The capital city of this cold seems to be extremely cold, it is very rare to see sunny days, most of them are cold wind horns, a light snow in three days, a heavy snow in five days, it is really cold and frozen. "The nobles of the capital are naturally not afraid of this wind and snow, wearing fox furs, holding the stove, scalding the pot of warm wine, just stepping on the snow to find plums, but ordinary people can't stand the cold. There are already rumors among the people that the Son of Heaven is about to go big, and God also feels it, after all, there has been a rare such winter in the capital in the past 30 years.

The emperor still did not go to the court, and claimed that the dragon was unwell and needed to recuperate, but everyone in the Manchu dynasty knew that the emperor had not yet woken up. Above the court, several princes parted ways with each other, taking advantage of the golden opportunity of their father's unconscious dog-eat-dog, chaos had appeared, but no one wanted to pierce the layer of paper first. In the harem, although Empress Dowager Sun and Concubine Ji Guifei were tough, they also persisted hard, and they couldn't control people's hearts. Now that the end of the year has arrived, it is conceivable that if His Majesty the Emperor does not appear at the annual banquet of the Chinese New Year's Eve, this precarious appearance can no longer be maintained.

However, none of this has anything to do with the Fengyang Palace. No matter how the princes and nobles of the capital and the civil and military officials calculated and planned, how the hearts of the people were secretly ready to move, and the wind and rain were about to come, the Fengyang palace was always silent, and it seemed that with the master's illness in bed, the breath of the entire palace was dimmed.

Since leaving the palace, Lu Huanong has relapsed into his old illness, lingering on the sickbed, as if he was sick by His Majesty the emperor after entering the palace. Empress Dowager Sun sent someone to invite her a few times, Lu Chengdu returned to his own prince was already too sick to stay, Ji Guifei sent a doctor to come to the door to consult, and also returned to Fengyang King with a sallow face, lack of vitality, and urgently needed to recuperate, not suitable for walking. Empress Dowager Sun sent people to visit a few times, but she didn't have time to take care of him anymore, it seemed that the affairs of the palace had overwhelmed her; Demon Venerable Martial Saint. In the first time, King Jing also came to visit a few times, but King Ming came every day, and then several princes played with illness, King Jing never appeared again, King Ming was also forced to reduce the number of visits, only Wang Run came and went frequently, so that the Fengyang palace was tired of him.

If you want to ask Lu Huanong what he is doing, he is really trapped in the house, although the illness is pretended, it is only half pretended, and the other half is real, because his body can't withstand the slightest bit of cold now, so his days of recuperation are not happy at all. The house is burning with fine silver charcoal, the plum scene in the snow outside the window, and the beautiful woman as a companion, with red sleeves and fragrance, such days have passed for so many days, Lu Huanong has not been interested at all, and is bored wondering whether to lose his temper and throw something to increase his sense of savings.

"Shi Jian, did you say that this king ground the night pearl sent by Shi Yang a few days ago into powder for you to stew and eat?" Lu Huanong looked at the branches of the plum tree outside the window with a dull gaze, and said lightly.

Shi Jian is a big-hearted foodie, and he listens to his own prince the most, and he is about to answer when he hears the words, but he inadvertently glimpses the faint eyes of the knife, and suddenly his back is cold, cold sweat breaks out on his forehead, and he said: "That...... After all...... It's Lord Shi's heart......"

Lu Huanong sneered, "What delicious food did he bring you again, so that you can talk to him?" ”

The sword is a little wronged, she is not afraid of Lord Shi, and she is not rare for that little benefit, what she is afraid of is the knife and Mr. Lu. Seeing that Lu Huanong began to shake his eyes on the knife, Shi Jian was about to say a few words about the new things he heard from Shi Yang, but he heard a familiar footsteps. She heard the footsteps almost every day, and she had already heard calluses in her ears, she rolled her eyes at the moment, restrained her expression, and said in a low voice: "Lord Wang, Wang Ershao is here again!" ”

Lu Huanong's ear strength has recovered a little, and after the sword reminded him, he also heard the footsteps, snorted and sneered twice, and didn't look at the door.

It was really Wang Run who entered the door, in the past, he had to go to the cold air on his body first when he entered the door, so as not to freeze Lu Huanong, but today he didn't care about this, his footsteps only paused slightly, and he hurriedly approached and whispered: "Your Majesty is awake!" ”

When Lu Huanong heard this, he still looked at the flower bones on the branch, and chuckled: "That's really a celebration for the whole world!" ”

Wang Run looked at Lu Huanong's expression carefully, only to see a blandness, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled. After all, Lu Huanong is one of the people who most hopes that the old emperor will get better, he should be happy to hear this news, shouldn't he just say this sentence without saltiness, could it be that he has other plans?

"You say, up and down this court, inside and outside the deep palace, how many wisps of lonely souls will be added?" Lu Huanong finally turned his head to look at Wang Run, with a three-point smile on the corner of his mouth, and said this sentence softly.

Wang Run felt a chill in his heart.

His Majesty the Emperor has never been a kind-hearted person, this time it is about the dragon body, it is bound to be thunderous and angry, I don't know how many people will die in Huangquan, and those imperial doctors will bear the brunt.

Wang Runruo glanced at Lu Huanong meaningfully, only to feel that he was still the general who cared about the common people after all.

"But it's a great joy for this king, this king is weak, how can he manage this vast number of sentient beings?" Lu Huanong laughed at himself.

Wang Run was suddenly a little sad, but he couldn't say a word about what he wanted to say, and only said in a low voice: "Your Majesty has summoned a few princes, and I think I will be summoned soon, you can't shirk Your Majesty's command, you still have to recuperate, and you are ready to go to the palace." ”

Wang Run walked too lightly, and everyone in Fengyang Wangfu was a little uncomfortable, and when he heard that Wang Run was coming, Lu Cheng, the loyal housekeeper who hurried to protect him, saw his prince in a daze, and couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, and blurted out: "Where is Wang Ershao?" ”

Lu Huanong sneered when he heard this, "It's too tender, this king pretended to be forced to move him so much that he was embarrassed and came out of the door!" ”