"Lord, forgive me for your sins." Lao Jin knelt on the ground and touched the ground with his forehead.

He is as respected as Aunt Jin. He has saved his life several times, and Qin Sheng will not let him kneel down easily.

But at this moment, Qin Sheng seemed to be wandering in the vast exterior, as if he had not seen the old man kneeling in front of him.

The night gradually darkened, Qin Sheng slowly spoke for a while, "You, let's go back."

Lao Jin is also a martial arts practitioner and has a very high martial arts skills, but this time, he felt that he had to work hard to get up. Then he glanced at Qin Sheng with some concern and guilt: "I will go to see the young lady later, and then go to the Criminal Department to receive the punishment."

Qin Sheng closed her eyes and said for a while: "No need, don't tell her about this in advance, and you don't have to go to the Criminal Department. She will always know if you go."

Lao Jin was stunned and asked tentatively: "Do you don't want the young lady to know, but I'm afraid this matter cannot be hidden."

Qin Sheng said lightly: "You don't have to ask about this matter, where is her."

Lao Jin looked at him, but saw Qin Sheng leaning against the soft couch behind him and whispered: "That's it."

"But." Lao Jin looked at him and wanted to say something, but after seeing the shadow under Qin Sheng's long eyelashes, he nodded respectfully: "Yes."

Then, he retreated.

When I came out, I saw Aunt Jin waiting outside the door.

"How is it?" Aunt Jin's eyes were full of worries.

Lao Jin sighed and shook his head: "I said nothing, I just said that I can't let the little lady know."

"What?" Aunt Jin was stunned and said in disbelief: "But Xiaoyuer has the right to know about this. Even if she doesn't know it now, she will know it in the future."

Lao Jin smiled bitterly: "Maybe the Lord is just thinking about how to tell Xiaoyu."

Aunt Jin was silent for a while, and then sighed: "I hope I just don't know how to tell Xiaoyu, instead of planning to hide it until it can't be hidden. That girl has a temper."

Although you are laughing at me on weekdays, it is hard to bear to be stubborn.

Lao Jin shook his head: "This is not something we can control."

Seeing this old Jin, Aunt Jin couldn't bear it anymore, so she raised her hand and slapped the old man hard on the forehead: "You are so embarrassed to say, you are so embarrassed to say, aren't it all your fault?"

Lao Jin was photographed in pain, but he didn't dare to say anything more. He just covered his forehead and turned around and ran away in a panic.

Seeing him like that, Aunt Jin was so angry that she took off her shoes and smashed them over.

If it weren't for the fact that she was serving people and the hidden Yaosi secret guards around her, she wouldn't be able to lose her face at such an age, and she would have chased the old guy and beat him.

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She turned around and looked at the door that Yan Jing closed, but could only sigh secretly.

I hope the Lord can think about it sooner.

But she also knew that this time was definitely not the right time to disturb him.

Qin Sheng sat quietly in the room, facing the pond outside.

Lights were also lit near the pond at night, the candlelight was hazy, and the moonlight outside the window was as bright as ever. However, in late autumn, the old trees had fallen leaves all over the ground, leaving abrupt branches, cold and lonely.

The cool breeze passed by in late autumn, gently blew his long hair, Qin Sheng closed his eyes, leaned back tiredly, and his usual straight back, lazily examining the back of the chair behind him.

He raised his hand and gently put his clothes on his clothes, then placed it on his white forehead, like a hint of fatigue and loneliness among his jade eyebrows.

There was a fingertip, and there was no gentle stroke of the handle.

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With a "bang", the cup shattered suddenly.

But this time, he did not pinch it into powder, but crushed it into pieces, and almost instantly a thin blood mark was cut into his palm.

Then, he watched the bright red flowing through his fingertips, raised his hand slightly, and gently rubbed his thin lips, with a faint smell of blood even between his lips.

He chuckled, making fun of himself and was cold.

Then, he spoke lightly: "Let Yue Yao come in."

"Master." Yue Yao had been waiting in the side room for a long time, and when he came in, he held his fists respectfully.

Patience has always been something that the Qi Yaos never lack.

"After saying that." Qin Sheng raised his hand and handed it to Tu Yao who appeared on the side at some point, allowing the other party to carefully hold his jade bones and apply medicine.

"There has already been handed over to Your Majesty as you wish." Yue Yao said softly.

"What do you say about that sick old man?" Qin Sheng asked casually.

Yue Yao hesitated for a moment and said, "Your Majesty said he will consider it carefully."

"Hehe." Qin Sheng chuckled, cold and sneering: "It was so kind of personality more than ten years ago, even an old woman."

Yue Yao nodded: "The palace has been in frequent changes recently."

Qin Sheng had a cold fatigue between his eyebrows. He supported his cheek with one hand and said lazily: "As they go, don't pay attention to it. Those who want everything will lose everything."

Yue Yao paused and asked again: "Where is the Emperor?"

"It's just to save the old man's life. As for the rest, it depends on his luck." Qin Sheng smiled faintly, then looked down at the palm of his palm that had been put on the medicine.

