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During the day, the hustle and bustle of the capital seems to be swallowed up by the huge beast of the night, leaving only quiet and peaceful, and countless people are indulging in the deepest dreams in their hearts and cannot extricate themselves.

In the Zhaoyang Palace, the emperor's dragon bed was lit with a quiet and elegant sleeping incense, and the green smoke escaped from the incense burner and slowly dissipated in the huge palace.

In the red brocade tent, the man who was sleeping deeply and frowned was not sleeping peacefully, and he whispered indistinctly from time to time, but he never woke up, and under his closed eyelids, the green shadow was heavy.

The Qintian Prison Eunuch, dressed in a Taoist robe, was standing outside the heavy brocade tent, looking at Liu Defu who walked towards him after lifting the curtain and looking at the emperor.

"Lord Zhan, the emperor has been like this for some days, even if he is asleep, he still can't sleep steadily, and in the long run, he always relies on this sleep incense, but it is extremely inappropriate...... Do you have a cure?"

The old man with a wrinkled face and skin like a dead tree raised his head, looked around at the large and somewhat empty imperial dormitory, and shook his head silently.

Liu Defu was anxious: "Lord Zhan, you are now the most valued person by the emperor, the imperial doctor is helpless about it, if you can't do it, how can you eat the emperor's dragon body?"

The old Taoist priest looked at his nose and nose, and his nose looked at his heart, and he was unmoved: "The emperor is a knot in his heart, even if it is a Daluo immortal, then the emperor himself is willing to let go." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Liu Defu again: "It's Gonggong Liu, I have said several times that you will find a way to remove the furnishings of the emperor's Zhaoyang Palace, why is it still untouched until now?"

Liu Defu has been sad about a lot of gray hair recently, and when he said this, he also looked around and complained bitterly.

Could it be that he didn't want to change all the harsh red?

Since the assassination of Empress Xiaoyuan, no one in this Zhaoyang Palace dared to move a single inch in private, even if it was the days when Empress Xiaoyuan stopped in the palace, the palace was full of plain hair, white flags like snow, this Zhaoyang Palace is still the same, red and beaming, making people feel dazzling at a glance.

Especially when the emperor inexplicably wanted to move back to this Zhaoyang Palace to live, it made him panic.

Empress Xiaoyuan was assassinated here, and at that time, the blood on the bed was soaked in the entire dragon collapse, but the emperor was not afraid, he only ordered someone to change into a new bedding, and lived like this.

Zhaoyang Hall is still so jubilant red silk everywhere, everywhere is pasted with happy words, red curtains, red bedding, time seems to stay forever on the night of the emperor's wedding.

Standing in such a place, he always felt hairy in his heart, and his back was cold, and he felt that the ghost of Empress Xiaoyuan might be in this Zhaoyang Palace, and he had persuaded him a few times, but the emperor did not speak every time, nor did he order someone to replace him.

The last time was the day before yesterday, he cautiously said, "In the long run, the queen mother will not feel at ease underground", and the emperor laughed like a demon, and the laughter scared him more than the red of the hall.

"If she's really restless, she'll come back to me, isn't that what I ask for?"

Only then did he understand that the emperor was talking about the soul conjuring was really not like Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty who saw Mrs. Li and then stopped, he really wanted to recruit the soul of Empress Xiaoyuan back!

Isn't this a deliberate attempt to haunt the palace? The emperor himself faces everything here every day, can he not have a knot in his heart?

His white and fat face turned into a bitter gourd: "Lord Zhan, why didn't our family persuade you, we have persuaded you many times, but the emperor insists on doing so! Aren't you summoning spirits, do you have eyebrows?"

The old Taoist priest who was slightly hunched lowered his head, and the wrinkles at the corners of his mouth were a little arc of joy.

Nightmares day and nightmare, night nightmares, it seems to be very difficult.

He looked up, and the green smoke was like a dream, fluttering like a fairy.

"I'll do my best. ”

Is it so difficult to conjure spirits?

He turned around and walked out: "I'll go first, Gonggong Liu will serve well." ”

Liu Defu watched his wide robe and big sleeves float away, and could only sigh, it is really not a good sign that the king of a country relies on an old Taoist so much.

He walked back to the edge of the dragon bed, and endured the creepy discomfort all over his body, and stood in the bright red as blood.

The next day, in front of the table in the imperial study, Xiao Shaoyun rubbed his eyebrows, only feeling indescribably sleepy.

