King Shun turned around a palace wall, thought for a while, and walked towards the East Palace. He had to go see Rong Chuan anyway. Otherwise, he might be suspected of doing it.

I don’t know which fool did it. What is the use of assassinating the prince’s second son? If Rong Chuan is dead, who will benefit?

Crown Princess? There is only a Crown Princess.

The leaves of the ginkgo tree in the East Palace have fallen off, and only the remaining branches look a bit ferocious in the night sky. A layer of snow fell on the roof, making the red lanterns reflect pink.

King Shun looked at the majestic palace with mixed feelings in his heart. Originally, he was very close to here, but he missed it in the end.

The chamberlain carried a lantern and bent down to lead the way, straight through the atrium to the main hall.

Rong Gan received the letter and came out to greet him. He saluted and said with a smile, "Uncle Prince Shun is here."

King Shun said: "I heard that Rong Chuan was assassinated, and I came to see him. Are you injured?"

Rong Qian stepped out of the way and made a sign of invitation, "I suffered some internal injuries. The emperor's grandfather sent Shangguan's imperial doctor to take a look. He is feeling his pulse."

King Shun's steps stagnated slightly and he asked, "Are there others injured?"

Rong Qian sighed: "Ms. Dong's arm was injured, which was more serious than Rong Chuan's. Those assassins were really serious. Rong Chuan was blocking the front, and they went around and attacked a weak woman! It's really abominable!"

Prince Shun narrowed his eyes, and his expression flashed with deep thought.

After entering the palace, Rong Chuan said nothing more. King Shun gave his condolences considerately and meticulously, then returned to the house and went to the main courtyard to see Xiaobao first.

Lin Jiahui came out to greet you, bowed down Yingying, and said in a soft voice: "Welcome to you, Your Majesty."

Prince Shun looked at her deeply and said quietly: "Forgive me."

"Why did the prince come back so late today?" Lin Jiahui stepped forward and reached out to untie his cloak.

King Shun ducked sideways, and Lin Jiahui froze. The smile on his face was a bit unbearable, and tears filled his eyes like autumn water.

King Shun untied his cloak and seemed to explain: "I feel cold, so I can do it myself."

Lin Jiahui did not force herself. She personally tested the water temperature in the copper basin and said, "Master, wash your hands. Are you hungry? I have chicken soup simmering in the small kitchen. Do you want a bowl?"

"No, I'm not hungry." King Shun washed his hands and said, "You prepare two supplements tomorrow and send them to Rongchuan and Li'er."

Lin Jiahui paused while making tea and asked softly: "Why?"

Prince Shun took the cloth from the maid and wiped his hands, "They encountered assassins today and were all injured."

"Ah?!" Lin Jiahui was so surprised that she almost couldn't hold the kettle. She quickly put the kettle on the small red clay tea stove and asked with concern: "Where are they injured? Is it serious? Who is the assassin? Who is the assassin?" So bold!”

King Shun came to the tea table, picked up the tea cup, took a few sips, and said, "It's not serious. There are more than a dozen assassins, all of whom are masters. However, they were all killed by Rongchuan's people, leaving no one alive."

Lin Jiahui breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay. It's fine. Father must be furious that something like this happened during the Chinese New Year."

"Yes." King Shun took another two sips of water, put down the teacup, and asked, "Is Xiaobao asleep?"

Lin Jiahui had a gentle smile on her lips, "I went to bed, and I was still talking about my father before going to bed."

"I'm going to take a look." King Shun stood up and went to the cubicle to check on his son, then came out and took the cloak directly, "You can rest."

"Your Majesty..." Lin Jiahui pulled his sleeve, her eyes sparkling with water, and said eagerly: "Your Majesty, please stay tonight, it's dark and windy outside."

Prince Shun took out his sleeve, touched her face, and said softly: "Concubine Su is pregnant. She can't eat well and is feeling depressed. I agreed to accompany her tonight. You have always been gentle and virtuous, don't blame me?"

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Lin Jiahui's face turned pale and she said in surprise: "Concubine Su is pregnant?! Why didn't you tell me?"

King Shun smiled and said: "It's a young day, so I dare not say. The imperial doctor is still not sure, but since I dare to express my guess, I should be close to ten."

Lin Jiahui smiled softly and said: "This is a great joy. Congratulations to the prince for having another fat son."

Prince Shun put his hand on her shoulder and said with a smile: "We are going to have a baby. The children they give birth to will be your children and mine."

Lin Jiahui smiled and said: "What the prince said is that tomorrow I will send some supplements for concubine Su to nourish the fetus."

Prince Shun squeezed her shoulder and said, "You decide what happens in the house. Have a good rest."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Farewell, Your Majesty!" The smile on Lin Jiahui's face disappeared instantly, and a trace of sadness and loss flashed in her eyes.

Without Shangguan Ruoli, he is not hers alone.

Think about it, Shangguan Ruoli may not be living a bad life now. At least, the man has not taken concubines, he has children, and he is a wealthy man.

At this time, Shangguan Ruoli was enjoying Dongming Ziyu's service.

Dongming Ziyu handed her a glass of spiritual spring water, "Drink it quickly. The wound will heal faster."

Shangguan Ruoli took the water, drank it, returned the cup to him, and asked, "Do I look better?"

Dongming Ziyu put the cup on the table, looked at her face seriously, and nodded, "Well, there is blood on the face, but you won't know until you try it to see if it's good inside."

After saying that, he reached out and kissed her lips.

Shangguan Ruoli smiled and hid behind, "You are so bad, you are just trying to be a hooligan in another way."

Dongming Ziyu reached out and grabbed her waist, and pressed her down on the bed, "Be serious, we are going to practice dual cultivation, and we need to quickly improve our internal strength."

Shangguan Ruoli looked into his eyes with a smile, "Don't you think we need to start training some people with martial arts skills? We two don't need it, and the children also need it."

"Don't worry, I will arrange it." His gentle kisses fell carefully, and the familiar breath lingered around, like countless electrified filaments, stubbornly drilling into every pore, and stirring restlessly, every part of his body

The cells heated up instantly, and a shiver like an electric shock traveled quickly, traveling straight to the heart.

Shangguan Ruoli felt his heart slowly speeding up, his chest rising and falling violently, and his body arched up subconsciously...

After the clouds cleared and the rain stopped, she snuggled into his arms and breathed for a while, before her heartbeat slowly calmed down.

Dongming Ziyu kissed the back of her ear, and the fine sweat on her neck was moist and fragrant. He said softly: "We have to practice double cultivation frequently. I was too lazy before. I always feel that my status is low now and I don't need to be too much."

High internal strength.”

Shangguan Ruoli blushed and hummed, "I think you have an ulterior motive."

Dongming Ziyu chuckled meaningfully: "We are killing two birds with one stone. Just stop it tonight. When your injury is healed, you can increase the dosage."

Shangguan Ruoli snorted coldly, turned over and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, I received the supplements from Lin Jiahui.

Shangguan Ruoli looked at the boxes and said thoughtfully: "Do you think it's this green tea bitch who wants to kill me?"

Dongming Ziyu said: "Isn't it necessary? You live a happy life now and you won't compete with her for a man. As for killing her?"

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