No matter what he thinks in his heart, the distance in this palace is so long, and he may feel a little long when he walks on weekdays, but today he feels that this journey seems to be a little short. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And this is Helan Minzhi's first time entering the Taiji Palace, according to his character, he will definitely look around and take a look, which is worth the trip, but today he really has no interest, so he followed behind his father-in-law with an expressionless face, bowing his head and walking towards Wu Zetian's palace without speaking.

Wu Zetian is just a Zhaoyi now, and it stands to reason that he shouldn't have his own palace. However, Li Zhi favored her, and as early as when Li Hong was born, he gave her Penglai Palace, one of the top palaces in the palace, as a place to live on weekdays. And I know that she has never liked to share a hall with other people, and her status is too low, so she is the only concubine in this huge Penglai Palace. In addition to the queen in this harem, even the most favored concubine palace before will inevitably have so many Zhaoyi, Jieyu, beauties or something.

Nominally, these low-ranking Jieyu, beauties, or something are serving the four concubines with high status, but in fact, it is not clear who is more favored in this case.

The buildings of the Tang Dynasty do not have carved beams and paintings, but they look magnificent. However, today's Penglai Hall has a strange and gloomy feeling.

Helan Minzhi walked into the main hall, there were many eunuchs and palace maids who served, and the terrible thing was that it was extremely quiet. Sitting at the top was Li Zhi, holding a red pen in his hand, and a holy decree spread out in front of him, as if he wanted to write something. But he couldn't put pen to paper, and his face was full of confusion. There was a look of exhaustion between his eyebrows, and his eyes were also red, I don't know if it was caused by the night's recital, or if he really cried because of the death of the little princess.

"Student Helan Minzhi, long live my emperor long live!" There is no fame, but after all, he was enlightened in Taixue, and now he is a registered supervisor of Guozijian who claims to be a student, and there is nothing wrong with it. However, when he saw Li Zhi this time, he didn't kneel, as a modern person, he was really not used to kneeling around, but fortunately, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty didn't care much about this matter.

"Ah, yes, here? Excuse me. Li Zhi raised his head and looked at Helan Minzhi, after getting along for a month, the current Helan Minzhi can be regarded as leaving a certain impression in the emperor's heart.

Li Zhi's voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't know what was going on, how the imperial doctor served. And with an indescribable tiredness, the color of tiredness in this opening is even stronger, and even the spirit of the usual day is gone. It's a kind of exhaustion to the extreme, and it can even infect the people around you.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" arched his hand, and Helan Minzhi straightened his waist.

"Okay, you don't need to stay here with me, let's go to the inner sanctum and see your aunt." Li Zhi waved his hand to let Helan Minzhi into the house.

"Yes!" He didn't say a word more, and Shi Li walked in.

Today, Li Zhi's state is really not right, this kind of exhaustion will not appear in an emperor's body if it is not difficult to the extreme. Does this attitude mean that the death of the little princess really has something to do with the queen? But Li Zhi didn't have any way to take the queen, so he sat in Penglai Hall today.

Walking into the inner hall, a group of palace maids stood with their hands down, bowing their heads and saying nothing, everyone with a sad face. Mrs. Yang sat on the edge of the bed, Wu Shun stood at the head of the bed, and Wu Zetian was lying on the bed.

This is the first time that Helan Minzhi has seen Wu Zetian like this. His face was pale, his hair was scattered, and there was not a trace of makeup on his face. I usually bring gold and silver jewelry on weekdays, and I don't have it, so I lie on the bed very plainly. His eyes were open, but he didn't have the slightest look to look up, and he didn't know what he was looking at, but he was really sluggish.

This is a manifestation of sadness to the extreme, and I won't cry anymore. Just staring up blankly, his chapped lips opened and closed slightly, as if he was screaming something, but there was no sound.

Beauty, if you appreciate it purely from a man's point of view, I am afraid that Wu Zetian at this time is more beautiful than she is at any time. This kind of beauty is not luxurious, not graceful, it is plain and elegant. This is a rare state in Wu Zetian's body, but it is a state that can move men's hearts. If there is one person who can describe Wu Zetian today, it must be Chang'e of the Moon Palace.

Before, Helan Minzhi also felt that Wu Shun and Wu Zetian were between them, and even if they were beautiful, they would not be too beautiful. Today's Wu Zetian is on another level, bringing three points of Daiyu's weakness and Chang'e's purity out of thin air, which makes people feel distressed and cry when they see it.

Mrs. Yang's old hand held Wu Zetian's delicate hand tightly, and she didn't say a word at this time, just held her hand like this. Wu Shun just looked at her with anxious eyes, so anxious that he walked straight away, but there was nothing he could do. Li Hong and Minyue were not there, they should be afraid that he would see the current scene and let Minyue take him to play.

At this time, the father-in-law walked in from the outside with a bowl of decoction: "Old lady, this is the soup that the imperial doctor ordered to boil." Niangniang had already fainted once just now, and the doctor said that her heart was heartbroken and she was in a hurry, so it was better to use some medicine to calm her nerves and replenish her body. And now that the mother is still in confinement, suddenly like this, the doctor is afraid that he will sit down and get sick. This is the third time that the medicine has come up, and I ask the old lady to let the lady drink it. "Father-in-law Yi is also a little crying, the little princess, he may not care so much, but Wu Zetian can't allow him not to care.

Mrs. Yang turned around and took the decoction: "The son is here?" Find a place to sit! ”

"It's okay, just stand. Grandmother should let my aunt take the medicine first. "Still sitting at this time? Let's stand honestly. After speaking, he walked over and stood beside Wu Shun, holding her hand tightly. At this time, his mother was also fragile and needed to be comforted. I know best, Wu Shun has always been most worried about his sister, but now that he sees her like this, he may not be anxious in his heart.

Looking back at his son, Wu Shun almost couldn't help but want to cry. But Helan Minzhi hurriedly squeezed her hand, she couldn't cry at this time, she couldn't hold back when she cried. If you want to cry at this time, you can only cry Wu Zetian.

Mrs. Yang glanced at Wu Zetian, who was lying on the bed like a wooden man, sighed softly, and turned around to take the decoction. Shake it lightly with a spoon, and blow it with your mouth: "Son, listen to my mother's words, drink some medicine, right?" You're still doing confinement, how can you do it without taking medicine, what if you hurt your body and fall into the root of the disease. (To be continued.) )