In autumn, the day gets colder and colder day by day. Seeing that the middle of winter is just around the corner, there is still some light left. After Emperor Su Fang fell ill, he never got up again, but his breath was hanging, hanging deadly, and he didn't know how long he could hang it. However, on this day in Kyoto, like the sound of Emperor Sufang's breathing, it became heavier and shorter.

When the last of the three antidotes in Yan Huai's hand was left, Emperor Su Fang's breath was finally about to die.

This was the third day after King Jing entered Beijing.

Three days ago, he entered Beijing alone in advance, first came to see Yan Huai, and then went to see Ji Jun. Before he came, he hadn't handed Ji Jun half a message, and when Ji Jun saw someone, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and he didn't know how to deal with it. After the father and son met, they only mentioned a few words about when King Jing would enter Beijing, and then let King Jing go down to rest. He had always liked to sleep, and when he saw the bed, he was reluctant to get up, but when he lay down, he lay down for nearly two days, and slept in the dark.

Ji Jun privately wondered if it was the situation in Jingli that finally made him unbearable, so he came north to find him in person, or was there anything else here that he didn't know and didn't know? Among King Jing's sons, Ji Jun is the most valued and the most capable, and all the matters of King Jing's Mansion have been assigned to him earlier, and he is all in charge of it himself. He was ambitious, but not very reckless, and handled all matters well and with great deal with them.

Therefore, for such a long time, King Jing was satisfied with him.

Ji Jun understands this even more in his heart. If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have married a girl from the Bai family. But he never knew for sure. What was going on in my father's heart? Even though it had been several years since he returned home, all these years, he had stayed with his father. It's not short-lived, but his father's thoughts, as a son, can never be guessed.

King Jing is not a moody person, but his mind is treacherous and changeable, and he cannot speculate with ordinary people's actions. secretly guessed a few times, and after being completely wrong when he returned, Ji Jun simply didn't even guess. After all, even Chen Shu, a staff member who has followed King Jing for most of his life. I never dared to guess King Jing's thoughts.

- Father is a weirdo.

Ji Jun has known this many years ago.

This time, however, it had come to an end. What was he suddenly entering Beijing for? Could it be that you are not at ease with yourself?

Ji Jun stood at the door of the wing, and one stop was more than half an hour. The sky and the earth are so quiet that there is only the sound of the wind, and the hunting echoes in the ears, like a flag in the wind. The wind is blowing. The drums of war will rise. He closed his eyes, leaned his back against the pillars, pondered for a moment, stood up straight, and walked out of the porch.

The sky above his head was so blue, red and white, like a painting. The years are quiet, but that's the case. But the people in the painting should have changed a long time ago.

King Jing still buried his head and slept in the brocade quilt. Ji Jun had secretly met Old Man Bai and played a game of chess. On the generations of the Bai family. Ji Jun still has to call Old Man Bai a grandfather. However, there is no reason to call them like this, and Old Man Bai has always been blue-eyed towards Ji Jun. They all decided that one day this world would be his. As for the Bai family, it will become the most prestigious family in history.

If you can't fill your desires for one day, you won't be able to fill your eternal life......

Halfway through the chess game, Ji Jun stopped, looked at the old man Bai, and said, "Just tomorrow." ”

The old man Bai "snapped" and dropped a son, stroked his beard and head, and responded with a good sound. As a chess player, he never hesitated when it came time to make a move. A long life, like a chess game, must choose the most advantageous path for yourself, in order to go to the end, in order to win a big victory.

The hand that the old man Bai held the chess piece was rich and well-maintained.

He looked just like an ordinary old man with a rich life, with gray hair, ruddy complexion, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he was born with a smile. But what is hidden in his bones is completely different from the side he shows to the world.

If he didn't know Ji Jun's mind from the beginning, it would be enough. He knew about it, and he naturally had to think about it carefully. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who lives in the East Palace, is his grandson, and he also has the blood of the Bai family, his blood. But no matter how he calculated, there were two roads in front of him, and he should take the easier one.

Once he made a choice and stood on the side of the prince, he would inevitably stand on the opposite side of Ji Jun.

One is the young prince, who needs to rely on the Bai family to gain a foothold; One is the ambitious prince of King Jing, who is in his prime of life......

Old Man Bai looked at the chess game and secretly let out a long sigh.

Treating his daughter and grandson as abandoned sons and giving them up directly, did he hesitate?

Naturally, there is none.

Although he is a member of the Bai family, sometimes he is more like a businessman, a mercenary businessman.

It is human nature to give up the difficult road and choose the easier and faster road, and I can't complain about him. He knew that he had just chosen the smartest path to take.

This point, the imperial concubine took too long to understand. She has always regarded him as a father she respects and admires, but she doesn't notice that he is a person who puts his interests first more than anyone else. The huge Bai family, if it weren't for his mercenary intentions, how could it become as prosperous as it is today?

It's a pity that she saw it too late, realized it too late, and missed too much.

