After the national marriage, the royal family still has many festivals to be held, because of the rush of time, the new king's dress and suburban temple costumes need to be stepped up, Lu Yaoxue, the eleventh son of the Lu Gongfu, who served as the post of Shaofu, went to the weaving room to supervise, and the subordinate palace maids stayed up for several days and nights, and finally completed it tonight.

"Lu Shaofu."

After finishing his work, he was also about to go straight back to the palace to rest in the palace, and his colleague Yufu Ling saw Lu Shaofu standing in front of the building, and he had no intention of leaving, so he had to say hello hard.

Lu Yaoxue returned the salute: "Imperial decree." ”

"Shaofu has worked hard. Xia Guan looked at the pattern given by Shaofu and knew that it was not bad, but now the ready-to-wear is cut out and looked, it is really good, Shaofu does everything himself, and he should be the leader. "The Imperial Order is indispensable to compliment.

Lu Yaoxue raised her head and chuckled: "The work of size, what a lot of worry, when it comes to hard work, you are much harder than Lu." ”

Lu Yaoxue shook her tail absentmindedly, and restlessly put it in her arms. The atmosphere tonight was weird, and my eyelids kept jumping.

"Lu still has something important to do, so he has left." Lu Yaoxue left the imperial order and hurriedly ran downstairs.

Seeing Lu Shaofu running all the way towards the inner palace, the imperial palace was puzzled.

"What happened to Nangong?" Lu Yaoxue was completely disorganized, and casually grabbed a maid and asked.

The maid was sweating profusely: "The lord has committed a chronic illness, it seems that it is not light, and the imperial doctor orders and the imperial doctors to diagnose and treat it." ”

One south and one north, Linguang Hall and Chongyang Hall are far apart, and the news reached Fan Guifei, and most of the time was consumed.

"Tomorrow's national marriage, how can it go wrong at a critical moment, are the maidservants who serve the soup all dead? Pass on my order, the palace people who serve the king on weekdays don't care, all of them are killed with rods, and they are secretly disposed of. ”

Concubine Fan looked annoyed, and as she walked, she calmly ordered her henchmen to kill the palace people who were close to her, and there was no panic in her expression and words.

What if the news of tonight gets out?

The tip of the sword against the boy's neck was red, and bright red blood gushed out, wetting the placket of her garment and staining her cheeks red. Yuan Lingjun was timid in his heart, sweat dripping, and his eyes were blurry.

"Lord......" There was an uproar outside the hall, and the palace people shouted.

The suffocation in the chest, the black shadows in front of him all disappeared, Qingming was regained, and the dark and purple face of the servant was clearly reflected in his eyes. He had long since stopped breathing.

Staring at the lifeless face, Yuan Lingjun suddenly woke up, retreated in panic, threw away the short sword like a hot hand, curled up on the side of the couch and sobbed, his fist stuffed in his mouth, his expression was extremely distorted and painful.

"Loosen your mouth, bite in." In a trance, a cloth-like object was stuffed into her mouth.

Yuan Lingjun whined a few times, closed his eyes and fainted.

"Carry him out." Lu Yaoxue glanced at the person on the bed and commanded.

On the eve of the wedding, there was such an unlucky thing, it is unknown, Gong is a member of the old palace, and a noble concubine's cronies, who are experienced and decisive in handling things, and immediately ordered to move the palace.

When she woke up, she was still in the inner room, the room was in a mess, the wide curtain cut off the palace people's view to peep in, the imperial doctor, Gong and others were kneeling on the other side of the curtain, and she was neatly dressed, leaning on Kunjiao's chest, and the person next to her ...... Is it Lu Shiyi? She didn't have time to tell.

As soon as his eyes turned, the servant who died tragically was not on the couch. Recalling the horrific scene, she could truly feel a pair of invisible hands strangling her neck, just as she had choked the servant, forcing her to breathe normally.

"Kunjiao, Kunjiao......" Yuan Lingjun called out to her maid, so frightened that her whole body trembled and spasmed, she grabbed Kunjiao's arm, gasped rapidly, and stretched her fingers weakly, as if to grasp something.

"The sovereign should try to calm his feelings, and he should not breathe hard." Taiyi said.

Yuan Lingjun gradually quieted down, and Kunjiao's arm was also pinched, but he didn't scream.

"He wants to live, and I want him to live." Yuan Lingjun muttered to himself.

Lu Yaoxue heard clearly, put a robe on her shoulder, and replied softly: "Yuan Liu, you are very sick. ”

Yuan Lingjun closed his eyes, sweat continued to flow down from the corners of his forehead, eyebrows, and ears, and Kunjiao took a silk towel to wipe it.

"The concubine knocks on Da'an."

"Who's there?"

"The concubine used to be the milk of the lord."

Hearing the voice, through the hazy thick silk silver flower curtain, a woman in deep clothes bowed down and raised her case, and knelt on one side after entering the inner room.

"Is it a nurse? It's really a milk girl. Yuan Lingjun thought he was dazzled, and he couldn't believe it for a long time. Milk Mother and Nanny Ann Jie together with the medicine, now Ann Jie is gone, Nurse Lady has also been transferred out of the Linguang Palace, from the East China Sea back to Baling, until today, goodbye to the old man in front of the biological mother, the joy is overflowing.

