Okay-if-book-let's Prince Rui raise his troops and return to the court.

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Yikun Palace. The tent hangs lightly. The fog lingers. It exudes a strong medicinal fragrance.

Ming Shen was tired and pillowed on the green jade pillow. The body is covered with a seven-colored silk brocade quilt. The pitch-black green silk is wet with thin sweat. Messy and enchanting. The sunken cheeks are a light red. But it's red but not moist. It's a cool red. Like a female corpse before the burial. It's dull and dead.

"Qi Yu Niangniang. Prince Rui brought Jiang Imperial Physician to ask for a meeting outside the palace." Qiu Gui came in with a medicine bowl. Walk to the bed and whisper a whisper.

"Nope. Let them go back." Ming Shen's voice is hoarse. Rolled over and turned his back. In the gap between the closed eyes. Two lines of hot tears meander down.

Qiu Gui gently tucked the quilt for her. For the embarrassment: "Imperial Doctor Jiang is here by order. If the mother is gone. The emperor will be unhappy. Moreover. Imperial Doctor Jiang's medical skills are superb. Maybe it can cure this strange disease. I don't know. Or ......"

"How. Now you can be the master of this house. It's still not good to use the words of the main palace. Said no. It's just gone. Hugh will say it again. Ahem...... cough cough ...... "The more Ming Shen said, the more excited he became. In the end, it was as if I couldn't help it. Hurriedly turned around and pulled out the silk handkerchief under the pillow. Covering his lips and coughing.

Qiu Gui hurriedly helped her to sit up. When I saw a ball of blood stained on the silk handkerchief. Suddenly frightened, the six gods had no master. I can no longer care about the wishes and orders of Ming Shen. Anxiously shouted outside the tent: "Hurry up and see the imperial doctor through the river. The mother coughed up blood. Quickly pass people in."

"Yes." Gong E, who was waiting outside the tent, answered softly. It didn't take long. A hoarse and low male voice came from the hall. There was an irresistible majesty in his tone: "All of you go down. Here the king and the imperial doctor Jiang are waiting. That's enough."

"Yes." The palace people saw that the person who came was Prince Rui. Hurriedly made a chorus. They all retreated. Qiu Gui knows what is going on in Ming's mind. I saw Prince Rui come over with Imperial Doctor Jiang again. I was very relieved to retreat. Although she always felt that the prince had entered the imperial concubine's bedroom without permission, it was a bit out of courtesy. But it's expedient. I can't care about so much red tape now.

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At that time. Wen Hao walked into the hall wearing a black silk bronzed arrow sleeve python robe. Six groups of golden thread dragons are embroidered on the shoulders. It shows the unique domineering and dignity. Wearing the golden crown of the former prince. Waist under the dragon and phoenix sword. He exudes a sword-like cold temperament.

His deep ink eyes stared at the little figure in the tent with emotion. Thoughts are stacked.

Heard. She poisoned his father. Assassinated his mother.

Heard. She forced her own father to death. The biological mother and eldest brother received an enviable reward.

Heard. She gave birth to a princess. Milk name Huan. Since then, the Holy Grace has been rich. Pet crown six houses.

Heard. She has served the king too much. The disease is not curable. The medicine stone is spiritless.

.......

How much I heard. How many doubts. How much towards longing for thought. How much to worry about. It's finally time to get together. It turned out to be a curtain looking at each other. Speechless.

After a long silence. Wen Hao in order to break this embarrassment. Slightly bowed back. Symbolic sleeve salute. The tone was light and mocking: "Please be the emperor's sister-in-law."

"His Royal Highness Prince Rui has worked hard. Outstanding military achievements. In front of the emperor, they don't do the courtesy. Now I say hello to this palace. It's really tormenting the main palace. Where can this palace afford it?" Ming Shen's hoarse voice. As light as an embroidery needle on the ground. She's sick. But it's not confusing. Naturally, I could hear the mocking tone in Wen Hao's words.

