Chapter 122: Sick?

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date="2021-02-15"

title="Chapter 122: Sick? "

weight="127219"

series = ["The Times Spent in Pretense"]

mode = "manual"

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"His Royal Highness, are you angry?" After Hua Liuli realized it, the prince was really upset.

The prince took a peek at Hua Liuli, and twisted: "Yeah."

Seeing the prince awkward, Hua Liuli walked to him and pulled up his sleeves: "Don't be angry, okay?"

The prince gently pulled the sleeves, and unexpectedly pulled the sleeves out of Hua Liuli's hands. He awkwardly pushed the sleeves back into Hua Liuli's hands and turned his head and said, "Do you not believe me?"

"His Royal Highness, it is precisely because I believe in you that I did not come to you." Hua Liuli held the prince's hand, the prince's hand was warm and clean, she held it with an infinite sense of security.

"Throughout the ages, privately concealing dragon robes has been a serious crime. The former prince was placed under house arrest by his father for a whole life for the crime of concealing dragon robes without arguing the truth. Before, I couldn't involve you in it." Hua Liuli smiled softly, "Your Highness, you don't know how beautiful you look when you laugh. Although there are spring, summer, autumn and winter in the capital, as long as you are there, it will always be the most beautiful spring. "

"It doesn't matter if I am selfish or self-righteous, I don't want you to suffer a bit." Hua Liuli opened her hands, gently grabbed one of the prince's hands, and shook it to and fro: "Your Highness, don't be angry, OK?"

The prince was flushed by Hua Liuli's words, and was fascinated. He held a pair of red ears and looked at Hua Liuli pretending to be angry: "Don't think that if you say something nice, I won't be angry with you."

"Then how can your Highness forgive me?" Hua Liuli looked at the prince pitifully: "Your Highness doesn't like me because of such a small matter?"

"Don't talk nonsense." The prince looked at Hua Liuli, his eyes seemed to have surging emotions, and in the end all turned into infinite tenderness: "Liu Li is my heart, liver, and my life. You are not willing to suffer for me. , How am I willing to get you involved in a conspiracy?"

"From now on..." The prince leaned slightly, as if to kiss the corner of Hua Liuli's lips, "If you encounter this kind of thing in the future, will you come to me first?"

Hua Liuli stared at the prince in a daze. Faced with such a pair of eyes, she thought vaguely, facing such affectionate and beautiful eyes, even if she wanted her life, she could not help but nod.

"Okay, eh?"

Hua Liuli smelled the faint scent of the prince's body, and she nodded: "Okay."

"I remembered." The prince held Hua Liuli's hand tightly with his backhand: "If you encounter problems in the future, you must come to me first. Two people have more ideas than one."

Hua Liuli smiled, "Is it okay if I hurt you?"

"The matter between us is not called entanglement, but can only be called sharing happiness and suffering." The prince suddenly pointed to the branch. "Look, how well does this magnolia grow?"

Hua Liuli looked up and saw a few white magnolia flowers blooming on the branches, like veiled fairies.

Her cheek was gently touched by the warm lips, Hua Liuli's eyes widened, and she turned to look at the prince.

"This is a scream." The prince who succeeded in strategy smiled triumphantly: "Liu Li was born in a family of military commanders. You should understand."

Hua Liuli stretched out her hand to pinch the prince's cheek, and pulled his handsome face into a square shape: "The prince deserves to have a friendship with his father and apprentice, and he knows it all."

"It hurts..." The prince looked at Hua Liuli grievously, letting Hua Liuli pull her face.

"Does it really hurt?" Hua Liuli quickly let go, holding the prince's face and rubbing it: "His Royal Highness's face is too soft and tender, it turns red with a slight pinch."

"Although the magnolia is beautiful, but with colored glaze, I was fascinated by you. All my mind." The prince said distressed: "If you are to blame, you can only blame you for being too good, so that I want to be close to you all the time. "

"So in the final analysis, I still blame me?" Hua Liuli held the prince's face and raised an eyebrow at him.

"Blam me, blame me, blame my heart. It's not obedient." The prince grabbed Hua Liuli's two hands: "Our family Liuli can't make mistakes. Even if it's wrong, it's my fault."

Hearing that Fushou princess had committed the crime of hiding his dragon robe, the British king hurried into the palace. He stopped when he saw the prince and Hua Liuli joking and playing under the magnolia tree.

In his impression, Princess Fushou was weak and he needed to be held in his palm to take care of him. Even when he laughed, he looked timid and timid.

But only now did he know that it turned out that Princess Fushou would also laugh with people, and even take the initiative to stretch out and pull people's cheeks, but the person being pulled was not him.

"The prince?" The attendant eunuch knew that the British king hurried into the palace to intercede for Princess Fushou, but now that Princess Fushou is in the mood to joking with the prince, it means that the matter is not serious at all.

