This year, the emperor has nine out of fifty years of life, and his sick bones are broken. He is no longer the young man with eyes like shooting stars, eyebrows like distant mountains, lips like paint, and skin like snow, he is old, his eyelids are shy, his sideburns are blooming, he raises his hands slightly, his hands, the skin on the back of his hands is loose, showing little by little brown patches, which are age spots that only old people have.

The queen sat on the edge of the bed, watching the emperor's eyes roll, but she couldn't open her eyes after all, The queen's eyes turned and fell on the gilded jade arm Jiulongtou palace lamp directly opposite the emperor, and shouted in a low voice: "Quickly remove these candles." ”

The patient who fell into a severe coma suddenly opened his eyes, and it was extremely uncomfortable to face this bright light, so that the emperor could not open his eyes.

He Jin, the chamberlain standing beside the queen, also came back to his senses, and hurriedly said that the slave should die, so he ran outside.

The gilded jade arm nine-head palace lamp, nine feet nine feet high, more than three inches thick, is cast of brass, the top stretches out the head of the nine brothers' arms, polished by jade, such a palace lamp weighs hundreds of catties, how to enter the room, Feng Chengen's weak inner servant is impossible to lift, and in this house, which one can be called, Zhaoyang Palace has its own slaves who specialize in this kind of rough work.

King Jing is considered to be filial, not waiting for He Jin to summon people, with his hands on his sleeves, he stepped down from the horse, grabbed it with one hand, grabbed it with the other, and lifted the palace lamp steadily, and immediately, the breath became rougher.

King Wuping saw that King Jing was struggling and wanted to help, but King Jing said angrily: "Go and ...... on the side"

But after a breath, King Jing did this hard work.

But the emperor did not get any better because of this, the six senses recovered, and the personnel turmoil of fifty-nine years crossed his mind frame by frame.

"Minister, see the prince!"

The boy knelt on his knees, saluting a man.

The young man's very low face was full of unwillingness. are all the sons of a father, why is one born to be a king, why is one born to be a minister, the young man is greatly dissatisfied.

"Zhao Yu, I'm going to kill you!"

A man with a beard and a face full of half of his face wanted to choke Zhao Yu's neck with his open hands, but he was only a fraction away.

At that time, the twenty-nine-year-old Zhao Yu faced King Lu, whose hands and feet were shackled, and bloomed with an overcomer's wanton smile.

"Your Majesty, the concubine cannot live with Your Majesty, but I wish to die with Your Majesty. ”

She is the biological mother of the emperor's eldest son, Zhao Yanke, Zhang, a gentle woman like water, with a slippery body wrapped around the emperor's body like vines, and her eyes are full of affection.

Ten years later, the woman set a fire in Yanqing Palace, burying her ridiculous infatuation with an emperor.

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

It was a hoarse and old voice, lying on the dragon couch and the weak emperor, as if he was erupting in thunderous rage, and like a helpless pleading.

The grievances and grievances of the past few decades have squeezed into the emperor's mind like a mountain of mountains, and the mental turmoil induced by those scenes is enough to make a person's spirit collapse.

Feng Chengen has been kneeling on the inside of the bed to serve, when the emperor was struggling, he suddenly saw such a person, who had been sick for a long time and didn't know where the strength came from, grabbed Feng Chengen's front placket, and then reflexively buckled to the edge of the bed, threw Feng Chengen out of the inside of the bed, and then roared: "Get out!"

The Emperor's Bed does not allow others to snore.

What kind of person is this, dare to appear on his dragon couch!

Feng Chengen was thrown to pieces, lying on the ground, and did not dare to make a sound.

After the sudden exertion, the emperor collapsed on the bed exhausted, sweating profusely, and then looked at the people around him, his red eyes could not hide the confused color.

Who are these people with crowns on their heads?

These one by one, strange men, who are they?

Only the woman sitting on the edge of the bed was dignified and beautiful, and the emperor still remembered that it was his queen, but the queen's appearance was stained with traces of wind and frost erosion.

But this is a deeper fear for the emperor.

What time is it?

Where am I?

The emperor looked at his hand and touched his face, and the whole person was trembling.

The world praises the emperor, long live, long live, long live.

But those glorious years of clusters of flowers have been lost!

And the saddest thing is that what a wanton romance was in the years, now that I think about it, I can't even think of it, all the emperor can think of is what he wants to forget, the pain engraved into the bone marrow.

"Your Majesty......"

Xia Jie stepped forward a little impatiently.

The emperor turned a deaf ear.

The queen sighed softly and unfolded her wide sleeves to hide the emperor's fragile face.

At this time, Zhao Yanheng came out of the queue and saluted the emperor and queen, saying: "Father, mother, and sons and ministers retire." ”

In addition to Zhao Yanheng, there were Wuping Junwang, Jing Wang, Wei Wang, Jing Wang, Sun Yuhui, who offered medicine, and Wang Wenxian, the first assistant of the cabinet, they should all know in their hearts that the emperor's brain was not very good before he fell into a coma, but at this moment, they all had shocked expressions.

