"Wasn't the first two days good? Why are you locked up? ”

Yique was very puzzled, he only felt that this was too sudden. It seems that the palace is different from what he thought, danger is around, and there is prison or even life at any time.

"Soon after we went back that day, Wanjun fell ill, and Brother Zuo came to take care of him. It stands to reason that it's nothing to take care of, but at this time, the emperor came...... The two of them hugged each other in front of the emperor! ”

Xiyan told Yique about the cause and effect, and then he took a breath and looked at Yique to see what he could do.

"What? In front of the emperor? ”

Just when Xiyan thought that Yique was going to be surprised again, Yique was not so surprised, but smiled: "Anyway, what does the emperor look like?" ”

"Yique, when is it, you still have the heart to joke, now that Brother Zuo is at stake, we should find a way to save him!"

Xiyan is a little too anxious, he has always been a kind and docile person, especially to those who are good to him, he can sacrifice his life.

"Well, we really have to think of a way, but what can we do?"

Yique touched his head with his hand and puffed out his cheeks, as if he was about to think of a way, but he disappeared all at once.

"This is indeed a bit difficult, I am not familiar with this palace, and I have never even seen the emperor's face!"

Yique looked at Xiyan with a little loss, he wanted to help, but he couldn't do anything.

"You've been in the palace for so many years, there should be a way?"

Xi Yan smiled bitterly: "Don't mention it, although I have been in the palace for many years, I have very little contact with people, and I know very few people, and I may not be able to help me." I grew up in a factory father-in-law's house, but I was afraid of him since I was a child, so I didn't dare to ask him. ”

Xiyan was still a little sad when he said it, he came over and grabbed Yique's arm: "No matter what, we must save Big Brother Zuo." ”

"By the way, let's go to the queen and see if the queen is willing to help us."

Yique is not unreasonable, the queen is the lord of the six palaces, and her father is an important minister in the court. It stands to reason that as long as she is willing to help, Zuo Chunqiu should have no problem.

"Queen? You don't know who she is, don't look at her who doesn't talk on weekdays, but she is deeper than anyone else, and it is more difficult to deal with it than anyone else. ”

Yique listened to Xiyan say it for a long time, and there was no one they could ask for in this palace. It seems that it is really the Forbidden City that sweeps the snow in front of the door!

"I remember, Brother Zuo's father is a general, and he still knows a few people in the court, if his father is willing to come forward, then this matter will be easy to handle."

Xiyan suddenly remembered, and her eyes flashed with excitement.

"It seems that apart from General Zuo, there is no one to look for."

Yique said with a frown.

Xiyan held Yique's hand: "Yique, then please go to Zuozuo Mansion!" ”

"Don't worry, I'll leave this matter to me!"

"Remember, be careful not to talk about it to anyone."

Xiyan was still not at ease, and after repeated instructions, he watched Yique's distant back disappear into the night.

......

"Your Majesty, be light!"

Although Wanjun took strong medicine, her body was still very weak. Since he fell in love with Spring and Autumn, he no longer cared about every attack on the emperor. The human body is used to suffer, and the more suffering there is, the more noble the soul becomes. He couldn't find any reason to let himself lie under the emperor's body, and still feel at ease like this.

"Wanjun, don't blame me, do you know how much I love you?"

"Ah, the emperor, I, I know, ah, the emperor, the emperor!"

Wanjun's pain was heartbreaking, and his body could no longer withstand such a powerful penetration.

"Huang, Your Majesty, what kind of medicine are you taking, ah, ah, why, so strong?"

Wanjun's tears flowed all over the sheets, and he only felt that his body was no longer his own, and he was like a deer lost in the jungle for many days, deep in the mud, and had no power to resist.

The emperor didn't mean to stop at all, but became more and more violent. He screamed wildly, grabbed Wanjun's hair, and laughed triumphantly. His eyes seemed to be on fire, and his voice was like that of a screaming beast.

"Ah, the emperor stops, please!"

Wanjun was begging for mercy, but the more he begged for mercy, the more energetic the emperor became.

Under the last frantic impact, the emperor roared loudly at the sky. He crawled on Wanjun's back and hugged him tightly.

The emperor was dressed roughly: "Wanjun, what's the matter, isn't it very powerful?" ”

Wanjun lay limp on the bed, he touched his thigh, and bright red blood flowed down his thigh onto the sheets.

He smiled bitterly and said, "The emperor is really powerful today!" ”

The emperor was still gasping on his back, and he still didn't understand how he had become like this now. Is he born again? How can it be better to live than to die?

Countless love-hate entanglements, endless sorrows. Rebirth? Isn't it like crossing a single-plank bridge, there is a bridge for those who have passed, and those who have passed have been flowing from now on.

