The wind in August has brought a trace of coolness, it should be the most comfortable and pleasant season, but the atmosphere in the Daxing Hall seems to be frozen in the stuffy July, most of the courtiers in the palace have fine beads of sweat on their foreheads, and some of them are like carrying a live rabbit in their arms, fluttering from here to there.

The chrysanthemums that were carefully placed on the stone steps outside the Daxing Hall were also like the courtiers in the palace, not moving at all, and they didn't know where the cool autumn breeze went.

At this moment, in addition to the courtiers and chrysanthemums, there is also the Son of Heaven who is sitting upright on the high steps in the Daxing Palace. On the gilded auspicious cloud dragon claw high case in front of him, a long roster covered the entire case, hanging straight to the ground, obscuring most of the dazzling gilt brilliance. The name of the concubine, the name of her mother and brother, and the location of the encroachment on the land are all clearly expressed. Behind the mark of each occupied land, there are also vermilion fingerprints, scattered stars, but like dazzling flames and stars, as if to ignite a fire on the booklet.

It was the directory handed over by the King of Qin half an hour ago, and the vast hall seemed to echo the voice of the King of Qin loudly impeaching the prince, disregarding human morality, defiling the harem, forming a party for personal gain, harming the people, abusing power and disorderly government, and corrupting the court. The group of people who were close to the prince secretly wondered if their names appeared on the list, and the hearts in their cavities were all twisted together, and cold sweat poured out from their foreheads and backs.

The solemn fear in the Daxing Hall spread all the way to the Chengqian Hall in the west. The dazzling sunlight spreads on the various colored glass ornaments in the study room, casting strange spots of light on the wall.

Seven or eight of King Qin's henchmen each sat down according to one side of the case, each locked their eyebrows, and did not say a word. Du Ruhui raised his head and stared at the colorful light and shadow on the wall, this long and unbearable waiting was not unexpected by him, and he really didn't dare to assert the result of waiting.

His roster is undoubtedly a slap in the face, straight on the face of the entire royal family, it can indeed give the prince a hard blow, maybe he can not stand up again, but he stretched out his hand to slap the royal face, I am afraid he will not be able to take it back. The majesty of the Son of Heaven is not allowed to be poked indiscriminately. He had already thought about these thoroughly, and he didn't have any fear, seeing that the prince's power net rope was getting bigger and bigger, almost covering the entire court, if the king of Qin did nothing again, he was afraid that he would be tightly bound by the net rope, and he would no longer have to toss.

There are eggs under the dangerous nest, and when the king of Qin restricts his hands and feet, he is afraid that the Du Mansion in Yongxingfang, which is no longer restrained, is the first place for the prince to be bulldozed. In a dangerous situation, I had to stiffen my wrists and hit it hard.

The sound of "snapping" outside the study sounded, and everyone in the room involuntarily sat up straight and leaned over their necks.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old prisoner rushed from outside the courtyard and nearly tripped over the threshold.

"What the hell do you mean?" The eldest grandson Wuji was in a hurry, Huo Di stood up and dragged the little inner eunuch from the ground, "Hurry! ”

With the help of the force on his wrist, the little inner eunuch barely stood up straight, gasping for breath, "...... The front hall will be dispersed, and the saint and the saint order everyone in the court to return to the house and wait, and they are not allowed to go out of the city without permission. ”

"What about His Royal Highness King Qin? Have you ever been back? Someone asked urgently.

The little inner prisoner didn't care to see who it was, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I haven't come back, I haven't come back." After the front hall was dispersed, the saint left one of his highnesses inside, closed the door of the main hall, and the villain could no longer see the truth, and vaguely glimpsed the saint's face tired, but he didn't see much anger. ”

The eldest grandson Wuji frowned and looked back at Du Ruhui, who was still sitting next to the desk, "Brother Du, what is the situation right now?" Are we going to wait like this? His hand was still tightly gripping the arm of the little inner eunuch, and the little inner eunuch didn't dare to break free, so he only stood silently with a bitter face.

"What if you don't wait?" Du Ruhui moved his body, changed to a more comfortable sitting position, and put on a posture that would be consumed for a long time, "Could it be that you and I can still rush to the front of the hall to ask what is going on?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the little inner supervisor casually, "If you let him listen to the news, he can still be like this." ”

Only then did the eldest grandson Wuji let go of the hand he was holding, and the arm of the little inner supervisor was relaxed at once, and he was busy bowing and singing, and jumped out of the door in a few steps. In his opinion, it is better to fish in the troubled waters of the front hall and listen to the news than to be vigorously held in this breathless room.

