The wind in the night rustled the leaves, the waning moon hung in the night sky, but it was covered with a faint orange yellow, and the cries of birds fell into the ears along the wind, pleasant and quiet. The carved lattice window is half-hidden, and the light from the window peeks into the room, falling on the chess table under the east window.

At this moment, Gu Yanling and Xiao Yi each held a son, sitting opposite each other, while the county lord of Anle and King Yan Qing sat on both sides, watching the chess without saying a word. On the small chessboard, it seems that it is just black and white, calm and simple, but in fact, the killing decision has already rushed out from the fingertips of the two, so that Xiao Wei, the king of Yanqing, and the county lord of Anle are fascinated.

At this moment, I don't know whether it was the yellow warbler or the bird next to it, suddenly flapping its wings and flying up to the old tree outside the east window, crying softly, breaking the tranquility of this moment.

Suddenly, Xiao Wei noticed a ray of light passing through his mother's eyes, and the next moment, he saw that the mother on the other side calmly fell a son, but in an instant, he disintegrated the traps set by his father along the way and reversed the defeat.

"Okay—"

Hearing Xiao Yi's involuntary sigh, the corners of Gu Yanling's lips were slightly hooked, and the excited voice of the Anle County Lord stroking his palms came from his ears.

Xiao Wei on the side saw it, and said with great admiration: "Every time I watch my father and mother play against each other, my son always benefits a lot. ”

Hearing a pair of children boasting about their beloved wives like this, Xiao Yi also looked at the delicate girl who was like a flower opposite and said, "Your mother's chess skills deserve to be called a national player." ”

Hearing this, Gu Yanling raised his chin slightly with a smile, and pretended to be provocative: "Your chess skills have retreated a lot. ”

Seeing this, the county lord of Anle covered his mouth and chuckled, Xiao Yi was full of smiles, as if he was about to open his mouth to speak, but he heard Tan Mo's somewhat strange voice suddenly sound outside the soft curtain.

"Your Royal Highness the eldest grandson, the eldest concubine—"

Xiao Yi looked at it when he heard it, the smile in his eyes did not decrease, and he said a little more briskly: "Come in." ”

When I saw a pair of eyes with red eyes and faint tears, the people in the room were slightly surprised, Tan Mo was accompanied by Xiao Yi since he was a child, and he looked at him and laughed on weekdays, but he was steady and never out of shape.

But Xiao Yi could also detect Tan Mo's slightly trembling legs at a glance as he walked, only to see that his face was a little pale, and he wanted to say something between his lips, but he didn't dare to raise his head and meet Xiao Yi's gaze.

At this moment, the room suddenly fell silent, and the silence seemed to be a little frightening.

Xiao Yi's heart couldn't help sinking, and more and more ominous omens gradually rose.

Just when he was about to ask, he saw that Tan Mo, who walked in front of him, knelt down at his feet with a "bang-" sound, and the next moment, he put his hands flat, buried his head on the ground, and almost choked up and said: "His Royal Highness the eldest grandson, His Royal Highness the Prince-His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not good-"

Xiao Yi beside him almost stood up suddenly, looking at the person under his feet with a pair of eyes, his fists couldn't help clenching, as if to support him: "What did you say?"

Xiao Yi's voice was heavy and almost unfamiliar, and Gu Yanling, who was sitting on the side, could hear the trembling and complexity of his words, and got up to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

Tan Mo was still lying on the ground, and the words he said were a little muffled and mournful, but they hit Xiao Yi's heart little by little.

"The crown princess was talking with His Royal Highness the Prince, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was suddenly speechless, fainted, and summoned the adults of the Imperial Hospital, but even the envoys of the Imperial Court had no way, and His Majesty and the Queen Mother had been——"

The sound of Tan Mo's choking was still in his ears, but Xiao Yi felt that his brain was buzzing suddenly, as if he couldn't hear anything clearly, and suddenly his lips, hands and feet seemed to be cold and numb, and his body was shaking, and he couldn't help but hold the chess case with his hand, but it was just pressed on top of the chess pieces, and he could only hear the chess pieces under his hand, "Bang la la-" like a broken thread in the palm of his hand, sliding down and falling down, spilling all over the ground, and between the bounces, the sound was endless.

And this voice also seemed to wake everyone up, just when Gu Yanling stretched out his hand to help, the person in front of him suddenly passed by, leaving only the brief friction of his sleeves and fingertips.

The soft curtain was lowered and made a slight shaking sound, Gu Yanling immediately reacted, turned his head to the side and said to Yubi: "Take Arnold and An Le to Ciqing Palace!"

As soon as the words fell, Gu Yanling couldn't care about it anymore, and followed him.

