There was a black cloud above Lin'an City, and in the gray mist, the majestic owl beast was faintly visible. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Pingshan Palace, where the door of the palace was wide open, was heavily guarded, and the guards held their breath and did not squint. After a while, someone in the hall walked out quickly, and said in a deep voice to the ninety thousand people waiting outside the hall: "Where is she?" Bring her up. ”

90,000 were ordered to pick up people, and the rest of the courtiers outside the hall all took a breath of cool air, and when they saw the emperor leaving in anger, they didn't dare to follow. King Lan was seriously injured and his life was on the verge of death, and the main instruct was that Princess Yang Zhai would be more auspicious this time.

Yang Zhai was pushed out, stumbling, and almost tripping. Yuan Lingjun didn't look at it, and went straight to the high level to stand, although she had tried her best to restrain her anger, her face was gloomy or terrifying.

Obviously, Yang Zhai has been tortured, his hair is unkempt, his face is covered with blood and dirt, and there is no trace of the beautiful and conceited imperial princess in Su Ri. The internal supervisor pressed her to kneel, and the ten nails that were tightly clutching the floor tiles were seriously deformed, and her hands were drenched in blood, which was unbearable.

Seeing Yuan Lingjun standing tall at a glance, Yang Zhai raised his eyebrows, took a mouthful of phlegm, and his arrogance did not decrease by half, "Yuan Lingjun, you killed your sister and killed your sister, you are ruthless, you will not die well, I am watching you from the sky, your future retribution will be a hundred times more tragic than mine, I will not let you go......"

She screamed, saliva pouring out of her mouth and blood all over her jaw.

Yuan Lingjun ignored her vicious curse at all, and spit out two words with an expressionless face, "Execution." ”

The two elderly palace maids immediately stepped forward, and the two of them were strong and burly, and their strength could be seen. One of them was holding a wooden plate with a white silk stacked on the plate.

Yang Zhai kept struggling, her instinct for survival was so strong that the two inner eunuchs couldn't hold her back, making her break free of her shackles and crash into Yuan Lingjun frantically.

There were 90,000 guards in front of her, and Yang Zhai couldn't get close, so the internal supervisor caught up and held it down again, dragging her a few feet away. Yang Zhai couldn't break free, and began to kick his feet hard, scolding.

The foul language was unbearable, and an inner supervisor was so shocked that he didn't know what to do, and hurriedly gagged her, Yuan Lingjun stopped: "People who are about to die, it is better to stay and walk the Huangquan Road with so much strength." ”

"Why are you too anxious, you really don't care about your sister's feelings...... How can there be such a vicious person as you in the world? Yang Zhai burst into tears, his originally beautiful voice was hoarse and dark, and the blood stains on his face were meandering with tears, and he was embarrassed, but he had a pitiful face.

It's a pity that she won't be merciful, even if she is a sister by blood.

Yuan Lingjun sneered, and reprimanded angrily: "You don't feel disgusting to talk to me about sisterhood." Have you ever asked yourself if you ever thought that we were sisters every time you came to kill me? You hurt King Lan, even if you cut it with a thousand knives, it is not enough to relieve the hatred in my heart. ”

Yang Zhai was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed, "I said that I would make you miserable, but I didn't expect that God would still be very fair to me, at least I could take the life of your loved one by the way." ”

"Wishful thinking, your plot will not succeed." Raised his hand to clasp her chin, attached it to her ear, gritted his teeth and said, "This kind of death can still save your last face as a princess, instead of allowing you to insult me, if you are willing to give up under the punishment of five horses, I can fulfill you immediately, but that kind of death is not an ordinary ugly ......"

Yang Zhai lay on the ground softly, looked at her with wide eyes, and the tears no longer welled up.

Bai Aya slowly wrapped around her neck, tightening it a little bit, Yang Zhai gave up the struggle, turned his back to the sky, and laughed loudly, "I don't regret it, Yuan Lingjun, I'm waiting for you on the Huangquan Road......"