This...... Since the fire in Yanqing Palace, Feng Chengen, who has served the emperor for 20 years, doesn't know him anymore, who else does the emperor know at this time?

His Royal Highness King Youxiang took a step back first, and King Jing then said, "The ministers are retiring." ”

After that, the first assistant Wang Wenxian: "The old minister retired." ”

King Wei couldn't say such decent words, and he was dragged away by King Jing.

One by one, silently retreated.

The last one left was King Jing.

But what can King Jing do?

At this moment, he could only take care of the king's dignity and retreat silently.

Everyone has been guarding for most of the day, and now it is a critical moment, and they just retreat to the door and wait silently for the emperor to wake up.

At this time, the queen put down the wide sleeves that covered the emperor's face, and at this moment the emperor's face was covered with cold sweat, and the emperor's body was tightly curled up, deep in his mind, the smell of burnt skin and flesh made the emperor bite his teeth and click.

What night is tonight, where am I, the emperor seems to be immersive, and he returned to that night, the twenty-fourth day of the ninth year of Yuanyou, and that place, the Yanqing Palace where the prince's biological mother, the concubine Zhang, lived.

The choking smoke dragged the emperor from his coma, and he wanted to escape, but his body was hugged by Zhang's dead arms.

The fire had burned her skirt and rattled.

The delicate and cowardly woman of the past showed extraordinary perseverance at the moment, looking at him with a smile on her face.

The emperor's hair was also burned by the fire, at that moment, pain, anger, fear, despair, surrounded the emperor heavily, at that moment, how unwilling the emperor was, roared: "Zhang, where can I not stand you?"

The prince's biological mother, the imperial concubine, this woman, born in a small family, and in the year of Lu, was abducted by a gang that trafficked women, and was already scattered into mud, it was Zhao Yu, who had just taken up the domain, and ordered the guards to fully assist the local government to solve the case, so that a group of women such as the Zhang family were rescued and returned to the family.

The so-called starvation death is a small matter, and the loss of festival is a big matter, let alone a woman being ...... The Zhang family, and even Zhang's parents, felt that Zhang's survival was a violation of morals and customs, and forced Zhang's suicide to be martyred.

In this case, it was Zhao Yu who sheltered the Zhang family and gave the Zhang family a way to live.

This one and the other saved Zhang's twice.

Later, Zhao Yu and Fang's had no children for several years, and Zhao Yu didn't care about Zhang's remnants of flowers and willows, accepted Fang's family, and allowed her to give birth to her eldest son.

Later, their eldest son was canonized as the crown prince, and her mother was named a noble concubine because of her son's wealth.

Zhao Yu felt that he didn't have the slightest bit of a problem with this woman, and even accused the Zhang family of secretly colluding with King Lu ten years ago and murdering their son-in-law, Zhao Yu was not partial, he didn't believe that the usual submissive and weak Zhang family could do such a big thing. Zhao Yu prefers to believe that this is a successful provocation designed by King Lu, who was imprisoned by him to death, in order to disturb his harem and shake his prince before he died.

Unexpectedly, with this kindness, Zhang wanted to burn him and herself!

"Ahem, ahem!"

The burning of the body, as well as the suffocating pain in the fire, has made Zhang speechless, Zhang stared at the emperor, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, his feelings were real, his meaning was sad.

But who knows that affection?

She is not like the concubine Zhu of the previous emperor, and she is not like the current queen Fang, who is so keen to seize power and control the world.

She is not the Li family (the biological mother of the fourth son of the emperor) and the Wang family (the biological mother of the sixth son) of the emperor at the beginning of the emperor's accession to the throne, and she should enter the palace with the hope of revitalizing the family.

She's just she, a simple woman.

She was mistaken and sold to the land of fireworks by the wicked.

She had a weak relationship and was locked in the cellar by her parents waiting for death.

Her only brilliance in this world is the one who once or twice kept her alive, her husband.

However, her husband is not her alone, and it has been twenty years since she began to rejoice with her, and she has been able to see him for seven thousand three hundred days and nights!

What a prince, what a concubine, she just wants to eat at the same table with her husband every day, sleep together, but her husband is ninety-five high, the beauty of the world is like a cloud, and the handsome is like a forest, as her face grows old, she is just honored.

Honor, if you can't go to the twilight with your beloved, it is the queen mother's honor, so what's the pity.

From now on, everyone knows that she has mistaken her.

At the last moment of her life, Zhang's arms tightly wrapped around Zhao Yu's waist, and her head was buried deep in Zhao Yu's chest.

However, she would not know that after she died, when the rescuer risked his life to break into the sea of fire, wanting to carry the holy car and unable to pull away Zhang's arms, it was the emperor who made a quick decision and ordered Zhang's arms to be cut off left and right.

A piece of broken flesh and bones, the arms that were cut off and still clasped on the body seemed to be convulsions with vital signs, and the hot blood burst out, soaking the emperor's whole body.

The tragedy of that moment, after twenty years, has become a lingering nightmare for the emperor. 166 Reading Network