Fuxiu staggered over, slamming the vermilion lacquer door of the Fontaine Palace, completely ignoring that she was still pregnant. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info Fuxiu's voice was cold, piercing through the wind and rain, and through the deep palace faintly crying and weeping.

After Fuxiu's beating, someone finally came over and opened the palace gate.

"Master Fu, why are you here?!" The little eunuch who opened the door was full of tears and roared angrily: "Blessed master! What else are you going to do? Our master is dying! ”

"Doctor! ...., Yanxi Palace needs a doctor, Sister Xiang is dying, I need a doctor! As soon as Fuxiu thought of the concubine lying on the couch and dying, he didn't care to explain, so he pushed away the eunuch who opened the door and rushed towards the palace of Fontaine.

Seeing this, the eunuch hurriedly caught up with Fu Xiu and grabbed Fu Xiu, "Fu master, Fu master, you can't go in!" The eunuch pulled Fuxiu's sleeve and said.

"Get out!" As soon as Fuxiu finished speaking, he kicked away the eunuch who was pulling his sleeve.

Seeing that the eunuch was kicked by himself and lay on the ground, Fuxiu calmed down and rushed into the main hall of the Palace of Fontaine.

"What's going on?" Someone else is asking urgently.

Before Fu Xiu could bypass the red sandalwood carved flower blossom screen, someone walked out quickly, blocking Fu Xiu's way with his own arm, and it was Jun Mochu and two heavily armed guards.

Jun Mochu's face was now full of gloom, and his heart was heavy, as if something big had happened here. At this time, I suddenly saw Fuxiu, and my eyes shook with a touch of surprise like Fuxiu, and then there was a trace of anger.

Before Fu Xiu could say it first, Jun Mochu preemptively said: "Please also invite Niangniang to return to the palace, Niangniang is still pregnant with the emperor's child in her womb, and I hope Niangniang will return to the palace." As soon as Jun Mochu finished speaking, he made a "please" action.

Fu Xiu didn't bother to think about why Jun Mochu appeared here, and how cold he was, so he just asked coldly: "Lord Jun, are all the imperial doctors here?" ”

Jun Mochu pushed Fu Xiu impatiently, "You, you better go back to the palace quickly!" This is not for you to stay ......" Just as Jun Mochu wanted to say something, he was swallowed back alive by himself.

Why did Jun Mochu do this? Why is this not a good place to stay?

What's going on here, exactly?

At this time, Fuxiu heard a familiar voice and was crying heartbreakingly, "Master..... Master....."

Fu Xiu listened carefully and found that the person who made this voice was actually Minru, the personal palace maid next to Concubine Duan.

Jun Mochu also seemed to be startled by the voice, and when Fuxiu walked past him quickly, he hurried up.

Fukuxiu had already arrived at the couch and stood with a shocked expression.

In front of the couch, in addition to the imperial doctor who knelt all over the ground, and the palace maid of the Palace of Fontaine who knelt all over the ground, there was also an unexpected person in Fuxiu.

This man is the emperor!

He quietly hugged Concubine Duan in his arms, his face was as heavy as iron, he suddenly turned his eyes and glanced at Fu Xiu, the violent aura in his eyes began to dissipate little by little, even so, the emperor was still iron-faced.

After Concubine Duan changed her temperament, she seemed very quiet, and now Concubine Duan was even quieter, lying motionless in the crook of the emperor's arm, only the cloud-like hair hung straight down, fluttering on the emperor's lap, fluttering with the wind.

Her face was pale and tinged with a faint black, her lips were even more bruised, and the black blood that overflowed from the corners of her mouth had not dried yet because of time.

"Fuxiu, what are you doing here?" The emperor changed his face when he saw Fuxiu before, "Fuxiu, did you send the osmanthus cake?" ”

Immediately afterwards, the emperor said: "Fuxiu, you tell the truth. I won't blame your ......."

At this time, Rumin, the personal palace maid of Concubine Duan, who was crying on the side, suddenly stopped crying, walked to Fu Xiu's side, and said loudly: "Why? Why? Blessed master, our master has always had no grievances with you, why did you kill her? ”

Fukuxiu was a little numb, and he couldn't accept so much for a while. Fu Xiu glanced at Concubine Duan in the emperor's arms, then knelt down stiffly, knelt beside the emperor's voice and said: "Your Majesty, Concubine Xiang is in danger, please ask the emperor to send a doctor to treat him immediately." Fu Xiu said to the emperor word by word.

The Emperor's amber pupils suddenly deepened, and they also changed into the darkness of the night, "Fuxiu, what did you say?" ”

Fuxiu only saw the emperor's drunkenness and movement, but he couldn't hear what the emperor was saying clearly. The cold lights that flickered and flickered from far and near, and the halos of light spread out and shrunk again, and gradually, Fuxiu couldn't even see the emperor's face clearly, only felt that there was a gray patch in front of him. Emperor Fuxiu instinctively said: "Your Majesty, Sister Xiang...... Fast... I'm going to die..."

After Fukuyu finished speaking, his body shook a little, and then he fainted.

Fu Xiu himself was poisoned, and after running wildly, after pushing away the eunuch guarding the door, he was all supported by the willpower that wanted to save Concubine Duan.

After Fuxiu finished speaking, his body could not support it, his body was weak, his head was dizzy, and he fell to the ground, holding his abdomen tightly, his face was pale, and he was just retching for a while.

After the emperor saw Fuxiu fainting, he hurriedly put down the Duan Concubine in his arms, quickly walked to Fuxiu's side, picked Fuxiu up from the cold floor, and whispered to Fuxiu's ear: "Fuxiu, get up quickly!" Hurry up! As he spoke, the emperor shook Fuxiu's head.

After the emperor shouted a few Fu Xiu, he found that Fu Xiu did not react at all, and after looking at Fu Xiu's face and lips, he found that Fu Xiu had been poisoned, and the poisoned Fu Xiu made the already pale face even paler.

"Doctor, doctor, doctor, come and see!" The emperor placed the blessing in his arms on the bench and summoned a few imperial doctors who were kneeling on the ground.

As soon as the emperor shouted, several imperial doctors did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly took the pulse of Fuxiu, and after taking the pulse, a imperial doctor gave Fuxiu an injection, walked to the emperor's voice, and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, Fu Concubine Niangniang and Duan Concubine Niangniang are the same as the Duanfei Niangniang, they are all poisoned by the crane top red, presumably, Fu Concubine Niangniang also ate the osmanthus cake!" The Xin Niangniang didn't eat much, and after Weichen applied the needle, he temporarily suppressed the poison of the Niangniang, and there would be no problem for a while. ”

"That's fine." The emperor looked at Fu Xiu lying on the bench, and his eyes showed a sad look.

It seems that at this moment, the emperor saw another distant shadow, dressed in green clothes, with long black hair pulled up with a headband, hugging a man who was also in green clothes, crying silently......

And the man, with such a bright and young face, was so helpless, so sad, but still smiling, so gentle and gentle, smiling softly .....and softly. It seems to be self-deprecating, laughing at his own incompetence, inaction...

"Ah Fu......" he sighed, trying to brush the woman's face with his green sleeves, but when he lifted it into the air, he fell weakly, forever and ever. The nails were filled with the blue ash of the poisoning, and the black blood on the lips was as shocking......