Chapter 770: The Wind Falls on the Remnants of the Flowers

The imperial doctor came over and bandaged Zhao Yuan's injured left hand, and prescribed a decoction to calm the nerves and replenish qi, and then retired. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhao Yuan held the injured hand, his eyes burned, and he didn't mean to sleep at all. Liu Fuquan has never seen the emperor tired to such a field but still struggling not to sleep, if the emperor continues like this, he is afraid that he will fall ill tomorrow.

It just so happened that the decoction prescribed by the imperial doctor here was fried, and as soon as the little eunuch brought it up, Zhao Yuan waved his hand impatiently: "Take it down, I won't drink it!" ”

Seeing that the emperor was angry for no reason, the little eunuch was so frightened that he was silent, and when he was about to retreat, Liu Fuquan took over the tray in his hand.

After staying in the inner hall, only Zhao Yuan and Liu Fuquan's master and servant were left, Zhao Yuan glanced at Liu Fuquan vigilantly: "Do you want to resist the decree and disrespect?" ”

Liu Fuquan was not flustered, and said slowly: "Back to the emperor, this is the soup that the imperial doctor just opened and calms the nerves and replenishes qi, which is conducive to sleep after taking it, and it is also good for the recovery of the injuries on your hands." ”

Zhao Yuan stubbornly turned his head: "Needless to say, I am not sleepy at all!" ”

"Yes, the emperor is not sleepy. But as you said just now, you don't have a clue about the whereabouts of the concubine, if so...... If the concubine wants to explain the reason for your dream, and you are really not sleepy, here and outside, the concubine is afraid that she has been waiting for a long time. Liu Fuquan seemed to be talking to himself.

Zhao Yuan looked stunned, but he still refused to change his mind: "Bold, are you a slave cursing the concubine?" She is still in the world, why should she give me dreams? ”

Liu Fuquan bowed his head and replied: "The old slave did not have any disrespect for the concubine. When the old slave was in his hometown, he often heard the old man say that sometimes people who had gone out to do business for a long time and had not returned would give their dreams to their families. If his family dreams of him, he will return home in most likely a few days. It was precisely because of this impression that the old slave said what he just said. ”

Zhao Yuan was in a state of confusion at this time, and he went out of the palace to place Yunyang in his bedroom, only to say that it was foolproof, how did he know that the disaster from the sky made Yunyang disappear overnight. And just now the captain of the guard said that the end of the flood was a bottomless deep pool, which made Zhao Yuan's heart beat even more.

He was very tired, but he didn't dare to sleep, for fear that he would miss the news of Yunyang's return to the palace after he fell asleep, so he could only stay up and wait here. But after waiting for so long, there is still no movement, and the palace guards have been looking for Luoyang City for a few days, but they still have found nothing.

At this time, Liu Fuquan said such words, which gave Zhao Yuan a glimmer of hope in his heart: "Yunyang is such a woman with aura, if she is trapped or wants to talk to me, she will definitely give me a dream." ”

So Zhao Yuan took a deep look at Liu Fuquan and said, "Bring the medicine!" ”

Maybe he was really tired, after Zhao Yuan drank the medicine, the pass in his heart was loosened, and before the effect of the medicine could occur, he had already fallen asleep on the dragon couch with his clothes closed.

It was also the first time for Liu Fuquan to see the emperor sleeping so fast, so he couldn't help but sigh secretly, picked up the brocade quilt and gently covered Zhao Yuan's body, and he walked out silently and stood at the door of the hall waiting.

Facing the night sky where the rain stopped but was still dark clouds covering the moon, Liu Fuquan didn't have a good rest for a few days. He moved a stool and sat by the door, closed his eyes to recuperate, and it was dark in front of him, but in his mind came the soft voice of the concubine when she spoke: "There is Lao Liu's father-in-law......"

"Father-in-law Liu has a cup of tea and then leaves......"

"There is a newly made mussel candy here in the palace, and a ...... has been saved for Gonggong Liu"

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Somehow, the corners of Liu Fuquan's eyes were wet. He pursed the corners of his mouth, and said in his heart: "Guifei Niangniang, she is really a very humane Niangniang, and now she suddenly disappeared, don't say that the emperor's heart is like a knife, even an old slave, and it is also like choking in the throat, unspeakably sad." ”

Thinking of this, he raised his sleeve and wiped the corners of his eyes, and secretly thought: "If the concubine will never return to Hanyang Palace from now on, then the emperor will ...... You won't really start pampering Concubine Rong, right? ”

This thought made him gasp: "Concubine Rong's temperament is domineering and vicious, if she gains power, the first thing she is afraid to do is to secretly remove the people around the emperor, and then replace all her henchmen." Is she sincere to the emperor? Or is there another ambition? It's still hard to see clearly, but from the way she looks at the emperor, she must have true feelings for the emperor. But even so, she won't show mercy to me, it seems that as soon as the concubine is not in the palace, there are a lot of people who are going to be unlucky......"

In such anxiety, Liu Fu fell asleep with his head against the door frame.

In the dormitory, although Zhao Yuan slept, obviously because he had something in his heart, he didn't sleep sweetly, but after sleeping for two hours, Zhao Yuan himself opened his eyes.

His pupils reflected the glimmer of light coming in through the window, with an indescribable coldness and loss - Yunyang did not appear in his dreams, not even a shadow flashed.

Zhao Di sat up suddenly, and the tiredness of many days was not eliminated by these two short hours, but instead raged all over his body like a woke storm, making him have a splitting headache and his joints sore.

He lay down again, wanting to continue sleeping, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he saw Yunyang sinking and rising under the influence of the flood, like a lonely boat that was about to be submerged, and would usher in the last moment of his life at any time. Just as she was trying her best not to be dragged down by the flood, her body suddenly shook, and her body fell helplessly to the ground, falling into a bottomless deep pool with a rapid whirlpool......

Zhao Yuan opened his eyes suddenly, he didn't dare to close his eyes again, and he didn't dare to look at the scene after Yunyang fell into the deep pool. He couldn't sleep anymore, so he turned over and got off the dragon couch and walked straight out of the hall. When I arrived at the door, I happened to see Liu Fuquan sitting on a stool and falling asleep against the door frame.

Zhao Yuan paused, and understood in his heart that since Yunyang entered the palace, Liu Fuquan has taken care of Yunyang in everything, both openly and secretly, on the one hand, he acts according to the emperor's face, and on the other hand, because Yunyang has a gentle temperament and is not as mean and domineering as other concubines, Liu Fuquan loves to go to Qiao Palace more.

Now that Yunyang has an accident, it can be seen that Liu Fuquan is really anxious and worried.

Zhao Yuan only stayed by Liu Fuquan's side for a moment, then walked towards the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

It's dawn, night is falling, and the surroundings are silent.

In the same scene, Zhao Yuan's heart tightened, and he stepped down the white marble steps and walked towards Qixiangxuan. While walking, I suddenly felt something fall on my shoulder, and when I looked down, it turned out that some osmanthus flowers had withered.

At this time, the old osmanthus flowers planted in the courtyard have bloomed, and after days of rain, the residual flowers are crumbling, and when Zhao Yuan walks by, he brings up the wind and blows the residual flowers down.