"Your Majesty, aren't you angry?"

Wanjun's faint voice was trembling and poignant.

The emperor got off Wanjun's back and lay on the bed: "Wanjun, I just want to give him a little color, but I won't really do anything to him." Since you have spoken for him, then lock him up for three days, and let him go. ”

Wanjun didn't speak, closed her eyes and lay quietly on the bed. His life is destined to be uncontrollable, in addition to being dominated by others, and being manipulated by love.

......

Yique quickly ran to Zuofu, he knocked on the door and told the doorman what he meant.

Soon a magpie was brought into Zuofu.

He sat in the hall very nervous, and there was always an indescribable sense of oppression and anxiety. He tried his best to keep himself under control and not let himself appear too nervous.

"I heard from the housekeeper, you have something to do with me?"

A calm and heavy voice came from behind, Yi Que quickly stood up, he turned around and glanced at General Zuo: "Yes, General." ”

Yique was shocked by General Zuo, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a majestic and powerful martial artist. The beard on his face was shaved upside down, and even though it was so late, he still looked so energetic.

"Young man, don't call me a general, just call me an adult. Look at the clothes you are wearing, you are a brocade guard, right? ”

General Zuo's approachability narrowed the distance between the two of them.

"Yes, left, sir!"

Yique raised his head and looked at General Zuo with a smile.

"Oh, so you're on an errand with my son."

"Yes, sir."

"Why did you come to me?"

"My lord, I really have something important to tell you when I come to you so late. The left guard was arrested by the emperor. ”

Yique was very excited, he got up from his chair and walked to General Zuo, but when he walked to him, he found that it was not suitable and retreated.

"Oh? That's because of what the emperor arrested him? ”

General Zuo looked at Yique unhurriedly, and his reaction was too calm, without a hint of nervousness. This kind of light breeze may only be found in military families, and Yique admires it from the bottom of his heart.

"Because, because ......"

Yique didn't know if he could say that he was arrested because he hugged Wanjun and angered the emperor. He thought about it for a long time before he figured out what to say.

"It was because she contradicted the emperor that she was arrested."

Yique exhaled, feeling that what he said was okay, at least he was not discovered by the general.

"It's okay, when the emperor is angry, he will let him go. You know what he's been up to lately, we call him a blind date, but he doesn't come back. ”

He knew that Chunqiu was fine in prison, and what he was concerned about now was Chunqiu's marriage. Their family is the only seedling, and if he doesn't get married for a day, their hearts can't let go of it for a day.

"I, I don't know, I'm just patrolling the city gates."

Yique's witty answer did not satisfy General Zuo, who sat up from his chair and said, "If you see the Spring and Autumn Period, help me persuade him more, we are also old, just ask for this!" ”

Yique looked at General Zuo with tears in his eyes, and the folds on his face were not the traces left by the vicissitudes of life, but the hope of his father's love for ploughing.

"My lord, I will, please rest assured, Brother Zuo will be fine."

General Zuo nodded and said with a smile: "Then you have to work!" ”

"My lord, then I won't bother you, you rest early, I'll retire first."

Yique came out of General Zuo's house and went straight to Taichang Temple, he wanted to reassure Xiyan and Wanjun.

"Wanjun, why are you so hot? What happened to you? ”

Xiyan's tears swirled in her eyes, and she finally couldn't help but flow.

"I'm fine, Xiyan, help me go see Brother Zuo. Just say I'm fine, it's inconvenient to see him, and he'll be able to come out soon. ”

Wanjun's weak voice was hoarse and hoarse, as if it took a lot of effort to say every word.

"Okay, I didn't promise you, Wanjun, don't talk, take a good rest."

Xiyan wiped her tears while helping Wanjun cover the quilt. He felt sorry for Wanjun, and he was also moved by his dedication to love.

"Young Master, Xiyan?" "Young Master? Sunset? ”

It seemed that someone was calling them outside, and Xiyan ran out to see that it was Yique who had returned.

"Yique, are you back?"

"Yes, where's the young master?"

Yique didn't see the young master, so he asked.

"Wanjun, he slept, he was sick!"

Xiyan's tears began to roll in his eyes again, and as long as someone said one more word, his tears would flow again.

"What's going on? I said why didn't I see the young master when I came back, is he seriously ill? ”

Xiyan grabbed Yique's arm and left, "He finally fell asleep, let him rest for a while, let's not disturb him." ”

"But, I ......"

Yique kept looking back at Wanjun's room, but he was still tightly held by Xiyan.

"You just listen to me, let's come back to Wanjun tomorrow morning and let him have a good rest."