Where the main hall is located, there is a faint coughing sound, as well as the woman's careful comforting voice, and the palace maids guarding outside the door have become only a few people from the original three steps.

"Niangniang, you must be comfortable, so that you can hold on." Cuixiang fed the medicine to the queen mother, resisted the urge to cry, and soothed.

The queen who was originally graceful and noble on the bed and elegant and atmospheric seemed to have been drained of her essence by someone, and the whole person was shriveled down, and her original charm was still decayed.

Suppressing her cough, the queen reluctantly raised her head and looked at Cuixiang, who was more than ten years old, with an indescribable sadness in her heart.

"Emerald Fragrance...... cough cough cough ...... Go find Zhan Ge...... Let him protect ...... Holy. After saying a sentence with difficulty, the queen's whole consciousness gradually fell into a coma.

Cui Xiang didn't even dare to shout loudly, the entire Kunning Palace was already under the control of Concubine Mei, if it was for the good of the queen, she couldn't make any mistakes.

It's just that at this time, Niangniang is still thinking about the saint, and the saint is very ruthless.

The current Kunning Palace, don't say that it is to pass on the news, that is, to let people come in to eat, it is all difficult, it is difficult to help it, and Cuixiang's tears are endless.

As the commander of the patrol battalion, Zhan Ge can naturally see the saint every day, but the saint's consciousness is obviously confused, and what he says is sometimes upside down and unsystematic.

But in any case, as long as His Majesty lives, Dayi will still be saved.

Every time Wang Yuyan came to Zhan Ge, she obediently retreated, but she hated Zhan Ge in her heart, she used all the medicine to this extent, and the saint still trusted Zhan Ge the most.

Thinking of Yan Wushuang as the wife of Zhan Ge, Wang Yuyan hated her teeth even more, the harem is now under her control, once she is unhappy, a certain concubine will disappear quietly.

Every time he saw Wang Yuyan's bewitching outfit, Zhan Ge felt a burst of disgust in his heart, the situation of the saint is unknown now, in case the antidote is in her hands, even if she kills her, the saint will not be able to save her.

Zhan Ge can't take this risk.

Hurriedly out of the palace, Zhan Ge also had to deal with all kinds of news, and the patrol battalion was not only to manage the security of the capital, but more importantly, it was also necessary to pay attention to the movements of all parties.

Now that the news is complicated, it is even more important to be cautious in words and deeds, and consider who is the last person behind it.

The densely woven capital seems that everyone can't escape, and is tightly connected by all kinds of connections, intricately intertwined, and the whole capital is like the tranquility before the storm, either destroyed by the wind and rain, or, carrying all this.

That night, Wang Yuyan was soothing the saint to sleep, and went back to the Liuli Pavilion to prepare for a bath and rest, the candle in the room flickered, and when it stabilized, a letter appeared on the table.

There was no handwriting on the cover, and there was a blank inside, but Wang Yuyan ran over happily, opened the letter, and gently burned it on the fire for a while, and black handwriting gradually emerged on it.

Wang Yuyan silently remembered it in her heart, cautiously burned the letter point to ashes, and the weird smile on the corner of her mouth was always there, until she fell asleep, and it was still there, as if something bad was about to happen.

On the second day, Wang Yuyan, who was dressed up, went to the Qianqing Palace leisurely, and after the eunuch respectfully opened the door and let her in, they came out one after another, and only the saint was left with her.

The previous saint was in his forties, strong, handsome and mature, and it would not be a problem to live for more than ten years, but now the saint who is lying on the dragon bed.

It has the same characteristics as the queen's mother, as if it was sucked out of energy, slowly dried up, obvious bone marks appeared on the face, and the eyes were a few points bigger than before.

In the Qianqing Palace, as long as there is no one else, they have been lighting the incense that the saint praised before, which is particularly weird.

"Your Majesty, the concubine will feed you medicine." Holding the medicine bowl in her hand, Wang Yuyan glanced at it with disgust, pinched her nose and fanned it, and when the person on the bed barely looked over, she was smiling and charming.

The saint seems to be a little unfavorable for drinking medicine, trembling, a bowl of medicine, I am afraid that there is a third of it, and a third of it is flowing.

Carefully wiping the medicinal juice from the side of the saint's mouth and neck, Wang Yuyan observed the saint's expression and found that he was in a hazy stage of consciousness, but he had not completely lost it.

Letting people take out the medicine bowl, Wang Yuyan adjusted her expression, and then looked at the saint: "Your Majesty, you don't know, you are in a coma during this time, and the war general has self-respect, which may pose a threat to Jiangshan Sheji."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he heard that it was Zhan Ge, the saint shouted: "Impossible...... It couldn't be ......."

Wang Yuyan clenched her silver teeth and was extremely angry, but she didn't have any good ideas, so she could only play the side ball.

