Chapter 41: Moment of crisis

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Ling Xiaowenyan was shocked, and his fingers stroking the strings were scratched, and Ling Xiao withdrew his hand in pain.
He seemed to be hesitant. He was stunned, and the little knelt down and waited for a while, but saw no response from Ling Xiao, and said, "Master, you are ready to prepare. The emperor will be here in half a quarter of an hour. Ningxuan Palace! "
Ling Xiao heard the words and suddenly woke up. He took a deep breath, pressed his inner panic, and said, "I know, you can step back."
"... Yes." The obviously wanted to say something, seeing Ling Xiao's face was not good, and finally he closed his lips silently and resigned respectfully.
After Xiao Xiao's stepped down, Ling Xiao came to the table, covering his chest injury. On the table, there were snacks and wine prepared for the emperor. He took a pack of medicine powder from his waist, which was the cartilage that Qi Lin brought to him. San, the medicine that was given to Fu Yujun will not harm the body, but can keep people from moving for a short time.
Ling Xiao poured it into the jug on the table, which was really prepared for the emperor tonight.
After doing this, Ling Xiao ignited the sleeping fragrance in the case of Qin. He had already taken refreshing medicine before. This sleeping fragrance had no effect on him, but he might not be able to treat the emperor who had been given cartilage.
Everything was ready, Ling Xiao sat back in front of the case and looked at the lyre in front of him.
If he could, he didn't want to.
However, the relationship between the emperor and him had been established to deceive them. Ling Xiao wanted to confess to the emperor, but he could not bet his own life.
Mr. Xu took care of the emperor for nineteen years and was driven out of the palace because of a lie.
Prime Minister's House was so important to the court, because of lies, he was removed from office and driven out of the capital.
He Ling Xiao has not been with the emperor for many years, and he is only a small insignificant figure. In this way, he has no confidence and the emperor is frank.
There is no more hesitation. If you don't want to lose your life, you must leave the palace before the secret spread.
Thinking of this, Ling Xiao's gaze became resolute. He eased his mood, spread his fingers, and struck the strings.
Although Fu Yujun is not credible, Fu Yujun's identity can be borrowed.
As long as he left the capital with the help of Fu Yujun, on the long and distant road to Shao, Ling Xiao had thousands of ways to escape from Fu Yujun ...
Just thinking about it, footsteps came from the door, Ling Xiao converged, and devoted himself to the lyre in front of him. This was the first and last time he played for the emperor.
The emperor walked to the gate of Ningxuan Palace and heard a sound of cymbals from the Ningxuan Palace.
The piano sounded loudly, lingering in love with each other, and complained heartily, the emperor paused a little, prevented the minions from reporting, and walked into the room.
Inside the house, I saw a person sitting straight in front of the piano case, ten fingers long, stroking the strings.
The strings trembled, and the sound of the strings poured out.
An incense burner is placed in front of the case, and the smoke in the furnace surrounds the piano case, making this situation like a fairyland.
The emperor looked at the sight, his eyes gradually became deeper.
The person sitting at the front of the eyes, white-skinned, handsome-looking, green silk, like a fairy, but those clear autumn eyes rolled around in his eyes, but his eyes quietly rolled around him, scratching his heart.
The style is obviously charming and enchanting.
I haven't seen this little for a long time, this little is getting better and better.
The emperor squinted his eyes, and his eyes became dark, and he could not help walking towards the person before the case.
With a bang, Ling Xiao saw that the emperor had approached him, stopped the movements in his hands, covered his wound, and got up hard, and he had to salute the emperor.
The emperor held his arms in his arms and took him into his arms.
"You don't have to be polite, you are not well, why not rest."
The emperor took Ling Xiao's waist and said, glanced over Ling Xiao's injured chest, seeing that there was no bleeding, he quietly turned his eyes away.
"..." Ling Xiao saw this, and narrowed his eyes silently.
The emperor's tone of speech was as caring as it was many days ago, as if he had never neglected himself. This left Ling Xiao with the illusion that he had passed away, and for a while he could not think of what to say.
The emperor never heard Ling Xiao's answer, raised his eyebrow slightly, and looked down at Ling Xiao.
But he saw the in his arms, pale, with sweaty sweat on his forehead, a frown on his face, and a look of tiredness.
The emperor looked at him, looking slightly displeased. He sighed and hugged the man, brought him to the bed and said, "There is injury, you should not be so tired."
"The emperor ... the minion ..." Exclaimed, he was picked up, and Ling Xiao stiffened, and found that the emperor took him to the bed, bent over and bullied him, and pressed his arms against the sides of his head in an ambiguous posture.
Ling Xiao opened his eyes and looked at the handsome face of the emperor, his heart beating like thunder.
When the emperor came into the house, he saw the situation and quietly put the tray in his hand at the table and backed down.
This tray holds: On the way to Ningxuan Palace, the little maid in Ranfei Palace offered the bird's nest porridge to the emperor. Waiting for the emperor to remember.
