Spirit of the Phoenix: 84. Birthday banquet (one more)

When the anti-theft ratio is 70%, it takes 36 hours. Buy enough and try to refresh. General Li's eyes were hard to discern, and he bowed and retreated after a long time.

Tai'an was very puzzled by this conversation.

The little prince frowned and looked at her: "It's thanks to Zhongzong's deep love, but if your father has a favorite concubine, he will not be able to keep your innocent temperament and live to fifteen years old."

Tai'an refused to accept, so he told her in detail: "General Li is in a difficult situation now. If you tell the truth to the father, the father will lose face and kill him. But if you don't tell the truth to the father, you will be deceived." The king's suspicion can easily lead to the father's suspicion."

"I'm different." He smiled wryly, "Even if I see Qin Baolin's body, I still have a chance to survive."

No one else, just because of his reputation of being mediocre and ignorant all the time.

He is the son of the emperor. He has just turned thirteen and has not yet married. There has been no young child born in the palace since him. Whether in the palace or before entering the palace, the little prince had never seen a pregnant woman. Even if he saw Qin Baolin's swollen belly, he would just pretend to be innocent in front of the emperor, saying that Qin Baolin had a baby in his belly. Tumor.

"General Li is afraid, I will put him to death in order to save my life." The little prince sighed softly, "If I insisted that Qin Baolin had a tumor in front of my father, who would have believed that Qin Baolin was pregnant in the first place?" General Li, will be beheaded immediately for the crime of spreading rumors."

Taian suddenly realized.

If the little prince wants to save his life, the best way is to stay out of it. General Li repeatedly prevented the prince from seeing the corpse, because he was afraid that the prince's words would not match his.

At the first meeting, Taian was deeply impressed by the frank and straightforward General Li, and asked with two points of regret: "Then what should we do now? Are you going to tell your father the truth? General Li is in this situation , how can I survive?"

The little prince shook his head lightly. Before his arrival, in order to save his life, Li Shaolin should have made up his mind to defect to the Queen and Da Sima.

If you offend the emperor, the pure minister will naturally not be able to do it again. As long as he can survive, he will not hesitate to be a traitor and serve as a minion for a tiger.

It was also because of this that when Li Shaolin first met him, he repeatedly disobeyed him, openly saying that Xuancheng would only obey the Queen's orders.

Li Shaolin is just the general of Qianniuwei, speaking of it, he is just a small sixth-rank official.

But he is the Imperial Guard after all. Guards the last gate of the inner palace.

If Li Shaolin completely fell for Da Sima and Empress Chen, the little prince's eyes were as cold as ice, and the word "forced palace" appeared in his mind unconsciously. Tai'an's eyes were clear in front of him, but the little prince seemed to see the **** incident thirty years ago through her.

So, the little prince finally came, and Li Shaolin was given another choice between the three or two moves.

"I think Li Shaolin has a sense of control, is courageous and has a strong fist, and he is indeed a rare and good talent." The little prince's tone revealed unquestionable determination: "Tai'an, I don't want to see him being killed by the emperor." Beheaded. I want to save him, I want him to be used by me."

Outside the north wing where the corpse was placed, there was no one else except the guards guarding the gate. The little prince waved back and forth, and stepped into the hall alone.

There is a row of long kangs to the north, and ten beds are slumped on the beds in a mess, showing the panic of the past everywhere.

The little prince walked towards the corpse lying on his side in the innermost. He didn't take two steps, but suddenly there was a gust of icy breeze blowing from his neck.

It was Tai'an, who came out from his collar, tightly wrapped his arms around his neck, buried his head on his shoulder, and even his voice was trembling: "...Little Prince, I...I am very scared." /

The veins on the prince's forehead were twitching wildly, and he couldn't help complaining: "...you have been dead for thirty years, and you are a ghost yourself, what are you afraid of?"

Tai'an's voice was muffled, and he hugged his hands even tighter, whispering in his ear: "...Ghosts are different from ghosts, there are good ghosts and bad ghosts. The long-tongued ghost who hanged himself... The drowning ghost who threw himself into the river..."