Jingyang and Jingxi are twins, and they understand Jingxi's temper best.

As soon as Jing Xi rolled his eyes, Jing Yang knew that he had a bad idea.

Jing Xi hooked her fingers. Jing Yang, Shangguan An Ning and the older children were quite helpless, but they still moved closer.

"Let's do this..." Jing Xi said this.

Several little heads nodded and then dispersed.

Beiling Yiyun walked angrily to the banquet hall. She held a soft willow stick in her hand and took out her anger on the flowers, plants and trees on the roadside along the way.

She licked the flowers on the roadside and muttered and cursed: "You are so old, why are you dragging me? If you weren't the emperor's father, if the emperor wasn't still a young boy, I, a fifteen-year-old cardamom girl,

Can I like an old man like you? Bah!"

"What are you talking about?" A childish voice came from behind.

Beiling Yiyun was startled, and when he looked back, he saw Jingyang standing there with his hands behind his back, his delicate and beautiful little face tensed, and his eyes cold.

Beiling Yiyun's face turned a little pale. She knew Jingyang, and Dongming Ziyu often took him with her.

"Little prince, why are you here?"

What she said along the way would not be heard by this little brat, right?

No, she was just talking in her heart, and she made a little sound at most. It would not be heard, and it would not be clear.

Jingyang said coldly: "Are you afraid? You have done something wrong."

Beiling Yiyun's eyes turned cold, "My young prince, please stop talking nonsense. What can I do here?"

"You were scolding my father just now, and I heard it clearly!" Jingyang's face showed murderous intent, "Do you know what it is to insult the Supreme Emperor and disrespect the royal family?!"

Beiling Yiyun panicked for a moment, but she quickly calmed down, bent down, looked straight into Jingyang's eyes, smiled like an aunt she thought she was kind, and said in a coaxing tone: "Little prince, I am Bei

The princess of Ling is not a citizen of Da Ming, so you have no right to punish me. Besides, I am not disrespectful to the royal family of Da Ming. You heard wrong, otherwise you can provide evidence?"

Of course Jingyang couldn't produce any evidence, so he suddenly slapped Beiling Yiyun in the face.

Beiling Yiyun, who also knew some martial arts, hurriedly stood up and backed away, and saw Jingyang's palm turning into a fist and hitting her abdomen.

Her eyes turned cold, she pinched Jingyang's wrist and flicked him, throwing Jingyang to the side of the road.

Jingyang fell to the ground and didn't make any movement, but he lay there motionless.

Beiling Yiyun's heart skipped a beat, "You're not going to die, are you? I didn't use any strength!"

Slowly walked over and gently pushed Jingyang, "Hey, little prince!"

Seeing that Jingyang was still motionless, he felt scared. He tried his breathing with trembling fingers, but there was no breath.

"Ah!" She exclaimed and retracted her hand in fright.

died!

Oh my God, she was in trouble.

However, she didn't use any force at all. The other party was Emperor Da Ming's biological brother, so she didn't dare to use force at all.

She killed Emperor Dongming's biological brother, what should she do?

Dongming Jingyu is ambitious and worried that he can't find an excuse to attack Beiling. Now, isn't this a ready reason?

No, she can't be Beiling's sinner!

She looked around hurriedly and found no one around, so she quickly picked up her skirt and ran away.

The night wind of the twelfth lunar month was very cold, and it made her face hurt. She wore very little to seduce Dongming Ziyu, and she shivered when the wind blew.

Suddenly, a strong wind carrying snowflakes blew up, shaking the lanterns on the roadside and extinguishing several lights.

The surrounding environment immediately became dim, and the swaying lanterns made the surrounding trees blurry, like ghosts with teeth and claws.

Beiling Yiyun did something wrong and became even more frightened.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared under the big tree in front, floating in the air, fluttering, fluttering.

By the dim light of a lantern not far away, Beiling Yiyun recognized that it was a child, it was Jingyang!

Now the child spoke quietly: "It's an injustice...it's an injustice that the king died...repay the king's life!"

"Ah! Ghost!" Beiling Yiyun finally collapsed and ran away with his head in his arms, "Ghost! Ghost!"

Seeing her running away, the black shadow slowly fell to the ground, and then it was seen that there was a rope tied around his waist.

Behind the big tree, the two eldest children Wang Mingxuan and Shangguan Anning were lowering the rope.

The kid pretending to be a ghost is none other than Jingyang.

Jingyang landed on the ground, and while untying the rope around his waist, he said dejectedly: "I don't know if Jing Xi can play the role of me. It will definitely damage my image."

Wang Mingxuan smiled and said: "Isn't it because you are more mature and the courtiers believe what you say? Mr. Jing Xi has a wild temper and often teases the officials. If you think about it, nine out of ten of them will not believe what he says."

Jingyang sighed: "My acting skills are not as good as those of my second brother."

Shangguan Anning reminded: "You should think about how to play the role of the young prince later."

Jingyang held his forehead, "Just do your best, let's go to the main hall."

With that said, he turned around and walked away, walking with his head held high, like a young man.

Wang Mingxuan smiled from behind and reminded: "Little prince, the second prince will not walk in such a serious manner."

Jingyang's face darkened, and he took two steps with a bound, "Is that so?"

Shangguan Anning smiled and said: "It's a bit similar, but it's still not natural. You should practice more."

Jingyang looked at the sky speechlessly, but he still walked and talked like Jing Xi, asking Wang Mingxuan and Shangguan Anning for advice.

Over there, Beiling Yiyun was almost running to the palace gate. Suddenly she stopped and slapped herself on the forehead, "You fell into the trap of those two little bastards!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked back.

When they came to Da Ming, they naturally found out everything about the royal family, and they knew that Dongming Jingxi and Dongming Jingyang were twin brothers.

I thought the boy was dead just now, so I was so frightened that I lost my sense of control, and when I was frightened by another boy, I became even more panicked.

Beiling Yiyun felt that those two boys would definitely complain first, so he couldn't just leave, otherwise he would be fooled.

At this time, in the banquet hall, people were singing and dancing, drinking and drinking.

"Jing Yang" played by Jing Xi limped into the hall. His clothes were dirty and his nose was bleeding.

Jing Yu, who was sitting on the dragon chair in the middle, saw him first, his eyes flashed slightly, and he asked solemnly: "King Xi, what's wrong with you?"

"Whoa!" Everyone in the hall looked over.

Jing Xi's heart skipped a beat, the emperor's brother was so sharp-eyed, he even imitated Jing Yang's little old man's look with a sullen face, how could he still be recognized?

You know, in order to tease people at any time, he and Jingyang dress up the same.

However, at this time he could only hold on.

Following Jingyang's example, he put on a sullen face and said seriously: "Brother, I am Jingyang!"
Chapter completed!