At night, the moonlight is charming and the evening breeze caresses.

The mansion of the eighth prince is brightly lit, the whole palace is like daylight, and hundreds of people up and down the mansion are all waiting with twelve points of spirit, and they dare not take it lightly, for fear that one will lose his head if he is not careful.

The Qinghe Garden is unusually quiet, so quiet that you can hear the sound of people or even, or nervous breathing, and the girls in the palace are silent, standing neatly in the garden on standby, waiting for the master's orders at any time.

As soon as the breeze passed, the lights swayed, the shadows of the trees swayed, and under the clear moonlight like water, the whole palace was full of mysterious atmosphere, which was a little weird.

In the concubine's room, Taihong's face turned blue, the corners of his lips were as thick as a knife and axe, and his eyes were full of murderous intent and stared straight at the imperial doctors who were prostrate on the ground.

The imperial doctors were silent, cold sweat flowed, their bodies trembled slightly, and they didn't dare to squeak, so they could only hang their heads, for fear that if they said the wrong thing, they would be executed by the angry Tang Taihong.

For a while, the quiet room could clearly hear the rustle of leaves in the wind.

Yu Taihong quickly restrained his killing intent, and set his eyes on the person on the bed, his eyes instantly became gentle, as if the spring breeze could transform people.

I saw the core concubine on the bed, described as withered, her body was as thin as firewood, and her breathing was weak like the sun in winter, which would disappear soon.

His heart ached, and his face was full of sorrow.

"Mother, mother."

But no matter how much he called, the man on the bed remained motionless, as if asleep, and paid no attention to him.

With a "plop", Taihong suddenly knelt in front of the bed. He straightened his back, and his tearful eyes turned to look at the person on the bed, and he was fine in the morning. Although the whole person looked sick, it was not so frightening, bloodless, lifeless, like a dead man, if it weren't for the faint breathing sound to remind him, the mother was still alive. He almost thought that his mother was dead, and tears slowly flowed out of his eyes, and it turned out that the iron-blooded man was facing his biological mother. There is also a tender side.

In the quiet room, he could clearly hear his sobbing, and the people who were waiting in the room did not dare to breathe and held their breath. Sweating profusely, he waited.

For a long time. Everyone heard the slightly hoarse voice of Taihong, and it sounded faintly.

"What did you just say? What is the condition of this princess? "It sounded like a non-wavering voice, with a chill to the bone.

With Yan Xi's experience, all the imperial doctors heard the voice of Taihong's questioning, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble, and they kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Ask the prince to spare his life, he is incompetent."

Taihong's shiny eyes, which were as black as black ink, closed slightly to reveal a fierce color, and the green tendons on his forehead floated and twitched slightly. It's almost violent.

"Say ......"

The doctors immediately kowtowed like pounded garlic and begged for mercy.

"Incompetent. Concubine She, who has no medicine and no soul, has no power to return to the sky, please mourn the prince's day. ”

"What did you say?" The sound of anger resounded throughout the sky, lingering over the palace for a long time.

Inside and outside the house, the people inside and outside the house were instantly frightened and trembled, and they didn't dare to slack off, and they mustered up one hundred and twenty points of spirit to face the emergency.

Although the imperial doctors were afraid, they did not dare to deceive in any way, so they could only tell the truth.

"Lord Wang, you have done your best, and you will mourn and change."

Tan Taihong almost didn't believe his ears, his face turned blue and white for a while, revealing a terrible expression, his mother was hopeless and was going to leave him.

He was raised by the queen when he was a child, and although the woman was very good to him, she almost did everything he wanted, and indulged him in anything.

At that time, he didn't understand, the more unscrupulous he was to do something infamous, it would only make his father disgusted with him.

If it weren't for Aunt Mo risking her death to stop him from doing some ridiculous things, I'm afraid he would already be in hell today.

The woman told him how his own mother had abandoned him for self-preservation, and how she had disgusted him.

He believed it at the time and rejected his biological mother in his heart, and it was not until after the death of his father and the crown prince's brother that he learned all the truth.

He knew that Aunt Mo, who secretly protected him every day, was entrusted by her mother, and it was her mother who saved her many times when she was facing death and life.

And the woman who was good to herself on the surface was just pushing him into a desperate situation step by step, pushing him into the road of death.

In despair, Taihong seemed to recall what Yan Xi said.

"You can let other imperial doctors try it, within one day the concubine will turn purple and show the symptoms of a dead person, and the concubine will die in two days, but if you want me to save it, I can't save it." Human life is at stake, and any chance should be tried, not rejected, and watching your loved ones leave you. ”

In an instant, he was like thunder, suddenly bouncing up, like crazy, ignoring everyone's surprised eyes, he urgently lifted the quilt covering the core concubine, and rolled up the sleeve of the core concubine.

Concubine Xin's thin hands with only bones were impressively displayed in his eyes, and sure enough, as Yan Xi said, his mother was purple and thin like firewood.

His heart trembled slightly, his pale face passed a faint color of ecstasy, he restrained the excitement in his heart, and said urgently while helping Concubine Xin cover the quilt.

"Come on, prepare a car for this king."

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Yan Xi was imprisoned in a dark prison, countless shouts of injustice, countless miserable screams filled her ears, although she was very scared, but she suddenly felt that she had chosen the right one.

At least she didn't hurt people, didn't hurt the innocent, this is her principle of life.

She wasn't worried that she would die in the prison, she knew that Taihong would definitely let herself out, whether it was for Concubine Xin's illness or for something else.

Taihong didn't dare to kill her, because behind her was the queen, and if she was killed directly, she would be openly provoking the queen.

At least in order to give herself a step down, at most she will suffer from flesh and skin, and she will not take her life.

Thinking about it here, Yan Xi's anger calmed down a lot, and she sat in the cell with her fingers on her fingers, although every minute made her feel tormented, but she was at least at ease.

I don't know how long it took, she fell asleep groggily, and there was still a miserable cry in her ears, she was used to it, and she didn't want to pay attention to it.

It's dark, and the prison with countless points is still dim, and her heart can't be calm at this moment, she thinks that Concubine Xin can't live tomorrow, so thinking about it, she can't help but stand up, knock on the door of the cell, and roar.

"Hey, hey, someone."

Seeing that Yan Xi was restless, the jailer picked up the whip and whipped it on Yan Xi.

"What's the noise, settle down."

"Hiss......" Yan Xi stroked the skin in the quilt and groaned softly, and then she endured the pain and shouted.

"Can you go to the palace and report to the eighth prince, Concubine Xin's illness can't be delayed......"

Before Yan Xi could finish her words, the jailer walked to her cell with a smile and looked at Yan Xi with a confused face.

"Okay, wow, unless you are a concubine, I won't consider going down and not reporting."

Yan Xi's face was disdainful, he glared at the jailer coldly, and said angrily.

"Dreaming."

With that, she ignored the jailer and sat back down.

The jailer sneered coldly.

"Phew, who do you think you are, you will die soon, you are arrogant, you beg me, I am happy to let you go for the rest of your life, if you provoke me, I will send you on the road in advance."

Yan Xi ignored the jailer, the jailer became more and more angry, arrogant, he took out the key, and looked at Yan Xi with a lewd/evil face.

"You, what do you want to do?" Yan Xi stood up abruptly and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Hey...... "The jailer laughed lewdly, as if to say, what do you think I want to do?" (To be continued......)