"So suddenly?" Su Luoran was shocked, and immediately reacted, and hurriedly grabbed the clothes hanging on the side shelf and put them on his body, "I'll go to Linlin, you...... You'd better take care of the wound first, right? ”

"It's not so troublesome, it's just a little skin trauma, it's been dealt with simply." Tang Haoqi seemed to be a little weak, "I secretly entered the palace to gather the secret guards, and the palace will definitely not be calm tonight." ”

"Okay." Su Luoran quickly got dressed, "This matter ...... Do you want to tell Miss Shi? ”

Hearing him mention Shi Yuezhen, Tang Haoqi's body stiffened slightly, and then shook his head: "She hasn't been able to sleep well at night recently, so don't tell her - she will naturally hear the news tomorrow, let her sleep well." ”

Su Luoran nodded and said softly: "Be careful, I can't get into the palace with my light skills, and the princess will rely on you." ”

"I understand." Tang Haoqi had a rare serious look on his face, nodded slightly to him and then walked out of the window again, and his figure disappeared into the night after a few ups and downs.

"I thought it might be fast, but I didn't expect it to be so fast."

Bang Yue sighed and walked into the hall, watching Luo Liyao quickly pull up her long hair, and whispered to Bang Hua: "Your Highness has not slept well all night these days, and today you don't have to sleep directly-"

"Shh......h You're at this time, so let's say a few words. Bang Hua secretly glanced at Luo Liyao's surprisingly calm expression, "If Your Majesty really has three longs and two shorts tonight - this is really going to change the sky." ”

"I just feel sorry for Your Highness...... The body is weak, and it is still tossing back and forth, and how can it be good to be sick again! Bang Yue was anxious, "Now that Miss Shi is not here, she doesn't even have a doctor who can be fully trusted......"

"Banghua." Luo Liyao picked a sterling silver hairpin to fix her long hair, and called, "Go and bring the Qianqiu box in the dark compartment next to the bed." ”

"Your Highness......" Bang Hua opened his mouth, a little shocked, "Are you going to take out the Qianqiu Box?" ”

"Go ahead." Luo Liyao got up slowly, and when Bang Hua was ordered to get the Qianqiu box, she turned her eyes to Bang Yue and asked, "Bang Yue, is the sedan chair ready?" ”

Bang Yue never thought that she would be so calm, she didn't dare to slack off, she hurriedly accepted her thoughts of persuasion, and said: "According to His Highness's orders, everything is ready, and the sedan chair is already waiting outside the palace at this time." ”

Luo Liyao didn't reply to her immediately, and took the Qianqiu box presented by Bang Hua with both hands-the box made of pure gold was cold in her hand, as if carrying the weight of the entire Tianqi, and her weak body was almost unable to hold it.

"Your Highness." Bang Hua subconsciously stretched out his hand to help her, "This box is quite heavy, or a slave to ......"

"Not necessarily." Luo Liyao took a deep breath and rejected her with a calm and indifferent face, "Let's go, go to Yiyuan Palace." ”

On October 29, the fifteenth year of the thirty-seventh generation of Tianqi, when it was ugly, it was raining continuously, and it should have been a quiet hour in the dead of night, but the Yiyuan Hall was brightly lit, and the crying was bursting, which was extremely desolate.

Luo Liyao got off the sedan chair, and she heard the mournful women crying in the Yiyuan Palace, crying like a complaint, only to teach her to be bored.

Bang Hua on the side hurriedly straightened out her cloak, and Bang Yue quickly held up the bamboo umbrella to protect her from the rain.

Luo Liyao stretched out her hand, as if she was feeling the rain at this time - the rain was dense, weaving an invisible net that caught everyone, reflecting people's complex and unpredictable thoughts.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, the night is cold, you are not in good health, it is better to enter the palace quickly." The little attendant at the gate of the palace immediately greeted him and persuaded, "The queen mother has just entered. ”

"How many highnesses have arrived?" Luo Liyao glanced at him and asked.

"His Royal Highness went hunting in the suburbs yesterday, and he is still on his way here." The little attendant thought for a moment before saying, "The rest of His Highnesses have already arrived—so is Ning Xiang." ”

"It's pretty fast." Luo Liyao pulled out an extremely mocking smile and unconsciously stroked the Qianqiu box in her arms, "Go in." ”

The waiter often did not understand what she meant, and only leaned over to lead her in.

"Princess Liyao has arrived—" The sharp voice of the newspaper attendant cut through the endless sobbing of women in the hall, and many people turned their heads to look at the figure of Luo Liyao walking in at the gate of the palace.

Looking around, everyone who came knelt on the ground in the dark, most of them were harem concubines who wept incessantly, and a few people were silent, only kneeling quietly with their heads down.

Luo Liyao looked around, but did not see Chu Zhaoying and the others, and suddenly thought about it in her heart-it was just the inner and outer halls, but it was divided into strict identity levels. She didn't speak, and walked straight into the inner hall with the Qianqiu box under the complicated gazes of everyone.

"A-Yao." Luo Yinghua was the first to notice her figure, called her softly, and beckoned her to come over.

"You're finally here." Luo Yuanjing also lowered her voice, and her eyes swept over the Qianqiu box in her hand, but there was no trace of surprise.

"Second brother, third brother." Luo Liyao nodded slightly to them as a salute, and saw that the others were all standing in twos and threes, although there was a sad look on their faces, but whether it was true or not, only they knew it.

"My father hasn't summoned anyone in yet." Luo Yinghua was a little worried, "When the waiter came to report, he said that his father was not good, and I hoped it was just a false alarm." ”

"Brother, don't worry too much." Luo Yuanjing saw it very openly, put his shoulder on his shoulder, turned his head to Luo Liyao and said, "Go and persuade the queen mother, she is the saddest one." ”

Luo Liyao looked at the thin figure in front of the screen, and her heart moved, so she walked there.

