At night, in the Yuehua Palace, panic and restlessness.

The mirror moon and land, which used to be extremely cold and could not see the shadow of people, are now full of people in a hurry. In a hurry, but quietly, because these people knew the mood of their masters. It was a tense tension that could trigger a thunderous wrath when a needle landed.

The emperor's favorite sixth son, slipped and fell by the Mirror Moon Lake early yesterday morning, broke his head, and was in a coma for two days before waking up.

"Why are they all dumb? If you don't make a sound, pull them all down and cut them! A roar frightened the palace maids and eunuchs outside the hall who didn't dare to breathe, and the imperial doctors in the hall knelt on the ground, still silent.

The sixth prince died of his injuries. Who would dare to say such a thing? But someone has to say!

The oldest among the imperial doctors trembled, "Your Majesty the Emperor and Concubine Qi, the injuries of His Royal Highness the Sixth are handled in a timely manner, but they are only injured in the head, and the injuries can be big or small. It's so small that maybe you'll wake up the next moment, it's big enough to—big enough—"

"Don't think that I just say it, don't ask for your heads!" The emperor is less than sixty, but he looks old.

"It's so big that I have to worry about my life." The old imperial doctor hurriedly finished speaking.

A noble lady in front of the sixth prince let out a sorrowful cry, "My poor son! ”

The emperor hurriedly went over to help her comfort, "Aifei, Feng'er will be fine." Do you think, when he was born, the East Star was so dazzling, how could it be a white-haired person sending a black-haired person? ”

The noble lady is the biological mother of the six princes, Concubine Qi, who is over forty years old, and she is still well maintained, and her beauty makes her the head of the six palaces in essence. Although the emperor did not re-establish the queen, he treated her like an empress, and it was not a respectful respect. But the heart is merciful, and everything is given to the best. Even if Wan Jieyu is favored now, Wan Jieyu will definitely give Concubine Qi a copy if she has anything.

She looked up at the Emperor mournfully, "But that's what the Imperial Physicians say—"

"A group of quacks are helpless, and they are still angry. Aifei rest assured, I immediately asked people to post a yellow list and summon famous doctors from all over the world. The emperor was very gentle with Concubine Qi, but turned his head to the imperial doctors and was irritable and angry, "I don't care what method you use. We must save the lives of the six emperors. Otherwise, don't blame me for burying you. ”

The imperial doctors did not dare not agree, but they only promised.

"Ai Concubine, if you guard the emperor for two days, your body will be unbearable. Go back and have a good night's rest. Come back tomorrow. I'm tired too. Just accompany me, only you can make me feel at ease at this time. The emperor took Concubine Qi's hand and walked out.

Concubine Qi looked back at her beloved son and couldn't help but burst into tears. "Your Majesty, the concubine has a reluctant request."

"I love the concubine, but it doesn't hurt to say it." The emperor took pity on Concubine Qi, because she loved him as a husband, not Emperor Darong, never complained about anything, and devoted herself to it.

In other concubines, they are competing openly and secretly, trying to monopolize his favor in various ways, and Concubine Qi has been silently waiting for him. He rejoices, and she rejoices with him. He hurts, and she hurts with him. Take Zhenwan's matter as an example, there was a lot of opposition in the palace and court, but she was the only one who stood firmly behind him. Twenty years have passed, and her face is the same as before, and the pure smile she still shows can make his heart beat faster, like a young man. Every time, he longs for the feeling of coming home, and he will definitely go to her.

"The emperor doesn't know life and death now, if it is really the mandate of heaven, the concubines dare not force it, but before the mandate of heaven falls, they also want to do their best. Please ask the emperor to order all halls and halls under the Wuji Palace to pray for the emperor. The concubine knew that sacrifices were needed to pray for blessings, but she was unwilling to use the national wealth for personal gain, and the concubine was willing to exchange her life for the safety of my son. Concubine Qi wept.

How could the emperor agree to her fold her life, but said, "Feng'er is the future monarch of Darong, he is sick and needs to pray for blessings, and the people should offer the best sacrifices, how can it be selfish?" Ai Concubine is at ease, I immediately passed on the decree, and ordered the great teacher Qin Tianjian to seek relief for Feng'er, regardless of everything. Speaking of which, when I decided to make the crown prince, Feng'er had an accident, and I don't know if someone was secretly doing ghosts. I must investigate this matter thoroughly, if Feng'er's fall injury is not accidental, I will not tolerate the perpetrators. ”

Concubine Qi gently snuggled into the emperor's arms, looking grateful, "Your Majesty has checked and investigated, and instructed the people who do the work to be cautious in their words and deeds, and not to provoke unrest in the palace." Family and everything is prosperous, although the royal family is not like ordinary people, it is not blood and family, and it should be a group of harmony. The concubine preferred to believe that the emperor himself accidentally fell and injured herself, and did not want to be suspicious of those who benefited from this matter. ”

The emperor said, "You are too gentle to know the heart of the wicked. If something happens to Feng'er, there will be only one candidate for the crown prince, the third. ”

Concubine Qi was surprised, "Why did Your Majesty say this?" Could it be a concubine? She covered her mouth with an expression of disbelief, "No, Sister Shufei has always been innocent-"

The emperor sneered, "She is innocent and indifferent, and she will not say such things as the order of the young and the young since ancient times." The reason why I have never made a prince is that I want to wait for Feng'er's wedding, and then to the age when I can take on national affairs, so there are fewer objections from those who advocate establishing a prince. But she thought I couldn't see it when I was about to die. ”

"Feng'er is not the emperor, the concubine is fine, as long as he is safe." Concubine Qi sighed faintly, "Actually, maybe we spoil Feng'er too much, he is sometimes willful and has a bad reputation." ”

"What's a bad reputation?" The emperor actually knew very well, "Isn't it just greedy for beauty?" Is the third and fifth better than Feng'er? There are a lot of concubines and concubines, not counting the ridiculous ones outside. In terms of qualifications, the fifth is mediocre, Feng'er has been much better than the third since she was a child, and it is not my preference. ”

"Your Majesty praises Feng'er so much, it's just-just-" Concubine Qi began to tear again.