"The prince, the prince is really good to the Fushou princess, even for the serious crime of hiding the dragon robe, he dare to intercede with your majesty." The attendant eunuch bowed his head and said: "I wasted you..."

"Shut up." The British king looked at the eunuch who had been with him since he was a child, and said in a bad tone: "You are less and less aware of the rules now. How can you allow you to make irresponsible remarks about royal matters? ."

"The prince, forgive me." The attendant eunuch knelt in front of the king, looking very humble: "The servant maid just looked at you for paying so much for Fushou Princess, but she didn't know anything. Instead, she flirted with the prince. Can't help but fight the injustice for you."

"This king needs you to fight the injustice?" The King of England kicked him on his shoulder, kicking him out and rolling: "Don't talk too much in front of this king, there is no place to talk."

"Yes." The eunuch hurriedly got up from the ground, not daring to pat the dust on his body, and hurriedly followed the British king and left the palace.

After Lord Wang left the palace, the ministers who were listening to the news gathered around him.

"Master Wang, has your Majesty made any intentions?"

"Who kept the dragon robe in the Villa of Fushou Princess?"

"It's the prince..."

Lord Wang hadn't spoken yet, and some officials showed expressions of "sure enough". The prince has been spoiled by his majesty over the years, and now that he has the backing of the Hua family, his heart has grown stronger. With such an arrogant personality as the prince, it was not surprising at all that he had hidden his dragon robe privately.

"With your majesty, I put it in the garden."

"Huh?!" Several officials who were about to go home to write about the impeachment of the prince, exclaimed on the spot, "How is it possible?!"

"It's true. After the old man went to meet with your majesty, your majesty has already made the matter clear. This matter has nothing to do with Princess Fushou. Please don't guess wildly, so as not to make your majesty angry." Lord Wang was really embarrassed to say the prince. The reason for putting the dragon robe is to pretend to be profound: "Your majesty and the prince have their own deep meaning in doing things, so don't inquire, lest your majesty's affairs will be broken."

Several adults showed their suddenly realized expressions, and nodded again and again: "That's it."

In fact, they don’t know anything, but when they think that they were filled with indignation just now about this matter, they also said a few bad things about Fushou Princess, and they were a little scared, but that is the future prince, or even the future queen, what they said. , If it reaches the ears of Fushou Princess, it will be bad.

"Let's just say that Princess Fushou was born in the family of a loyal minister and has a gentle and kind temperament. How can he do such a thing?"

"This official thinks so too. The female relatives in the family have always praised the Fushou Princess. She is the prince personally selected by His Majesty for the prince. How could such a good girl do such rebellious things. "

"Yes, yes, I think so too."

As for the nonsense such as "rebellious officials and thieves", "knowing people, knowing their faces and not knowing their hearts," they are not talking about them. Everything is a misunderstanding.

The matter of Princess Fushou's private possession of the dragon robe opened with a vigorous vigor, and ended silently. Even at the next day's meeting, no one brought it out to discuss it.

There were only a few courtiers who had speculated about the Hua family and the prince, and stood in the pile of courtiers without saying a word, fearing that the Hua family and the prince would know what they said yesterday.

Fortunately, until the end of the dynasty, the Hua family and the prince did not trouble them.

They just don't know that they have a ghost in their hearts, so they think a bit too much. They felt inexplicably that when the prince passed by them, his pace seemed extremely slow.

"His Royal Highness." Zhang Shuo stopped the prince, and the prince turned his head: "Master Zhang?"

"I wonder if the prince can go to Dali Temple for a short talk with the next official?" Zhang Shuo bowed to the prince.

"Good." The prince nodded, and immediately agreed.

When he arrived at Dali Temple, Zhang Shuo opened the door and said: "His Royal Highness, the minister has checked all the people in the Fushou County Lord's Villa. There are indeed a few suspicious people who have approached the place where the dragon robe was found."

Zhang Shuo put a piece of paper with the name list in front of the prince: "These people seem to be unrelated, but they can more or less be involved with Lincui Palace or the Royal Palace of England."

"The King of England?" The prince took a look at the list, and then put it back on the table, with his index finger pressed to the table, "Why did Master Zhang say this to Gu?"

"Your Majesty has orders. This case will be handed over to His Royal Highness." Zhang Shuo looked at the prince, not wanting to let go of any expression on his face: "So the minister came to ask for your Royal Highness's orders.

"You can go to the Royal Mansion for inquiries, but I think that this matter has nothing to do with the King of England." The prince said in a calm tone, "Although the King of England cannot be called a brotherly brother, based on his character, he would not do this kind of work. The matter, let alone the loyal minister Liangjiang will be involved in this kind of matter in the future."

Zhang Shuo was a little surprised. He always thought that the prince was at odds with the king. In the past, the prince had conflicts with the prince, and the prince would not give the king a face. Unexpectedly, the prince would help in the face of such a good opportunity to clean up the king. The King of England speaks.

