In March, peach blossoms hang on the branches. The sky above Kyoto is dyed a deep shade of red, like fire, and it is so gorgeous that it is not good. And the wind slowly gathered from the fiery sky, and kept passing through the window lattice, and enveloping the people in the room.

Xie Shuning leaned weakly against the window, looking at the sky from afar, shivering by the wind of early spring. She coughed heavily. Yun Jin covered his mouth, but he couldn't hide the heart-rending cough at all. Every sound almost exhausted her strength.

"Mother-mother-mother-"

Suddenly, the closed door opened. The little boy in the royal blue silk jacket staggered in, his round eyes wide open, and his hands and feet tried to pounce into her arms.

It's Brother Zhen!

Xie Shuning coughed while hurriedly asking people to stop her son.

She was very sick and sick, and she was afraid that she would give Brother Zhen'er, so she didn't call him close on weekdays. So the big girl Yuebai and Lu Nong quickly stepped forward, and one of them stopped him.

"Mother, don't you like Zhen'er? Why don't you hold on to it? The little child cried out with his mouth curled and tears in his eyes.

Xie Shuning's heart was about to break when she heard this, but the itching in her throat did not subside at all with the coughing one after another, but became more and more unbearable. She coughed and bent over, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, and she couldn't get words out of her mouth.

She heard Yuebai crying and said to Brother Zhen'er: "Lord Shizi, Madame is still sick, you should be obedient." ”

But Brother Zhen hasn't seen her for a long time, so where will he listen to Yuebai's persuasion.

"Zhen'er......" She couldn't, so she had to struggle to straighten up, trying to stop the itching in her throat, and persuaded in a dumb voice, "You are obedient...... Wait, wait, wait for the mother's illness...... Okay, let's ......"

At this point, her voice paused, and she suddenly couldn't speak anymore.

The four-year-old child had a bitter face, and finally held back the tears in his eyes, and said loudly: "Okay, Zhen'er is obedient, and my mother should get better soon!" The mother had to take the medicine obediently, and when she was cured, she would take Zhen'er to fly a kite. ”

Xie Shuning didn't turn her head, tears poured down her eyes, and she couldn't stop it.

"Lord Shizi, is it okay for the slave to lead you back?" Midori asked softly as she bent down.

Brother Zhen answered, and was led out of the door by Lu Nong step by step.

When the small figure disappeared from in front of him, Xie Shuning loosened his clenched teeth and cried bitterly.

Except for her poor son, who else in this house does not know that she is not long dead?

She hated herself for being useless, hating herself for poisoning. If she wasn't useless, how could a small chill evolve into what it is now?

At that time, Yan Huai, the prince of Chengguo, was gaining power, and his power was tilted towards the government and the opposition.

The Xie family offended him before, and now they can only steal peace, and they have long been like a dying struggle in the eyes of everyone. Lin Yuanzhi was afraid that he would be implicated by her, so he personally fed her "medicine" - a bowl of medicine that would kill her!

But she understands that at this time, who is not afraid of Yan Huai?

After the death of the first emperor, Yan Huai, the prince of Chengguo, supported the seven-year-old fifteenth prince to ascend the throne, changed the Yuan to Chengxing, and was the Jiaming Emperor. The emperor was helpless, so he was regent.

Yan Huai is only fifty out of twenty now, but his methods are vicious and ruthless. is also moody, and everyone avoids it when they see it.

When he was only thirteen, his predecessor Yanjing, the Duke of Chengguo, was seriously ill, and as the prince, he returned to Beijing from abroad. Three days later, his father died, and he put his stepmother under house arrest and sent his half-brother to Mobei. Until the age of sixteen, his stepmother Wan secretly searched for his brother to return to Beijing, but was discovered by Yan Huai, and left three feet of white silk to order his brother to hang Wan. At the age of seventeen, he punished his younger brother and was promoted to the commander of the Jinyi Guard. In the following year, he was promoted to the governor of the left army and was in charge of the Beijing garrison. At the age of twenty-two, he annexed the east and west factories with a thunderous force.