Seeing that the little plums in the palace had retreated out, and only the emperor and the emperor were left in the room. Ling Xiao felt anxious in his heart. This bed was a place where it was easy to wipe out the fire.
He struggled to sit up, but the emperor couldn't push the slightest, Ling Xiao looked pale, staring at the emperor above, panic in his heart, could not help shaking his lips, and called with a pleading cry: "The emperor ..."
The little below had bright eyes and bright teeth, and now his eyes were moist, looking at himself carefully, like a frightened rabbit, really cute and tight.
The emperor's heart softened, and he leaned on Ling Xiao's pale lips, printed a kiss, and stood up.
Ling Xiao was also busy sitting up. The emperor saw him this way, pursed his lips, and looked at Ling Xiao with deep eyes.
Ling Xiao was embarrassed by his hope, and he could not help laughing: "The emperor ... why do you look at slaves like this?"
The emperor heard, leaning on the bedside, a little farther away from Ling Xiao, but did not look away, and the emperor thought for a while, and said, "I wonder if you are not ready for the wait / sleep. "
Ling Xiao heard a word, and immediately knelt down on the bed to salute the emperor and pleaded guilty: "The slave knows his sin."
The emperor's complexion could not be seen clearly, his expression was unpredictable, and his eyes seemed to be measuring something.
Ling Xiao has been secretly looking at the emperor's expression. Seeing this, his heart is nothing left and his hands and feet are too weak to begin to soften. If he had not kneeled on the bed himself, he might have collapsed and sat down.
Just when Ling Xiao was about to persevere, the emperor finally turned his eyes away and stood up to the table.
Ling Xiao relieved, wiped the sweat from his forehead, got out of bed and followed the emperor to the table.
As soon as I got to the table, I heard the emperor leisurely say, "Have you ever thought that it would be more appropriate to be injured than to prepare this excuse?"
The emperor even mentioned the "excuse", Ling Xiao was shocked, and he was soft under his knees, already kneeling in front of the emperor.
The heart that had just dropped was lifted up again, and Ling Xiao felt a little dizzy before his eyes.
The lights flickered on and off, reflecting on the emperor's uncertain face, making him look even more inscrutable, Ling Xiao's eyelids fluttered, his heart was deeply disturbed.
He didn't dare to say one more word, because he was afraid that he just said so many mistakes. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the jug on the table, grinning his teeth and frowning. He had to find a way to let the emperor drink the jug and add the ingredients. Of wine.
Just thinking about it, the emperor suddenly extended his palm to Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao stunned, looked up at the emperor, stared at the cold look of the emperor, Ling Xiao was shocked, quickly retracted his eyes, wiped his hands on the clothes on the hem, and dried the cold sweat from his palms. Ling Xiao reached out and held the emperor's palm.
The emperor held Ling Xiao's hand and pulled it hard to pull the kneeling Ling Xiao into his arms, leaving Ling Xiao to sit on his lap.
When Ling Xiao was stiff, his eyes saw the corners of the emperor's lips ...
The emperor was angry. He was shocked secretly, and then suppressed the panic in his heart, and softened.
The emperor's brow slightly loosened, took the bird's nest porridge left by the little plums, spooned it, and brought it to Ling Xiao's mouth.
Ling Xiao a moment, the emperor wants to feed him? why?
He was clearly angry!
Although he was puzzled, Ling Xiao didn't dare not to eat what the emperor had delivered to his mouth. He bit his scalp and swallowed the whole spoonful of bird's nest into his mouth. He just swallowed this side, and the emperor spooned another spoonful and reached his mouth. At the side, Ling Xiao had to bite after bite and eat the whole bowl of bird's nest.
The emperor was silent, and Ling Xiao was afraid to speak. He did not know what the emperor was thinking or what the emperor wanted to do.
After drinking a bowl of bird's nest porridge, the emperor finally opened his mouth.
The voice was cold and warm, but it made people feel cold. He said, "Since you don't want to serve or sleep, then you want to be frank when you come here?"
Frankly ...
The emperor finally spoke the word, Ling Xiao tightened his hands, the heart shrank for a while, causing a pain, Ling Xiao Yin tightly closed his lips.
He had known that the emperor had deliberately left himself out, and not seeing himself was giving him time ... to prepare himself for wait / sleep or to give himself frank time.
He just didn't dare to face the problems between the emperor and himself ...
Now, he boldly invited the emperor, just to clarify his position, and told the emperor that the time given by the emperor was enough. He had to choose between confession and waiter / sleeper tonight, otherwise the emperor could not be satisfied.
It is a great gift that a king can give a little so much time to prepare.
Ling Xiao clenched his hands and frowned and lowered his head.
Ling Xiao's silence seemed to annoy the emperor. The emperor suddenly sneered and reached out and pinched Ling Xiao's jaw, forcing Ling Xiao to look at him.
"... You don't want to tell me, you can't give me anything, right?"
The emperor's eyes were deep and horrible, and Ling Xiao's eyes were horrified with anger. Ling Xiao was shocked when he looked at such eyes, but he was shocked and unable to shake himself.