When she woke up from a nightmare, she was still lying in front of the desk, buried in a mountain of twists and turns.

The day is about to enter the night, and in the cold season, the fire in the temple is burning vigorously, and her face is red.

I can't remember how many times I dreamed of Yang Zhai being executed. The purple and swollen face, the deep strangulation marks on the neck, and the helpless and sad sigh when the monarch's father arrived, and the back of the sad turn.

Half a year has passed, the damned ones are dead, and the Jin Palace has gradually returned to its former calm and peacefulness, and she, every night has become long and hard.

She always remembered that one of the two grandmothers grabbed Bai Aya's end and dragged it to both sides, Yang Zhai didn't snort, her cheeks were purple and hideous, and her tightly clenched fists exposed her pain of suffocation.

Yang Zhai is right, she has a way to make herself miserable, and she really does what she says.

If Hu Ji hadn't opened his eyes and shot that arrow...... Although Qu Yi saved his life, he lingered on the sick bed and held a fan all year round and endured the torment of illness. Even if Wu Anhou exterminated the Hell Green Crow and Hu Ji was sentenced to death, she couldn't make Qu Yi like an ordinary person.

Yuan Lingjun crouched on the desk and gasped for a while, and then went to flip through the book, and his eyes were blurry for a moment, and it was difficult to distinguish the outline of the real thing.

During this period of time, the condition has been repeated, the body is getting worse, and the time is running out, and Jiu'an is still young.

In the past, there was Prime Minister Qu Yi, and she had nothing to worry about, but now Qu Yi is seriously ill, and there is no one to help her.

Tucking away the sweat on his forehead, Yuan Ling calmed down, and picked up the red pen again to correct the music.

Wu An waited for Huo Qi to enter the hall, and the emperor who was immersed in the music did not notice it at all, and when she encountered a problem, she sometimes frowned, sometimes rubbed her eyes, Huo Qi saw it clearly, and did not say anything.

Kunjiao came in at dusk, and saw Wu Anhou standing motionless under the pillar, in a fixed state, and couldn't help but feel strange, "You don't need to stay overnight, why don't you return to the house?" ”

There is no need to stay overnight under the imperial history.

Huo Qi thought about how to respond, and Yuan Lingjun had already raised his head from behind the human-tall book.

"It's the gentleman who is here, sit down."

Kunjiao took the pot from the stove and prepared the cloth tea, Huo Qi gathered his sleeves and sat down at the nearest Yin seat, "The minister is in the palace, and I see that there are still lights in the hall, come and have a look." It's night, and your majesty still hasn't rested? ”

"Well, I'll go back to Zitai after reviewing the music of the past few days." The inner supervisor helped her to sit up and put a cushion behind her.

Huo Qi raised his eyes and saw that when he was approaching the delivery period, his belly under the cover of the silk clothes was round and huge, and his body was getting heavier and heavier.

The maid moved to the table, and Yuan Ling took the tendons and scooped the soup slowly and methodically. She ate her meal very slowly, Huo Qi saw it in her eyes, and the fist in her sleeve couldn't help but clench a little. According to the imperial doctor, because her health and mood were so bad, she could barely eat, but she forced herself to eat four meals and eat a certain amount of food.

The gaze on the other side was a little hot, Yuan Lingjun lowered his head, took a small sip of soup, and inadvertently remembered Lu Yaoxue's words "Wu'an Hou has ill intentions and covets His Majesty".

Is Lu Yaoxue too worried, or is it really something?

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but express the question in her heart, "As you get older, why don't you marry a woman for a long time?" If there is something unspeakable, or if there is someone you like who is not easy to say, I can make the decision for you. ”

Wu Anhou, who has always been indifferent and unkind, was shocked, and there was a trace of shame on his face, he coughed lightly, and replied: "The minister is old, and he has been stationed in the East China Sea all the year round, and he doesn't want to delay other girls." ”

Yuan Lingjun smiled faintly, holding the spoon and fiddling with the wall of the bowl, although he still had doubts in his heart, he finally stopped making a sound.

