Luo Xi has been depressed since he returned to the General's Mansion, maybe he just found a friend, and in the end he didn't have it, so he felt a little lost and sad.

In contrast, Luo Ji seemed much calmer, Luo Xi kept staring at Luo Ji, watching him read a book for a while and write for a while, no different from usual.

"Brother, aren't you sad?" Luo Xi held his head in his hand, tilted his head and asked,

"Sad about what?" Luo Ji finished speaking, and turned another page of the book.

"Forget it."

Luo Xi wanted to complain about something, but he felt that it was too late to say anything, after all, it was an order from the Holy Lord himself, but suddenly there was no one chattering around him, and he became so lonely.

"Ahem, cough~!"

The cool breeze poured in from the window, Luo Xi couldn't help coughing, every time the weather turned cold, Luo Xi was cold, Luo Ji picked up the clothes next to him and put them on Luo Xi's body, "You go back to the house!" If you're not in good health, don't move around. ”

"Hmm!" After Luo Xi finished speaking, he got up and was about to leave, "How is Brother Xian?" Haven't you seen a headache yet? ”

"Well, in a few days it will be the death of the Queen Mother, Your Majesty is depressed in his heart, and it is estimated that it will take a long time to recover."

Luo Ji also sighed after speaking, it has been almost half a month since he returned to the palace, and His Majesty still hasn't seen anyone, and he doesn't know what the situation is.

"If Luo Xiaozhu is here, I think Brother Xian may be relieved, she can always make the people around her happy......"

Thinking of this, Luo Xi couldn't help coughing a few times, Luo Ji just patted her back, didn't say anything more, and sent Luo Xi back to his room.

Luo Ji looked at the peach blossoms in the garden, but also a moment of amazement, he walked to the peach blossom tree, picked up the flute pipe in his hand and blew up, the cool breeze blew off, blowing off the petals, and lifted his hair......

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Although the cold wind was gusting outside, the entire imperial garden did not know how many petals had been blown off, and the palace maids and eunuchs had all thickened their clothes, and the busy scene seemed to have nothing to do with the Heart Cultivation Palace.

Xian Xian was lying on the bench with his head propped up, the whole heart hall was very warm, which made people a little lazy, and Father-in-law Fuxi poked the charcoal of the stove with a fire pole to maintain the temperature in the room.

"Fuxi, what's going on with what you're asking you to investigate?" Xian Xian asked lightly,

"I hope Your Majesty will forgive me, Fuxi is not doing things effectively, and I haven't found any clues yet." Fuxi immediately fell to his knees,

"Let's get flat!" After Xian Xian finished speaking, he sighed helplessly, "When the family was beheaded, there was no clue left. I can't blame you if you can't find me. ”

"I hope Your Majesty will take care of the dragon's body."

Fuxi is not unaware of the depth of the impact of this incident on Xianxian, more than ten years ago, the family was beheaded all over the house, and it has a direct relationship with him.

During the reign of the first emperor, the harem concubines competed for favor, and Xianxian was implicated, and the family that had the grace to raise Xianxian was framed, and overnight, the whole house, together with the family, was beheaded, and at that time, Xianxian was only 8 years old.

Seeing everything, the young heart suffered a great blow, and once went on a hunger strike and almost died, thanks to the daily enlightenment of Concubine Zhen, he began to eat, but the shadow has remained until now.

But at that time, it was too desperate, and there was no clue left, and the people involved in this matter disappeared one after another, and it was not easy to overturn the case?

Xian Xian took out the earrings that he took off Luo Xiaozhu's ears and fell into deep thought, maybe he also remembered Luo Xiaozhu who was always chattering, right?

"Go check and check, does Luo Xiaozhu have any relatives?"

When Fu Xi was ordered to retire, Xian Xian said, "Take this, her family should know this token." With that, he put the earrings in his hand on the table, and got up and went back to the inner sanctum.

Fuki picked up the earrings on the table, looked at them carefully, carefully placed them in his sleeve, and left.

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After Qifu returned home, he remembered who that Sima Yu was, he was busy with other things recently, and he forgot about this person, and it was this person who was nosy in this draft.

"What is Sima Yu's official position now?" Qifu asked Qitai on the side,

"I used to be a cabinet scholar, but now I seem to have been sent by the emperor to the Jiangnan area and made a minister."

After Qitai finished speaking, he was still a little indignant, and slapped the table, "Lu Yan has a lot of friendship with me, but he lost his life because of this incident, this Sima Yu is clearly against us." Dad, did you see that? His arrogance in front of us today did not take us seriously at all. ”

"Does he think that if he finds the emperor to support him, he can do whatever he wants? Guy who doesn't think he's going to be able to do anything. ”

Qifu picked up the teacup on the side and took a leisurely sip, "He will slowly understand who is the master of this world." Tai'er, you go to see your uncle, Lu Yan is his most beloved nephew, you have to go to visit him and comfort his old man. ”

"Got it, Dad, Tai'er will leave for Jiangnan immediately." After saying that, Qitai retreated first.

After Qitai left, Qifu took out a bracelet from his pocket, and his expression became a little solemn.

"Zhen'er, in a while it will be your death. As a brother, you can only see things and think about people, you are so kind, you should be able to understand as a brother, many things are a last resort. If you have knowledge under the spring, you should bless your brother with smooth sailing, and you can have fewer souls. ”

After Qifu muttered to himself, his expression returned to the terrifying way he had been at the beginning, for him, all those who stood in the way of him becoming emperor were worthy of death, even if it was his own flesh and blood. If you are not ruthless, no husband, which emperor's country is not laid down by stepping on the corpse?

"How's the condition?" Qifu asked the guards standing in the shadows,

"I heard from the imperial doctor that this disease is staggered in my heart, and there is no cure for it." The guard replied,

"On the surface, he pretends to be indifferent, but he has a head attack at this time every year, and it seems that the child is still a child, and he will miss his mother."

Qifu sneered and handed over the bracelet in his hand, "Take this to Xian'er, this is her mother's thing when she was alive, I can give him some comfort." ”

On the surface, showing his uncle's care for his nephew is actually just reopening the wound of Jian Xian, and then warmly warning him that the people who stand in his way will not end well. When this bracelet is seen, it is estimated that it will be more of a headache.

The cold wind outside the house rustled the leaves, and in a remote courtyard in the palace, because the door was not closed tightly, the door was squeaked by the wind, like a helpless sigh of a person.

The courtyard is overgrown with weeds, and the inner hall is also full of dust and cobwebs, it turns out that the courtyard that Luo Xiaozhu accidentally slipped into was the cold palace that Concubine Zhen had been beaten into before, and the portrait on the wall of the inner hall was Empress Qizhen, the biological mother of Xianxian, and the title of queen was canonized after she died.

But why is it so bleak?