It was said that the royal family had no real feelings, but he couldn't see the feelings of these people in the Ji family dynasty. Is this good or bad?

"His Royal Highness is serious?" Zhang Shuo also wanted to confirm whether the prince was lying.

"Does Master Zhang think that the orphan will help him speak good things?" The prince sneered, "Who doesn't know that the relationship between the lone and the eldest brother is not good? He is definitely not going to do such things after plotting against Zhongliang. Yes. If Master Zhang doesn't believe it, you can check it slowly. If he is unlucky, it will be a good thing for Gu."

"Master Zhang, don't hesitate, just ask the king if you have anything to do." The King of England suddenly pushed the door and came in. He didn't know how long he had been listening outside the door. His complexion looked calm, and he strode into the room without looking. The prince sitting on the side said directly to Zhang Shuo, "Master Zhang, please."

Master Zhang glanced at the prince, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon leisurely, sipping tea slowly, as if the tea from Dali Temple was a new rare item this year.

"Does the prince have an impression of these people?" Zhang Shuo handed over the list of those who were most suspected to be in front of the king.

The King of England took this list and found that the relationship between the list was very clear, and even those who had visited or had indirect contact with Lincui Palace and the King's Palace were all listed.

"Master Zhang, please rest assured, within an hour, this king will send all these people to Dali Temple." King Ying's face is very ugly, even if he doesn't like to use his brain, he can see that there is a conspiracy.

This conspiracy not only targeted the Prince and the Hua family, but also targeted him.

Who did it?

King Ning? No, King Ning is a gentle temper. What he loves most is tasting food and watching the excitement. Can't you do such a thing?

Is it Ji Qichen or Ji Yanqiu?

He knew that these two younger brothers must have come to collect debts.

"Thank you, the lord for cooperating with the Weichen investigation." Zhang Shuo breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that His Royal Highness was so easy to speak, and he was not at all like him who was usually grumpy.

The prince put down the teacup and smiled and said, "Since the matter has been made clear, I will leave first."

"Wait." The King of England stopped the prince: "I will go with you."

The prince did not answer him, and walked out of Zhang Shuo's office with his hands behind him.

Without thinking about it, the King of England chased it out.

After leaving Dali Temple, the two brothers rode on a tall horse, speechless for a while.

The British king looked at the prince who was not smiling, and after a while, he said, "Why are you helping me to speak?"

"Help you?" The prince knew that the King of England had heard what he said just now, and he chuckled, very coolly: "I'm not helping you, just telling the facts and not letting the father worry about it."

"At this time, shouldn't you take the opportunity to suppress me and eliminate my threat?" The King of England couldn't understand why the prince would miss such a good opportunity.

"Threat?" The prince raised his eyebrows, and showed a signature irritating smile at the King of England: "Brother Great Sovereign, do you know why you are only seven days older than lonely, but how old you look than lonely?"

The King of England stared at him and did not speak, because he knew that the prince would not be able to say anything nice.

"People who think too much are easy to get old." The prince snorted: "It's not alone against you. In the eyes of lonely, you are never a threat."

The British king was a little moved: "Could it be that you..."

"Who can threaten the loneliness?" The prince smiled lazily: "Don't think too much. Thinking too much is not only easy to get old, but also easy to feel good about yourself."

King of England: "..."

He still had to kill the dog prince. To have such a prince, for their prince, it was simply a mental torture.

"Brother Dahuang, don't be angry." The prince didn't smile and said, "Guishan has always been this temperament. It has been so many years, why are you still angry?"

The King of England gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up."

The prince smiled and looked at him, but he didn't really speak anymore.

Obviously the other party listened to him and really stopped talking, but the King of England felt aggrieved. It should be said that every time he confronts the prince, there is no time to not be aggrieved.

Both are the sons of the father, so why is only the dog prince particularly angry?

The King of England was silent for a while: "You and Princess Fushou, really set the wedding date on August 12?"

"Brother Dahuang is worried that it will be too late to prepare Gu and Liuli's wedding gift?"

Liuli.

The King of England recited the name silently in his heart, knowing that he would never be able to say the name in his entire life. Now he calls her the princess, and later he will call her the prince.

If he hadn't had so many worries at the beginning, maybe it was him who became the groom.

The corners of the English king's lips moved, and he looked away and said, "I don't know what Princess Fushou likes, so I should prepare in advance."

"You don't have to be polite, Brother Dahuang, if you don't know what to give, you can give us gold and silver, and the title deed will be fine. Neither lonely nor Liuli will dislike it." The prince smiled, "No one is too much of silver. "

"Okay." The King of England responded muffled, "Princess Fushou is weak, treat her well."

