Xiao Shisi thought, the prince shouldn't have done this.

He has been following since Jing Yan was very young. The prince was precocious and calm. He never cried afterwards. He did not focus too much on useless things. However, in Taiqing Palace for so many years, the prince's eyes never left Qiao Yu. He thought it was just loneliness and loneliness, but now he thought it was probably not.

What is Qiao Yu?

This won't work.

Xiao Shisi thought about Empress Chen, and her revenge had not been avenged yet, as well as her earnest expectations before her death. The prince should have married and had children, started a family and started a career, rather than hang out with Qiao Yu, there was no benefit in this way.

He finally glanced inside the house, and his figure gradually became hidden in the darkness.

It was about three days later that the incident on Emperor Yuande’s birthday came out.

As expected, Emperor Yuande circled a piece of land outside the southwest and ordered the construction of an open palace. He gave Jing Hong the title of a prince and sent him to supervise the worker. He sent Jing Hong far away and probably would never come back. Concubine Feng and Jing Xu were scolded and were each kept in jail for three months.

It is said that Concubine Feng knelt in front of the Ming Palace for a short time, and her forehead was bleeding. She said she would have to be vegetarian for three years and pray for Emperor Yuande.

Emperor Yuande never said anything more and closed the door in front of her.

After entering the door, Emperor Yuande sighed long on the dragon throne, feeling very tired, and said to the satisfaction: "You said, why can't they be more at peace? The third brother is like this, and the second brother is like this, thinking about the position under me. I am not dead yet, how dare they think about it?"

He is old, like the evening of the west, and his energy is not enough, and the children have grown up and can take over his position. But Emperor Yuande cannot let go. For him, there is nothing more important than the right to hold it in his hands. His father is not good, his ministers are not good, his lover is not good, and of course the children are not good, and they are not good.

But now there are only two sons left, one is the cowardly four sons, and the other is the unique Jing Xu. Emperor Yuande could almost predict how his fence-bearing ministers would please his only son after this incident, and would hope that he would succeed to the throne as soon as possible.

Emperor Yuande could not allow such a thing to happen. But he could not attack Jing Xu. Jing Xu was his lucky star. Si Tianjian said that he was connected to his bloodline, his life was at stake, and he could not move easily, so even if this time the matter was so outrageous, he still endured it.

He would treat Jing Xu very well, provided that he could not threaten himself. Emperor Yuande pondered for a moment, and thought that if Jing Xu had no opponent, then he would make one for him.

However, let him think about it again.

No matter what Emperor Yuande said, these were not what he deserved to agree. He stood in his original place like a breathless wood, without moving.

Until Emperor Yuande called his name.

Emperor Yuande said in a deep voice: "The terrain of southern Xinjiang is dangerous and complex. Although it is not rich and fertile, it is easy to cause trouble. I want to use Xueqing and know that he is loyal. However, I have never seen it with my own eyes and satisfied. Are you willing to take a look as my eyes?"

Over the years, Emperor Yuande seemed to value Xia Xueqing, but those were favors for face and were very perfunctory. In fact, they did not even give Xia Xueqing the power of the southern border. But now, the time has come, and he needs a general who is completely loyal to himself, not those princes. He thought about how to monitor Xia Xueqing's loyalty, but those court officials would have selfish intentions. Once the emperor and the ministers were once the ministers, they could not help but think about the future. But eunuchs were different. They were rootless things and could only rely on their masters. What's more, they were just satisfied with this position. Even if the new emperor ascended the throne in the future, they would not be able to use him again.

So Emperor Yuande had to satisfy himself.

He was satisfied that he could hear his voice trembling gently, and he said, "Sister, I am willing to work hard for Your Majesty, and I will never refuse to die." Most eunuchs are unwilling to go to the battlefield because eunuchs who are qualified to replace the emperor's army are already in a high position. In addition to serving the emperor, they are more comfortable and safer than the masters in the palace. No one dares to offend them, but they have to hold them all. And if the sword on the battlefield is eyeless, it is just a common thing. The emperor can't really deal with the commander of the three armies for a eunuch.

But he was willing to go, but he could not have been willing. He never thought of leaving here for a day, not even a short time. Perhaps only when he died and his bones were transported out could he see what the sky outside looked like. But now it was different. He could go to southern Xinjiang and go with Chen Sang, only them, and stay together for several months.

When he thought of this, his satisfied steps became lighter and he wanted to wait until that time, and he couldn't wait.

It was probably because Xia Xueqing left three days later, and time was tight, so Emperor Yuande rarely gave him a leave and asked Xia Xueqing to take care of him and pack up his things.

The two of them met openly, and the adjutant was guarding the door, paying attention to the movement outside.

He pursed his lips with satisfaction, lowered his head in a regular manner, and packed his package without saying a word. There were few sets of clothes he could wear outside except for the clothes he wore on weekdays.

Xia Xueqing glanced at him and said, "The climate in southern Xinjiang is very different from that in the capital. Don't clean up these things. Let's go there and do a few more things for you."

Satisfied never to do anything unprepared, he whispered, "It's better to bring it with you, what if there's no time?"

Xia Xueqing smiled and almost thoughtlessly, "What's the point? Wear mine first, but if you are thinner, you probably won't fit well."

He blushed with satisfaction, clenched the clothes on his hands a little, and his voice became lower and lower, "How can I wear clothes randomly? It's not good to let others see them."

Xia Xueqing smiled even harder. He moved a few steps and stood in front of him with satisfaction, "Well? Why can't you wear it randomly? Then you are all my people around you. Besides, you haven't worn it before, don't you always wear it?"

That's all in bed.

He was stunned and stared at Xia Xueqing blankly. At this time, he smiled, and seemed to be no different from Chen Sang in the past.

Xia Xueqing looked at Xingxin's rare and stupid look and couldn't help but rub his face. Xingxin's cheeks were very thin, and she couldn't tell how much meat she had. Only when she was asleep or at this time did she look a little fleshy.

I was satisfied that this was not the case before. He was only a teenager when he was in charge of the warehouse. He looked like a lively and lively young man. He loved to laugh and had a little temper. He would cry when he was sad. Now he no longer cried. Even if he hurts, he bit his lips and swallows the blood, and no longer cries.

Chen Sang sighed slightly.

These two news was delivered to Jing Yan’s desk that night.

Jing Yan was covered with long hair and supported her forehead. He casually lifted the letters onto the candlelight. The flames surged up, burning very vigorously, and gradually became smaller. Finally, Jing Yan gently blew out.
Chapter completed!