In just a few years after that, everyone in the DPRK and China heard the name of Yanhuai and fought in two wars.

Therefore, although the surname Ji is still in the world, it has long been in the bag of the Yan family. Even in the palace, he is still in a no-man's land, and he has no taboos.

With such a person, the Xie family can't afford to offend, and the Lin family is just a broken little marquis, and they can't hide from it. What's more, the Lin family now has an Aunt Wen......

Xie Shuning closed her eyes and couldn't bear to think about it anymore.

She knew that Lin Yuanzhi was just making the right choice, even if she changed places, she would not hesitate to do something to him. But if she dies, what will happen to her brother? There was a fishy sweetness in his throat, and the snow-white veil was stained with red marks. She frailly threw away her veil and fell into a deep sleep with her eyes closed. I don't know how long it took, she woke up suddenly from her sleep, covered in cold sweat, grabbed the brocade quilt covered by her body and shouted: "Lu Nong, where is the prince?" ”

Lu Nong was adding powder to the gilded cloisonné enamel incense burner, and when he heard it, he was slightly stunned and said hesitantly: "The prince didn't want to go back to the room, so he took people to the garden." ”

Garden?

Xie Shuning's body trembled, barely supported it, and said sharply: "Go find it!" Send the prince back to the house! ”

Midori Brown's hand holding the silver spoon shook.

"Madame—no, ma'am—" Suddenly, the voice of Brother Zhen'er's nurse Zhou sounded outside.

Xie Shuning was shocked, remembering her dream, she was in a state of confusion, and hurriedly called someone in and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhou's face was full of horror, and he knelt down in front of her with a "plop", kowtowed heavily and said, "The prince is drowning......"

The frightened words fell on his ears like a thunderbolt, Xie Shuning Huo Ran lifted the brocade quilt, got up with difficulty, and was about to walk out. Yuebai was also distraught when she heard this, and knew that she couldn't stop her at the moment, so she simply took a thick cloak to put on her. Lu Nong was anxious to stop him, but was coldly glanced at by Xie Shuning, and let go of his hand weakly.

Zhou got up from the ground, followed and cried and shouted: "The slave deserves death, Madame......"

"Shut up!" Xie Shuning was weak, her legs and feet were weak, where did she still have the strength to entangle with the Zhou family, and she gritted her teeth and scolded her to shut up.

On the way, most of her body leaned on Yuebai's body, and was supported by Yuebai to move forward with difficulty, silently thinking in her heart that Brother Zhen must not have an accident. But when she was near her brother's house, she heard a cry.

With a "sigh" in her heart, Xie Shuning turned pale with a white face, pushed away Yuebai and staggered inside, but she fell into a cold embrace.

"Zhen'er, go."

The voice above his head was extremely cold, as were the hands that were clutching his shoulders.

Xie Shuning cried bitterly with a "wow", and wanted to push Lin Yuanzhi away, but he was restrained, so he could only listen to him and say in a painful tone: "Do you know that Xueluo fell into the water in order to save him and lost her child!" ”

Will Wen Xueluo save Zhen'er?

Big joke!

In the final analysis, it's just her fault, she shouldn't think that Lin Yuanzhi is sincere to her, and she shouldn't treat Wen Xueluo as a close friend......

Xie Shuning stared and looked up at Lin Yuanzhi's clear face, crying and crying but laughing, "Tiger poison doesn't eat children, Master Hou, you are really a good concubine!" After speaking, her eyes became cold, and her lips opened and closed slightly without a trace of blood, "You are afraid that the affairs of the Xie family will affect you, but why are you not afraid of Wen Xueluo?" ”

When the Wen family was glorious, Lin Yuanzhi's aunt Wen was only two years old, and she married Yan Huai, the son of Chengguo, who was also young. With Yan Huai's temperament now, even if he doesn't want something, it can only be discarded, Lin Yuanzhi dares to pick it up, and he has already touched the scales!