Empress Chu Zhaoying seemed to have come in a hurry - she didn't even have time to put on her phoenix crown, her long hair was scattered, and her back was still straight as she knelt. She ignored the persuasion of Jinluan beside her, and just knelt there quietly, her eyes closed, as if she was praying, in stark contrast to the people standing around her.

"The Queen Mother." Luo Liyao held the Qianqiu box in both hands and knelt down behind her.

Chu Zhaoying replied with an "um" and did not speak again.

"Ahem, ahem—" Luo Zhuangxi's coughing voice suddenly came from behind the screen, weakly revealing the fact that his life was short, followed by the sound of the porcelain bowl shattering to the ground and Wang Yi exclaiming.

Chu Zhaoying still didn't speak, but Luo Liyao behind her keenly noticed that her body was trembling slightly.

"The Queen Mother—"

"Your Majesty has a decree to summon Princess Liyao in!" Wang Yi hurriedly dodged out from behind the screen and interrupted Luo Liyao's words. Fortunately, he saw Luo Liyao kneeling behind Chu Zhaoying and the Qianqiu box she was holding in her arms at a glance, his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward quickly, "Your Highness, go in quickly." ”

"There is a chief manager of King Lao to take care of the queen mother." Luo Liyao got up with the support of Bang Yue and Banghua, glanced at Chu Zhaoying's frighteningly pale face, and walked quickly behind the screen.

"Queen Mother, why do you bother?" Wang Yi sighed, "Your Majesty, he ......"

"Huh." Chu Zhaoying smiled lightly, tears already appeared in her slowly opened eyes, "You don't have to say anything - at least in the end, neither me nor her won, do you?" ”

Wang Yi only glanced thoughtfully at Zhao Tianyuan, who was standing on the side, and said, "Niangniang is right." ”

Luo Liyao bypassed the screen, and smelled a strong smell of blood, and a somewhat unbearable pungent smell of medicine, and was startled, and hurriedly accelerated her pace.

"Father!" Luo Zhuangxi's pale face at this time seemed to be pierced into the sharp weapon in her heart, stabbing her even to the point that she didn't dare to face it.

"Ahem...... Luo Zhuangxi leaned back on the bed, it seemed to be very laborious to maintain such movements, and smiled weakly at her, "A-Yao, come here." ”

"Father." Luo Liyao held back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, knelt on the edge of the collapse, and pulled out a smile at him.

"Good boy." Luo Zhuangxi seemed to want to touch her head, but his hand just raised a little but hung back weakly, and smiled helplessly, "It's really old, it's not good." ”

Luo Liyao hugged the Qianqiu box in her arms tightly and was silent,

"A-Yao, what do you think of your four brothers...... Who is best suited to sit on this throne? Luo Zhuangxi frowned a little painfully, holding back the discomfort that swelled in his throat.

"Erchen......" Luo Liyao didn't expect him to ask such a question, hesitated for a moment, and looked at the Qianqiu box in his arms that had not yet been opened, "Erchen, I will support my father's decision." ”

"Ahem...... A-" Luo Zhuang Xi trembled and stretched out his hand to her, "You have always been, cough, always the most sensible one." ”

Luo Liyao gasped and stretched out a hand to hold his hand—the last time she held his hand like this, it seemed to be a childhood thing. His hands were no longer as generous and warm as in his memories, he was originally just about to know the age of destiny, but he was so haggard and emaciated because of the torture of illness.

"Didn't my father let the queen mother and Concubine Zhao come in to accompany me?" After hesitating again and again, Luo Liyao finally opened her mouth and said tentatively, "...... It's all sad. ”

"Since they're all sad, cough cough...... You don't have to let them in again. Luo Zhuang smiled and shook his head, his expression was no different from Luo Liyao every time he saw him, but the light in his eyes had begun to gradually fade, "I ...... I don't really want her to see me like this. ”

It's "she", not "them." ”

Luo Liyao didn't worry too much about whether the "she" in his mouth meant Chu Zhaoying or Zhao Tianyuan, and only held the Qianqiu box in his arms with one hand, and held him with the other, silent.

"Ahem..... A-Yao, do you know-" Luo Zhuang Xi coughed up a mouthful of blood violently, struggling to grab her hand, it seemed to be a little angry, and it seemed that he was just a little unwilling, but when the words came to his mouth, there was a little inexplicable tenderness, "Father's life, cough cough...... There are high-spirited, ups and downs, such as beautiful flowers...... In the past, I always felt that being the emperor was the most proud thing in the world, so I had to fight, fight, and gamble desperately...... It's only now that I realize how failed I am. ”

Luo Liyao bowed his head speechlessly, and the pure gold box looked particularly dazzling under the light of the not-so-bright candle flame, like the last glow of the return of light, burning out his last life.

"In my life, I have been disappointed by Qian Yuan in the past, and I have been ashamed of Zhao Ying in the future-" Luo Zhuangxi's eyes looked straight at the dazzling gold box in her arms, and gradually lost focus.

"Ah Yao......" seemed to be speechless, and he used his last strength to hold his daughter tightly.

Luo Liyao was still speechless, even if she felt the sharp pain like the bones of her hand were about to be crushed, she didn't exhale in pain, and only accompanied him quietly.

The force that clenched his palm gradually dissipated until his hand slipped to the side, leaving only the bruises on her wrists to indicate that this had happened.

Until the last moment, his eyes did not close, staring directly at the figure of the woman behind the screen, but there was no trace of brilliance.