Chapter 1919 What does Yin Rong mean?

   "Master!" Mu Jin was in a hurry, for fear that it would make him even more uncomfortable, and he didn't dare to move, so he had to block it at will, and let him make a fuss.

   This person is also very angry, and the trouble made her heart move. He actually hugged her and murmured something in her ear before falling asleep.

   Mu Jin tilted her head hard and glanced at the man who was already sleeping soundly on top of her, and she felt like 10,000 grass and mud horses were rushing and roaring past—you don’t bring such playful people!

   And, what did he say before he fell asleep? It seems to be talking about his emperor Ama? ?

   Mu Jin is even more depressed, shouldn't he be thinking of her at this time?

   pushed the man away with great effort, helped him lie down well, Mu Jin lay down again, heaved a sigh of relief, and unconsciously looked at him in a trance, thinking that the fourth master is the only one who has seen this drunk state, right? What's the matter with some inexplicable sense of achievement?

  Mu Jin hooked her lips and smiled, leaned over and kissed the man Jun Jun's face and chin lightly, hugged him into his arms, drowsiness struck, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

   The palace of the emperor of Qianqing Palace.

  The fire in the ground dragon's bedroom was as warm as spring, and Lord Kangxi, wearing a thin bright yellow pajama, just reclined and sat on the kang casually, listening to the reports of the black-clothed guards kneeling on the ground.

After listening to   , Lord Kangxi still sat there like that, with no expression or reaction.

Liang Jiugong, who was half-hunched as a wooden servant, glanced at the black-clothed guard and coughed lightly. When the guard raised his eyes and looked at him, seeing him wink, he immediately kowtowed with interest, and quietly Back out.

   The lights in the sleeping hall were dimly lit, reflecting bright yellow everywhere.

   Lord Kangxi sighed softly, and knocked on the kang with his knuckles, "Yinrong, Yinzhen!"

   "I know countless people, but I really can't understand it. Jiu Gong, you talk about it, talk about it, talk about it, you say Yin Rong - what do you mean?"

   Liang Jiugong dared to follow up on such words, he smiled, and his waist was even more bent, "Your Majesty, you are wise and martial, even you don't understand, how can this old slave understand."

   Lord Kangxi gave him a "sneer" smile, glanced at him and didn't press him any more.

   He didn't expect the old guy to say anything at first, but it was just a moment of emotion.

  Yin Rung, is he really unwilling to be this prince? Why? Why does a person become so radical when he changes?

   This feeling is too obvious, especially when compared with the past.

   So much so that he could no longer deceive himself and had to face it calmly.

  If Yinren really doesn't want to be the prince, then he has to plan and plan again.

   Just really want to dethrone Yinren as the prince? Lord Kangxi hesitated again, and two beautiful images appeared in his mind, one was blurry, the other became clearer. After all, is he going to break his promise?

  Liang Jiugong didn't know what Kangxi Master was thinking, but based on what Kangxi Ye said earlier, Kangxi Ye sighed, and what he had seen and heard in the past two or three years, he also guessed three or four points, and he couldn't help but set off a storm in his heart. Legs are a little weak.

  Your Majesty, is this a matter of serious consideration and abolition of the Crown Prince?

  The imperial court of the Qing Dynasty, I am afraid it will experience another great turmoil

   I don't know who will take over as the heir after this prince is deposed.

   (end of this chapter)