Chapter 41: The Two Forces Are Not Aligned

　　So all of them looked at Han Qingbai.

　　The last hope of the crowd, Han Qingbai raised his feet and walked to the night red aya, said in a warm voice: "Your Highness, please calm your anger."

　　The tone of voice is a slight pause, "the eight princesses should not plant false accusations against your highness, and should not believe what they say, but the identity of the eight princesses, the mistakes made by the emperor to deal with. Your highness and do not leave a stigma, when the emperor's side is not easy to explain."

　　Night Ziling is still struggling, painfully struggling.

　　The force of Night Red Aya was just right, allowing her to feel the extreme pain, but leaving her a little breathing space, not immediately suffocated to death.

　　After these words of Han Qingbai, the surrounding area was once again quiet.

　　Only the hoarse painful sound of whimpering from the throat of night Ziling could be heard extra clearly.

　　Finally, Night Red Aya slowly let go of her hand, withdrew the long whip wrapped around Night Ziling's neck, her tone indifferent: "Every word you say, you need to pay a price."

　　After saying these words, she turned around and left.

　　As soon as she got free, Night Ziling choked and coughed violently, then breathed heavily, as if she suddenly felt the air was so valuable.

　　Didn't even hear what Night Red Aya was saying.

　　But the others heard it.

　　Night Red Aya's meaning is clear, this matter is not over, she temporarily left night Ziling a life, does not mean that she forgave her.

　　Perhaps because she did not intend to kill night Ziling, or perhaps because Han Qingbai's words worked.

　　In any case, today's goblet of water really made the gentry present scared, no longer in a playful mood.

　　The two emperors, Night Muchen and Night Ting Yuan, are not in a good mood, especially Night Ting Yuan.

　　He originally does not like too much, if not for the night red aya, he would not have come today.

　　But what if he came?

　　Although Night Zi Ling seemed to have suddenly lost her temper, every word she said reverberated in Night Ting Yuan's head, and reason told him that he shouldn't believe Night Zi Ling's words.

　　The princess wants to usurp the throne, this is simply not possible.

　　Not to mention the fact that night red aya is a woman, the power in her hands alone can not support such an ambition, no maternal support, no ministerial support, the only bargaining chip is only the military power, how can such an idea be born?

　　Her military power can be a great help to the royal son who wants to fight for that position.

　　She herself, however, is not likely to rely on the military power and battle merit to ascend to the ninth five.

　　However, although the reason is so clear, but the night Ting Yuan can not help but to these days happen to think back again, in the absence of a definite answer, he will not recklessly believe anyone's words.

　　It was imperative to find out whether or not Han Yujin had assassinated Night Hongya.

　　"Your Majesty's Muzzle!" The sound of clattering horse hooves rang out at the foot of Peach Blossom Mountain, followed by the voice of the palace guards passing orders, "His Majesty has an order! Summon King Xuan, King Ting, the sixth prince, the seventh princess, the eighth princess and the couple of King Jinyang to the palace to face the sage immediately! All the young ladies and gentlemen who are coming to the banquet today will enter the inner city and wait for the order, no mistakes!"

　　When the words fell, the air at the foot of the mountain suddenly became awe-inspiring.

　　Along the mountain road down the gentry, King Ting and King Xuan, already walked to the carriage, the sixth prince to help the carriage of the night Ziling, as well as the carriage of his own night Red Aya, and one foot just stepped on the carriage and the other foot still on the ground Han Qi ...

　　All of them froze for a moment, and then looked at each other.

　　There was an eerie silence.

　　The imperial guard who gave the order to pass the emperor's word turned his horse around and spurred it away, leaving the crowd at the foot of the mountain with a heavy heart instantly.

　　The night Muchen subconsciously turned his head to look at the carriage of the night red aya, although the night red aya and cold Qingbai before them down the mountain, but at this time also just got on the carriage, has not yet left.

　　So, why did Father get the news so quickly?

　　Apart from Night Ting Yuan, others were also thinking about this question.

　　The emperor must have known what happened on Peach Blossom Mountain, otherwise it would not have been possible to let everyone into the palace for no reason, but so fast ... Princess Protector has not had time to enter the palace yet.

　　Who reported the news of the mountain with the emperor?

　　The hearts of the people are different, not coincidentally feel a few uneasy, although no one speaks, but each heart is shrouded in a layer of gloom.

　　A group of people soon got into the car, silent and uneasy towards the imperial city and.

　　Even though today's matter has nothing to do with them, but the royal matter is a fatal matter, no one can maintain a relaxed mood.

　　"Your Highness!" The attendant's sudden anxious voice suddenly sounded with a few cries, "The Eighth Princess ... Eighth Princess Your Highness has fainted!"

　　The night light Han heart is panicking, do not know how to explain this mess when they meet the father later.

　　At this time, hearing the voice of the maid, he immediately took the opportunity to take up the conversation: "Second brother, fourth brother, I first take eight sister into the palace, ask the doctor to look at her injuries, so as not to worry about the empress."

　　Night Ting Yuan didn't say anything, and neither did Night Muchen.

　　The princess's injury was not a trivial matter, and if the emperor really wanted to pursue this matter, she would not be able to escape with a single injury.

　　The two imperial brothers did not object, night light Han did not hesitate, sat on the carriage and threw the horse whip: "Driving!"

　　The cup of wine drunk at the stream was short-lived, and night Ziling was fully awake by now.

　　Passing out is naturally false.

　　The injuries on her body made her too sore to talk, her face was pale, her hair was disheveled, and the great fright she had just then also made her heart palpitate until now.

　　But she understands that it will be more difficult to enter the palace later, how to explain the father's side?

　　So we can only pretend to faint first, and then go into the palace to see the mother.

　　Only after the carriage was far away, did Night Light Han speak carefully: "Eighth sister, what should I do when I see father later?"

　　What should I do?

　　The face of Night Zi Ling was gloomy and cold, thinking of her own disorder just now, her heart burst with gloomy anger: "Why did Father get the news so quickly?"

　　She could not doubt at all, night red aya long ago recognized that there was something wrong with that cup of wine, or rather, her defensive heart is too heavy, would not have easily drank the drink handed over by the side.

　　But Night Zi Ling still felt angry, angry at her own loss of control, and hated Night Hong Aya's ruthless tactics even more.

　　"I don't know." Night Light Han also felt puzzled, "Night Red Aya is still behind us, certainly not she told the story. Others are not that fast even if they want to say ..."

　　The tone of voice slightly pause, "Is it possible that the father summoned us is not because of this matter?"

　　Night Zi Ling silent, lying on the brocade couch inside the carriage, delicate face hidden in the shadows, the look of obscurity.

　　"Today is a miscalculation on the part of this palace." She gritted her teeth in a cold tone, and couldn't help but reach out to touch the wound behind her, which instantly caused her cold sweat, and her voice became more and more cold and gloomy, "Night red aya, this palace and you, not, not, not, not!"