At midnight, the spring thunder rolled in the sky, and it rained heavily.

Fengzhao's heart was a little anxious for some reason, and he got up and opened the window to see the white dazzling lightning in the sky, and his heart was like the lightning and thunder in the sky.

I thought about my mother's expression during the day over and over again in my mind, and I always felt that there was something behind those words.

Just when he was restless, he saw Yueming, who was dressed in white, walk into the small courtyard and was stunned in front of the window for a while.

"What are you doing here if you don't sleep in the middle of the night, you're afraid of running away?" asked the moonlight outside the window, standing in the window.

"Can't sleep. There was no warmth in the cold words.

The wind snapped the window shut, and on the surface he didn't want to look at the cold face of the moon again, but he was very happy in his heart.

Entering the house, Yueming came to the side of the low table, holding a black jade chess piece and gently landing on the chessboard.

Feng Zhao hurriedly stepped forward and sat opposite him, picked up a white chess piece, and the two played chess silently on a rainy night.

On a roof at the corner of the Feng ancestral hall, Feng Xuan in a green shirt stood on the roof, looking at the direction of the Qingli Palace, his face was calm and deep, allowing the white lightning like a dragon above his head to split around him, the wind mixed with the raindrops of beans fell three steps away from him, and the big trees in the courtyard swayed and fell, but his clothes and his people were as quiet as an ancient well without the slightest wave, and the eyes in the dark night could not see any expression.

In the Qingli Palace, the long black hair bun was loosely draped over the shoulders. Wearing a plain white dress, it looks more and more elegant and graceful in the hazy light.

On the low table in front of her, the palace lamp glowed dimly, and under the palace lamp, the black pill exuded a faint medicinal fragrance, and the long glassy eyes looked at the pill quietly, with indescribable thoughts in the bottom of the eyes.

After a long time, he asked lightly: "Shen'er, is the emperor gone?"

The pendant behind him replied in a low voice, "Just left." After speaking, he sighed lightly.

A tear rolled down Chang Ruoli's eyes.

Gently picked up the pill on the table and slowly fed it into his mouth, "Your Majesty, why are you so persistent? ”

A palace lamp walks quietly through the rainstorm. Bean-sized raindrops crackled on the umbrella.

A small palace man held an umbrella in one hand. Holding the palace lamp in one hand, he bent down and walked in front of Fengqing, and Xia Linhai behind him held an umbrella for him, secretly distressed in his heart.

Tonight the wind is blowing. Lightning. Feng Qing stood at the gate of Qingli Palace as usual and waited for a while.

"Hey. Even the hard-hearted heart should be moved by the emperor's true feelings, why is this noble concubine so indifferent? Sixteen years" He sighed in his heart.

Feng Qing returned to his bedroom, and a palace maid came to take off his robe for him. After waving his hand to signal everyone to go down, he sat alone for a moment before lying down on the brocade couch and falling asleep, the uneasiness in his heart growing stronger and stronger tonight.

Fang was at the door of Chang Ruoli's bedroom in Qingli Palace, looking at the hazy light coming out of the pane, he had a strong **, and wanted to knock on the door, but he endured it after all.

When the storm passed, he fell into a deep sleep.

After Xia Linhai saw Feng Qing fall asleep, he walked slowly towards the duty room where he was resting.

As soon as he took off his clothes and lay on the bed with a long sigh, he heard a small palace person outside the door hurriedly and lowly reported: "Lord Xia is not good." ”

Xia Linhai hurriedly sat up and twisted his face to look out of the door.

"What's the matter?"

The people of the small palace were outside the door: "Guifei Niangniang"

Xia Linhai turned over and got out of bed suddenly, and ran to the door without even bothering to put on shoes.

Opened the curtain and saw a dim palace lamp outside the door, under which the palace people bent down to report, and a palace maid behind him lowered her head and wiped her tears.

A pair of shrewd old eyes glanced at the palace maid heavily, and after a while, he asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with the concubine?"

The palace maid cried lowly, "Niangniang, Niangniang is dead." ”

Stumbled, Xia Linhai only felt that the world was spinning, and the palace people on the side were busy supporting him.

"This, this, this," he trembled, and his body was so weak that he couldn't stand up.

"Lord Xia, you have to hold on, what does the emperor say?" said the little palace man who supported him anxiously.

After stabilizing his nerves, Xia Linhai spoke: "When did you die, how did you die?"

The palace maid wiped her tears and said: "When Yin Shi died, the mother swallowed the gold by herself." ”

"Who else knows about this?"

"Except for a few intimate maids in front of Niangniang, no one knows that Sister Shen'er is now guarding in front of Niangniang. The palace maid replied with a low sob.

