The emperor has also become too angry recently. These palace ladies have raised their hearts to their throats, worried that the bad luck will be transported into their bodies, like porcelain, and will turn into powder.

Their palace ladies have thinner lives than paper, and even these porcelains are incomparable. Anyway, they are the most humble lives like ants, so they have to struggle and plot against them.

"Hui Yuan." Hui Yuan, who could hear the name, couldn't help but be beating hard. Why did the emperor read him?

It was a little trembling. Hui Yuan was just around the emperor and lowered his head and almost stuck it with the ground.

Seeing the folded rice paper on the desk, Jun Lingyan clenched his fat hands into a fist, and there was a little cold sweat on his body.

This rice paper looks no different from this ordinary rice paper, but he recognizes the thin patterns in the dark. At that time, the foolish boy liked to use such rice paper the most. It was said that this rice paper was made by the bald donkeys in the temple himself, and he was very luxurious.

Although he is a prince who is wandering outside, he is a prince after all. How could he be like a person like him?

Perhaps from then on, he had already started to plot. He wanted to change his life, a life that did not need to be rushing for his daily livelihood. He also regretted after pushing this man to the cliff. Although the bees stung him in the face, he felt extremely painful, but he was filled with joy. When he really entered the palace and obtained the true identity of Jun Lingyan, he began to find it difficult to fall asleep in the quiet night.

He began to review the wonderful things of the boy before, and was willing to take care of him so well, but in the end he was facing the boy. He began to regret and start to feel heartbroken. When he entered the palace fight, he began to comfort himself. If the thin boy had entered the palace, he would have become a bone long ago. He was also for the good of the boy, at least he could have had a full body.

Gradually, in this deep palace, he gradually forgot about this matter, but now that the old thing is being mentioned again, someone must be making trouble behind the scenes. But no one knows about this matter except the boy.

Seeing that the rice paper was folded and looking at the ink color slightly exposed by the rice paper, he began to swim a little. He was afraid that there was something on the rice paper that was about to kill him. He had never been so scared. He thought that the dead man had disappeared in this world, but who would tell him what was in the dark?

If it were someone else's calculations, who would have known him so much, even if it was something that almost no one would know about it.

If it weren't, no, it would be impossible, the cliff would definitely not have any vitality. Moreover, if this young man was alive, why did he show up at this time? His father and his father were already dead. Could it be for the throne?

"Grey Yuan. Open." Jun Lingyan's fat fingers were trembling and pointed to the rice paper on the desk. Under the dim light, the rice paper on the desk was a little confused.

Hui Yuan looked at it, a little confused, but seeing the emperor's eyes, he felt a little more uncertain. Could it be that there was something poisonous on the rice paper, but he was just a slave. If he died, he would still throw it away after wrapping the mat. If he didn't fight like this, he could still gain a position next to the emperor.

As the saying goes, wealth and honor are in danger.

As he recited this, Hui Yuan wrapped his hands and took the rice paper from several places in the case into his hand, and opened it. Seeing that there were only two words on the rice paper that were extremely powerful and penetrated the back of the paper - He'er. He was a little confused, but he still lowered his eyes and said respectfully, "Go back to the emperor, there are only two words, He'er."

He'er, these two very ordinary words made Jun Lingyan stunned. Why are these two words so familiar? It seems that someone has read countless times? It seems that this person's voice is gentler and his tone is slower.

But no matter how he thinks, he is the doubt between the words "Dao".

He raised his hand and asked the slave to retreat.

Hui Yuan put the rice paper back a few places on the desk, then lowered his body and retreated, and continued to wait happily on this side. His heart was like a drum beat, but he was very happy. This rice paper was no different from this ordinary rice paper. It seemed to be non-toxic, but he was more blessed. He looked ahead with some mist, as if he had already been promoted to the eunuch and became the most popular person around the emperor. He was respected by so many people in the palace, and those who had bullied him were all coming to compliment him.

Not very happy.

Somehow, Jun Lingyan started to get a little sleepy, so he waved his hand to let the people around him change clothes, then put down the curtains and went to sleep on the couch.

It was a very confused dream. In the dream, he was a crane, escaping from the forest of trees, and his body was already stained with a little blood. The extremely deep arrow pierced into his flesh and blood, causing him to feel extremely painful. But the strength of survival made him run wildly, wanting to seek shelter.

Behind him was a hunter who was chasing him.

While running, when he was almost exhausted, he suddenly realized that he had already left the forest at some point. He saw an extremely white color, an extremely pure white color, as if he had no other colors except white. It seemed like he had entered the snowy wasteland. But what was extremely surprised was that he did not feel cold. Instead, he felt a little gentle in early spring. But there was no such popularity here, which made him start to feel a little panicked.

Carrying his extremely slender and red feet, he stepped into the snow, and then the dimness in front of him fainted. Before he fainted, he seemed to be able to see a wisp of green clothes, and then he completely lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he saw the green curtains in his eyes, but his hand was extremely white feathers. This began to make him feel a little panicked. He had already begun to be a little confused. He was just a human being or this busy crane.

"You're awake." The boy's extremely gentle voice sounded.

The young man had gentle and handsome eyebrows and looked extremely reassuring. He was sitting next to the small desk where he was sitting, with a bowl of some dark potion. The pain from his legs made him bare his teeth.

When he made a sound, it was the voice of the He'er, which contained a bit of hoarseness, which made people feel pity.
Chapter completed!