"The whole city is arresting Zhong Hongyuan, you want to see people in life, and you want to see corpses in death."

This is the decree given by Emperor Yan just now.

"Your Majesty." A young physician was out asking to see him.

Emperor Yan pressed his temples with some headaches, "What's the matter?" ”

The young imperial physician handed over a copy of the document with both hands, and said carefully: "Back to Your Majesty, Wei Chen just flipped through a book that recorded a dose of poison, and the symptoms after taking it were exactly the same as His Highness. ”

Zhao Jing saw that Emperor Yan nodded, so he gave the result of the copywriting to Emperor Yan, but Emperor Yan waved his hand, "You read it to me." ”

"Yes," Zhao Jing unfolded the copy, and read it in a small voice, "Ying Ying, also known as soul attraction." At first, the user was no different from ordinary people, but after half a day, he had visceral colic and four reversals, and then lost his consciousness and fell into a dream. The dream is long, the pulse is weakening, it is difficult to wake up, and it will eventually ......"

"In the end?"

Zhao Jing's fingers shifted places, carefully confirmed what was written on the paper, and glanced at it quite uneasily, Fang said: "In the end, it will be a dream." ”

Emperor Yan snatched the paper, rubbed it in his palm after reading it word by word, and Zhao Jing on the side immediately knelt down, "Your Majesty is angry." ”

The paper ball was thrown vigorously at the feet of the young imperial doctor, and Emperor Yan's voice with oppression and anger came: "What is the solution? ”

The young imperial doctor's legs and stomach couldn't help but tremble, and he finally straightened his voice, "Back to Your Majesty, there is no antidote written in the book. ”

"You can't solve it without a solution in the book, can you?"

"Your Majesty, please forgive Weichen for being stupid."

"Stupid," Emperor Yan said angrily, "Then you say, what is the use of me asking for a foolish doctor!" ”

The young imperial physician gasped and said in a trembling voice: "Please also ask Your Majesty to give Weichen some more time, Weichen will definitely come up with a good prescription." ”

Emperor Yan ignored him anymore and walked out directly, Zhao Jing hurriedly followed, "Your Majesty, where are you going?" ”

"Lanqing Palace."

…………

When Emperor Yan entered the Lanqing Palace, he did not let him be informed, and Concubine Xian was admiring the Kodan she had just painted in front of the light, and was startled by the figure in front of her.

Emperor Yan smiled: "Concubine Xian is so interested. ”

Concubine Lan retracted her hand and owed her body, delicate as a flower, and said softly: "Your Majesty." ”

"Zhong Hongyuan is dead, does Concubine Xian know?"

Concubine Xian's hand shook slightly, but her face remained the same, "Your Majesty, what are these words, how is Imperial Doctor Zhong, and how can the concubines know?" ”

Emperor Yan said: "He can be regarded as one of your relatives, so you can't ignore it." ”

"I haven't been in touch for many years, but I'm rusty, who knows that now it's ......" Concubine Xian showed regret on her face, and there was a little half-truth mist in her eyes.

Emperor Yan asked, "Is it true that I haven't been in contact for many years?" ”

Concubine Xian's eyes gradually turned red, "Your Majesty doesn't believe in concubines?" ”

Emperor Yan gently took Concubine Xian's hand and said gently, "Why don't I believe in Concubine Xian?" It's just this jade pendant, how should Concubine Xian explain it to me? ”

Concubine Xian's palms were cold, her heart trembled slightly, and she spread out her palms, it was the Qingming jade pendant.

"This jade pendant is quite similar to a jade pendant collected by the concubine in the past, I don't know where Your Majesty got it?"

Emperor Yan said coldly: "Zhong Hongyuan is at home. The jade pendant collected by Concubine Xian, can you have a look at it with me? ”

Concubine Xian carefully looked at the jade pendant in her hand and ordered: "Huan'er, go and get the Qingming jade pendant in the palace." ”

The palace lady called Huan'er didn't take a long time to bring a red sandalwood box, "Niangniang, your jade pendant." ”

Emperor Yan raised his hand to take the rosewood box, and when he opened it, it was indeed a jade pendant with the same carving pattern and similar jade color as the jade pendant in the hand of Concubine Xian.

