The night was thick, and the huge palace was silent.

Outside the Qianlong Palace, the guards of the night vigil looked straight ahead with sharp eyes, and the two figures went up the steps one after the other.

The guards led by him glanced at Imperial Physician Liu, and immediately tacitly pushed open the door of the hall.

The young man holding the medicine cup kept his head down, and it wasn't until he entered the hall with Imperial Physician Liu that the faint candlelight made him can't help but glance around with his residual light.

The candlelight gilded a faint halo on the ornaments in the temple, and the figure elongated by the candlelight was projected on the bright yellow curtain, which still added a bit of weirdness.

This curtain is like a cloud covering the sky and the sun, isolating the scene on the dragon couch, making it impossible to peek through.

The air was filled with a thick stench of blood, which made people's internal organs uncontrollable.

Doctor Liu's warning eyes swept over the young man, and the young man lowered his head, bit his lip tightly, and suffocated the nausea that was about to come out.

"Wechen knocked on the emperor. ”

The young man glanced at Imperial Doctor Liu, who was kneeling, and quickly knelt down.

Imperial Physician Liu glanced at the young man beside him, and the young man willingly pushed the medicine cup into the curtain.

Most people have curiosity, and the more Doctor Liu told him not to snoop when he came, the more curious the young man became.

The inquiring eyes looked up slightly, but it happened to meet a pair of creepy eyes.

Those eyes, without pupils, only turned white.

Sending the medicine out, before he had time to withdraw his hand, he was suddenly pulled by a force, and before the young man could react, the whole person had been pulled into it by a force.

"Ahh

A warm trickle of water flowing from behind the curtain soaked his clothes, and he didn't dare to look at the blood red on the ground, and Imperial Physician Liu closed his eyes with a pale face...............

........................................................................

The shouting on the street is endless, and the merchants come and go in an endless stream, and this prosperous scene is probably only seen in Chang'an.

As a cool breeze hit, the woman gathered her clothes, and the movements under her feet were much sharper.

Meng Fu followed behind, didn't say anything, just followed the woman's footsteps into the end of Lin'an Street.

It seemed that the woman expected that the time came, and Liu Shu waited outside the store early.

"Miss is here. ”

Shen Qingyu nodded slightly, in response, and immediately walked towards the inner hall.

In the courtyard of the square, a man dressed in lake-blue cloth and with an indifferent scholarly atmosphere was repairing a few chrysanthemums at the courtyard wall.

Hearing the movement, the man turned his head and immediately met with the woman's eyes.

"I heard Feng Yu say, the prince invited you to the prince's mansion at noon?"

Shen Qingyu said with a solemn face.

Bai Xuwen did not hesitate, and immediately nodded: "Not bad." ”

If this is the case, I am afraid that Xiaobai's champion is eight or nine and ten, and Song Haotian is afraid that this move is intentionally wooing, but this is exactly in her arms.

..............................................................................

Prince's Mansion.

"Are you saying that Song Zhiyuan has been kneeling outside the Qianlong Hall for two hours?" Song Haotian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a sip of tea unhurriedly.

The guards who came to report did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly replied: "Yes." ”

Song Haotian looked at the national teacher sitting with a faint light: "What did the national teacher say about Song Zhiyuan?"

Song Zhiyuan has always been an idle prince to the outside world, but now that he is so abnormal, I think he has noticed something.

"Wait and see. ”

Hearing this, Song Haotian's face was slightly gloomy, but he didn't say much.

The little servant in the mansion hurriedly walked in: "His Royal Highness the Prince, Bai Gongzi is here." ”

The slightly gloomy face finally relaxed a little............

When he first arrived here, Bai Xuwen was a little restrained: "Xiaosheng has seen His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

Song Haotian's penetrating eyes looked people up and down, and then said in a calm tone: "Bai Gongzi, please get up." ”

Hearing this, Bai Xuwen slowly got up.

"The main hall invited Bai Gongzi to come, in fact, there is a purpose. Song Haotian said meaningfully, but his eyes looked at the chair behind Bai Xuwen and motioned for him to sit.

Bai Xuwen froze for a moment, and then sat down.

The other party was so straight to the point, he simply went straight to the point: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince might as well speak up." ”

This indifference in handling things really made Song Haotian appreciate, even if he was the most proud staff member in the shogunate, when he first saw him, he had never been so calm.

"Bai Gongzi is extraordinary, and the palace wants to cherish talents, I don't know what Bai Gongzi thinks?"

Bai Xuwen didn't know about the court disputes, but he heard a thing or two from Shen Qingyu before coming to the prince's mansion, and now he was listening to Song Haotian's straightforward words, but his heart was flat.

can recall Shen Qingyu's words, Bai Xuwen's eyes instantly fluctuated.

..................................................................

Song Zhiyuan knelt for three hours, and he never saw his father.

Raising his eyes and glancing at the closed door of the palace and the guards guarding it, Song Zhiyuan's hands hanging on both sides were tightly closed together.

The father has not shown up for more than a month, and the affairs of the court in this month are under the control of Queen Yang's mother and son, and he can't ask to see his father.

The chaotic eyes gradually became clear, and he pulled back his gaze, and with the support of his entourage, he finally walked out of the palace gate of the Qianlong Palace step by step.

"Lord Wang, what should I do now?"

Song Zhiyuan's eyes were deep: "It will be a visit from the Northern Desert envoy in the near future, and if it is really okay at that time, my father will naturally show up." ”

Now his power is not enough to fight with Empress Yang's faction, and he must be foolproof, otherwise it will be an abyss to take a rash step forward.

..................................................................

Twilight is approaching, and the entire land of Kyushu seems to be shrouded in a thin veil, hazy and impermeable.

The cold wind outside the house passed, and the cold seemed to be frozen for thousands of miles, but the inner room was warm.

"Listening to Feng Yu, Bai Gongzi has already pretended to respond to Song Haotian. Meng Fu poured a cup of tea and handed it to Shen Qingyu.

Shen Qingyu took a sip of hot tea, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sinister arc: "It's better like this." ”

Meng Fu was puzzled and asked, "The princess has a grudge against the crown prince?"

It's not just a grudge, it's a sea of blood.

The calm in her eyes instantly turned into a churning undercurrent, and she said quietly: "Not bad." ”

Meng Fu originally wanted to ask, but it could be seen that her face was not good, so she stopped this thought.

Squeak –

The door was pushed open from the outside, and the cold wind poured in in an instant, dispelling a lot of warmth in the room.

The man was dressed in black and noble, and his complexion was indifferent, like a lake in late autumn, not frozen, but revealing a refreshing chill.

When he touched the woman's sight, the chill around him subsided a lot.

Meng Fu made an excuse and slipped away.

She lifted her eyelids, and her eyes fell on him steadily.

Since his "dementia" has been cured, it is simply a dragon that has seen the beginning and not the end, obviously it has not been seen for a day, but it gives her a feeling of being like every other autumn.

Warm eyes swept over the woman's body, and he sat down across from her, ten feet apart.

Three days later, Mu Yao will arrive in Chang'an. ”

Shen Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and then the joy spread over the whole little face: "Really?"

His eyes were soft and slightly bowed, which was regarded as a response.

​