants to kill me!"
Seeing this, Concubine Xian knew that he was having a nightmare, so she had no choice but to take a handkerchief to wipe his sweat: "Your Majesty, Commander Xiao has been dead for more than 20 years, you are just dreaming."
Emperor Ming looked in a trance at the gorgeous palace lantern hanging beside the bed and the virtuous concubine beside him.
He suddenly let out a long breath: "Yes, he has been dead for so many years. This is a dream, it is a dream!"
"That old bastard has long been dead. The Northern Mongolians said that they killed him and his sons and trampled them into a pulp with hundreds of galloping horses!"
Emperor Ming murmured to himself, as if trying to comfort himself: "The Northern Mongolian people said that they left only Xiao Shuai's hand as a souvenir for me. The Northern Mongolian people hated Xiao Shuai and those of the Xiao family.
Major generals, how could you let them live!"
The noble concubine Xian's face turned pale after hearing this, and she was frightened.
Although she had been with Emperor Ming for many years, she vaguely knew some inside stories.
But it was the first time she heard Emperor Ming say these things that she didn't know in a daze, and she still felt horrified.
Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Will she still survive today? Concubine Xian couldn't help but tremble.
"Your Majesty, the calming tea is here, please take a sip." Lao He personally brought a cup of tea over and said softly.
Emperor Ming immediately took it and was about to drink it when he suddenly stared straight at Lao He.
Lao He immediately understood, and he took a small spoon on the side with familiarity, scooped up a spoonful of soup and drank it.
When Emperor Ming saw this, he drank the decoction with confidence.
After the slightly bitter and warm decoction went down, Emperor Ming felt that his panicked heart had calmed down.
He looked at the sky and asked tiredly: "Lao He, what time is it?"
"There is still a quarter of an hour until midnight, and it is almost time for Your Majesty to get up. Today is the day of the great court meeting. His Royal Highness King Qin and the Governor have arrived at the side hall early to wait for you." Lao He said respectfully.
Emperor Ming didn't go to court every day. He only went to court on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, and he had to "cultivate immortality" on weekdays.
The rest of the work was naturally left to Nine Thousand Years Old Cang Qiao to approve the work on his behalf.
Emperor Ming took a deep breath and felt a little restless, but he had to get up: "Okay, wait for me to undress."
Lao He came over immediately and, together with several young eunuchs, skillfully put Emperor Ming into his dragon robe.
Emperor Ming finished changing his dragon robe, looked at Concubine Xian, and said with a cold expression: "Concubine Xian, how many years have you been with me?"
Concubine Xian immediately knelt down with a plop and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, I have been following you for eighteen years."
"Eighteen years, well, even though you haven't been with me since your residence, you are still an old man. You know what to say and what not to say. The only woman beside me who can live for more than eighteen years, besides the queen, is you."
Emperor Ming said calmly: "I don't want you to follow in the footsteps of the empress."
"Yes, I understand. I haven't heard anything today!" Concubine Xian kowtowed tremblingly.
Emperor Ming waved his hand: "Please step back."
The noble concubine felt as if she had received an amnesty. She immediately put on her clothes and retreated crawling on the ground.
"Let's go, don't keep Cang Aiqing and Ye'er waiting for too long." Emperor Ming frowned slightly, not sure whether it was a good idea to let Concubine Xian go.
If you kill her, there will be no one in the palace to help you, so forget it.
...
In the side hall.
Cang Qiao and Shangguan Hongye each occupied a chair and sat at two ends.
Shangguan Hongye looked at Cang Qiao coldly——
The man was dressed in a python robe and was sitting lazily on a chair, closing his eyes and concentrating. Two young eunuchs were beating his legs beside him.
He looks more like an emperor than an emperor. It’s really breathtaking!