Concubine Xian said: "I don't know where Imperial Doctor Zhong got this jade pendant, but it's a coincidence." ”

Emperor Yan nodded in agreement and said, "It's quite fateful, so what does Concubine Xian think of this handwritten letter from Zhong Hongyuan?" Emperor Yan opened the letterhead handed by Zhao Jing and threw it to Concubine Xian, "Is this also a coincidence?" ”

Concubine Xian unfolded the piece of letterhead, and what was written on the letter was how Concubine Xian instructed Zhong Hongyuan to do something in Murong Jin's medicine, and how Zhong Hongyuan was ashamed of Emperor Yan and how he blamed himself.

Concubine Xian held the jade pendant in her hand tightly and looked at Emperor Yan with confusion, "Your Majesty, what is said in this letter, the concubine doesn't understand." ”

"Don't you understand?"

Concubine Xian knelt down in a daze, tears rolling down in strings, "Your Majesty, how could a concubine do such a vicious thing, someone must have framed the concubine - Your Majesty, someone must have framed the concubine." ”

Emperor Yan half-squatted down and combed the tangled tassels on Concubine Xian's hair with his fingers, "Then tell me, who planted it, and how did you frame your concubine?" ”

"Your Majesty-" Concubine Xian took Emperor Yan's hand that was about to retract, crying more and more aggrieved and sad, "Your Majesty, this handwriting can be forged, and the jade pendant can also be imitated, Your Majesty must not wronged the concubines because of these traitorous methods——"

"Just a letter? A piece of jade pendant? Emperor Yan withdrew his hand indifferently, "If I remember correctly, Concubine Xian was also convicted of Concubine Hui because of a small sachet, isn't it?" So who framed the concubine back then? ”

Concubine Xian heard the word "Hui Concubine", and her eyes became a little cold, "It's clear that Hui Concubine colluded with the foreign minister first, how can she talk about framing!" ”

"Oh?" Emperor Yan said with a smile, "Then today it is clear that Concubine Xian murdered the prince first, how can we talk about planting falsehoods?" ”

"Your Majesty - the Ming family has always been loyal to the royal family and loyal to Your Majesty, how could a concubine commit the great crime of murdering the emperor's heir......" After speaking, he began to sob.

Emperor Yan got up, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and there was some mockery in his eyes. Yes, there is still the Ming family behind Concubine Xian.

"Are you threatening me?"

Concubine Xian was shocked, she was anxious, she shouldn't have mentioned the Ming family so early, "The concubine didn't dare." ”

"If Ah Jin is okay today, I can spare your life, if not, I will drag the entire Ming family to bury you," Emperor Yan said calmly, "Also, Li'er doesn't need a vicious concubine like you, in the future, you should not meet with Li'er." ”

Concubine Xian looked at Emperor Yan in disbelief, and almost begged to pull the corner of Emperor Yan's robe and said: "Your Majesty-the concubine is guilty, and the concubine deserves death, but Your Majesty, Li'er is still young, he can't live without his mother-" Concubine Xian thought of Murong Li, and felt that her heart was like a knife.

Emperor Yan shook off Concubine Xian in disgust and said in a short, gloomy tone: "You are so self-conscious. Then he waved his sleeves and left.

Concubine Xian looked at the unknown place with vacant eyes, and finally cried bitterly.

Murong Li was right, his father, the emperor, was still more partial to Murong Jin after all. It's been three years, three years, and he still can't forget Murong Jin's mother, and he can't let go of that woman. Concubine Xian could deceive Murong Li, but she couldn't deceive herself after all.

At the beginning, it was just a little concubine and a child who didn't know what to do, so Emperor Yan couldn't care. Now that it has been replaced by Murong Jin, can't even the entire Ming family bear it?

After Emperor Yan returned to the Floating Moon Palace, he stayed by Murong Jin's couch inch by inch, holding those little hands that were a little cold, feeling that such a weak breath and pulse seemed to stop at any time. He couldn't help but think of the child who used to be willful and coquettish in his arms, and compared to the pale and fragile villain who has now become tough and hearty in the deep palace, he only feels that his heart is as painful as being corroded.

Emperor Yan moved the music to the Floating Moon Palace, and from time to time he turned back to see if Murong Jin had opened his eyes, and Emperor Yan felt like a prisoner in the prison.

As the child approached, the young physician came to administer the needle.

After a stick of incense, Murong Jin spat out a mouthful of blackened blood.