He dreams of Cheng Huan every night.

The clear eyes are as clear as the first time I saw it, and the mellow and joyful little girl is so attractive.

But in a blink of an eye, she grew up, her eyes were full of blood and tears, her ruddy lips trembled, and the red phoenix robe covered the entire bed, looking straight at him, but she couldn't say a word, and slowly became cold in his arms.

He knew what she was trying to say.

She must have wanted to ask why.

You're going to hate me, so why don't you come back?

Tired and desperate, Xiao Shaoyun only felt that his whole body was stuck in the quagmire, he couldn't breathe, and he waved all the twists and turns of the Manlong case to the ground under irritation.

The sound of sighing made Liu Defu, who was standing behind him and was napping, shudder, and immediately knelt down, silent as a cicada.

He has been having a harder time than the emperor recently, the emperor is awake to serve, and he doesn't dare to move his position when he finally falls asleep.

At such a juncture, if he didn't hold on, the position of the chief eunuch might be snatched away by those who wanted to take the lead.

"The emperor is angry!"

He really regretted that he had taken such a damn nap, and he didn't know why the emperor was angry at this time!

Xiao Shaoyun's somewhat hoarse voice sounded: "Go, Xuan Zhan Shichun came to see me." ”

Liu Defu trembled in his heart, this old way is much more faceless than him.

But he didn't dare to object, so he hurried away.

It didn't take long for the Qintian Supervisor in a Taoist robe to float from the imperial garden and enter the imperial study.

"What progress did you make in the Star Pavilion last night?"

Zhan Shichun made a big salute and stood up: "Minister, I have found the soul of the queen." ”

Xiao Shaoyun stood up suddenly and strode down the steps: "Where is it?"

Zhan Shichun's expression did not fluctuate at all, and he was as calm as water: "She has been reincarnated." ”

"You mean, Cheng Huan, she has been reincarnated?" Xiao Shaoyun was stunned for a moment, but he waved his sleeves and was furious, the pearl and jade on the crown collided, and the sword eyebrows were awe-inspiring: "How is it possible, how can she not come back to me to die, impossible! Zhan Shichun, you told me that after a person dies, the soul can also be reborn!"

Zhan Shichun still looks like he doesn't care about anything, and he is not afraid: "The minister just said that the queen mother was reincarnated as a person, not that the queen mother has gone to life." ”

"What do you mean?"

"The queen mother was born with a phoenix life, and her vitality is not endless, but her phoenix body has been buried in the imperial mausoleum, Xu Chenghuan no longer exists, but the queen's soul may still be yang in any woman in Daqi, in order to reincarnate her. ”

Xiao Shaoyun was stunned: "You mean that she is still alive, but her body is another person?"

"Exactly. ”

Zhan Shichun watched the emperor's face change several times, and finally a touch of joy appeared: "What you said, but is it true?

Zhan Shichun lowered his head: "It's just a reincarnation, but he hasn't died, how can he not remember the emperor? The old minister should do his best to find the person entrusted by the queen's soul for the emperor." ”

The face of the Emperor of the Ninety-Five Venerable appeared with a dream-like look, exuding true joy from the inside out.

That's true, Cheng Huan, it's true!

Lord Qintian Supervisor also smiled, very good, everything was expected.

So, he added another sentence.

"It's just that the queen's soul has been hit hard in the end, even if she is reincarnated, she will temporarily forget the past, and she still needs to summon her soul on a high platform so that the minister can accurately identify who the queen is reborn from. ”

Xiao Shaoyun nodded: "The Conjuring Table, I will order the Ministry of Engineering to be completed, you only need to focus on finding the queen's reincarnation for me." ”

"In addition, the minister implored the emperor to decree that the unmarried daughters of the world who have reached the age of sixteen be selected and allowed to enter Beijing, so that they can act easily after the conjuring platform is built. ”

Xiao Shaoyun stared at him: "I will make an order immediately!"

If it weren't for that, there were so many women in the world, would he have to look for them one by one? He didn't want to wait any longer!

Out of the imperial study, the old respectfulness faded, and returned to the posture of Rusong, all the way to the Star Picking Pavilion.

Thinking of the wishful knot offered on the Star Picking Pavilion, he almost couldn't help but want to look up to the sky and laugh!

This is the Emperor, but that's it!

Ah Huan, look at it, this is your good son! This is the emperor!