In the magnificent Qianlong Palace, the bright yellow curtains isolate the emperor on the bed from everyone's sight.

A group of cronies led by Empress Yang all stood outside the curtain.

The silence in the hall was as stagnant as water, and I am afraid that even if a needle fell to the ground, it would be clear and audible.

Suddenly, with the movement of the chains rubbing, a sound similar to the roar of a beast sounded from behind the curtains.

The ministers looked at each other in fear, and they didn't dare to come out.

On the other hand, Empress Yang and the crown prince at the top are indifferent, as if they have become accustomed to it.

Finally, the national teacher wearing a mask came out with a curtain, followed by a man in red clothes, the man tilted his head slightly, and he couldn't see the expression on his face at the moment.

"Master Guoshi, how is the emperor?" asked Empress Yang with an eager expression.

Song Haotian also dropped the cup and looked fixedly at the national teacher standing in place.

The person who looked like he was doing it casually swept around, and the national teacher opened his lips and said unhurriedly: "The emperor's body is fine, but he may need to raise for some time." ”​

"Dare to ask the national teacher what is the cry of that beast?" a minister in Tsing Yi stood up and asked.

The national teacher glanced at Empress Yang, who was full of murderous intent, and said lightly: "Lord Zhu will know if you go over and take a look?"

Lord Zhu froze in place, and looked at Empress Yang with a requesting look.

With a slight glimmer of murderous intent, Empress Yang glanced at the curtain expressionlessly: "This palace knows that Lord Zhu cares about the emperor's body, Lord Zhu should go over, the emperor will not blame the lord." ”​

was affirmed, and Master Zhu walked over with a step.

Raising his hand to lift the corner of the curtain, he saw that their ninety-five dignity was lying on the bed, and their hands and feet were chained.

How could this be? Didn't Empress Yang say to the outside world that Emperor Huang was only infected with a severe wind chill and was unwell? Why was this situation much more serious than the wind chill.

"Wechen greeted the emperor. ”

However, how could the emperor, who had already become a walking corpse on the bed, respond?

"Lord Zhu should not approach the emperor, so as not to be infected with the wind and cold. ”​

Lord Zhu's face changed again and again, and because of this, coupled with the situation in front of him, he unknowingly approached the emperor on the couch.

At this time, the emperor, who seemed to be asleep on the couch, suddenly opened his eyes.

But the strange thing is that those eyes don't seem to have pupils, only the whitened part is left, which can startle Lord Zhu.

The feet were unstable, and Lord Zhu fell to the ground with a pale face.

Suddenly, the person on the bed made a muffled sound, and Master Zhu stabilized his mind, got up, and leaned over tremblingly.

"What did the emperor say?"

As soon as the words fell, the pain in his neck came, and Lord Zhu's eyes suddenly frightened to the extreme, and he instinctively reacted to let out a scream.

Outside the curtain, all the ministers who heard the screams lowered their heads with pale faces.

Song Haotian glanced at it lightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a trace of extremely gloomy arc.

Empress Yang lowered her head with dark eyes, and then her body was slightly blessed: "The emperor is angry." ”

Hearing this, all the ministers knelt on the ground and shouted: "The emperor is angry." ”

Finally, after the ministers with their own thoughts left, the Qianlong Palace returned to silence.

A stream of blood flowed from behind the curtain to her feet, and Empress Yang moved away with a look of disgust, and immediately stepped forward and lifted a corner of the curtain.

On the bed, a bloody and cruel scene instantly crashed into his eyes, Lord Zhu's eyes widened, and the bottom of his eyes was visibly frightened and horrified, and blood flowed out of the bitten neck, and the entire bright yellow bed was stained red with blood.

Blood was dripping to the ground, and the emperor ...... No...... It should be that the emperor, who has become a monster, is frantically biting on Lord Zhu's body.

The pieces of flesh were like turf, lifted piece by piece.

It's really terrifying.

Empress Yang's most weak eyes were full of indifferent contempt: "Those who are looking for death, this palace will naturally not stop them." ”

Song Haotian took a step forward and stood in the scene of Queen Yang, and naturally took in this terrifying scene.

"Why did the queen mother deal with Lord Zhu?"

Empress Yang withdrew her hand carelessly, and said with a gloomy face: "He is from Concubine De's side." ”

Those who came today were their cronies, but they never thought that Lord Zhu, whom he valued the most, was actually Concubine De's meticulous work.

Hearing this, Song Haotian's face sank a lot: "The autumn hunt is imminent, and the Northern Desert is about to send an envoy to Dayan, and the ministers are afraid of ......."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Queen Yang raising her hand: "The emperor will naturally be fine then." ”

Song Haotian was very puzzled, in terms of his father's situation, getting better is probably a fantasy.

didn't wait for him to ask again, but only heard Empress Yang sneer meaningfully: "Tian'er doesn't have to worry, and go to prepare for the imperial examination, everything has its own queen mother." ”

Hearing this, Song Haotian's heart fell to the ground.

"Yes. ”

The imperial examination is imminent, and if you make good use of this opportunity to cultivate more henchmen, it will be a good opportunity.

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The sky was foggy, and in the blink of an eye, a drizzle began to fall.

The weather in late autumn, coupled with the wind from time to time, is so cold that people's hearts come, and I think that this year's winter will be a little colder than in previous years.

Meng Fu thought about it with the charcoal fire, but it was much sharper under his feet.

"The prince, the princess. ”

Shen Qingyu, who was teaching Xiao Chengyu to read in the study, paused: "Come in." ”

Soon, the inner room was much warmer because of the charcoal fire lit by Meng Fu.

"Are your hands still stiff?" she asked, taking his slightly cool hand.

He smiled and shook his head, his eyes changing slightly as he swept his eyes over her small hand.

"Daughter-in-law, what's wrong with your hand?"

Hearing this, Shen Qingyu glanced at it nonchalantly, and said with a warm smile: "It's okay, it's just going to get frostbite." ”

Meng Fu's mind moved, and he hurriedly said: "It's only late autumn, and the princess will have frostbite, if it is winter, I am afraid that it will be unbearable." ”

Shen Qingyu is the first time to grow this thing, probably because of the physique of this body.

It's just chilblains, she hadn't taken it to heart before, but now when she heard Meng Fu say this, her brows couldn't help frowning.

Meng Fu weakly glanced at his master, whose face had changed slightly, and said with a smile: "However, the slave maid has an earthwork method, and it is very effective to cure this." ”

Hearing this, Shen Qingyu's tense face couldn't help but relax a little.

At this time, Yun Zheng's voice came from outside the house.

"Princess, Mrs. Hua asks to see. ”

Mrs. Hua?

Seeing that her own princess couldn't remember this person at all, Meng Fu coughed lightly and reminded: "It's the one who poked her son's eyes blind at the last family banquet." ”

Shen Qingyu suddenly came to the impression, yes, she slapped her a few times and slapped her mouth at that time.

"Does the princess remember?" Meng Fu asked.

Shen Qingyu nodded: "Hmm." ”

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