"Thank you, Brother Huang, for your concern. Liuli is a lonely treasure, how can you be willing to wrong her?" The prince didn't seem to see the different color on the face of the British king. When he mentioned the sweetness between himself and Liuli, his tone was lighter: "Wait. After the lone family's affairs are finished, your good deeds, Brother Huang, should be near too."

The King of England felt that his heart was stabbed twice by the prince, not only faintly pained, but also forced a smile.

After he was separated from the prince, he returned to the palace and asked people to tie up the suspicious servants, stuffed them into the carriage, and sent them to Dali Temple through the back door.

Even if he was stabbed by the prince, he would not tolerate these servants.

"Lord..."

When the attendant eunuch came over, the King of England was in a bad mood, pushed him away, impatiently: "Get out of here, this king wants to be quiet."

"Yes." The attendant eunuch bowed and exited the room, carefully closing the door for him.

The moment the door closed, the eunuch, the attendant, looked through the crack of the door and saw a painful expression on the King's face.

The prince returned to Chenyang Palace and took a closer look at the dragon robe found in the Bieyuan. The embroidery skills of the dragon robe are very superb. It is not like something urgently made. The ordinary folk embroiders can't make such good things.

There is also the gold thread for embroidering the dragon pattern, and it takes countless processes to embroider a complete dragon pattern.

"Has the size of the clothes been measured?" The prince pulled up the sleeves of the dragon robe and took a look, then turned to ask Zhao Sancai.

"His Royal Highness, the size of this dragon robe..." Zhao Sancai hesitated: "It is the same size as you usually wear."

"Do you even know the size of the lonely?" The prince threw the sleeve away from his hand, as if this thing was hot to his hands: "It seems that this person is not easy."

"So many people are staring at you every day, I really don't worry." Emperor Changlong sighed and looked at the prince worriedly: "It is better for me to abdicate directly and let you become emperor, so no one will use this method. For you or the Hua family, I can save snacks."

"Father, please forgive your child for speaking badly. You are in your prime, how could you think of such absurd things." The prince said quickly: "You are young and have never seen the world. You can rest assured that you will hand over your century-old foundation to your child. Hands?"

"I feel relieved."

Prince: "..."

He can't answer this.

"Father, for the sake of our ancestors and ancestors of the Ji family, please don't have such negative thoughts." The prince said: "You are the true dragon emperor. For the people of Dajin, you will work hard."

"The son is still young. Not only did he not marry, he didn't have children." The prince retired, retreating farther and farther away from the dragon robe: "There is a saying that is good, but the son is too young to do things without hair. It's unreliable."

Emperor Changlong: "..."

What did he do to raise such a son?

As night fell gradually, the moon climbed up the treetops, and a man in a light brocade robe stood under the golden laurel tree with a cold expression.

"My lord, the plan to hide the dragon robe privately failed, and those subordinates have been exposed." The subordinates knelt in front of the man, feeling that the head on his neck was already shaky and was about to roll to the ground.

"Failed?" The man frowned: "The dragon robe was not successfully put in?"

"Back to the lord, the dragon robe was not only placed in the Fushou County Lord's Villa, but also was found to be sent to the Chenyang Palace." The subordinate swallowed, not daring to say what happened next.

"go on!"

The man's complexion became colder.

"But soon there was news from the palace that the dragon robe was not put by the Fushou Princess, but by your majesty and the prince." His subordinates shivered: "Therefore, no one will pursue this matter."

Such a precious dragon robe, a dragon robe that took several months to make, obviously they sent someone to put it in. How could it be that the Emperor Changlong let the prince put it in after just entering the palace?

Is there something wrong with Emperor Changlong's brain?

"You mean, Emperor Changlong claimed that he put the dragon robe?" The man's face was distorted, as if he was very angry: "Is he in the palace and is controlled by the prince and the Hua family?"

The subordinate shook his head: "According to the man in the palace, everything is business as usual."

Business as usual is the biggest abnormality!

How can the emperor see the dragon robe hidden by his courtier's furniture, and even ran to carry the scapegoat by himself, telling the people of the world, don't get me wrong, this is all my own.

Is it sick? !

Is he still not the emperor? !

Can you be a little jealous of the emperor? !

What about the dignity and temper of the emperor? !

Are they all eaten by dogs, huh? !

The man held on to Jin Guishu, did not hold back the anger in his heart, and broke the laurel branch: "Isn't the one in the palace wanting revenge? Since she hates the concubine Xian so much, she will kill the person she cares about most."

"It is said that the King of England is at odds with the prince, and there are even quarrels." The man took out a thumb-sized jade bottle from his arms: "This medicine is called Sanxisan, and it has allowed Fushou Princess to escape."

Unfortunately, the King of England will not have such good luck.

Since his strategy contradicts the Five Elements of Fushou, the plan this time avoids Fushou.

The author has something to say: Villain: Don't ask, ask is so angry that you want to kill.