For the first time, like a market shrew, she bit Lin Yuanzhi's hand fiercely, and rushed into the house when he let go of his hand in pain.

In the quiet room, her Zhen'er, thin and small, curled up in the brocade quilt, like a flower embroidered on the brocade quilt, pale without a trace of color......

"Zhen'er, my mother is here...... Can you talk to your mother, Zhen'er? She looked at Zhen'er's pale face, and at his long eyelashes, like a lifeless butterfly, stopped motionless, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Lin Yuanzhi rushed into the house and reached out to pull her.

She stared at him with godless eyes, and asked expressionlessly, "If you want to kill me, why don't you even let Zhen'er go?" ”

"Are you crazy? Zhen'er is my son too! Won't my heart ache? When Lin Yuanzhi heard this, the hand that grabbed her arm tightened, and a sad look appeared on his face.

Xie Shuning hung her head weakly. His heart aches? If his heart hurts, Zhen'er will go, why is he only thinking about the child in Wen Xueluo's womb? How ruthless was he to ask her if Wen Xueluo had lost her child at this time?

"Aunt Wen, you can't go in!" There was a sudden commotion outside the door.

When the words fell, Wen Xueluo was already supported by someone, walked in with a pale face, knelt down in front of Xie Shuning, and cried: "Madam, it's all my fault, I didn't ...... hold the prince."

"How can I blame you, you hurry up." Lin Yuanzhi felt sorry for her because she lost her child, and hurriedly wanted to help her.

Wen Xueluo just knelt there stubbornly, crying so much that the pear blossoms brought rain, which made people feel distressed. A dark red gradually appeared on the eggplant-colored skirt under her, and Lin Yuanzhi was distressed when he saw it, and turned his head to look at Xie Shuning angrily, "How long do you want her to kneel before she is willing to stop?" ”

Xie Shu Ning Quan didn't hear it, and only whispered his name to Zhen'er's cold forehead.

"Xie Shuning, don't deceive people too much!" Lin Yuanzhi raised his eyebrows coldly, and shouted sharply, "I know that Zhen'er has an accident and you feel uncomfortable, but Xueluo has just been misconceived, why are you so deceitful?" ”

Wen Xueluo burst into tears, walked to her feet on her knees, and grabbed the hem of her skirt with her delicate hand, "Madam, you can kill me...... It's all my fault...... It's me who is not good......" her voice was weak and her expression was pitiful, but she grabbed Xie Shuning's hand, but it quietly tightened in the corner where no one could see it, and her long nails like shallots pierced into Xie Shuning's flesh, "Madame......"

"Come on, come and send Aunt Wen out!" Lin Yuanzhi frowned tightly, turned around and shouted outside the door.

At the moment of lightning, Wen Xueluo suddenly raised a pretty face covered with tears, her eyes were like a poisonous snake firmly locked on her, her cherry lips opened lightly, and she said in a very low voice: "I knew that the child in my womb was difficult to protect, and now I use it to exchange your son's life, it's too worthwhile!" ”

Xie Shuning was struck by lightning, and another mouthful of blood vomited out, and spit straight on Wen Xueluo's clothes.

"Really?" Xie Shuning had blood at the corner of his mouth, smiled sadly, and then his eyes lit up, "In this case, how about using your life to pay for my son's life?" ”

The sick and weak body suddenly burst out with amazing strength, she pulled the hairpin from her hair and stabbed it into Wen Xueluo's throat, "plop" sound, and the hot blood splashed her face.

Lin Yuanzhi, who turned back when he heard the voice, was stunned, strode forward and pushed her to the ground, hugged Wen Xueluo and called out urgently.

Xie Shuning fell to the cold ground and laughed silently. Her body curled up tightly, and she whimpered: "Zhen'er, you wait for Niang Zhen'er......"

……

In the second year of Emperor Jiaming of Xiyue, spring.

Lin Zhen, the son of the Marquis of Changping, and his wife Xie died.

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