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"Woman's ......" Flame looked at Gillian's back in a daze, her slender and good-looking brows frowned tightly, and her originally radiant phoenix eyes also became dim in an instant, quietly watching the woman in front of her go farther and farther, until she disappeared at the end, and then Flame let out a long sigh of slightly decadence and disappeared.

Chang'an, the capital of the Han Dynasty

On the streets of Chang'an City, a luxurious carriage was jolting forward like crazy. The anxious voice of a middle-aged woman sounded in the car from time to time:

"Haven't you arrived at the Pingyang Marquis Mansion yet?"

"Coachman, you'd better hurry!"

"Hurry up, give Hongu a good ride!"

……

In this way, the carriage rushed to the door of the Pingyan Marquis Mansion at a gallop.

Pingyang Hou Mansion

As soon as the coachman stopped the carriage and took out the small stall, the delicate and soft of a well-maintained woman pulled up the curtain on the carriage, jumped straight out of the carriage, and galloped towards the Pingyang Marquis's mansion.

The woman dressed as a servant who came out of the car behind her and exclaimed again and again: "Your Royal Highness Princess, Your Royal Highness Princess, be careful!" Ouch hey, that's a shame! ”

The old butler, who had been waiting outside the mansion for a long time, couldn't help but feel a little complicated when he saw the noble lady who was walking quickly. However, even though he had all kinds of tastes in his heart, he still respectfully bowed to the other party at this time and said: "The old slave has seen Her Royal Highness Princess Pingyang!" ”

It turned out that this middle-aged lady was none other than Pingyang Princess Liu Jing.

"Hmm, what's going on with Xiang'er now? But Da'an? He waved his hand indifferently to signal the old housekeeper to excuse himself, and Liu Jing said anxiously.

Early in the morning, as soon as he got up, he heard someone hurriedly report that Liu Xiang, the Marquis of Pingyang, had a sudden serious illness last night, and the situation was very bad. When Liu Jing heard this, she was bluffed, so she hurriedly ordered someone to prepare a car, and drove to her son's residence, the Pingyan Marquis Mansion, without saying anything. That's where it was before.

"If you go back to Her Royal Highness the Princess, I'm afraid the situation of our marquis is not very good! Princess, let's go in and have a look! The old butler said with a sad face. What he didn't say was that the imperial doctors invited had already said that the little master of his family had already poisoned his heart, and he had no skills to return to the sky, and he was even afraid that he would not be able to survive at noon today, so he hurriedly sent someone to report that Her Royal Highness Princess Pingyang, who had remarried to another woman, just to let their mother and son see the best side, and it was also considered the mother-son relationship between the little master and Her Royal Highness the princess.

"What? How so? Where is Xiang'er? What are you doing there, why don't you take this palace to find my Xiang'er?! Hearing this, Liu Jing only felt a sigh in her heart, and her whole heart sank to the bottom in an instant, and she yelled at the old housekeeper.

"Your Highness, please come here!" had no time to take care of Liu Jing's attitude at this time, the old housekeeper hurriedly welcomed her in, and walked in front of the horse, while Liu Jing followed quickly without saying a word. Huhulala and his party came to the Xuanyu Hall where Cao Xiang, the son of Princess Pingyang, lived.

The inner room of Xuanyutang

Cao Xiang, whose face was gray, lay on the couch and coughed incessantly, accompanied by a violent coughing sound that seemed to cough out the heart, liver, spleen and lungs together, as well as scarlet blood that continued to overflow from the corners of his lips.

The young beautiful woman on the side had already cried so much that her liver and intestines were broken, and Yin Yin sobbed with a frightened expression: "Husband, husband, what's wrong with you?" What's wrong with you? The chief of the guard is timid, don't scare the chief of the guard! Woowoo woo ......"

It turned out that this beautiful woman was Liu Jing's daughter-in-law, the wife of Pingyang Hou Cao Xiang, and the eldest daughter of Liu Che and Wei Zifu, Princess Wei Chang.

Unknowingly, it has been three years since I married into this Pingyang Marquis's mansion. Before getting married, she didn't have too many extravagant hopes for this political marriage that her mother tried so hard to promote, and she just looked forward to living with Cao Xiang with respect. Who knows, since she got married, Cao Xiang has always treated her very well, and the relationship between the two cannot be said to be as affectionate as the mandarin ducks in the world, at least it can be regarded as raising eyebrows and harmonizing. Wei Chang sincerely hoped that he would grow old with Cao Xiang like this.

But how did things suddenly turn out like this? Looking at Cao Xiang, who was angry on the couch, he recalled that all the imperial doctors and famous doctors in the capital shook their heads and sighed, and their eyes flashed and told them to prepare for the funeral as soon as possible, as well as those words that said that his husband could not last today's noon. The chief of the guard couldn't help crying even more sadly: What should I do? What was she going to do? Is this going to be the end of her husband? Her son1 is still so young, and after she is widowed, what should she do if they are orphans and widows?

In the midst of his thoughts, the door was slammed open with a 'snap'. A middle-aged woman about thirty or forty years old walked in quickly, and the chief of the guard saw that it was her aunt and mother-in-law, Liu Jing, the princess of Pingyang.

"Xiang'er, Xiang'er, what's wrong with you? I've come to see you for my mother! In an arrow step, Liu Jing had already hurried to Cao Xiang's couch, and when she saw her son's face like ashes, she was even more anxious.

"Mother~~, you're finally here, son, my son is waiting for you so hard!" Cao Xiang, who was on the couch, opened his eyes wide, grabbed Liu Jing's arm, and pulled it to his side, and he didn't know where he got this strength.

'Bang', Liu Jing, who was caught off guard, slammed into Cao Xiang's strong and broad chest. With a muffled snort in pain, Liu Jing was about to raise her head, but she heard her son angry, and whispered to her full of grief and indignation: "Mother~~ It's Xiahou Po, it's the old husband of Xiahou Po, the Marquis of Ruyin, your current good husband is plotting against me." Mother~~, you want to avenge your son! Otherwise, under the nine springs, the son will not be blind! Death-no-blindness-...... eyes" said, Cao Xiang actually fell on the couch like a puddle of mud with a 'boom', and the whole person seemed to have been drained of the shell of the soul, lifeless.

"Xiang'er, Xiang'er?! Doctor, go and call the doctor! Liu Jing was shocked, hurried for a while, and shouted at the servant.

Suddenly, a crane-haired old man dressed in a medical officer's official uniform walked in, stepped forward to check Cao Xiang's pulse, and then reached over to probe Cao Xiang's snort, sighed and said: "I hope that the two princesses will mourn, the Marquis of Pingyang has already gone!" ”

As he spoke, without waiting for everyone to react, he got up and saluted and took his leave.

When you go outside, you can hear the heartbreaking, hysterical, almost crazy mourning of the whole day.

"Xiang'er, Xiang'er, mother's Xiang'er, you are still so young, why did you go for your mother first? You call the white-haired man to send the black-haired man for the mother, how can you bear it?! Woo, Xiang'er, my Xiang'er~~~~" (To be continued.) )