"You go back first, don't make a noise. ”

"Yes"

Looking at the back of the palace maid in a hurry, Xia Linhai frowned a pair of sparse eyebrows.

took off a jade plaque beside him and handed it to the little palace man who helped him,

"Send someone to the Ningjun Wangfu to summon the princess of Ningjun, if the king of Ningjun asks, he will say that the queen's old illness has relapsed, and he wants the princess of the county to enter the palace to have a look. The palace man nodded hurriedly.

"Also, send someone to the Imperial City Guard Office to tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that the emperor needs him here. ”

"Hey, this will kill the emperor. After the order, he let out a long sigh, a string of old tears rolled down, turned around and walked tremblingly towards Fengqing's dormitory.

In the Xuanwang Mansion, when Feng Zhao and Yue Ming were killing happily, suddenly both of them stopped the chess pieces in their hands and listened quietly.

The galloping sound of horses' hooves rushed towards the palace of the king of Xuan.

"Bang bang" the mountain sound of the palace gate being knocked on.

Fengzhao got up and looked out the window, and Yueming was still sitting there quietly.

"Lord, prince, someone from the palace said that the queen's mother had an old illness and asked the little master to enter the palace for treatment. After a while, Liao Zeru led a palace person to hurriedly come to the door to report.

Fengzhao's brows were brought together, and a trace of doubt rose from the bottom of his eyes.

"Go ahead. ”

Liao Zeru hurriedly led the little palace people to Yaoling's residence.

When Yaoling heard that the queen mother had an old illness, she quickly put on her dress, and when she went out, Lancao was already standing at the door, and the sky was already faint at this time, and she could see the exploration on Lancao's face.

Yaoling also glanced at Lancao, didn't say anything, raised her legs and walked out of the courtyard.

When she entered the palace, she found that the palace people did not lead her to the queen's palace, but went straight to Fengqing's bedroom, and she hesitated.

In the guard room next to Fengqing's bedroom, she saw a blue and white Fengze, her face was still calm, but there was indescribable worry and pain in that calm.

"Mother" Feng Ze paused and said with some difficulty: "It's dead." ”

Yao Ling listened quietly, and there was unprecedented depth and strictness in her beautiful big eyes.

"Princess Jun, please forgive the old slave for being disrespectful, this matter is very important, the old slave is really afraid that the emperor will not be able to stand this blow, so he called you here on the grounds that the queen's old illness has relapsed, just thinking that when he will report to the emperor, in case there is something bad, so that the princess can save the emperor. At this, he wiped away a handful of old tears.

Yaoling lowered her eyes silently, what should have come has finally come, but I don't know if Fengqing can pass this hurdle.

The three of them looked at each other silently and walked out of the guard room together.

When they came to the door of Fengqing's bedroom, the three of them stopped again, Xia Linhai stabilized his mind and reported softly at the door: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has something to see." ”

A moment later a low, majestic command came from inside the room: "Come in." ”

Feng Ze raised his legs and walked in, and Yao Ling followed suit.

Feng Qing sat on the edge of the bed in a plain white robe, and was a little surprised when she saw Yao Ling behind Feng Ze.

But after all, he was a calm and well-trained emperor, although he was surprised, he didn't ask why, just looked at Feng Ze's face.

"Ze'er, what's the matter?"

At this time, Xia Linhai on the side suddenly knelt down, and before he could speak, he was already crying.

"Your Majesty, you have to hold on, Guifei Niangniang, Guifei Niangniang" stammered and he couldn't go on, and the sweat and tears on his forehead fell on the floor in front of him.

Feng Qing stood up suddenly, her eyes widened, with a deep and anxious look with a hint of faint fear, "What's wrong with Li'er?"

There was a low burst of applause.

Xia Linhai wiped the sweat and tears from his forehead, trembling and unable to speak.

"Father, the mother is dead. Feng Ze, who was standing on the side, said in a low voice.

Feng Qing looked at Feng Ze in a daze for about two breaths, and then asked in a deep voice: "Ze'er, what did you say?"

It was as if something was wrong with my ears.

Feng Ze took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Father, the queen mother swallowed gold when he was in Yin, and the person has already died." ”

Feng Qing's body staggered, Feng Ze hurriedly stepped forward to support him, Yao Ling also stepped forward to support Feng Qing, suddenly Feng Qing opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the red blood instantly stained the plain white robe.

"Your Majesty," Yao Ling shouted.

"Father," Feng Ze also shouted softly.

"Emperor" Xia Linhai also called.

Feng Qing pointed to the door, wanting to say something, but a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the person leaned straight back. (To be continued......)