"Milk Mother comes in, I just want to see you."

The maid lifted the curtain, and the nurse came in, picked up the bowl of medicine, and handed it to Kunjiao.

"Mother said you went back to your hometown, what happened? When the nurse encounters difficulties, Hugh has to hide it and make the decision for the nurse. Borrowing Kunjiao's hand, Yuan Lingjun drank half of it, stopped the bowl and asked.

The nurse thanked her, and suddenly dressed up and bowed to Yuan Lingjun.

Such a big gift is incomprehensible. Yuan Lingjun glanced at Lu Yaoxue, Lu Yaoxue shook his head blankly and turned his face away.

Yuan Lingjun helped her with a hand: "Nurse please get up, you used to be a lonely breastfeeder, quite a half-mother, you don't have to do this heavy ceremony." ”

There were tears in her eyes: "Lord." The concubine Jungu was seriously ill, and the concubine was allowed to return to her hometown on leave to see the disease, and now that the Jungu is fine, the concubine rushed back to the palace to resume her post, the family is fine, and the concubine is not in much difficulty, but ......"

The nurse looked left and right for a while, and suddenly felt that the sovereign was in a worrying situation, and she didn't feel sad in her heart, and wiped her tears with her sleeves, "It's just that the sovereign's chronic illness is so strict, and there is no cure for it, and every time he gets sick, he will have to suffer from pain, and the sovereign is young, how can he live like this for a long time!" ”

"When the seasons change, the body will always be unwell, and the nurse should worry about it." Yuan Ling didn't think so, and drank the decoction under the dodging gaze of the nurse.

The milk maid's face was gloomy, and she didn't dare to step forward to say what was in her heart, so she had to lie on the ground, "The lord must take care of his body!" ”

"With the imperial doctor by his side, there will be no big problem, although the nurse can rest assured."

"Yes, but the imperial doctor......" looked at the few people outside the curtain, and the nurse withdrew her gaze in fear, her hands twisted back and forth, like sitting on pins and needles, "Concubine, concubine ......" The nurse couldn't cry, as if she had a thousand words to say, and swallowed the words to her mouth. The helplessness and pain of not being able to confide in person made her feel both sad and resentful.

"Has the Lord run out of medicine? If you run out of milk, retreat, your concubine should arrive. ”

Gong's face was displeased. She stayed in it for too long, talked too much, and was not interested.

"The concubine is rude." The nurse fell to the ground and pleaded guilty, and her tears fell one by one, "The auspicious period of the lord is imminent, and the concubine should celebrate the lord, but she has tears in front of the lord, which really shouldn't be." ”

Joy is a good thing, but she doesn't look good, but looks sad and worried.

Yuan Lingjun was full of suspicion, and handed the used medicine bowl back to the outstretched hands of the nurse.

"Be careful." Lu Yaoxue suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone was shocked. She took it and watched as the medicine bowl fell out of thin air, shattered on the floor tiles, and fell apart.

Yuan Lingjun's face changed drastically, her cheeks were red like fire, she wanted to speak, but she was stuck in her throat.

Who's hurting her? Who's harming whom? It is definitely not a nurse, the nurse is innocent and dies for others. Without thinking much about it, Yuan Lingjun suddenly leaned forward and fell to the ground and spewed out a mouthful of thick black blood.

"-Lord!" "Doctor, doctor."

The imperial physician's maids poured into the curtain, surrounded Yuan Lingjun, and the 90,000 and others who were guarding outside the hall also rushed over.

There was chaos in the room.

"You've done something in the lord's medicine." Gong's eyes quickly clamped down on the nipple and pressed her to the ground.

The nurse was confused: "The concubine is innocent, how could the concubine poison and murder the monarch, I hope the monarch will see it." ”

"Discerning? The evidence is ironclad, how to be innocent? ”

Fan Guifei, who had a high bun and cloudy sideburns, appeared in front of the palace gate, twisting beads and standing quietly.

"It's you, you're going to kill me!"

Looking at the resentful eyes of the nurse, Fan Guifei paced to the front: "I kill you a slave is like crushing an ant to death, why bother to run and toss like this, you are smart but mistaken by cleverness." "Slanted to the confidant palace envoy," the grandmother deliberately murdered the king, and the death penalty was inevitable, so she was escorted out and killed with a cane. ”

The palace envoy received the order and summoned the guards over.

The life and death of the lord is uncertain, and Fan Guifei wants to ask her for her guilt at this time, and no one will protect her. In despair, the guards took her.

"Fan Jiang, Fan Jiang...... You damn poisonous woman. The maid was dragged out by the attendant, cursing all the way, "You kill the concubine's family, plot to kill the young king, the concubine will never let you go, after the concubine dies, she will turn into a ghost, and stop you on the beam every night, so that you can't survive, and you can't ...... death."

Concubine Fan looked at the dark night sky and said contemptuously: "I really want to see what you look like when you become a powerful ghost." ”

The woman's resentful curses faded away, and as the whining night wind disappeared in the South Palace, the huge crows perched on the tops, blending with the night, and several raccoon cats were frightened, and they all rushed down the high wall, and the long cries rose and fell in the depths of the woods.