Chapter 8

Lord Chen? Bastard?

These two words quickly pass in the mind of hundred Li red makeup, and she has a certain understanding of this Chen Lord.

If she is one of the jokes of the people in the imperial city after dinner, then the Chen Lord should be regarded as the second.

Three years ago, today's Saint suddenly granted an unknown man as the Lord, causing a great stir in the court. This man is emperor Beichen.

Even if the court officials disapprove, the emperor is still determined to act alone. After he was granted the crown prince, he gave him a reward. Since then, there has been another disabled crown prince in Fengbo country.

For a while, rumors spread, and people speculated that emperor Beichen was the emperor's illegitimate son. Otherwise, how could such a disabled and incompetent man become the king?

However, the Emperor didn't explain this rumor when he knew it. Instead, he acquiesced. Over time, everyone acquiesced to the identity of emperor Beichen.

I thought that the emperor must like him very much when he got rid of the public opinions and gave the emperor Beichen a reward. I didn't think that the emperor was quite good to him in the first year, but later it became more and more weak, and the status of the emperor Beichen also fell.

Hundred Li red make-up slowly walked towards the noisy place, perhaps holding the idea of the elder brother and the younger brother, she also had a trace of curiosity to Emperor Beichen.

After all, in this huge imperial city, the days are so miserable as she is. There is no one to compare with except emperor Beichen.

Walking into the crowd, hundred li of red make-up followed the people's line of sight, only to see several figures standing on the second floor of zuixianlou, and then to see the unpleasant figure that she hated.

Xuanyuanheng!

Xuanyuanheng's face was domineering, and he looked at the pale gold figure sitting in front of him.

"Emperor Beichen, you said if I accidentally hit you and pushed you down from the third floor, what would you do?" Xuanyuanhuan's mouth was full of sarcastic laughter, and his joking attitude seemed to regard emperor Beichen as a plaything!

Hundred Li red make-up looked at the pale golden figure with its back to the bottom, who should be emperor Beichen.

"If the prince wants to miss, what can I do?"

The light warm and mellow voice is a little ironic, as if a gust of wind blows between the heart, showing free and easy and indifferent.

Xuanyuanhuan was stunned and frowned, looking at a calm face in front of him. He even doubted that he was the one being bullied at the moment.

He hated the indifferent appearance of emperor Beichen most, as if nothing could affect him.

It's as if he's on top, and he's just a clown, let him see a joke.

"Big brother, how can he be such a waste?"

The second prince xuanyuanjing didn't find the dark tide between xuanyuanhuan and Emperor Beichen. He said with a smile, "just push him down, don't you know?"

Just after the voice fell, xuanyuanjing pretended to be careless at his feet. The whole man stumbled over to Emperor Beichen. Once he pushed his hands, Emperor Beichen rushed out of the railing!

Only heard a rail broken sound, followed by a golden light will fall from the third floor!

Hundred Li red makeup eyes light micro coagulation, this Xuanyuan Heng is really not a thing!

Emperor Beichen's disabled legs are miserable enough. Xuanyuanheng still refuses to let go!

A touch of ridicule diffuse on the dark pupil, xuanyuanheng most like to do is not this kind of thing?

Whether it is her or emperor Beichen, xuanyuanhuan is unwilling to let go, despicable and shameless!

Many onlookers moved their eyes. Lord Chen was indeed pitiful, but they were just ordinary people. What could they do?