Until the shadow of the sun deflected, the light and shadow with the glazed brilliance on the wall gradually faded away, and the front yard once again sounded the sound of chaotic running footsteps. This time, all the people in the house stood up and stared intently at the courtyard gate directly opposite the door.

At the head, a slightly older inner supervisor trotted in angrily, lowered his voice and shouted urgently: "Your Highness has returned." Immediately afterwards, Li Shimin's figure and the inner prison appeared in the courtyard one after the other.

Du Ruhui's gaze swept towards the always heroic face, only to see that the face was full of clarity and brightness was covered under a thick layer of frost, and in an instant, he condensed the qi and blood all over his body, and the result of the front hall was roughly clear. Although he had already tried to imagine all the circumstances after the defeat, at this moment, Du Ruhui's foot couldn't help but pause back.

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This whole day, Mu Qing didn't have a moment of peace in the mansion. Over the years, she has encountered a lot of big and small things, and now she is twenty-five or sixteen years old, so it is said that these things do not surprise her, she should not be so impetuous. It's just that last night she clearly saw a rare hesitation in Du Ruhui's eyes, after falling asleep, he hugged her from behind her, his chin rested against the back of her neck, until the fourth watch, the skin on the back of the neck could still sense his subtle sigh, she didn't dare to move, so she had to pretend to be asleep, but there seemed to be something in her heart, which was pulled away little by little.

The stone bench in the backyard became a charcoal basin, and it took less than a moment to sit up and turn away. Outside the cloister, there was a paulownia bench with vermilion lacquer, which seemed to be covered with wooden thorns, which made her restless. I didn't think about eating or drinking for most of the day, and only walked around in a circle in the house, even Du Wei bumped into her once or twice without an opinion, and I didn't realize that I could see some clues.

Until the report was corrected, Ah Liu really couldn't look at it, and took a cup of apricot cheese, "This solar term is dry and panicked, the day before yesterday, Ah Lang only said that I heard you have a few coughs, and ordered the kitchen to prepare some moisturizing things, and also complained that I was busy churning over the winter bedding these days, and I was negligent, but taught them not to take this to rest assured, and I forgot it." ”

Ah Liu's chatter, as always, made her heart relax little by little, she raised her hand to take the apricot cheese, took two sips, only to feel that it was too sweet, "honey is too much......

Ah Liu bent his eyes, "That day, Doctor Zhao came to the house to see Yinghua's leg injury, and brought a jar of acacia nectar, and said that the autumn dryness is gradually rising, and it is best to take this honey to moisten the lungs and dispel dryness. ”

Mu Qing smiled lightly, thinking of Zhao Cang's relationship with Yinghua, and in an instant, his heart sank, and he had promised that Wang Shichong, who was waiting for Heluo, would send Yinghua out of the pavilion, even if it was delayed for a while because of her leg injury, if she wanted to delay the New Year's Festival, not to mention outsiders, even if she looked at it herself, she didn't look like it. But right now, there is another war in their house, facing not foreign and internal enemies, but the emperor and the prince of the current dynasty, most of the powerful ministers, the future is unpredictable, life and death are uncertain......

She calmly sat on the bowl and ate most of the apricot cheese, full of worries, her mouth could not taste the sweetness of honey, and the milky white apricot cheese could not reflect the sadness on her face.

"Lady! Wife! Before anyone arrived, Du Qi's voice rushed into the backyard first, "Ah Lang has returned home, and the fang gate that he passed half an hour ago has arrived at the door at this time." ”

Mu Qing stood up so fast that it was like being thundered, and he frightened Ah Liu on the side. She turned her hand and pushed the bowl into Ah Liu's hand, lifted her skirt and walked quickly towards the door. When he came to the second gate, he suddenly stopped his steps, subconsciously raised his hand and touched his face, only to feel that this appearance was a little inappropriate, so he took two deep breaths, slowed down, held a smile on his lips, and walked steadily towards the second door.

