Empress, your husband is invincible

The wine brought by Li Baijing is sweet and mellow, with endless aftertaste, which is suitable for sharing with suitable people.

In the Huangqi Palace, the lights were brightly lit.

Around the palace, armored soldiers stood like a wall.

Before Ye Cheng got close, dozens of soldiers suddenly raised their spears and aimed straight at him.

The snow-white spear forest, the cold air, the murderous intent...

And the little school who commanded these soldiers was even more solemn, staring at Ye Cheng.

"Your Majesty's bedroom is where the idlers wait to avoid it quickly. If you dare to take half a step forward, you will be killed!"

"..."

Ye Cheng stopped, thought for a while, and raised the badge in his hand towards the small school, and said kindly:
"Brother, please tell His Majesty, please see Ye Cheng."

Xiaoxiao's face froze, he looked Ye Cheng up and down for a while, and cupped his fists:

"Your Majesty has ordered that no one will be seen tonight. Please come back, Your Excellency!"

Ye Cheng was a little unhappy.

Not to mention helping my daughter-in-law to take care of the home and nursing home, I am anxious to help my daughter-in-law with psychological construction after the work is over...

In the end, just got shut down like this?
"Your Majesty has an order to invite Mr. Ye to come in. There is no need to stop him."

During the stalemate, a female official suddenly ran down the stone steps from the gate of Huangqi Palace.

The small principal was stunned for a moment, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of dragon-scale guards under him immediately put away their spears, and bowed their hands towards Ye Cheng with a complicated expression:

"Excuse me sir."

Ye Cheng just nodded at him, then followed the female officer up the steps.

Pushing open the door of the palace, the female officer hesitated again and again, and finally gritted her teeth and whispered to Ye Cheng:
"Your Majesty is in a bad mood, please give me some advice, sir.

If there is any grievance, I hope that the gentleman will take His Majesty as the most important thing. "

Ye Cheng was startled, and gave her a surprised look.

Pushing open the door of the hall, a huge pen washer fell to the ground in front of Ye Cheng with a "bang" sound of howling wind.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Xuejian's uncontrollable anger sounded in the hall.

"Bold! Didn't I say that no one is allowed to come in?"

"Could it be that even you guys dare to disobey?"

Ye Cheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he turned his head to look at the female officer with her head hanging down.

The female officer gritted her teeth and pushed him behind, actually pushing him into the palace.

"My servant knows how much Your Majesty and Commander Zhuang value you.

Your Majesty will leave it to Mr. tonight. "

"boom!"

The heavy door of the temple was closed heavily.

Ye Cheng turned his head and looked at the closed palace door, feeling unbelievable for a moment.

How dare this female official pass on a false order?Put yourself into the palace?
The brushes in his hand froze in the air, Ling Xuejian frowned at Ye Cheng.

"Aren't you in Marquis Wu's mansion? Why are you coming back?"

In the blink of an eye, Ye Cheng forcibly suppressed the waves in his heart, and returned to a cynical look:

"Such a big event happened in the palace, and the person I care about is here, how can I not come back?"

Ling Xuejian snorted coldly, but unconsciously threw the brush in his hand on the ground beside him.

"Vulgar, slutty, wretched!"

Ye Cheng hooked the corner of his mouth, carefully walked around to her side from the mess on the ground, and changed the way he said:

"That's another way of saying it—lady?"

Ling Xuejian was stunned for a moment, his eyes were about to burst into flames, and he looked around for suitable objects to smash people.

"Do you believe it or not that I didn't care about the sweet potatoes, and called the soldiers from outside the hall to come in right now, and chop you into meat on the spot?"

I can't help but amuse...

Ye Cheng curled his lips, without even thinking about it, he put the two jars of wine on the ground and sat down cross-legged.

Uncovering the altar plug, Ye Cheng gave Ling Xuejian a sideways glance:
"Isn't it just a temptation from the family? As for being so angry?"

After knowing that the assassins who entered the palace were the bandits of the Red Lotus Cult, Ye Cheng almost immediately concluded that behind tonight's assassination, the aristocratic family definitely stood!

Ling Xuejian glanced at Ye Cheng in surprise, her pretty face was tense, and she started pacing on the spot, shaking her sleeves.

Probably because he really couldn't hold back the tone in his heart, Ling Xuejian couldn't help being wronged and scolded:

"As for being so angry? Look around, is there such a useless emperor like me in the world?"

"When the palace was on fire, they didn't come to rescue him. After the fire subsided, one ran faster than the other after the situation subsided?"

"And Qin Xiang and Huang Yi!
You can't imagine what they dare to tell me! "

"A majestic prime minister of the empire, trying to coerce me to make tonight's event a big one, a small one?

Shouldn't he stand on my side and find out what happened tonight?ah? "

"And that Huang Yi!

Heh, a gangster who disturbed the domestic chaos and bandits by killing the good and pretending to be meritorious!
You know what he said?He actually tried to lead troops into the palace to control the imperial city and control me! "

"The Great Ling passed down by the past emperors, the imperial city passed down, almost burned to ruins by a few thieves in my hands tonight!

I'm still not allowed to investigate?

Still can't vent your anger?
I can only follow them to make this matter smaller and smaller!

Isn't it funny?Not sad?Not angry? "

At the end, Ling Xuejian's voice was hoarse and his eyes were red.

Ye Cheng looked at her distressedly.

In Yanxia's 5000-year history, what happened to the last emperor came to his mind almost instantly...

After a moment of silence, Ye Cheng suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Ling Xue's sword skirt, and pressed her to his side.

Ling Xuejian staggered and looked at Ye Cheng in a daze.

"drink wine."

Handing Ling Xuejian the wine jar that had been slapped open, Ye Cheng comforted him in a warm voice.

"Don't worry, if I help you, everything will be fine."

Ling Xuejian was stunned for a moment, then cast a sideways glance at Ye Cheng, picked up the wine jar bigger than her head like a grudge, and poured it indiscriminately.

Wiping the wine stains on her lips with her big sleeve, Ling Xuejian satirized unceremoniously:
"You? It's not that I look down on you. Do you have connections with him, Qin Muzhi, or Huang Yi's followers?

Or, you have Chen Yuxiu's forbearance? "

Ye Cheng's face froze.

I don't know if he was drinking too hard, but Ling Xuejian's face obviously smelled of alcohol.

"I didn't know how Chen Yuxiu could keep occupying the head of the household department without being criticized and impeached. I finally understood it today..."

Old-fashioned Hengqiu slapped Ye Cheng, and Ling Xuejian said with drunken eyes:

"You, just plant the sweet potatoes for me as soon as possible."

Ye Cheng was speechless for a while.

If I had known her drinking capacity was so bad, I wouldn't have brought alcohol...

"Hey, do you still have that kind of martial arts contest?"

Ling Xuejian's alcohol reeked more and more, and he started talking nonsense.

"It's not that I look down on you, but with your body and appearance, it doesn't look like you have anything to do with martial arts...

What will you do then? "

"……all will be good."