"Who?!" The Praetorian Guard's broadsword was slashed horizontally, shouting at the swift figure. /、ＱВ⑤。 cｏМ\\

I didn't even have time to take care of it, and I strode into the palace gate with the waist card I had taken from Xuanyuan Yuche. But although I have a waist card, I am a civilian in plain cloth, and the guards guarding the door always feel that it is inappropriate, or chase me up and stop me, "Who are you and where did you get the waist card!" ”

"I ......" didn't know how to explain his identity for a while, the concubine who had died? What is the folk girl? Second Miss Murong? Seeing that I was likely to be blasted out of the palace, I was really anxious.

"This is the Queen's guest! Why don't you let it go soon? Just as he was worrying, a savior fell from the sky. Looking for the sound and leaving, although there is still a lot of distance, Xirong has already pulled his throat to ask the guards to let me enter the palace. Withdrawing the guards on the left and right, Xirong stepped up to me with small steps, saluted and said, "The slave Xirong has seen the lady concubine!" Please follow the slave into the palace! ”

"Xirong?" I was surprised and delighted, "Why are you here?" ”

After looking around and confirming that there was no one, Xirong leaned in front of him and whispered: "It's really inconvenient to talk here, or ask Niangniang to move to Fengzhi Palace, and the queen will talk to you in detail!" ”

Xirong's careful nervousness made me feel something different inside. Suppressing the eagerness to see Xuanyuan Yujue, I followed him back to Fengzhi Palace.

"You, have you seen King Jing?" Chen Wan'er leaned on the edge of the bed and asked me softly.

"Yes," I sat down facing her, the dazed look in my eyes a little less than when I had just returned to the capital, "what does the Empress want me to know from King Jing?" Is it a grudge between the prince and the emperor, or is it ...... Is the emperor's dragon body sick? I looked at her steadily.

"Ahem......" gasped a few times, Chen Wan'er's smile was full of sorrow: "It seems that King Jing really told you everything!" The gaze cast at me became eager again, "The emperor really needs you now, Concubine Shu, come back to the palace!" ”

There is no answer, there are many things that I need to understand. Avoiding her question, the current safety of Xuanyuan Yujue is what I must know: "How is the emperor's health?" ”

The brilliance in her eyes faded, Chen Wan'er lowered her head silently, and sighed deeply: "The life of the saint is a major matter related to the country, and this incident is too unexpected, and if it is not handled well, there will be serious turmoil, so the emperor did not announce the imperial doctor's diagnosis and treatment......"

"How can you not heal?" I interrupted her anxiously.

"It's not that it hasn't been healed!" Realizing that I was really worried about the emperor, Chen Wan'er was a little relieved, and comforted softly: "The emperor's shadow guard is proficient in medical science, and he has been taking care of the emperor's body for more than a month!" Now it seems that the emperor's body is quite healthy, and the mourning family can rest assured! ”

I was anxious to say something, but I quickly swallowed the words back. Looking at Chen Wan'er's haggard and sick appearance, I think she shouldn't know that the poison in the emperor is "Nine Heavens San", for the sake of her body, it is better not to tell her.

"Queen, Wan Xin wants to go and meet the emperor, can you give Wan Xin a set of palace maid costumes, so that Wan Xin can act conveniently?" I asked softly.

After saying it for so long, Chen Wan'er was indeed very tired, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and pointed to Chunxiao on the side: "If you need anything, just tell Chunxiao to do it!" ”

Dressed in a palace dress, I followed behind Xirong with slight steps. Look, it's not early, it should be dinner time, but Xirong took me towards the Imperial Palace. "Didn't the emperor eat?" I asked quietly as I took a few steps closer.

After a slight pause in his steps, Xirong sighed: "The emperor has been obsessed with political affairs for several days, busy with official business, and has moved to the Imperial Palace almost for eating and sleeping, and the servants are very worried about the emperor's dragon body!" ”

No longer answered, I never thought that I hated the vastness of the palace so much today, and the distance in front of me seemed to have no end. "You're worried about your body, and you're planning behind you like the queen!" For Xuanyuan Yujue's actions, a sour feeling poured out from the bottom of his heart.

Suddenly coughing up thick black blood, Xuanyuan Yujue felt that the congestion on his chest had faded a lot. Looking at the shadow guard who carefully pulled out the golden needle from the acupuncture point, he was still in the mood to tease him: "It seems that my Tai Hospital doesn't need to be set up at all, as long as you are left alone, it is enough to leave your shadow guard alone!" ”

Vigilantly wrapped the golden needles stained with poisonous blood layer by layer and buried them in the deep soil in the courtyard, and then returned to the house and looked at Xuanyuan Yujue, who was getting weaker and weaker, frowned and said: "Weichen can only temporarily stop the poison and delay the time of the poison, hoping to find an antidote." Otherwise, once the poison is issued, the emperor ...... "I can't say anything about the following words."

