Adore Trick of Beauty

Nie Wushuang was frightened and angry, and just as he was about to think of a way, the guards guarding Leng Palace were already rushing towards him from afar.

Nie Wushuang's heart was as cold as water. It was over. If someone saw her and Gu Qinghong appearing in the cold palace at the same time, wouldn't it be another uproar?

Wave? !

Nie Wushuang subconsciously looked at Gu Qinghong, and Gu Qinghong looked at her. Both of them were exquisite people, and they both realized the consequences at the same time. He is not the prime minister now, and entering the harem has already violated the emperor's taboo, let alone getting involved in this kind of thing.

Thoughts flashed through Gu Qinghong's mind quickly. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and flew onto the palace wall that was two or three feet high, and disappeared in an instant.

When Nie Wushuang saw that he could make such a decisive decision, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he had the energy to look at the assassin who was unconscious in the corner. Deshun stood up tremblingly, turned the face of the "assassin" facing the ground, and was shocked: "Empress...she, she is Qiu Meng! Qiu Meng next to the queen!"

Nie Wushuang was startled, and she took a step forward. At this moment, the guards were startled and rushed over. They drew out their swords and asked, "Where is the assassin?"

Nie Wushuang hugged the third prince, her thoughts were racing, and tears suddenly rolled down her face. She pointed at Qiu Meng on the ground tremblingly and cried: "Quick! Quick!...Hurry and catch this assassin, she was about to stab the third prince just now. , If it weren’t for Deshun beside me, both my life and the third prince’s life would be in danger! Feng.”

She was choked with sobs and trembled all over. The guards all recognized her identity. They felt that this was a bad thing and that they were probably responsible for their poor protection. As soon as she finished speaking, someone immediately tied up the unconscious Qiu Meng.

Deshun was also very smart and immediately said angrily: "The bold thief actually wants to assassinate the third prince! Take him to Gong Zhengsi! He will be tortured and tortured to find out who instigated it!"

Upon hearing this, the guards quickly dragged the unconscious Qiu Meng away. After a commotion, Nie Wushuang and the third prince were quickly escorted back to the "Yonghua Palace".

Nie Wushuang returned to the palace, and the third prince in her hands was taken away by her grandmother. Only then did she feel the pain in her arm. When she saw that the blood had stained half of the palace sleeves, Xia Lan quickly went to ask the imperial doctor. Nie Wushuang took off his scratched palace clothes and cleaned his wounds. The atmosphere in the entire "Yonghua Palace" was tense, and no one dared to say a word.

No one knows who dared to stab the now favored imperial concubine so blatantly.

Whether it was aimed at the prince or Nie Wushuang, no one dared to guess.

Dr. Yan came to give her medicine and write a prescription. While Nie Wushuang was letting the doctor girl bandage his wounds, Xiao Fengming came in a hurry.

His thin lips were pursed tightly, and his face, which had always been smiling and handsome, was a little more calm and dignified than before. His dark eyes were filled with anxiety. When he saw Nie Wushuang, who was pale beside the bed, his eyes suddenly flashed with regret and regret. Shocked and angry.

"How's it going? Are your muscles and bones hurt?" he asked hurriedly, holding Nie Wushuang's cold hand in his slender hands, which actually trembled slightly.

Half of the bandage on Nie Wushuang's slender, snow-white arm was dyed red. She shook her head: "I'm fine, I'm just..."

"Just what?" Xiao Fengming asked quickly.

"It's just that this wound may leave ugly scars in the future..." Nie Wushuang said sadly with bright eyes.

Xiao Fengming's tense expression suddenly relaxed, and he stroked her cheek helplessly and lovingly, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fool, as long as the person is fine, what does this scar have to do with it."

Nie Wushuang raised his head, smiled reluctantly at him, and said nothing. She had other thoughts in mind, so she naturally had no intention of paying attention to his concern.

Xiao Fengming knew that she had just been frightened and saw that the wound was not serious, so he comforted her with a few words, turned around and walked out of the inner hall.

"Who is the commander of the Ouchi Imperial Army?!" He asked the chamberlain outside the palace in a deep voice.

Xia Xiao, the commander of the Royal Forest Army who was waiting outside the palace, came in with a blue face and knelt down and said: "The sin of a humble minister deserves death!"

Xiao Fengming said coldly: "According to my decree, your position as commander of the Royal Forest Army will be removed immediately, and you will be temporarily replaced by deputy commander Ouyang Ning. Immediately find out who the assassin is, what his identity is, and who is behind it."

Xia Xiao, the commander of the Royal Forest Army, turned pale. He could only bow to the ground and accept the order, and then retreated sadly.

After Xiao Fengming finished dealing with it, he walked into the inner hall. Nie Wushuang has been bandaged and is leaning on the soft cushion of the bed with his eyes closed to rest.

Her face is as white as snow, her long and long eyebrows are slightly frowned, and her delicate and beautiful jawline is sharp and pitiful. She propped up her forehead, and her long sleeves slipped down, revealing the bloodstains on her jade arms that had not yet been washed away, like dots of red plum marks on her hands, shocking and bloody.

