The queen's words seemed to be deliberately hiding something, and the emperor's indifferent reaction was also expected by everyone, and his already majestic face became more and more pale. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

His sharp gaze searched the faces of Xiao Tao and Guo'er, and after a long time, he finally spoke, his voice was very soft, but it revealed the chill in the middle of winter, "If you should be rewarded, I will naturally reward it." However, right now, what I want to know most is how did Miss Zhang Jia fall into the water? ”

Guo'er and Xiao Tao's faces faded with blood, and their eyes unconsciously turned to the calm queen on the side.

The queen's cold eyes narrowed slightly, showing even more affection, and she looked at the two of them.

Guo'er and Xiao Tao both knelt on the ground, their heads were pounded, and they trembled, "The emperor spares his life." Miss Zhang's ...... Leaning on the railing to watch the fish, I don't want to, the accident happens, the railing ...... The railing is broken, Miss Zhang ...... Just, it fell into the water. ”

The emperor's eyes narrowed, "So it has nothing to do with you?" ”

The queen's body was obviously tight, and the handkerchief in her hand was also clenched tightly, like her nervous heart.

"The emperor spares his life, and the emperor spares his life." The two kowtowed like pounded garlic, and the flesh and blood on their smooth foreheads were blurred.

"Bold! I see that you are getting more and more ignorant! Come on, interrogate these two dog minions strictly! ”

The guards behind the emperor stepped forward with expressionless faces to hold up the two poor and pathetic people, and pulled their legs to leave.

The queen abruptly said, "Wait. He turned his eyes to look at the emperor again, and said softly, "Your Majesty, Xiao Tao and Guo'er have followed their concubines for many years. The two have always been gentle and have never caused trouble. I believe there is also a misunderstanding, so it is better to let the concubine interrogate on your behalf. ”

The emperor was dazzled by the sun, he always squinted his eyes, and did a great job of hiding the look inside, but the smile on his lips made people look shocked, "Since it is a person in the emperor's **, if you put it back like this, wouldn't it provoke gossip that is not clear?" I will not tolerate bad things, nor will I wronged good people. Does the queen understand? ”

The queen smiled indifferently, as if she had a bamboo in her chest, "Since the emperor has made up his mind, it is useless for the concubines to say more." ”

"Your Majesty, the queen, the imperial doctor is here, and the sedan chair is also waiting."

Zhang Yuxia leaned on the arms of the palace maid, because she was wet and shivering, and her face became more and more pale.

"Go back to the palace first." The emperor said categorically.

The sedan chair man trotted all the way, and before he could do half a pillar of incense, he arrived at the Wende Palace.

In the evening, the red sun had not yet set, reflecting the clouds of half the sky, and this gorgeous and enchanting red also fell into the Wende Palace.

Zhang Yuxia was groggy, as if she had gone to another world. There, green trees and red flowers, babbling streams, a few houses, and a few rolling hills in the background.

This is the place she has always longed for, no glory, no grievances, plain and free.

She washed her clothes by the stream as if they were men's clothes.

She had a smile on her lips, and she looked very happy and satisfied.

Someone walked up behind her, and her smile deepened, extending to the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

She was about to turn her head, but the man mischievously blindfolded her.

Those hands were so thick and warm, a little warmer than the autumn sun.

She couldn't help but grab those hands with a little greed, and she didn't let go for a long time.

"Yuxia, do you like such a dull day?" The mellow and deep voice, with a hint of hoarseness, makes people feel at ease.

"As long as she can be with Zhao Jun, Yuxia is willing to do anything."

Zhang Yuxia's only little consciousness was shocked, what she was talking about was - Zhao Jun?

How can it be! How can it be? She wanted to wake up, to break this bewildering dream. However, her body seemed to be bound, and her mind seemed to be imprisoned, and she shook her head desperately, and muttered like a wounded little beast.

The emperor, who was standing in front of the window and was anxious, ran over, leaned over and took her hand, and called her.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Zhang Yuxia screamed unconsciously, and the boundless fear hit the sky like a dark night that weighed on people's heads.

She was powerless.

"Xia'er, wake up, Xia'er." The Emperor hugged her, her cheeks resting on his shoulders, the two cheeks pressed together one cold and one hot.

Zhang Yuxia felt comforted in her haze, her voice gradually weakened, and she only lay quietly in his arms.

The Emperor carefully tried her forehead, not hot nor cold, warm. The emperor's irritable heart also calmed down.

Looking at her plain white face, there was a burst of pity in my heart.

The emperor was excited, and the cough was broken again.

He endured the suffocation in his chest, put down Zhang Yuxia, and walked lightly to the outside.

He couldn't stop coughing, his voice was violent, heartbreaking, as if all the strength of his body had been used, his body was dripping with sweat, and his underwear was wet and cold.

Afraid of startling the people in the room, he took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth, lowered his voice, and his body trembled with the cough.

A thick stream of phlegm surged up in his throat, with a hint of fishy sweetness.

The emperor's chest was much more relaxed. He spread out the veil and looked, his eyes were stunned, as if he didn't believe it, and his eyes opened again, and it was not phlegm! It's blood!

The emperor's big hand grasped the back of the chair and buckled it tightly, as if it was about to be broken.

The heart is surging and fluctuating, and the waves are constant.

After many days of doubt, the truth finally came to light, but there was nothing he could do. What if he is the emperor of the Ninety-Five? I have to be so powerless and helpless to wait for the verdict of fate.

The red sun sank suddenly, and the splendor between heaven and earth disappeared in an instant, everything so fast, and ended so quickly, as if it had never come.

The prosperity in front of us is about to become a thing of the past, and it is no longer in the palm of your hand. Alas!

Outside the hall, it was gray, and night had fallen, covering the land.

In the hall, before the palm lamp, the black shadow is enough, as if the underworld has failed miserably.

The emperor moved his heavy steps and returned to the warm pavilion step by step, where there were still people who needed him. "Your Majesty." In the dark shadow, Zhang Yuxia shouted weakly, her throat hoarse and dry. She tried to get up, but in vain.

"Xia'er, you're awake." The emperor's voice was filled with joy, and he stepped on the sound of Sisuo's footsteps and approached the couch step by step.

The emperor held her in his arms and patted her on the back gently, "Okay, everything is over, Xia'er is not afraid." ”

"Your Majesty, Xia'er has caused you trouble again." She snuggled into his arms, curled up with her tiny body, looking so helpless.

"Fool, I'd rather you stay by your side every day and cause me trouble every day." The emperor patiently coaxed her, and he was also numbing his desperate heart.

He looked down at the little face, and his heart was broken. The fate of this life is too shallow, and the acquaintance and love cannot stay together, what about the next life? Can we still get acquainted?