"The master has always cherished your hands the most. Please don't be so careless next time. We subordinates are all feeling sorry for each other." Tu Yao said with a smile while cleaning the medicine box.

The exquisite hands, embroidery, pen holding, chess, killing people, stirring up the storm, and stirring up the storm. They have always done the ultimate.

Probably only hurts one person.

Qin Sheng glanced at him coldly: "You are very idle."

Dare to come and care about his nostalgia.

Tu Yao raised the medicine box innocently: "I am very busy."

Then, he immediately stepped back in a well-behaved manner.

Yue Yao looked at his slap in the face of his slap, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes, then looked at his master: "Yes, Lord, I mentioned Hong Ling before, where is the little lady."

"Let her participate." Qin Sheng pondered for a while, rubbed her eyebrows and said.

"Ah, but" Yue Yao was stunned.

Qin Sheng looked out the window with expressionless expression on her face, and suddenly she raised her voice, and Yourou's voice became almost sharp: "Just go out like this."

Yue Yao was startled, then lowered his head and immediately retreated.

Go to Beijing

At this time, the Eastern Palace was filled with miserable mist.

"Your Majesty, the prince is seriously ill. The Ai family is wondering if they will secretly look for some folk miracle doctors to see. Your condition was also the miracle doctors Ming Lie was looking for in the folk." The empress dowager rubbed her eyebrows and couldn't help asking.

Emperor Xingping rubbed his eyebrows and sighed: "I want to find some miracle doctors. I have entrusted Qin Sheng to help. He has a wide connection in the world."

After hearing this, Empress Dowager Nan sneered: "Just count on him, do you think he is really someone who can plan for Qi'er?"

Emperor Xingping is now in trouble with internal and external affairs, and the prince is seriously ill. The ministers in the court are undercurrents. Seeing his mother still causing trouble, he couldn't help but say irritably: "My mother, can you not always target Zifei? He is not just that person's son.

Son, he is also the son of the eldest sister, her blood is shed on her body, and he is your grandson."

Empress Dowager Nan was suddenly angry when she was paired with the emperor, "Stop talking"

This is the most taboo thing she is.

Emperor Xingping said impatiently: "My mother has been working hard for Gu Qi'er, so she will go back to the palace to rest early."

After saying that, he was about to get up and leave.

"Wait" Empress Dowager Nan saw this and forced her displeasure and relaxed a little: "The court is talking a lot now. What if Qi'er really has something, what do you plan to do? Otherwise, let's prepare a marriage for Qi'er to celebrate the joy."

Emperor Xingping was furious, his eyebrows tightened even more: "Qi'er is fine, it's just a cold wind. I haven't figured out a way yet. Do you really believe that joy is useful? Why bother to delay that good girl? It's just that Qi'er's body is too weak and he has never liked politics very much. Maybe he was born in the wrong child. If he was reincarnated, he might be living in his landscape paintings smoothly now."

"What does the emperor mean? Could it be that Qi'er can't bear to inherit the country? Who else do you want to inherit the country?" The anger and anxiety in the heart of Empress Dowager Nan was picked up by a few words from Emperor Xingping.

Emperor Xingping really had no intention of fighting with Empress Dowager Nan, and felt that his mother was trying to make trouble and said patiently: "You asked me to favor the queen. I did it, but I only had to do one. Everything was as you wish. What else can I say now? I was not cultivated by you as your heir. Until now, you still have any dissatisfaction with your son, and there is no way for your son to do it."

After saying that, he was really impatient and left.

But he never thought that his complaint would cause disaster.

When Empress Dowager Nan heard this, she felt stiff, but another thought had already emerged in her heart.

She couldn't help but raise her hand and smashed the cup beside her, her eyes flushed.

The nanny who was serving around couldn't help but say worriedly: "The Queen Mother."

"There is nothing wrong with Ai's family, but it's too disappointed." She covered her forehead tiredly.

Before he finished speaking, a scream suddenly came from the inner room: "Ah Qi'er"

Queen Mother Nan was shocked and recognized that it was Queen Nan's voice. She stood up and staggered into the room.

The nanny hurriedly followed: "Mrs. Queen Mother must be careful."

But she didn't expect that as soon as she ran into the room, she heard a strong smell of blood. When she looked closely, she saw an exquisite gold-patterned porcelain bowl cracking on the ground.

The ground was covered with bright red blood, and the thin boy was lying on the bright yellow bed, as if he was lying in a pool of blood, bleeding from his seven orifices.

His eyes wide open, and he looked empty, and he was clearly exhausted.

Nanhou, who was on one side, had already fallen into a coma and grabbed his hand tightly with one hand.

"Grandmaster, Queen Mother, help me." An eunuch crawled over with no expression.

"Pa" Empress Dowager Nan trembled all over, but after experiencing countless strong winds and waves, she still forced herself to calm down. She raised her hand and slapped the eunuch's face, and said sternly: "Speak well, what's going on?"
Chapter completed!