After walking two steps, she heard a crisp "giggle" laugh outside, and a few steps further, she heard clearly, Shiro's childish childish voice mixed with a few thick and low laughter. Mu Qing walked to the door, but saw that Du Ruhui had not yet changed into the green silk official robe, and half of the rhino hook robe belt was exposed on his waist, and he was smiling and smiling Shiro's squeaky nest, half throwing it stubbornly.

Mu Qing leaned against the door, just quietly looking at the father and son in front of her, the golden autumn twilight outlined their smiles so vividly, seeing that her heart was soft into a ball of fluff, she couldn't bear to make a trace of movement, for fear of disturbing them, making everything in front of her become a shattered illusion.

After a while, Du Ruhui turned his head and suddenly saw the figure standing against the door, smiled warmly at her, gently put down Shiro, who was still happy, and said a word in his ear, Shiro smiled and nodded vigorously, turned around and called "Mother", and then took the nurse's hand and left.

Mu Qing woke up from her trance, but for some reason, the warm and peaceful scene just now did not make her settle down, but instead had a greater hesitation, everything was so unreal, a heart in her cavity seemed to be swaying around, as if she couldn't grasp it. She almost concluded that behind that illusory homely situation, there must be a monstrous wave ready to go.

"Have you ever eaten?" She suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, tried to raise her smile, and asked softly.

Du Ruhui stepped forward, and did not shy away from the servants, reaching out to wrap his hand around her shoulder, "I have eaten a few bites in the Chengqian Palace, but it is not as good as the one at home, go, I will accompany you to use some more." ”

"You're probably thinking about the new osmanthus wine syrup you got a few days ago." Mu Qing teased softly, and his mouth was slightly bitter.

There has already been a maid on the case to set up the wine utensils, white porcelain, the wine syrup is brilliant, the golden osmanthus brewed in the small cup that is as smooth as jade faints a peculiar warm feeling, with Du Ruhui's wrist turning, the wine syrup flows, the golden cinnamon fragrance overflows.

Mu Qing silently lowered his head and ate for a while, he really didn't know the taste of food, and finally couldn't bear it, put down the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the small cup filled with golden wine in front of him, raised his head and closed his eyes to drink, and gritted his teeth and asked with the smell of wine that had not dissipated: "Today's thing, can it be done?" ”

Du Ruhui looked caught off guard by the question, nodded, and shook his head twice.

"What does that mean?" Mu Qing's eyes widened in confusion and looked straight into his eyes.

Du Ruhui only felt that the depths of her eyes were faintly swollen and painful, "The saint has not made a decision after all, and only detains everyone in their respective mansions, and they are not allowed to enter the palace without an edict, they are not allowed to move around each other, and they are not allowed to leave Chang'an without permission." ”

Mu Qing sat stunned, not knowing what to say for a while, the will was really ordinary, and it was not alarmed and understated, which was far from the Qianjun thunder and Tianwei anger that she had expected before. Could it be that the majestic and mighty Tang Guogong a few years ago really aged rapidly after ascending the throne? Are you no longer able to clean up the catastrophe that your son has caused?

"Mu Qing......" Du Ruhui called her in a low voice, hesitated, raised his head and turned his hand to drink another cup, and his face was calm when he put down the cup, "The people who are detained in the palace and are not allowed to move are not only the ministers mentioned in the roster, but also me. ”

Mu Qing couldn't help but shudder, and involuntarily turned his face to look out, the sky was already dark, and the first cold wind of the early autumn night blew in the courtyard, and it hit the house with a sense of gloom. It turns out that Tang Guogong is really not the original Tang Guogong, but now he is the Son of Heaven and a saint, he doesn't have to be coerced, just a cold three or two sentences, and he will pinch everyone's lives, which is much more terrifying than any heavenly thunder.

"I've done everything I need to do now, and all that's left is to wait here for my will." Du Ruhui chuckled a few times, with a little self-deprecation, "It's just that you're tired and scared again." ”

"When have I ever been afraid? Zuo is just by your side, and when the sky falls, I can still hide behind you, what else is there to be afraid of? Mu Qing straightened the complicated expression on his face, changed to a light and gentle smile again, raised his hand to fill the empty cup in front of him with wine syrup, and poured another cup for himself, picked up the cup, raised it to him, and drank it without waiting for him to return. If I have to say that I am afraid, what I fear most in this life is that I will not be able to be by your side all the time. ”R1152

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