In the dim candlelight, it was difficult to find the person's face. Ming Qingyue was sitting on the dragon couch, holding a piece of paper tightly in his hand. He had read the paper back and forth many times.
"We are a pair for the rest of our lives, half drunk, half awake and half alive. When the king plays and sings every night, the drunken lover has become a hatred."
Reciting these four sentences back and forth, the wine in the cup has long been drained.
"Your Majesty, Prince Duan's army will be returning to the court in the near future. Can we start to handle the funeral of Prince Rui or Concubine Yu?"
Xiao Lizi saw it. Ever since the Queen Mother's backyard caught fire, the yard was burned to the ground, and even the bones were reduced to ashes. After that, the Emperor went to Qinxue Zhai every day and sat there for a long time.
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What the emperor was holding at this time was also found in Qinxue Zhai, the imperial concubine.
One is his wife and the other is his brother. Ming Qingyue suffers from angina. If possible, he would rather get married as a couple. But now, by leaving both of them, does he regret that he beat a mandarin duck and separated the two of them abruptly?
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The wine glass was suddenly thrown to the ground with force. Ming Qingyue raised his head and laughed, with crystal tears oozing out of the corners of his eyes.
Outside, Bing Lei came with her personal maid Qian Xue, and she had already heard the sounds inside.
Bing Lei's eyes were lowered, and she couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
Yes, she was a craftsman sent by the Sealing Fire Palace, but as his concubine for so many years, Bing Lei seemed to have completely forgotten her identity as a craftsman.
With a gentle step, Binglei walked in quietly without letting Xiao Lizi report.
Ming Qingyue was already drunk on the dragon case, but he was still holding the piece of paper tightly in his hand.
Even Bing Lei can see that the most blessed thing about this harem woman is that she is Duan Qinxue, but...
Her hands slightly hugged the drunken man from behind, and Bing Lei held Ming Qingyue tightly in her arms.
At this time, the man beneath her drank so much that he had already lost consciousness. This was the second time that she looked at him like this.
Her heart hurt, but the person beneath her did not give her any hug in return.
"Your Majesty, I know you are not drunk? You just don't want to face this woman in the harem again, right?" Bing Lei said lightly, tears falling on Ming Qingyue's back.
The person beneath him opened his eyes slightly, but remained silent, pretending to be asleep.
"Your Majesty, I feel even more heartbroken when I see you sad. If Your Majesty really thinks Duan Qinxue is so important, I'd like to tell you that she is still alive!"
She didn't know how much courage it took for her to say these words, but after she finished speaking, Bing Lei suddenly felt relieved.
"What did you say?" Ming Qingyue finally responded. He suddenly turned over, his eyes widened, and reached out to pinch Bing Lei's chin. The force was so strong that Bing Lei frowned in pain.
Sure enough, she was the most important, Bing Lei laughed to herself, "Your Majesty, Concubine Yu and her maids have always been on good terms, but the fire only burned three of them to death. Isn't it strange?"
As soon as these words came out, Ming Qingyue's furious eyes instantly flashed with a hint of joy, and then his big hands relaxed slightly.
"Your Majesty, you have long known that Concubine Yu has been poisoned, but why do you still do it?"
Ming Qingyue's originally peaceful face suddenly darkened after hearing Bing Lei's words, and then his big hands strangled her neck again, "Tell me! How did you know!"
Bing Lei smiled lightly, with no fear in her eyes, "Did the Emperor forget that Bing Lei came from a medical family? I'm afraid Concubine Yu already has the Emperor's dragon blood in her body, and are you afraid that she can't find it?" [Fifth update]