"The royal sister-in-law is serious. The younger brother is a rough man. If there was a presumptuous rude in the past. I hope that the imperial sister-in-law will not take it to heart." Wen Hao smiled coldly. His eyes stared resentfully at the heavy curtains piled up of splendid embroidery. I want to swing my sword and slash it to pieces. Then rush straight in. Grab her and ask for an understanding. But when I heard her sandy voice. Partial and distressing tight.

"Ahem, cough ......" Ming Shen half leaned against the bed curtain and coughed non-stop. The little face was red. But still endure the itchy throat. Word by word: "Prince Rui is too worried. Hongu was born with a generous heart. I've never been a little haunted by the past. Ahem......"

"I didn't expect the imperial sister-in-law to be so 'tolerant' and elegant. It's no wonder that the Imperial Brother pampered you as if you were a concubine." Wen Hao's face was gloomy. A sarcasm with a pun. When I heard her say that she had never taken the previous things to heart. A hint of soreness. Sharp fracture of the bottom of the heart.

"Prince Rui Miao. Hongu is just a blessed man. But I don't have the means and skills that Daji Yuxi has." Ming Shen is not to be outdone. There was a dull ache in his chest. A crystal teardrop. Suddenly slipped from his eyes.

Jiang Feng is like an ornament. Stand quietly on the side with the medicine box on your back. Looking at the former master who was cold and silent. At this moment, he is fighting with a little woman like a wayward child. I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He noticed that Wen Hao glared coldly. Hurriedly held back a smile and said, "Master. Empress. If you want to reminisce about the old days. Do you have to talk to Wei Chen after asking for a pulse?"

"No...... Don't come in." A look of panic flashed in Ming Shen's eyes. Tightly squeeze the mandarin duck tassel hanging from the tent. Like a frightened bird. Suddenly became restless.

Wen Hao's eyes were as pale as ice. Slightly rippling. The tone unconsciously brought out nervous concern: "If he doesn't go in. How can I ask you for a pulse diagnosis?"

"Hongu is now described as haggard. If you don't want to see someone, it's okay." Ming Shen said willfully. The hoarse voice suddenly became a little sharper. Compared to her weakness. Looks out of place.

Why didn't you even give him the chance to see the previous one. Is he just annoying her?

"Uncle and sister-in-law are different. This point of evasion is still understood by this king. But Jiang Feng came by order. I can't help you if you want to." Wen Hao's palm hidden under his sleeve. It has long been clenched into a fist. Coldly commanded: "Jiang Feng. Go check her pulse."

Jiang Feng glanced at Wen Hao in astonishment. Out of the corner of his eye, he skimmed to the splendid curtain. In the end, he lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Concubine Shen. Wechen is also acting on orders. Offenses. I beg your pardon. Please cooperate with Wechen. Revealing the gold face. Let Wechen take a look."

The voice just fell. A crack was made in the curtain of the gold. The woman inside hung down on her chest with a dull blue silk. The delicate body is as thin as a piece of paper. Like petals withering in the wind. Beautiful, but desolate.

Jiang Feng looked at her with pity. I can't help but sigh deeply. Doctors pay attention to looking, hearing, and inquiring, just looking at their faces. She's like lovesickness.

The so-called Acacia. It's a living person. I don't think about tea and dinner all day long. Restless sleep. Boiled raw and dry, flesh and blood. All that remains is a picture of dry skin and bones. The oil runs out and the lamp is dry.

She ....... Is it serious?" Wen Hao couldn't help but look inside slightly. But the voice of the voice. Still as cold and calm as his pride.

"It shouldn't be a big deal. Master can rest assured for the time being." Jiang Feng replied. He said gently and respectfully to Ming Shen: "I implore Niangniang to stretch out her hand again. Let the minister take the pulse for you."

Ming Shen propped up the bed with one hand. Slowly raise a bony arm. Jiang Feng took out a brocade handkerchief and spread it on her wrist. Two fingers probed into the inside of the wrist.