Xuanyuan Yujue waved his right hand lightly, these were no longer his concerns, "Shadow Guard, you tell me honestly, how long can you control this poison?" Turning to look directly at the shadow guard, "How much time do I have left!" ”

After a long silence, the shadow guard bowed his head helplessly: "The minister is incompetent, and he can save the emperor's life for three months at most, but if you want to act as freely as you do now, it will only be about one month at most!" ”

"In other words, my body can only be concealed for a month at most," Xuanyuan Yujue said lightly: "It seems that many things must be hurried!" Gently lifted the hem of his sleeve, looked at the shocking purple and black blood spots on his left arm, and asked with a secret sigh: "Is King Jing still drunk all day long?" ”

"Weichen has been concentrating on detoxification recently, and he has never been to King Jing's Mansion!" Shadow Guard said ashamedly.

"Tomorrow is gone!" Xuanyuan Yujue said in a deep voice, and then he was a little stunned: "I can't let King Jing fall too, I really hope he can let himself go!" If you want him today, you can't do without him! ”

Looking at the sunset in the west, he smiled bitterly. Thinking that he Xuanyuan Yujue had never taken life and death too seriously, but he really didn't expect his life to be so short, but in his early thirties, he was about to dissipate his brilliance like a sunset and disappear into the ground!

When you leave Llama Villa, it's sunset! Murong Wanxin's heartbroken glance still makes her heart ache faintly when she thinks about it. I really want to indulge once, remembering the words that I didn't say that day, Xuanyuan Yujue closed his eyes weakly, it seems that God won't let him get the woman he loves! That's it, that's it! Today, I am afraid that the Si people have married and become the wife of the owner of Llama Villa! If you hate him, hate him for the rest of your life, at least, so that you can remember him!

The breeze caressed, and Xuanyuan Yujue's whole person was a little depressed, but time did not allow him to be depressed arbitrarily. Remembering the unfinished business, he turned back to his room and picked up the piece on the bookcase again.

At the same time that Xuanyuan Yujue secretly felt nostalgic, Xirong and I had already come to the outside of the Yucheng Palace, and met the palace maid who brought dinner. Under Xirong's arrangement, I replaced one of the palace maids and entered the palace with them with the imperial meal.

Carefully place the meals on the plate on the table. Then I stood quietly by the wall. Silently watching everything inside. At this time, there was only a screen between me and Xuanyuan Yujue, and the lampstand was already on, and the candlelight projected his figure on the screen, looking lonely and drifting. I feel extremely lonely in the deep palace, but looking at the entire dynasty, only the people who are sitting on the desk are the loneliest and loneliest. I can escape, but he can't, because he's the emperor! Even if he is heavily poisoned, the first thing to take into account is not his body, but a real dynasty! The palace maids who delivered the meals came and went, and the sound of the collision of plates and dishes did not attract Xuanyuan Yujue's attention, and they still focused on political affairs.

I, see with my heart; Xuanyuan Yujue is a little difficult to write. Today seems to be extremely restless, and at dusk he unconsciously remembered the parting a month ago, and now he has an illusion, as if Murong Wanxin is beside him. Shaking his head, Xuanyuan Yujue put down his pen and chuckled: "Is it really my life soon?" Like the dying old man, he began to look back on his past life? ……”

"Who?!" The shadow guard's loud shouting interrupted Xuanyuan Yujue's muttering.

The sword around my neck did not panic me. Xuanyuan Yujue's exclamation has completely robbed me of my mind. Even at the moment now, I still had the last illusion, and Xuanyuan Yujue's self-deprecation forced me to face the fact that he had been poisoned. I wanted to cry, but my sobs eventually caught the attention of the shadow guard hiding in the shadows.

"Is it an assassin?" Xuanyuan Yujue asked coldly, "Bring him in!" ”

Although he found that I didn't know how to do martial arts, the shadow guard didn't dare to relax, and still pressed the tip of his sword against my back, pushing me forward. One step, two steps...... Until I crossed the screen of the interval, I came to Xuanyuan Yujue with tears in my eyes.

The first eye-catching palace maid's clothes have not attracted Xuanyuan Yujue's full attention, the familiar figure is getting closer and closer, the already silent heart suddenly fluctuates a little, he has been stunned, the brush in his hand fell on the folded scroll without knowing, Ren cinnabar ink left a bright red mark on the white rice paper. The brain is completely occupied by the face in front of it, and nothing else can be accommodated.

The shadow guard also noticed the strange interaction between the emperor and the female assassin, and slowly withdrew the sword in his hand.

Looking at Xuanyuan Yujue, who was thinner than before, I slowly took two steps forward and said softly: "The emperor is blessed!" Wanxin, it's back! ”

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