Xiao Fengming walked to her and shook her hand. Nie Wushuang was frightened and suddenly retracted his hand. When he saw clearly that it was him, he took a deep breath and asked tiredly: "Why does the emperor walk without making any sound? It scares the concubines."

Xiao Fengming sat beside the bed, hugged her, and asked slowly: "Can you see the assassin's face clearly?"

Nie Wushuang was about to say yes, but suddenly stopped and shook his head: "Concubine... I don't know. I'm too panicked, concubine..."

This matter happened too hastily, and the person who committed the assassination was actually Qiu Meng. This time the queen was involved, could it be the queen? …

But when I thought about it, I was filled with doubts. How could she be the queen? No matter how stupid she is, she will not let a palace maid who is related to herself assassinate her.

What kind of twists and turns are there? Nie Wushuang fell into deep contemplation.

Xiao Fengming saw that her face was pale, so he stopped asking questions, brushed her hair lightly, and pressed a kiss on her forehead: "Lie down and rest. I just saw that you lost a lot of blood."

Nie Wushuang nodded weakly,

She lay down, watching his eyes looking at her silently, her heart moved, and she whispered: "Is the emperor accompanying me?"

Seeing her soft tone, Xiao Fengming nodded: "Okay, I'll stay with you."

After he finished speaking, he lay half beside her, looked at her sleeping face, and suddenly whispered: "Wushuang, I broke my promise again."

Nie Wushuang leaned against his warm chest. Hearing this, he opened his eyes and was slightly surprised: "What did the emperor say?"

Xiao Fengming gently stroked her long ink hair, his eyes were like the water of an abyss, and after a long time he said: "I once promised you that I would not let you fall into dangerous situations, but in the past two years, you have suffered a lot for me. .What should I do to make you worry-free for the rest of your life?"

His voice was calm, as if he was talking about an extremely ordinary thing. After hearing this, Nie Wushuang suddenly smiled: "The emperor is not a god, so naturally there are things he cannot take care of. I don't care."

She raised her bright eyes with a faint look: "I said that I don't care about anything, I only care about the emperor. Has the emperor forgotten?"

Xiao Fengming smiled in relief, with a mixture of guilt and relief in his smile. He caressed her cheek gently, and the two of them were speechless, but there were thousands of words that didn't need to be said.

…

Xiao Fengming watched Nie Wushuang sleep before walking out of the inner hall. Suddenly, a chamberlain came in a hurry, knelt down and reported: "Your Majesty, the Queen, Feng Hu, has arrived."

Xiao Fengming was slightly surprised: "She came so fast?"

At this time, Ouyang Ning, the deputy commander of the Royal Forest Army, arrived. He knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, someone has identified the assassin. He is Qiu Meng, the eldest maid next to the Queen!"

What he said was neither light nor serious. Just as the queen was about to step into the inner hall with the support of the palace maid, she could hear everything clearly. Upon hearing this, Xiao Fengming suddenly raised his head and looked at the queen who paused at the palace gate.

The two of them stared at each other, not knowing for a moment whether they should take the step forward or take a step back.

The queen's eyes had complex expressions, including shock and anger, grievance, and pain. Various expressions changed one by one, and in the end, only a trace of sadness and a hint of tiredness remained.

After being husband and wife for more than ten years, they have reached the end of their rope.

Xiao Fengming's heart softened slightly, he removed his eyes and sat in the main seat in the hall. The queen slowly walked forward, knelt down, and whispered: "I pay homage to the emperor. Long live the emperor. Long live the emperor."

Xiao Fengming raised her hand and said calmly: "The queen is flat."

The queen stood up and glanced at the heavy curtains, feeling that there was a faint medicinal fragrance floating inside. Inside was his most beautiful woman, and she might not have any more of his love and tenderness. She looked at Xiao Fengming in front of her, and never before did she feel that his familiar face was as ethereal as in the clouds.

Anger that she couldn't explain surged through her heart, but her upbringing made her speak at the right time: "Your Majesty, Qiu Meng was not commissioned by my concubine. I hope Your Majesty will tell you for sure!"

Xiao Fengming's eyes flashed slightly in surprise, but soon disappeared, and he said calmly: "Whether it is true or not is up to Gong Zhengsi to check, so the queen doesn't have to worry about it."

When the Queen heard his cold words, tears almost burst out of her eyes. She raised her head and said in a sad voice, "Don't you, Your Majesty, believe me?"

Xiao Fengming said coldly: "It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not. Even if the queen is not involved, it is still a crime of lax governance!"

************The ice is creeping up, vomiting blood...******************

I have been so tired these past few days. I am so exhausted that I still have no way to see the Forbidden City and the Great Wall... I burst into tears... I am so exhausted! Bing's flight will be at noon tomorrow, and I estimate that I will have to wait until the evening to update when I get to Xiamen. Put the lid on the pot and ask for flowers, and ask for monthly tickets...