The night was thick and a cool breeze was blowing.

The palace and Qianlong Hall are brightly lit.

The cadres led by Empress Yang were all anxious and restless outside the palace.

Finally, the closed door creaked open, and several respected doctors from the Tai Hospital walked out like mournful.

"Imperial Doctor Zhang, how is it?" asked Empress Yang with a frown.

Imperial Physician Zhang hesitated for a while and said, "Your Majesty, he ......"

Speaking of this, Imperial Physician Zhang just shook his head at a loss, and what he meant was naturally self-evident.

Empress Yang's face changed slightly, and she said in a deep voice: "Imperial Doctor Zhang, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

Yu Guang secretly glanced at the national teacher standing behind Song Haotian, and Imperial Physician Zhang said with some hesitation: "I don't know if it is because the emperor has been addicted to pills recently, and his body has reached the limit under the impact of various drugs." ”

Hearing this, Queen Yang's figure flickered, but fortunately, the palace maid behind her supported her in time.

"Is there a way for a national teacher?" Song Haotian's cold gaze swept over Imperial Physician Zhang's body, and turned to look at the person behind him.

The bottom of his eyes that were as calm as the sea gradually fluctuated, and the national teacher pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "Rong Chen will take a look at the emperor's current situation first. ”

Song Haotian looked at Empress Yang: "Queen Mother?"

Empress Yang held her forehead and waved her hand: "Go ahead." ”

The night is getting deeper, and the Qianlong Palace has also returned from bright lights to silence.

Today's Fengyi Palace is shrouded in a layer of lingering clouds.

"Queen Mother, I heard that the national teacher meant that my father's body had reached the end of the crossbow, and this was a good time for my son, so why not ............"

Before Song Haotian finished his impatient words, he was interrupted by Empress Yang raising her hand.

"Did Tian'er ever think that nearly half of the forces in the court are now on the side of Song Zhiyuan, the son of Concubine De? ”

Song Haotian frowned incomprehensibly: "Isn't this the reason, is it the time?"

He is the crown prince of the Great Yan Dynasty, if his father dies, this throne is naturally his, so what is Song Zhiyuan?

Empress Yang glanced at him coldly: "Now the Northern Desert is eyeing Dayan, and it will be a royal hunt in the near future, which coincides with the Northern Desert envoys coming to the court, if the emperor dies at this time, the situation in the court will definitely have a lot of turmoil." ”

This statement is like an initiation, Song Haotian suddenly figured out the powerful relationship, and it is no wonder that the queen mother will let the national teacher raise his father's body at all costs.

"It's still the queen mother who is thoughtful. ”

There was a little more fatigue between her eyebrows, Queen Yang rubbed her eyebrows and asked, "Tomorrow is your feast, it's late tonight, let's go back and rest!"

The queen mother also rested early. ”

Empress Yang closed her eyes and waved her hand.

Out of the palace, a cold wind suddenly whistled through the street, blowing the horns of the carriage.

"Is there a way for the national teacher to raise his father's body?"

A deep voice spread through the crowded carriage.

The expression under the mask is impenetrable, only the eyes that are as deep as the sea gradually have a lot of small waves.

"Grass of life and death. ”

Song Haotian's brows tightened suddenly: "Life and death grass?"

"Hmm. ”

"Didn't the national teacher say that this grass of life and death is difficult to find in the world?"

The national teacher's eyes flashed slightly, and he said lightly: "Your Highness, rest assured, the minister has his own way. ”

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In the night, a black figure climbed over the courtyard wall of the Xiao Mansion and drove in the direction of the Orchid Courtyard.

The door opened silently, and a slender figure gently closed the door and walked out.

"Brother Yang Huai. The woman's delicate voice floated in the air like a thin thread.

As the words fell, his waist suddenly tightened, and then, the whole person was brought into the rockery by a force.

"Hmm......"

A force slammed into his lips, drowning Mo Qingning's words between his lips and teeth.

The belt slipped off, and the man's big hand rushed in like a dexterous snake, Mo Qingning's heart trembled, and he suddenly woke up.

Taking advantage of the man's confusion, she pressed hard against the man's chest.

Breathing, Mo Qingningjiao blushed and said angrily: "Brother Yang Huai is always so anxious. ”

Yang Huaiben, who was interrupted, was a little displeased, but looking at the beauty now, it turned into a cloud of smoke.

He pinched her waist and smiled evilly, "Don't you like it?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and hooked her leg and pushed her against the rockery.

Mo Qingning's eyes flashed with a touch of disgust and resistance, but there was an unchanged smile on his face, his fingertips drew circles on the man's chest, and said coquettishly: "How is Brother Yang Huai helping Ning'er?"

Speaking of this, Yang Huai couldn't help but smile proudly: "Ning'er rest assured." ”

Hearing this, Mo Qingning suddenly smiled, and immediately took the initiative to drop a mouthful of Fang Ze on Yang Huai's face............

The beauty is so active, but it can't knock Yang Huai's heart that is about to move, and in a moment, her body has already endured it to the limit.

The man's stormy pouring sent the woman straight into the sky, but the eyes that should have indulged in indulgence were clear.

She stared straight at the night sky in front of her, her hatred churning like an undercurrent............

She Mo Qing would rather be the concubine of Mofu and the first beauty of Dayan, but she has fallen to the point where she is now selling herself for glory, and all this is to blame on Mo Nianchu, the slut, she will never let her go..................

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The sky is dawning, and the light is shining.

Now is the prince's banquet, and the prince's mansion at that time was already a busy scene.

Yiyuan.

Mo Qingying looked at the hazy outline in the bronze mirror with great concentration, not knowing what she was thinking.

The green comb passed over the three thousand ink hairs, and after a dark glance, Lu'er couldn't help asking, "What is Niangniang thinking?"

The scattered eyes gradually condensed together like a mist, and Mo Qingying glanced at Lu'er standing behind him from the bronze mirror.

"I don't know why, but there is a hidden uneasiness in this concubine's heart. ”

"Niangniang is too worried, now is a good day for His Royal Highness the Prince, even if there is something, it is a good thing. ”

The cloudy eyebrows did not decrease by half a point, and Mo Qingying said lightly: "I hope so!"

Near noon, the empty Prince's Mansion finally became lively.

In front of the house, there is a city, and all the people who come are people with heads and faces in Chang'an.

A carved carriage stopped in front of the mansion, and the woman in the purple shirt and the man in the crescent moon and the man in the white shirt got out of the carriage one after the other.

"Daughter-in-law, be careful. ”

The woman smiled gently, put her hand on the man's big hand, and got out of the carriage with a generous demeanor.

Mo Qingying, who was greeting guests outside the door, had a slightly gloomy face, but for a moment she smiled and came up.

"Sister Shizi is here. ”

Shen Qingyu glanced at Mo Qingying, who was obviously eager to dismantle her into eight pieces, but still forced a smile, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

"Hmm. ”

"Why didn't Sister Ning'er come with Sister Shizifei?" Mo Qingying asked after a glance.

"It's different. After speaking, Shen Qingyu glanced at Mo Qingying with a smile, and then took Xiao Chengyu's hand and walked away.

What does Mo Nianchu mean by this slut?

The hands hanging on both sides clenched tightly together, Mo Qingying clenched her teeth and suddenly sneered............

A rural village girl, I don't know who gave her the courage to say such things, it's really funny in the world............

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