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"Your Highness, what do you mean by that?" Jiang Yuanyou was surprised.

Li Yunshen smiled and stood up, "The wine that seems to be mellow may be poisonous, and it seems that it can be taken advantage of may hide danger." Master Jiang imagined that the Taishi turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands into rain, and it was not difficult to seize the throne with power, but the disturbance has been all due to the taboo of the word 'orthodoxy', which is afraid of being criticized and left for thousands of years. If he is rashly forced into a desperate situation, between life and death, who cares about how the people of the country talk and how the history books are straightforward? Your Majesty's retreat this time is really a clever and foolish move. ”

Jiang Yuanyou suddenly realized: "His Royal Highness's words woke up the person in the dream, the officials were ignorant, and they were in vain as the protégé of the Li family, and they were taught by the elders of the country in vain. ”

Li Yunshen walked up to Jiang Yuanyou and said with a smile: "Lord Jiang is sincere to His Majesty, thinking about what His Majesty thinks and is anxious about His Majesty's urgency, which is really worthy of appreciation. Lord Jiang has now been promoted to court lieutenant, and in the future, whether it is in the palace or in the court, he will have to rely on the lord's thoughtfulness. ”

Jiang Yuanyou hurriedly got up and bowed his hand, and said respectfully: "Thanks to His Highness!" ”

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On the third pole of the day, when everyone in Qingquan Palace began to talk privately about how His Majesty and Concubine Yun must be entangled in love, Zuo Ying slowly opened her eyes from her dream.

"Feather ......"

She shouted casually in a daze, and the feeling of sleepiness and weakness that surrounded her as her consciousness awakened and a wave of confusion in her mind made her scarcely remember where she was for a moment.

A man walked briskly to her bedside.

"Your Majesty, the junior is here." Li Yunshen sat on the edge of Zuo Ying's bed and reached out to hold her sleepy-eyed face. After holding it, I found that her face was very hot, and her cheeks were flushed, as if the wine from last night had not dissipated at all but had become stronger.

"Someone, go and get the imperial doctor." Li Yunshen hurriedly turned around and greeted Gong Daodao.

"Little San'er......" After a while, Zuo Ying's brain came to his senses. She only felt that her body had become extremely heavy, and she could barely raise her arms, and her head was swollen and painful, and there was a chill on her back, which was very uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty, your face is so hot that it looks like you have a fever." Li Yun leaned over with deep concern and stroked Zuo Ying's forehead and cheek, "The minister has already asked someone to ask for the imperial doctor, and the imperial doctor will be here soon." ”

Zuo Ying, who hadn't tried a cold and fever for a long time, reacted, it must have been sweltering in the fire for too long yesterday, and he fled for half the night to avoid the pursuit of the chaotic party, and then he was drenched in the cold rain for a while. The reason why I didn't get sick immediately after returning to the palace yesterday was just because I didn't react for a while, and after holding it for a while, all kinds of symptoms finally broke out in a vengeful way.

Zuo Ying had already complained about this weak body, and could only secretly make up her mind in her heart that she must exercise well after she recovered from her illness.

After a while, the chief imperial doctors of the three Tai Hospitals arrived at the speed of firefighters. When they entered the door, they all looked at Li Yunshen's eyes with a hint of unconcealable strangeness - on the wedding night, the empress was so tossed that she couldn't get out of bed, this kid looked at Si Swenwen on the surface, but he didn't expect to be so wolf-like. And Li Yunshen, who didn't dare to smile too presumptuously today, had a hint of pride on his lips all day long, as if he was deliberately taking responsibility.

After the three imperial doctors checked Zuo Ying's pulse, they came to a conclusion similar to what Zuo Ying thought in her heart, and prescribed a lot of prescriptions and medical advice.

Li Yunshen left a few imperial doctors behind, and then ordered the palace people to set up a stove in the open area of the outer hall, and take the medicine according to the prescription and cook it on the spot. He himself stayed by Zuo Ying's side inch by the inch, shushing the cold and asking for warmth, feeding medicine and food, and being so loving and considerate that it made the ears of others hot.

Although Zuo Ying is very sick, she can easily see that Li Yunshen is trying to avoid the fate of the "imperial brother" being poisoned; She knew that the essence of this "thoughtfulness" was to maintain the common revolutionary capital of the two, and although she was not grateful, she couldn't help but feel a sense of security because he was by his side.

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It was another fifteen-moon night. The moonlight is clear this night, and the disc-like silver wheel is reflected on the Luoshui River flowing through Luoyang City, pillowing the quietly flowing river, reflecting the willow branches that fall on the bank and flutter in the wind more charmingly.

There is a pavilion built by the water on the edge of Luoshui. The pavilion is simple and heavy, there is a pitch-black plaque hanging under the heavy eaves in the front, and the three bronze characters of "Luomei Pavilion" are engraved with seal script, and a little desolation is added to the simplicity. In the center of the pavilion is a stone carved stump, with four legs stout, head raised to the sky, and a tall bluestone tablet on its back. The bluestone stele is carved with the head of the stele, nearly three meters high, and it is full of inscriptions, which looks solemn and dignified.

At this moment, a man is standing with his hands behind his back on the side of the stone monument, looking out at the quiet and deep river outside the pavilion. He was tall and tall, wearing a dark robe, a black gauze robe, a jasper hairpin pulled his long hair into a bun, a few strands of long temples fluttered gently in the wind, and the awe-inspiring aura exuded from his body was more cold and lonely than the silver moon in the sky.

The moonlight shone on his well-defined face, outlining his slightly sunken eye sockets and the high bridge of his nose, every curve perfect as if carved from jade; His eyes were closed, as if he were listening to the outpouring of the night wind that no one else could hear, and as if he had smelled the desolation that no one could hear.

At this time, a willow shade on the side of the Luomei Pavilion moved slightly, and when people couldn't tell whether it was the wind blowing or the abnormal movement, a black shadow fell almost silently behind the man next to the stone tablet and disappeared into the shadow of the stone tablet.

"Master."

The shadow bowed to his knees. The voice turned out to be a clear and decisive female voice.

The man next to the stone tablet opened his eyes, his black onyx-like eyes were so beautiful that they were terrifying but bottomless, he didn't need to show any expression, and he already had the sharpness and faint killing aura that pierced through the Sen Luo Vientiane - that person was Helan Chu.

"No courtesy. Let what you have investigated, and there will be results? ”

Helan Chu didn't look back, his voice was not slow or urgent, and his deep magnetic voice was more pleasant than the night breeze in the quiet night.

The woman stood up. I saw that she was wrapped in a black tight-fitting night suit all over her body, and the insufficient light could only outline the slender and delicate outline of her body. Her head was also covered with a black veil, revealing only slender eyebrows like knife cuts and a pair of sharp Danfeng eyes.

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