After a long time. His face became more and more solemn: "Niangniang has eaten something that shouldn't be eaten recently."

"Left and right are just soups and water to nourish the body. Did Imperial Doctor Jiang sense that something was wrong in the body of this palace?" Ming Shen asked, raising her pointed pale chin. With the discourse. A heavy smell of medicine came out of her mouth.

"Niangniang has been giving birth to Princess Chenghuan ever since. But there's something uncomfortable."

"After giving birth to Chenghuan. The palace began to eat without thinking. Chills all over the body. Prostration and weakness ......"

"That's right. Tea and rice are not thought of is the mother's heart disease. Chills all over the body. It's caused by the cold in the body."

"Chill in the body?" Wen Hao heard this. Anger burned in his eyes. The flood rushed into the tent like a beast. He asked in a cold voice, "After the imperial concubine gives birth. Doesn't you deserve the best treatment? How can you end up with a sick root that accumulates cold in your body?"

Ming Shen saw him break in. hurriedly grabbed the gold tent to cover his discoloring face. Because. She didn't want Wen Hao to see her haggard and disgraced face. But. He looked still in high spirits.

The wind and sand in Nan'an don't seem to have left any traces of vicissitudes on his body. The cold face is becoming more and more mature and introverted. And she has already been ruined. Withered like a lychee stem that has lost its moisture. It was as if he would always be the most luxurious jewel in the world. in front of him. It's always going to look like you're embarrassed for no reason. Consciously defiled.

Wen Hao's eyes touched the poor figure in the tent. Suddenly my heart was heartbroken. The youthful and lush red face of the past. Now it's fragile like a snowflake that shatters at the touch of a button. Helpless huddled in their tents. I can't help but want to hold her in my arms. Careful care and pity.

"Jiang Feng. Why did she have a cold in her body?" Wen Hao asked in a deep voice. The original cold complexion turned a little colder.

Jiang Feng immediately knelt on the ground. For the sake of "The master forgives the sins...... Wechen didn't dare to say it!"

Ming Shen half-covers his face. In a hoarse voice, he said, "I know what I've eaten in this palace. Imperial Doctor Jiang can tell the truth. There is no need to shy away from the main palace. Cover-up."

Ever since she had eaten the pill that Wen Xuan had fed her. The more cold and weak the body becomes. It's just that the imperial doctors in the palace can't come up with a reason. So she didn't ask any further. Now that I think about it. It must be the problem with that pill.

Jiang Feng slowly raised his head. Look into her eyes. He frowned and said, "Niangniang's body is cold and weak. It's because I took the Sterilization Pill. Because of the sterilization drugs made in the palace. are doped with many cold and cold drugs. So it will leave sequelae on the body."

"Neuter!" Ming Shen muttered. A shiver shivered at the tip of my heart. The eyelashes as long as butterfly wings flutter. Crystal clear tears rolled down one by one.

The emperor's grace is high and thick. Heavy as a mountain weighed her breathless. It was just to destroy her.

Hehe. It's really a foot high. The magic is one foot high. Think you can see everything. can strategize; But I don't know. This protects itself at its own price. She couldn't afford to be sad.

How can the emperor be so ruthless. Shengsheng deprived her of the right to give birth as a woman.

"It's so strangely sick. The king knows. Someone must be uneasy and kind. Don't be afraid. This king will definitely call the shots for you. Make the people who have hurt you pay a thousand times. 10,000 times the tragic price." Wen Hao sat down next to Ming Shen. Brushing her messy green silk. The inky jade-like eyes burst out with a strange and indistinguishable killing meaning.

"The concubine is defeated. Salt-free posture. He is a man of great sin. Life is thinner than paper. It's not for the prince to be contaminated. It's not worth it when you do anything for me." Ming Shen buried her head in her messy hair in shame. The fingertips sink deep into the flesh of the palm. But I didn't feel the pain at all.

"Jewel. Why bother to be presumptuous? What is the king's heart for you? You really don't understand anything?"

