Ninety-eighty-one, but he is 2

The feelings that have not been invested with heart, even if they are invested, they can still wave their sleeves in a chic way when they are lost.

King Fu's greatest pleasure now is to enter the palace every day to greet the emperor, and he is so happy to see that the Tiande Emperor on the sickbed is not as miserable as day by day. The emperor has not eaten water and rice for two consecutive days, and the imperial doctor is helpless, so he can only prescribe some nourishing medicine to maintain his life.

Back in the palace, King Fu went into the study and began to write secret letters to his confidants and generals in the border pass, including his brothers of the opposite sex who are also considered sons and daughters, Zhou Dawei, and Xiao Suyuan in the southeast, as well as Jiayu Pass, Waqiao Pass was recovered by his own generals, King Fu understood that once the emperor died, even if he took out the edict that had been tampered with by himself, then the princelings led by Ximen Donghai would never obediently respect themselves as emperors according to their will, and their own troops in the capital were not enough, and most of the surrounding troops were under the command of Ximen Donghai, However, the front division of the palace is controlled by the Ximen family, and now Shangguan Tianjue is in control of the guard division, but there is still a little difference between the strength of the front division of the palace, and he must transfer his henchmen in the border pass to the capital, and at that time he will ascend the throne and sit in the palace according to the so-called edict, and tell the world, but he is the emperor of the Taizheng Dynasty, and he is also above board, and Ximen Donghai and the prince and others are traitors and thieves at that time, so they can mobilize troops from all over the world to come to the capital to protect and fight thieves.

King Fu buried himself in writing secret letters in the study, as if grinding them for him, while Ping'er dried the letters and folded them one by one into the cowhide envelopes that had been prepared, and waited for King Fu to finish writing all the letters, so that he could send the letters to the appropriate person to ride a fast horse to the destination.

About an hour later, King Shangfu finished writing all the letters, raised his head and often let out a breath, as if taking the pen in his hand and inserting it into the pen holder, and then took a cup of tea and put it on his injury, and said gently, Yi Chuan, drink this red date tea, I just made Su Su Brew, this will be just right. King Fu did have a dry mouth at this time, so he took the tea and put it to his mouth.

Ping'er sealed all the letters and put them in front of King Fu for him to see.

King Fu looked at the letters that had been sealed by Ping'er one by one, nodded with satisfaction, and commanded; Find the right person to send the letter out, for the situation is urgent and cannot be delayed. “

"Yes." Ping'er answered softly, took the letter and was about to go out.

"Wait." King Fu stopped her again, Ping'er suddenly looked back and asked softly; "Does the prince still have something to order?"

King Fu pinched the teacup in both hands, stared at Ping'er who was looking at him lightly, and after a pause in silence, he said; "Concubine Li, that slut has no use value, staying for a long time is a disaster, get rid of it quickly." King Fu's eyes were cold when he said this, without a trace of expression, for him, getting rid of a person was as simple as crushing an ant, there was no need to hesitate, no need to pity, even if Concubine Ruan Rumian had a skin with him.

Ping'er had long been accustomed to King Fu's indifference and ruthlessness, and after his voice he spoke, he agreed crisply, "Don't worry, I will do it quickly." “

King Fu snorted and waved his sleeves to let Ping'er go.

As if sitting quietly on the side, she looked at King Fu silently, and for his murder order in front of herself, as if she always had palpitations, she didn't want her husband's hands to be covered with blood, and her painstaking cultivation was not for herself to cultivate the next life, but for this unscrupulous man to atone for his sins, so that he would not suffer the retribution for the evil done in this life in the next life, the Buddha will be reincarnated, the cause of this life, the time has passed, this good and evil will eventually be rewarded, but it will come early and late, as if he doesn't want him to have retribution, but he also understands that he is powerless to stop, That being the case, then you should practice and atone for your sins.

"You actually killed your former pillow person, can you bear it?" As if leaning on Murong Yichuan's shoulder, he asked faintly, for Ruan Rumian Wanru, he always had a grudge in his heart, and he couldn't forget that night when the breeze and the moon were bright, he heard the two of them stealing joy at the door of King Fu's bedroom, and time had passed, which still couldn't be forgotten, so he actually uncovered this scar.

As soon as he heard what his pillow person was, King Fu was still stunned for a moment, for the time between himself and Ruan Rumian, King Fu had already seen it disappear, he was a man with selective memory, and he would remember what he thought was worthwhile, and he thought it was not worth waving his hand after the matter was over, and nothing had happened, and this was the case for him to carry it as if he was stealing joy with other women. At the beginning, King Fu asked Ruan Rumian just because he had just regained his memory, because he couldn't touch her because he had a knot, it was really lonely, and he just wanted to test if he cared about himself, so it was naturally not worth writing it down.

King Fu smiled slightly and said; "The only person next to my pillow is you, what kind of slut is that, if you don't bother yourself, why bother thinking about making yourself unhappy after so long that night." King Fu was still an understatement, and to him that matter was inconsequential and insignificant.

A day later, there was a bad name in the palace that Concubine Li of Fengyi Palace hanged herself, everyone knew that Concubine Ruan Rumian was the most favored concubine of the emperor today, she and three thousand favored with one, but did not expect to hang herself inexplicably, the reason for which everyone could not guess, and the death of Concubine Li became the focus of discussion outside the palace, and the concubines in the harem were a little panicked, especially those who were favored by the emperor like Concubine Li, such as Yun Zhaoyi, Concubine De, Zhang Guiren, etc., They all rubbed their sides, and it was the Ximen Guifei who was in charge of the harem who wantonly retaliated.

Emperor Tiande was very sad about the sudden death of Concubine Li on the sickbed, after all, he had been in the same bed for more than a year, and the past was in front of him, and he didn't see the beautiful woman smiling, how could this not be sentimental? The emperor still has a lot of feelings for Concubine Li, after all, the hibiscus tent is **, and the king's unwillingness to linger in the early dynasty is not fake, and he has no ability to go to Fengyi Palace to see the beauty for the last time, but the emperor shed a few lines of sad tears. ordered Ximen Guifei to arrange a thick burial of Concubine Li as the imperial concubine. Sent away Concubine Chen more than a month ago, but now she is her beloved Concubine Li, facing the women he loves around him one by one, the emperor's heart faintly has a little biting loneliness and fear. That kind of fear seems to be the feeling of impermanence ghosts, think about your own dignified ninety-five respect, all in the pursuit of immortality, but it is a qiē and an empty, no matter who can escape life, old age, sickness and death, on this road to death, the king who rules the world and the people of Shengdou are equal, the god of death will not favor anyone because of his identity, the king of Hades wants you to die in the third watch, who dares to keep you to the fifth watch.

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