Zhao led them to sit down at the back, an extremely inconspicuous place. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She asked Sanniang to sit on her right side, and covered Sanniang with her body, thinking that this would not attract the attention of the saint.

In the middle of the night, there was a rumor of the inner supervisor, and the holy driver surrendered.

The people in the hall got up and knelt down one after another, and they didn't know if the saint had arrived, so they just said: "Long live my emperor......"

After a long time, the Holy One let everyone get up.

When they got up, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at the Ninety-Five Supreme on the high seat.

Sanniang got up and secretly glanced up, although it was far away, she could still see it clearly.

Wang Wenxu stood beside the saint, half of his body was folded, extremely deferential.

For some reason, Sanniang always felt ...... I always feel that the saint has a sick face.

Didn't you feel the cold before, and it should have been better, why did you feel weaker than before after two or three months?

She only glanced at it, and quietly withdrew her mind, she was also afraid of attracting the attention of the saint.

"All take your seats......" the saint said, asking everyone to sit down.

His voice was as weak as his countenance.

Wang Wenxu also came down from the high platform and sat down on the empty seat on the far left.

Zhao deliberately blocked Sanniang, Sanniang buried her head and dodged back, probably because the saint looked this way.

After a long time, listening to Zhao's light breath, Sanniang thought that she should have escaped.

After that, everyone fell silent, and no one dared to move their chopsticks without the grace of the Holy One.

Just when everyone was waiting for the saint to speak, they heard a cough from the high platform, with wheezing, as if it was very uncomfortable.

Concubine Shu's voice then sounded: "The emperor slows down, pay attention to his ......body," she said, while reaching out to stroke his chest, giving him relief: "If the saint feels unwell, let King Rui do it for you......"

The saint glanced up at Concubine Shu, coughed uncomfortably again, and nodded: "Quasi-......"

Everyone in the audience looked at each other, no one spoke, and they were all thinking in their hearts whether this move was to announce to everyone that the prince meant to be King Rui.

In this way, King Rui spoke on behalf of the saint: "Uncles and adults, please move the chopsticks, it is the festival, I hope you will eat happily and drink to your heart's content......"

He spoke on behalf of the saints, and everyone should also make a great salute: "Ministers bow and thank heaven." ”

After that, everyone got up and sat down again, moving chopsticks and vegetables.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, a banquet was held in the palace, but the current emperor and queen did not appear, and there was no trace of King Qi.

Prime Minister Su also saw that something was wrong, got up and saluted, and asked, "Dare to ask the emperor, why didn't the queen mother go with you?" ”

Before the saint could speak, Concubine Shu replied first: "The queen's mother is not in good health, and she is recuperating in the palace, so it is inconvenient to show up. ”

Looking at the saint, he did not blame Concubine Shu for being disrespectful, nodded and said to Su Pei: "That's true, she is not feeling well, so I will allow her to rest." ”

Su Pei didn't ask any more questions, saluted again, and sat down.

Concubine Shu invited musicians to cheer up the banquet, but unfortunately everyone had their own hearts, and this excitement couldn't help.

When the sound of wind music sounded, the saint supported his head with one hand and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Just as the musician was in good spirits, the saint suddenly frowned and said something to Concubine Shu.

The concubine froze, then told the musicians to step down.

There was a sudden silence in the hall, and everyone was confused.

Concubine Shu suddenly got up from her seat, looked down, and stopped when her eyes touched the Zhao family: "Mrs. Wang, please ask your righteous daughter to come to the emperor." ”

Zhao's body trembled, and he was stunned for a long time before he said to Sanniang: "Qi Yao, don't you go to ...... soon"

Sanniang looked at Zhao and frowned, knowing that she was still worried about her, which made Sanniang's heart warm.

"Yes......" Sanniang responded, and whispered to Zhao the moment she got up: "Mother, don't worry, I have measure." ”

Zhao Shi was silent on his face, but nodded slightly.

Sanniang went up to the main hall, walked straight up to the high platform, and knelt down in front of the saint.

"The queen of the people, Qi Yao, knock to see my emperor's ......"

She buried her head and saw the bright yellow dragon boots move forward, and a large hand reached out towards her.

Sanniang panicked for a while, hurriedly raised her head, and looked at the pale and weak face of the saint.

His hand paused in mid-air, and when he saw her head up, he withdrew his hand.

"Why are you dressed so plainly? The girl's house is dressed brightly and looks good. ”

Sanniang replied: Folk girls have loved plain colors since they were children, so they ...... Therefore, he dressed plainly. ”

He was stunned when he heard this, and watched Sanniang come back to his senses for a long time, and only spoke up after a long time: "I really want to think about it, even this sentence is the same." ”

I don't know if Concubine Shu is kind or jealous, and said: "If she is still there, it is estimated that she will be old, and she will definitely not be at such an age." ”

The saint listened to it, nodded, and was slightly lost: "Yes, I forgot, she will be old......"

He was in the middle of his grief when he suddenly coughed again, much worse than the previous one.

Concubine Shu patted him on the back, and asked the palace maid to bring water, but before the water reached Concubine Shu's hand, the saint pushed her away, supported her on the dragon chair and continued to cough.

When he eased up again, Sanniang clearly saw the bright red blood stains on the blanket.

When Concubine Shu saw this, she panicked, hurriedly got up from her seat, and said to the inner supervisor behind her: "Quickly help the emperor down and summon the imperial doctor!" ”

All the people in the hall got up one after another, and some hurriedly went up to the high platform, wanting to be the first to go up to offer their courtesy, but they didn't make the dedication, but blocked the high platform.

"Get out of the way!" Concubine Shu saw a group of people coming up, shouting one by one, and she only felt very irritable.

As soon as she yelled, these people were really honest, and they stood there silently.

The palace people rushed up, helped the saint up from the dragon chair, and let one of them carry it to the side hall.

Concubine Shu saw that Sanniang was still kneeling there, and pulled her up: "Come with me......"

Sanniang's head was white, and before she could understand what was going on, she was dragged by Concubine Shu to the side hall.