Wen Hao's arm is forced. A backhand buckled her into her chest again. indulged in the medicinal fragrance on her body. He asked in a calm voice, "Tell this king. Did he force you to eat it? There is also the king's father and mother. He killed it, right? Those things. It's none of your business, is it?"

"I'm sorry. The bowl of medicine before the first emperor died. I brought it to him with my own hands. But. But I didn't kill the noble concubine......." Ming Shen spewed a hoarse cry in her throat. clenched his fists in a clenched manner. Sinking in the sludge of sin, little by little. Fallen into a ghost with feet of mud.

"How is that possible?" Wen Hao twisted his eyebrows. Mu Lu said ruthlessly: "Even if it is as you say. The poison that my father drank was brought by you. Then you must have been coerced. But how did the king's mother die? Make it clear to the king. And her bones. Where is it now?"

"Actually. The noble concubine is not the blood of the Nalan family. It's a chess piece sent into the palace by my father. Later, after the father was killed. She was grieved. He committed suicide with a silver hairpin and died. The emperor in order to take care of the royal decency. Demoted her to a commoner and burned her." Mingshen's lips flutter. Tears are rolling down. A withered face. Pear blossoms with rain. He wept very miserably.

"This king does not believe. Ask you again. Who killed my mother?" Wen Hao grabbed her slender neck suddenly. There was a layer of blood red in the ink eyes. But he never really hurt her.

"I didn't lie to you. The noble concubine really committed suicide. It's just because Empress Dowager Hui can't tolerate her. So there are no bones left. You're going to hate me. Just hate. Although I am not the one who started it all. But I'm one of the accomplices." Ming Shen's heart throbbed. Eyes drooping. Cast a shadow on the pale little face.

"Do you really think that this king is reluctant to kill you? You're in a nest with those people, snakes, and rats. This king will destroy you, the adulterous concubine, first. I'm settling accounts with the usurper thief. so as to avenge my father and the princess." He said angrily. The hand around her neck tightened. The icy aura gradually dispersed and spread.

"No, master. She's the Imperial Concubine." Jiang Feng hurriedly stood up from the ground to stop it. was slapped by Wen Hao and flew a few meters away.

He clutched his aching chest. He spat out blood and said, "This is the palace. Killing her is useless and nothing good. The master is merciful. She's a concubine."

The smell of tea is weak. With an almost obsessive look. Looking at the beloved face of the gods in front of him. It's a pity that those eyes that used to be infinitely tender to her. Now it's murderous. It's like betraying the gods of the gods. There is a strong aura around him.

Her pale tugging at the corners of her lips. There was a hint of bitterness in his smile: "The past is clear in my eyes. Poor as a dream. All take the old days Bo Xing. It's just that today is ruthless. can die by your hand. It's not in vain that I came to this world."

"Smack."

Wen Hao slapped her in the face. The fire in my heart is even stronger. As long as this woman says she is helpless. It is persecuted. Or just make up a reason for him not to kill her. He is willing to believe it. But she wants to be red. Bear everything naked. Let him just think that she is an accomplice in this murder of the king and usurpation of the throne. I can't wait to crush her on the spot.

Wen Hao looked down at her condescendingly. Self-deprecating asked, "Where is he good. It is worth your life and death. Kill the king and force the father. Aren't you afraid of losing your own life?"

"Anyway, my life is short. Sooner or later it's a death. Kill me to vent your anger. I would like to die to dissolve the anger in your heart. Pay for the lives of the first emperor and the noble concubine. Please also don't cling to hatred. Go back to the fiefdom to be a hegemon. Don't go to Beijing anymore." Ming Shen trembled and covered his face in pain to the bone marrow. clutched the corner of the seven-colored silk brocade quilt. The moment the quilt is lifted. Suddenly, there seemed to be a smell of blood lingering in the temple.

"What if this king doesn't." Wen Hao grabbed Ming Shen's wrist. Pulled her up. Even the seven-colored silk brocade quilt fell to the ground. Bloody.