"I heard that after the death of the little prince, the side concubine Mu went crazy, and now even King Luo doesn't know him, and he locks himself in the house all day, and no one wants to see him, King Luo has secretly invited a lot of famous doctors to go, and there is no way, and now there are some rumors that the Anping Luo Wangfu is too fierce, and the feng shui is not good. ”

Jiang Zhu's low words rang in his ears, under the autumn sun, the warmth was softly sprinkled, Gu Yanling sat on the edge of the kang table, and there was a pair of sunflower seeds in the small plate in front of him, rubbing it, and Jiang Zhu immediately continued: " However, on the third day of the little prince's death, the side concubine Wang's personal maid went to King Luo and Wang's Yan to denounce, saying that before the little prince died, Wang had gone with Yan to visit the little prince, and after feeding the little prince medicine, Wang deliberately wiped the little prince's mouth with a silk handkerchief sprinkled with medicinal powder, and the medicine powder entered the mouth and nose of the little prince, which caused the little prince's condition to worsen and die suddenly. ”

"Ding—"

With the crisp sound of sunflower seeds falling on the small dish, Gu Yanling gently patted the ashes on his hands, took the handkerchief handed by Libi and wiped it, and raised his eyes to look at Jiang Zhu's eyes with a calm light.

"And then. ”

Jiang Zhu pressed down when he heard this, and said cautiously: "I heard that King Luo was furious and secretly executed the side concubine Wang, but he only said that Wang died of a sudden illness. ”

When the words fell, the corners of the lips of the person sitting on the edge of the kang were slightly hooked, and he said lazily: "Wang Youjun's ability only stops there." ”

Speaking of this, Gu Yanling turned his head away, and between the gestures in his eyes, Jiang Zhu stepped forward in understanding, and with a few whispers, Jiang Zhu's pupils immediately shrank, and he was stunned, and he couldn't react for a long time.

"The slave understands—"

Hearing Jiang Zhu's words, Gu Yanling nodded with satisfaction, glanced at Zhu Bi beside him, and then smiled and looked at Jiang Zhu who was close to him and said: "Now that Zhu Bi is already out of the pavilion, with a good man like Mu Frame, what about you, let Bai Lu's heart hang for all these years, it should also fall, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the woman on her side flushed her cheeks, bowed her head silently, and the corners of her lips hooked up with shame that could not be concealed.

Gu Yanling looked at this scene, and almost understood, looking at the Jiang Zhu in front of him, it was also a good match with the white furnace, the white furnace was the child of Xie Yun's nursing mother, and it was also the son of the Xie family, with Xie Yun over the years, he also learned a lot of things with Xie Yun, although he failed to enter the office, but he was also a person who knew poetry and books, a few years ago, Xie Yun returned the deed of sale, and gave him money to do business, but he didn't expect that the white furnace was doing well, not to mention that it was prosperous, but it also had a little fame in Jiangnan.

The white furnace didn't look like much speech, but it was not less in the letters written in Xie Yun, the old master, who mentioned Jiang Zhu, and Xie Yun had also shown her those letters, and it could be seen that the white furnace was not a frivolous person, but a sincere person who was worthy of trust.

"Over the years, Bai Lu has often sent letters to his cousin, and in the letters, he has also begged his cousin to help me come and say good things in front of me——"

Speaking of this, Gu Yanling looked at the woman beside him, and said with a gentle smile on his eyebrows: "Bai Lu has been with his cousin since he was a child, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, it is the etiquette of the Xie family, I believe in it, over the years, I can also see that he treats you sincerely, in order to wait for you, he has been alone, and the two of you are not young anymore, if it drags on any longer, others will say that I am too selfish and domineering, and I will delay the people around me——"

"Concubine Taisun—"

Seeing that Jiang Zhu was about to say something, he was blocked by Gu Yanling raising his hand, and the next moment, under Gu Yanling's signal, Zhu Bi smiled and clapped her hands gently, and then a maid came holding a fiery red and dazzling wedding dress.

In Jiang Zhu's stunned moment, Liubi beside her had already pushed her to the maid who couldn't hide her smile, pointing to the wedding dress and a list on the wedding dress and said: "This wedding dress is woven by the white furnace in Jiangnan who is far away from Jiangnan and asked the skillful embroidery lady in Jiangnan to weave it with a needle and thread, as for the list on it, it is the dowry given to you by the princess, and each of the pieces in it is personally selected by the princess, and when the time comes, the white furnace will see it, even if he gives him a hundred guts, he will not dare to bully you." ”

Hearing these laughs, Jiang Zhu's eyes that looked at the wedding dress gradually burst into tears, and when she turned her head, she saw that her girl was still looking at her with a smile as before, although she didn't say anything, but those good things have never changed.

"Girl—"

The two short words, choked in Jiang Zhu's throat, although it was not in accordance with the rules, but suddenly, the three people in front of them were sent back to the past, when they were not out of the pavilion, they looked like such a girl.

A tear slid down Jiang Zhu's cheek, and the next moment, Jiang Zhu stepped forward with red eyes, knelt down without saying a word, and slammed his head deep on the ground, but his shoulders shrugged slightly, at this moment, the earth dragon in the house seemed to be warmer, and the Libi on the side looked at it, and couldn't help but turn sideways, picked up the silk handkerchief and wiped his tears, there were too many emotions in his heart.

Happy, moved, and reluctant......

"Get up. ”

Gu Yanling stretched out his hand to help the person kneeling at his feet up, slowly stood up, and intimately stroked the scattered hair on his sideburns for Jiang Zhu, looking at that familiar face, he also had mixed feelings.