The wind in her ears was blowing, Gu Yanling didn't know how long she had been running in this night road under the faint lights, she could clearly hear the gradually rapid wheezing sound between her chest, but she didn't see Xiao Yi's back all the way, she could feel her embarrassment and gaffe at the moment, and she could also feel the scattering of her hair bun, and the slight itchy touch of her hair rubbing against her cheeks.

But she has no mind to tidy up at the moment, she is only worried about Xiao Yi, as a wife, she understands very well the irreplaceable father-son relationship between the prince and Xiao Yi. In Xiao Yi's heart, that love is too heavy and too deep.

She didn't know how Xiao Yi would accept the sudden death of the crown prince.

rushed to Ciqing Palace, but the bright light illuminated Gu Yanling's heart even colder, and she quickly ran in with her skirt tail, looking at the palace people who were full of people standing in the courtyard who buried their heads and were silent, she knew what that meant.

It wasn't until she walked to the front of the east hall that she finally saw the familiar back, but it was no longer so majestic in front of her, as if all support had been taken away in an instant, and it was depressed and gloomy, just quietly carrying the moonlight, heavy and silent.

Gu Yanling almost instinctively lifted her skirt and ran over, until she reached her side, Xiao Yi finally moved her head sideways, her eyes were full of complex and painful emotions, but she couldn't say a word, and Gu Yanling understood at this moment.

It turns out that her husband will also be afraid.

The next moment, a warm hand overcame him, and Xiao Yi saw the eyes of his familiar wife in front of him with encouragement and support, even with tears, but still tried to suppress it.

"Go in and say hello to my father. ”

No matter how plain a sentence is, it seems that tonight is still an ordinary night, but every word has soothed Xiao Yi's heart.

Almost instantly, Xiao Yi's eyes were slightly hot, and the corners of his lips were closed, and a hoarse word finally overflowed.

"Good. ”

When the husband and wife entered the temple hand in hand, the moonlight gradually stretched their shadows.

The layers of veils are like layers of gloomy sky, wrapping people tightly, almost breathless, the more you go inside, the brighter the light of the candle flame is, but the heart is getting darker and darker, as if you can't see the light.

Gradually, the woman's sobbing sound pushed into her ears like wave after wave, and the heavy falling stone fell on her heart, overwhelmed.

"Rubbish, it's all a bunch of rubbish—"

Emperor Jianheng's almost crazy fury came from behind the door, and then the sound of porcelain explosion and the cry of the concubines came directly into the ears of Gu Yanling and Xiao Yi.

The imperial doctors of the Tai Hospital were all trembling and kneeling under their feet, humbly and fearfully begging for mercy, but Emperor Jianheng was covered with the breath of hell, standing indifferently in front of the couch, his gray bun was loose because of the fierce movements, and his hair fell messily on the sideburns, only to see his eyes widen angrily, staring at the group of people who were down to the dust at his feet, his eyes were red with murderous intent, as if the group of imperial doctors who trembled and begged him for mercy at his feet were the culprits who wanted to take away his most beloved son.

"Waste, waste—"

Emperor Jianheng's mouth was lightly recited, at this moment he looked stiff and desperate, like a beast that had lost a child and was furious, looking at the person in front of him almost bloodthirsty, and the next moment, he saw him suddenly crumbling, step by step towards the imperial doctors in front of the couch.

Empress Yuan almost instinctively stepped forward to help, but was thrown aside by Emperor Jianheng's sleeves, and almost hit the potted plant on the high table, fortunately she was held by Ning Guifei on the side, so she dodged it, but her face was also bluffed, and it was difficult to breathe.

Xiao Yi immediately noticed something strange and hurriedly wanted to catch up, but at this moment, Emperor Jianheng suddenly had a fierce look in his eyes, and before everyone could react, he turned around sharply and took the sword from the vermilion lacquered wooden frame in the palace that worshiped the prince's sword.

At this moment, Emperor Jianheng had already fallen into madness, his eyes were red and he looked at the few frightened and stiff imperial doctors, and when he threw down the scabbard, he had already slashed towards those imperial doctors with the killing intent of killing all the people in the world to bury his beloved son.

"I want you all to bury the prince!"

Almost instantly, the hall was in chaos, and the concubines who had been kneeling on the ground and bowing their heads and crying were all paralyzed in horror, screaming out of instinct, curled up and retreated, and although those imperial doctors were afraid to beg for mercy, they forgot to dodge because they were afraid, or they didn't dare to dodge, and they were all stunned in place, seeing that the sharp blade was about to fall, and blood could be splashed on the spot at any time, making their heads fall to the ground.