Emperor Su Fang couldn't afford to get sick, and the prince was afraid, so he quietly came to see her, softly called her "mother concubine", asked about Emperor Su Fang's condition, and asked him if he would get better. The imperial concubine looked at her son's eyes, which were crystal clear, not yet tainted by the sinister world, so clean that she was ashamed of herself.

But at this moment, she looked at those black and white eyes, and what she thought about was regret.

She regretted it so much, regretted that she had always pitied him for his youth, and failed to sharpen him ruthlessly, so that he still has two points of innocence and innocence to this day. She asked the prince in a low voice, "According to your wishes, do you want your father to get better?" ”

The crown prince was very afraid of Emperor Sufang, and the imperial concubine knew.

She wanted to hear what she wanted to hear from the prince, but the prince opened his mouth and said, "The son hopes that his father will get better soon." ”

When he said this, there was no hesitation or hesitation in his eyes.

That's what he really does. It couldn't be more real......

The imperial concubine's fingers wearing armor pierced the skin on the prince's arm through the clothes.

The prince exclaimed in horror: "Mother! ”

The imperial concubine didn't hear about it and didn't let go. He only gritted his teeth and said: "Silly child, the mother concubine can protect you for a day, but she can't protect you for a lifetime!" ”

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" The crown prince had never seen such an imperial concubine, and he panicked when he arrived, and only asked her one after another. But the imperial concubine suddenly burst into tears, hugged him and cried. cried so much that her face was so fat that she didn't care about it.

The prince didn't dare to struggle anymore, so he just let her hold him. He lowered his hand and pursed the corners of his mouth tightly.

I don't know how long it took, but the birds outside the window scattered, flapping their wings and flying away under the sky. The imperial concubine finally stopped crying. Slowly let go of the prince. Wiping away the tears on his face with a handkerchief, he regained his indifferent tone and said to the prince: "Go back, it will be dark in a while." ”

The corners of the prince's mouth twitched, he stood still and asked cautiously for a long time, "Mother, are you okay?" ”

The imperial concubine chuckled and patted him on the shoulder. "Mother is good, really."

She has always been a person who does not hit the south wall and does not look back. This time, too.

That night, she sent someone to go to Emperor Sufang's dormitory alone. The lamps burning at the four corners are bright with a bit of fragrance, which is used for concentrating and calming the mind, but the imperial concubine smells this fragrance, and the heart in her chest is peaceful and calm, but it beats faster and more chaotic, and it is more disorderly.

In the dark night, Emperor Su Fang's breathing seemed difficult and slow.

He couldn't breathe, and his throat was hoarse, as if thick phlegm was stuck in it.

But on his face with his eyes closed, his expression was unexpectedly calm. Perhaps because he was asleep, he no longer had to be obsessed with those mundane things, but let him have peace of mind.

The imperial concubine approached slowly, sat down on the edge of the bed, and looked down at him.

The gaze goes from the forehead to the chin and back to the forehead. This face, she has seen for many years, many, many years. But after tonight, she won't see him again. Before this, she never imagined that one day she would come and kill him.

He used to be such a high-spirited person, how did he become what he is today?

Perhaps, in the whirlpool of power, no matter how good a person has rolled in it, it will be distorted.

Isn't it the same as herself?

For the sake of profit, it is not surprising that people like them do whatever they do...... People often say that tigers don't eat children, but if you want her to say it, it's just that it hasn't been poisoned to that extent, and when the time comes, Hugh says that tigers can eat children, even people can eat children.

She looked at Emperor Su Fang's sick face, but she thought of her father, the one who had put the burden on her in the past, and now turned a blind eye and abandoned her.

Her heart sank little by little, and her slender and white hand rested on the long low table.

There was a small mahogany tray on it, and there was only one bowl on the tray. Porcelain, white, with a thick black concoction.

She reached out and held it up with one hand, and held the spoon in the other.

Emperor Su Fang's face showed a certain kind of terminally ill drowsiness in the bright light, and she looked fixedly, scooped up a spoonful of the medicinal juice, and brought it to his mouth.

Suddenly, there was another person in the silent and empty dormitory, and they came quickly, snatching the medicine bowl and spoon from her hand.

There was no sound between the actions of the comers, and the imperial concubine only felt a gust of wind in her ears, and her hands were empty.

She turned her head to look at it in a hurry, and at a glance saw Wang Ren standing two steps away with a medicine bowl in his hand.

He wore the clothes of the chief eunuch of the master of ceremonies, played with the spoon in the bowl, laughed silently, and said: "Niangniang is so boring, she says on the surface that she wants to form an alliance with us, but secretly she is making her own opinions......

When the words fell, another person came out of the shadows.

The imperial concubine looked at it, was startled, and said in a lost voice: "Why are you?" ”

Yan Huai looked at Wang Ren sideways and spread his hands: "Look, it's scared Niangniang, isn't it?" (To be continued......)

PS: The ending is straightened out, if there are no accidents, the text will end tomorrow and the day after tomorrow~~

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