At this moment, the night is deep, and everything around is silent, so this slender voice is especially clear and loud at this moment.With this slender voice, the surroundings that were originally filled with invisible gunpowder smoke were suddenly cracked.Everyone's expressions were stunned, and they all turned around and looked at the source of the sound.I saw that a group of people were stepping on the moonlight and hurriedly walking towards this side.The man at the head, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, is particularly eye-catching in this night.And this person is no one else, it is the current saint, He Qingtian is also the original, He Qingtian is about to go back to Chaoyang Palace to bathe and sleep, unexpectedly, at this time, the palace people reported that Xiao Guifei was going to hang the pet of the Seventh Prince, and the Seventh Prince arrived, and now, Xiao Guifei is arguing with the Seventh Prince.As soon as he heard the news, He Qingtian immediately hurried over.After all, one is his beloved concubine, and the other is his son who he has loved and trusted since he was a child, how can he not be nervous Compared to He Qingtian, who arrived in a hurry, everyone around him immediately knelt on the ground and said in unison."
The emperor is blessed.""
The son knocks on his father.""
The concubine knocks on the emperor."
Compared to the people who bowed in unison, He Qingtian's deep black eyes first glanced around slightly, and then, his thin lips opened slightly, and he said in a deep voice."
Let's be flat" With He Qingtian's words, everyone who was originally kneeling on the ground got up one after another.Seeing this, He Qingtian's deep black eyes first walked around He Mo's body slightly, and then slowly fell on Xiao Guifei, who was standing aside, her thin lips opened slightly, and she asked in a deep voice."
What's going on" He Qingtian spoke, although it was a question sentence, but in his eyes, there was already a little bit of clarity.After all, there are no impermeable walls.He already knew a little bit before he came.If it were someone else, he would naturally ignore it.After all, this matter is nothing more than a trivial matter for him.It's just that the two people in front of him, one is his favorite concubine for many years, and the other is his favorite son, so he naturally won't sit idly by.Just when He Qingtian thought so in his heart, his deep black eyes couldn't help but fall lightly on He Mo, obviously, he intended to let He Mo say it first.Xiao Guifei has always been the best at observing words and feelings, so when she saw He Qingtian's eyes falling on He Mo, her good-looking brows couldn't help frowning.Although today's incident is just for a small brute.It's just that the words of the Seventh Prince just now are obviously against her.Therefore, the first strike is stronger, and the second strike suffers.Thinking of this, Xiao Guifei's charming eyes first flashed, and the next moment, her brows furrowed, her red lips pursed, and she rushed towards He Qingtian's side."
Woo woo, the emperor, you, you want to be the master of your concubines" Xiao Guifei opened her mouth and whimpered, and as she said this, the crystal clear tears fell with the stream, dyeing her cheeks.The beauty is like this, the tears are crystal clear, and the endless pear blossoms bring rain, which is pitiful.Such a beautiful woman, let alone an ordinary person, can't bear it, even if it is a hard-hearted living Yama, I am afraid that I will have pity in my heart.Not to mention, He Qingtian, who has always been very fond of her, heard Xiao Guifei's crying words, as well as the soft and fragrant delicate body that threw herself into her arms, He Qingtian couldn't help frowning slightly, and in his eyes, he couldn't help but cross a little pity
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