Mu Chenjun hugged Yan Xi tightly and walked out of the Jade Pavilion quickly, and Tai Hong frowned and followed behind Mu Chenjun, feeling very unhappy, obviously why did he let others hold him as his future princess, there were too many people just now, and Tan Tai Hong also cared about Yan Xi, so he didn't think much about it.

Now the three of them walked in the long corridor, and there were no outsiders, and he suddenly felt unhappy in his heart, staring at the people in front of him with a gloomy face.

"Hey, hey......" Yu Taihong yelled at Mu Chenjun's handsome figure.

The loud voice was extremely loud under the night sky, but Mu Chenjun didn't seem to hear his words, and walked forward without looking back.

Seeing that Mu Chenjun ignored him, Yutaihong was completely angry, strode up to Mu Chenjun, and glanced at Yan Xi, who was sleeping peacefully in Mu Chenjun's arms.

"Hand her over." The voice sounded calm, but it contained anger.

Mu Chenjun's eyes raised, the corners of his mouth were coldly hooked, revealing a faint smile.

"Do you think that Yan Xi will die of illness, you don't see that she is wet. If you're really for her good, don't argue. ”

Yu Taihong was furious, and his face was pale.

"Why didn't this king do her good, she is the future princess of this king. Mu Houye, you hold her like this, but it damages her reputation. Who the hell doesn't know for her good. ”

Tang Taihong finished his words without stopping, and his tone was full of condemnation for Mu Chenjun.

The muscles on Mu Chenjun's face twitched slightly, staring at the violently pounding Taihong, and he wanted to laugh in his heart, but he endured it and ignored him. He casually hugged Yan Xi and crossed the Taihong, and walked straight forward.

Tang Taihong did not stop Mu Chenjun. But I was furious in my heart, and I was very dissatisfied, so I could only say coldly.

"You wait for the king."

Mu Chenjun was farting at all. A sneer appeared on his beautiful face, and he threw down a sentence defiantly.

"You also know that Yan Xi is your future princess, the meaning is not obvious, it is the future. Then who can say clearly about the future, I don't think you know it yourself! Then what qualifications do you have to shout here, or don't let others think that you are pestering Imperial Doctor Yan. ”

Mu Chenjun's words are poisonous and ruthless enough. He was so angry that he couldn't find any words to refute Mu Chenjun.

He is a dignified prince, if people know that he is so unreasonable. Like a child, I don't know how many people's big teeth will laugh off. He suddenly became calm, and followed behind Mu Chenjun expressionlessly.

Mu Chenjun is a person who practices martial arts. Soon arrived at the Fengxia Palace. The footsteps of the two have not yet stepped into the Fengxia Palace. Yu Taihong ordered loudly.

"Come on, go and prepare hot water for Imperial Doctor Yan and get clean clothes."

When the people in Fengxia Hall saw two people with power leaning towards the government and the opposition, and their power should not be underestimated, they were stunned at first, and then they heard the voice of Taihong, and they went down to prepare for Yan Xi.

――――

The lights are shining. The atmosphere in the dazzling imperial study was deadly silent.

The emperor in the dragon robe looked sad and sat in front of the dragon case a little tired. The eyes are a little fluttering, making it impossible to see through what the Ninety-Five Venerable is thinking.

Gonggong Zhao knelt with a heavy face, he brought back the news of Concubine Lan's death, the emperor didn't say a word, the whole person seemed to have been hit, but it didn't seem to have been hit, he couldn't see any anger, he was very calm.

Zhao Gonggong couldn't guess what the emperor was thinking, and he couldn't talk nonsense at the moment, so he could only kneel quietly and wait for the emperor to speak.

There was a long dead silence in the imperial study in the middle of the night, and after about half a century, the emperor finally had a reaction.

"Spread my will to bury Concubine Lan."

Zhao Gonggong understood, kowtowing heavily.

"Old slave, go now."

Gonggong Zhao got up and glanced at the emperor in front of the dragon case with his eyes, I don't know if it was his mental effect, or something else.

He suddenly found that the emperor's temples had a little gray hair, and the whole person instantly aged a little.

The high-spirited emperor seemed to be old, and people couldn't see his brilliance anymore.

Although the emperor didn't love Concubine Lan, he still liked Concubine Lan in his heart, after all, he had been by his side for many years. If a normal person loses one thing he likes, he will also be sad for a long time.

What's more, it's the emperor who is lonely and no one understands! There is one less concubine who understands himself by his side, how can he not be sad or sad.

Gonggong Zhao felt sorry for Concubine Lan and felt even more sad for the emperor.

Although he is the leader of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, he has never enjoyed the taste of power, and since he ascended the throne, he has been in order to unify the world.

made so many sacrifices and tolerated them, and as a result, even the woman they loved couldn't protect.

What a bleak, sad thing it is.

Gonggong Zhao sighed in his heart and retreated respectfully with everyone. In the imperial study, only the emperor was left sitting alone, and the height was unbearable, maybe it was like this, only loneliness.

――

The lights are bright, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the candles are swaying.

Xiang Guifei, who was pale but still showing a gorgeous color, leaned on the soft couch with her head in her hand, and the palace people beside her waited carefully, and did not dare to disturb her.

Sick, she still exudes beauty and bewildering brilliance under the orange light.

Concubine Xiang took Yan Xi's medicine, and the pain on her body was reduced by a few points, and now she completely believed Yan Xi's words, and she would die soon.

The beautiful eyelashes like butterfly wings fluttered gently, revealing the uneasiness and panic in her heart.

Anyone will panic in the face of death, not to mention that she has always had no worries about food and clothing, and enjoys all the glory and wealth.

Late at night, the palace people left a faint lamp to illuminate the dormitory, so they all retreated, leaving Xiang Guifei alone in the dormitory.

Everyone knows that since Xiang Guifei knew that she would not live long, she rarely spoke, rarely instructed the palace people to do anything, they themselves came to serve automatically, and when they did a good job, they went to wait outside the palace.

After the palace people retreated, the entire dormitory was so quiet that the sound of needles falling could almost be heard, and Concubine Xiang squinted her eyes slightly, she was a little sleepy.

"Xiang'er."

A familiar voice came slowly, Xiang Guifei thought that there was an auditory hallucination, she shook her head hard, and the corners of her mouth showed a cold self-deprecation.

How could it be Brother Jin, she hadn't heard Brother Jin's voice for a long, long time.

How many years has it been? She doesn't remember, she only knows that she has been trapped in Ziwei Palace for half her life, and she tastes joys and sorrows, ups and downs, and tastes all by herself.

"Xiang'er ......"

The familiar voice still sounded in her ears, and Xiang Guifei suddenly bounced up from the soft couch, her face showing a hint of doubt.

"Brother Jin......"

She shouted at the source of the voice.

Her voice floated in the night sky, and the palace people outside the dormitory heard Xiang Guifei get up and hurriedly broke in.

"Concubine Niangniang, are you having a nightmare?"

Concubine Xiang pushed away and stepped forward to comfort her palace people.

"If this palace wants to go out for a walk, don't come with any of you." (To be continued......)