"So, Feng'er must be fine." The emperor put his arm around Concubine Qi's shoulders.

The palace maids and eunuchs who followed the two from a distance watched it, although they couldn't hear anything, but they felt that the love between the husband and wife was as usual, and those rumors about Zhen Jieyu being favored and Concubine Qi was about to fall out of favor immediately dispersed.

The night was deeper, and the day was waiting for an opportunity, and the Mirror Moon Hall finally returned to its cold silence.

The snow stopped, and a cloud of ravens drifted in. However, those who were waiting for the lamps were all asleep, and let the crows drive straight into the inner sanctum. The clouds are human, crows and robes, large and swinging, from head to toe, no men, women and children.

The crow-robed man stopped in front of the sixth prince's bed, stretched out his sleeves to check his pulse, and then lifted his hair to look at his forehead and the back of his head, sighed long, and hissed like an old man, "Eighteen years old is the last eighteen days, which means double, double single." It was too late. This head is wasted, and the body is also wasted, how is it good? Lan Sheng, Lan Sheng, is this forcing us to have no choice? Fate? Hell? At the end of the day, did you change his life, or did he change your life? ”

After saying that, he unbuttoned the placket of the sixth prince's shirt to expose his chest, took out a flat porcelain box from his arms, dipped his index finger and middle finger into the box, and his two fingers turned burgundy. Then I quickly drew some words or symbols on my chest. Another palm against the heart.

"Seal!" He first moved his mouth for a while, bulging his eyes, and scolded lightly.

The six princes' eyelids lifted, and their eyes stared at the crow-robed man in astonishment. His face turned violent and terrifying. He opened his mouth as if to make a sound.

The crow-robed man kept his palm from his heart. The other hand was placed on the eyes of the six princes, and his voice was very calm, as if it was expected. He hurriedly shouted several times and sealed the seal, until he felt that the person in his palm was stable, he let go of his hand, and saw that the face of the sixth prince had returned to pale and closed his eyes and fell asleep. But he took a step back, his throat was sweet, he coughed violently twice, his palms were bloody, and he was sweating.

"Why are you all asleep? I want to die one by one! "There were voices from the outer hall.

The palms of his hands were hidden in his sleeves, and the crow clouds floated out of the window pavilion where he watched the waterfall and pool.

Footsteps came in, the imperial doctor on duty at night brought the medicine officer, and the people who fell asleep just now, but no one noticed anything unusual. The imperial doctor just urged the palace maid to feed the medicine, and then saw that there was no medicine juice left after a spoonful went down, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Okay, okay, go and report to the emperor and Niangniang, Your Royal Highness can take medicine." As long as you can take the medicine, you will get better and save your head!

Lan Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had a dream, he couldn't remember, but he felt palpitations. She thought she was taking a nap, but now it was dark. Somewhat surprised, I got dressed and went outside, only to realize that it was night, and the houses were dark, obviously late at night.

Sleeping for so long? Don't tell her that she's been in a coma for a few more days, she doesn't want to spend her life in a mess in her sleep, blinking to be an old woman.

Listening to the rumbling of his stomach, Lan Sheng went to the small kitchen to find food. When I saw the three-color sweet rolls for breakfast today, I was relieved, I shouldn't have slept well last night, so I slept all afternoon and night. There were also a few lukewarm side dishes and a bowl of rice in the cage drawer on the stove, probably for her dinner.

She carried her back to the house, picked up the lamp, and ate happily alone. People are very interesting, they always feel lonely when they eat by themselves, and they always miss loneliness when they stare at eating.

After eating a satisfying meal, she didn't feel sleepy after sleeping too much, and she wanted to change the drawings of Qingyunfang again. Who knew that when I saw the wooden box of the treasure I was hiding when I was a child next to the rolling paper, my heart changed.

This book of "looking at the flowers on the road, all things are auspicious, the I Ching is a fart, it is not as good as the eyes to know the world, the wind and water, the best of the natural energy", I have only seen it once so far. The handwriting is difficult to read, and the second is not to believe a single word that can be understood. But recently, I have seen her mother's ability to break the curse, and Yaokong said that there is something wrong with the eighteenth month of Zhonglayue, which makes her believe that there are really people in this world who have extraordinary abilities. Even if it is only a very small minority, existence is existence. And this feng shui recipe was treasured by Lan Sheng when he was a child, maybe it is really magical.

But when she turned the first page and read it for a while, she was dizzy again, and she didn't know what to do. Holding his chin with his hands, he gradually became sleepy, squinting his eyes and then falling at the paper.

The words are moving!

She was startled and sober. Looking at the pages again, the words honestly stay where they are, still meaningless and unintentional sentence breaks. Dizziness? Psychological effects? The feeling told her that it wasn't!

Take a deep breath, exhale a long breath, and look at it with your heart. This time, the words didn't move, but there was a sentence on the dense page that she didn't understand at all, but she understood it.

The wind, anger can be born, joy can be born, anger and sorrow can give birth to murderous power, joy and joy can give birth to protection, and the companion is brave and inexhaustible-

After reading it, I remember that Lingzi is begging for pink, and I am grateful for everyone's concern for Lingzi.

In chapter 115, Bo San's master was written as Mo San, because the words were changed to have the same number of chapters, so I was not allowed to change it, please forgive me for my hurry-

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Thank you! (To be continued......)