"Since you are married, you should be happy. ”

Jiang Zhu's eyes were even moister when she heard this, and she almost sobbed: "The slave doesn't want to leave the girl-"

Gu Yanling smiled softly when he heard this, suppressed the tears in his eyes, gently rubbed his thumb to wipe away the tears on the cheeks of Jiang Zhu, and said slowly: "There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, you and I will eventually be scattered one day, this time, you are going to live a life that truly belongs to you, Bailu is a good person, he will not lose you, you will not lose him, even if it is thousands of miles apart, as long as you are good, it is good, don't live up to my expectations of you, you know——"

Speaking of this, Gu Yanling gradually found it difficult to suppress the choking in his throat, his voice was gentle and slightly hoarse, Jiang Zhu was speechless at this moment, he could only burst into tears, nodding his head uncontrollably, in exchange for Gu Yanling's smile with satisfaction.

Hopefully, at the wedding of Jiang Zhu and Bai Lu in Kaichun, she can also hear the news of Xuanfu's victory and return to the dynasty.

At that time, it was really good.

……

At this time, Empress Yuan is sitting on the side of Emperor Jianheng's sickbed, the original grand and spacious hall at this moment is empty and gloomy, as if it is an old tree that has withered in the cold winter, the bright yellow veil seems to be covered with a layer of faint ash at this moment, powerless and melancholy floating with the wind, like a pair of soul-conjuring hands, gently hooking, at this moment Emperor Jianheng is lying on the sickbed, his face is haggard and yellow, as if he has slept for too long, his limbs are swollen and difficult to move, he can only lie there in a daze, even his breathing has become muddy and weak, like the last residual leaf on the old tree that refuses to fall, in vain to consume this last life。

Empress Yuan looked at this scene and felt sad in her heart, but her eyes were still with a kind and touching smile, holding a steaming medicine bowl in one hand and gently stirring with a spoon in the other.

"Take your medicine—"

After that, Empress Yuan handed the medicine bowl aside, carefully reached out to help Emperor Jianheng sit up step by step, and thoughtfully put a soft pillow on it, and then handed the spoon to Emperor Jianheng's mouth.

Seeing Emperor Jianheng ingesting a bowl of bitter medicine without moving his eyelids, Empress Yuan's eyes couldn't help but redden, in the past, Emperor Jianheng didn't like to drink these sour and unpalatable decoctions, but now, he is a person who is about to reach the limit, and is willing to give everything in order to continue his remaining life.

"Your Majesty has taken the medicine and his complexion has improved a lot. ”

Empress Yuan wiped the medicine stained on Emperor Jianheng's beard, and at the same time sighed with relief, Emperor Jianheng smiled with satisfaction at the corner of his lips when he heard this, looked up, looked at Empress Yuan who was delicately dressed in front of him, and said in a hoarse and low voice: "The queen is very beautiful today." ”

Hearing this, Queen Yuan stretched out her hand to stroke the beads of her sideburns, and said with a smile: "In front of Your Majesty, the concubines have always cherished their faces, Your Majesty has been heroic all her life, and the concubines are always afraid, and they are not worthy of Your Majesty." ”

Emperor Jianheng heard that the curvature of the corners of his lips became more and more obvious, but he closed his eyes tiredly, and then reluctantly opened his eyes and said: "The queen is humble, your appearance is not inferior to the Wang family in the past, and now Ning Guifei, and your bearing and mind are far inferior to the two of them." ”

Hearing these heart-to-heart words, Queen Yuan couldn't help lowering her head, a warm current was sour, overflowing from her chest little by little, she could only try to suppress her tears, not to cry in front of her husband.

The next moment, Emperor Jianheng seemed to have reached out his hand, and Empress Yuan hurriedly stepped forward, but saw Emperor Jianheng trying to stroke her high sideburns, gorgeous pearls, and the mellow East Pearl hanging in her ears, and Emperor Jianheng also saw the silver filaments on Empress Yuan's sideburns that could not be concealed from the daylight.

"Over the years, the affairs of the Sixth Palace have been too complicated, and it has worked hard for you—"

When Empress Yuan heard these hoarse words, the corners of her lips tried to hook up a smile and said: "Between husband and wife, if you say these words, you will really have to separate from me." ”

As soon as the words fell, Emperor Jianheng hung his hand weakly, as if just this small action had consumed his great strength, so that he could only breathe deeply like a fish out of water.

"Anping came to say, Concubine Mu's child, gone-"

Hearing this, Emperor Jianheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and his hands trembled slightly uncontrollably, and then those eyes gradually dimmed, as if it had been a long time, before he said desolately: "This is all retribution-"

I just don't know to whom this retribution is headed.

"Your Majesty doesn't need to be too sad, the children are still young, and there will always be in the future—"

Hearing this, Emperor Jianheng seemed to calm down, but there seemed to be a flame holding ice slag in his heart, surging all the way to his heart.

"You're right—"

Emperor Jianheng's hoarse words sounded in his ears, but after waiting for a long time, Empress Yuan couldn't hear the words behind, and couldn't help but look up, but found that Emperor Jianheng was staring at him in horror, opening his mouth, and making an imperceptible hoarse sound in his throat, but he couldn't speak, so he could only hold his hands anxiously, trying to jam his neck.

Empress Yuan couldn't help but exclaim: "Your Majesty—"

But seeing that Emperor Jianheng could only shake his head helplessly, unable to bite a word, the next moment, Empress Yuan immediately knelt in front of Emperor Jianheng's sickbed, turned her head and shouted to the outside: "Imperial Doctor!

In the blink of an eye, seeing that Emperor Jianheng seemed to be unable to breathe, his face became extremely ugly, and Empress Yuan's heart sank.