"Your Majesty, the concubine knows that you attach great importance to General Zhan, but General Zhan's loyalty to you is not immutable, and now, inside and outside the palace, they are under the control of General Zhan, if he has any thoughts......

But no matter how Wang Yuyan explained, the saint was muttering to himself, full of impossibility, this degree of firmness made Wang Yuyan really doubt, why did the saint trust Zhan Ge so much?

Finally, the saint fell asleep, Wang Yuyan went out of the Qianqing Palace, and asked Xiaolan to call someone, while she went to the Imperial Garden.

After a while, the second prince was dressed in a dark purple brocade suit, and walked over leisurely, with a calm look on his face, which was not like an important period of competition, but like a leisurely walk, comfortable and comfortable.

"Your Highness is so unhurried, but you don't care?" Wang Yuyan's tone softened a little unconsciously, with softness and enchantment, and the expression on her face was also a little obsessive.

It is true that the appearance of the saint is good, but what Wang Yuyan likes is the appearance of the second prince, a demonic existence, but it does not make people feel feminine, shocking, and missed for life.

Even if the second prince cooperated with her later, knowing that after the matter was exposed, it would be a catastrophe to destroy the family, Wang Yuyan still did it without hesitation.

The second prince came over and sat opposite her, with a lazy expression: "If I don't pay attention, I won't make any moves, how is the holy body?"

Since the death of his mother, the second prince has been like a monarch and a minister except for special occasions when he calls the saint his father.

Asked about this, the corners of Wang Yuyan's mouth were a little contemptuous, gritting her teeth, and her anger was abnormal.

"The saint really trusts Zhan Ge, no matter what I say, he doesn't believe it, Zhan Ge has the heart of rebellion, I really don't know how it came to be with such a firm belief."

"I seem to have understood that these are the stories of the last generation. Since the Holy Lord is unwilling to hear from others that Zhan Ge has the intention of rebellion, let him believe it. ”

The second prince rubbed his wrist, there was originally a simple silver chain there, in order to prevent it from being lost, he put it away with great care, and his expression was a little desolate.

Wang Yuyan observed that the second prince's expression was not quite right, and she no longer held on: "What does Your Highness mean?"

"I will arrange it and inform you when the time comes, in the near future, you can make the Holy Lord's body look better, and it is best to gather the ministers in the imperial study."

Putting down his sleeves and letting the silky satin slide to the palm of his hand, the second prince tapped on the tabletop, looking nonchaliant and with a winning face.

Wang Yuyan likes to see the second prince like this, which makes her so obsessed.

"Gather the ministers, in this case, will it be exposed? When the saint is confused now, he firmly believes in Zhan Ge, and I am really afraid of ......"

"What are you afraid of, at this point, there is no turning back, it's just a chance to fight, most of the chances are on our side, why worry so much. When it is done, you will be the most noble existence in the harem. ”

The second prince's deliberately elongated voice, like a whisper between lovers, directly made Wang Yuyan's cheeks red, the worry just now disappeared, and the firm trust in the second prince was at the top.

"Okay, then I'll pay attention to the body of the saint in the past few days, and strive to let him gather the ministers, according to your orders, the queen is now imprisoned in Kunning Palace by my order, just let people send medicine in, hang her life."

After a little hesitation, Wang Yuyan thought of Concubine Xian: "As for Concubine Xian, I asked a few of the strictest grandmothers to teach her, when I went to see her a few days ago, she was already haggard, and she still had to ...... Do you want to continue? ”

At the mention of these two words, the momentum around the second prince suddenly soared directly, making Wang Yuyan look up in shock, and realized that something was wrong, the second prince immediately reined in his momentum, but his eyes were as deep as an abyss, and the darkness was bottomless.

"Continue, back then, this virtuous concubine replaced my mother's life and status with the departure of Chu Chu and a child, and for so many years, she lived every day well, which was an insult and trampling on me."

The last words almost came out of the second prince's teeth, Wang Yuyan looked at him worriedly, wanting to step forward to appease his shoulder, but for fear of touching his taboo, she could only stop her hand in the air in embarrassment.

"Your Royal Highness, now their result is the comfort to you back then, you can rest assured, the concubine will definitely help you, and when you have a great career, the concubine will also be at ease."

The second prince looked up at her, tenderness flashed in his eyes, just being looked at by those surging fox eyes, Wang Yuyan felt that her red glow flew up her cheeks, and she was shy.

"That's good, I really didn't misread you at the beginning. Okay, it's almost time, I'm going to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and you can also take care of the saint. ”

The second prince didn't look at Wang Yuyan's delicate state, got up directly, sorted out the folds on the brocade clothes, and shook away slowly, without any nostalgia for Wang Yuyan.

When his figure disappeared, Wang Yuyan got up and left the imperial garden with the palace maid.

Something happened to the saint, and the princes were ready to move.