After finishing the concert in the middle of the night, I returned to Zitai, changed my clothes and removed my makeup, washed up, and went to rest on the bed.

Qu Yi was still asleep, only waking up once in the morning, using half a bowl of gruel, and never woke up again.

He couldn't eat half of the food, how could he eat it himself.

Yuan Lingjun climbed onto the couch and lay quietly on Qu Yi's side, holding a pair of bony hands in the palm of his hand and covering his chest, feeling the coldness of the bones, no matter how he covered it, it was not hot, and unconsciously, tears rolled down and wet the pillow.

"Mingyu, you're crying again." His eyes were as bright as ever, and even in the dark of night, they seemed to dispel the fear and gloom in his heart.

He moved his fingertips, trying to wipe away her tears, Yuan Lingjun grabbed his fingers, and his tone was excited, "Childe must get better quickly, the court can't do without you, and I can't do without you, and the little ape, and him." ”

She put his hand on the bulging belly, and the fetus in the womb seemed to sense her father's care, gently agitating in the palm of her hand to convey her heart.

"I've been dreaming these days, the good and the bad, it's all when I was young, and you, how naughty you were back then, no one can do anything about you......" He covered her hand, his breath was faint, "Call him Songting." ”

Yuan Lingjun burst into tears, Qu Yi hugged her and whispered in his ear, "I'll help you tomorrow, be stronger, Mingyu." ”

Her only wish is to make Qu Yi better, how can she really let him be burdened by the court again. He has been helping her for half his life, never stopping to rest, and she will have to carry the burden herself for the next half of her life.

Under the interweaving of self-blame and remorse, Yuan Lingjun made himself extremely busy and irritable, and the courtiers trembled and did not dare to get tired.

The Fan family committed a crime, the regime was unified, the court underwent a great purge, many court officials who were related to the Fan family were implicated, and their homes were exterminated.

However, seeing the annihilation of his relatives, Fan Ying was tormented and committed suicide, and the servants found out in time, and there was a breath of air when he was saved, Yuan Lingjun learned that he was dismissed, and ordered him and his clan to move out of Lin'an and go to the northern counties to serve as Taishou.

The turmoil in the Fan family calmed down, and then Prime Minister Lin Zhen also returned to his hometown, Chen Ju sent him out of Beijing, and when he returned to the palace to pay the decree, he handed over a box of dried lotus seeds to His Majesty when the old prime minister asked him to transfer.

The old prime minister, who has been with her for more than 20 springs and summers, almost cried bitterly, and asked her to take care of her life.

Lotus seed, pity.

Holding a box of air-dried lotus seeds, Yuan Ling was shocked and sad.

Yu Kang said on his deathbed that she was not the emperor's material, but fortunately, she had the help of virtuous ministers. In just over ten years, several loyal and virtuous ministers who supported her have left one after another, and now even Lin Zhen has left.

The imperial physician advised: "Your Majesty, don't get angry, lest you get poisoned. ”

If you don't want to be angry, you can only be busy, Yuan Ling goes back and forth between Qianchao and Zitai every day, busy like a spinning top.

Emperor Taishang helped several times during his period, but after all, he was old and incapable of many things, and the prince's position was embarrassing.

When the spring is vacant, the emperor will appoint someone as the prince, and the ministers will listen around to the news.

Finally, the will was handed down, the emperor's eldest son Ying Xing was named King Yan, and a mansion in the most prosperous area of Changming was given to King Yan as the palace.

With the assistance of Chen Ju and others, the imperial court gradually recovered its vitality, and seeing that the Jin State General was in a new mood, Yuan Lingjun's physical condition was getting worse and worse. (To be continued.) )