Yun Shan said again:

"That Qing'er said that if she told this to the palace, you would ask for her illness, is this also true?"

"Hey!"

When Yun Mo heard this, he immediately sighed heavily, "Lao Chen has no choice, I'm worried that if she tells the truth, your body will not be able to stand it!" So I just scared her, but I didn't expect that she would take it seriously! ”

"! Where is Qing'er now? Let the old minister see her and explain this matter clearly! ”

Next, Yun Shan cried again, and told Yun Mo about Qing'er carefully, Yun Mo was shocked when he heard it, and said, Don't think too much about the queen, just leave it to him to deal with such excessive things.

In addition, let her give him some of the clothes that Qing'er used before her death, so that she could find a Taoist to do it.

Then, he asked Yun Shan to prepare some money and let him take it out to Qing'er's father, so as to break Yun Shan's worries.

Hearing these arrangements, Yun Shan did let go of a lot in her heart, just thinking about her father, who originally loved herself so much, she felt a little warm in her heart, and the loneliness she felt instantly dissipated.

So that night, she slept a little more soundly.

The next day, an old man who claimed to be the father of Qing'er came directly to the palace and personally found the queen's mother.

Kneeling on the ground, crying bitterly, he said, his daughter is not blessed to suffer the queen's longen, he is a father to apologize for her, and said that when his daughter gave him a dream, he said that she was ashamed of the queen's mother, but he didn't expect the queen to be so good to her father, and she still said such vicious words to the mother before her death, which really shouldn't be.

deliberately asked his father to come over for a visit, in order to convey Qing'er's wishes.

Looking at the old man's honest gaze, the tragic situation of Qing'er that had been in his mind for the past few days was completely over.

Yun Shan, since she began to adjust her body, is busy to be her queen mother again.

It's just that it's only been a few days, and some subtle changes have taken place in the harem.

Legend has it that the emperor left that day, but he didn't go anywhere else.

Instead, he went straight to Yixin, who not only made delicious hot pot, but also danced for the emperor in person, so that the emperor could see that Xinzhong was very happy, and left the bad luck brought by the queen behind.

The queen was very grateful to Yixin in her heart, so when the concubines in the palace came to ask for peace the next day, she specially called Yixin:

"Sister! You've helped my sister a lot! ”

Seeing that the queen suddenly smiled at herself, Yixin was happy in her heart, and she was blessed, and said:

"My sister also heard Hong'er say how to make that hot pot, so that she can make the taste! Is my sister free these days? Why don't you try it in your sister's palace? ”

The queen didn't taste it, but she was polite, and rewarded Yixin with a lot of jewelry, and Yixin knelt down to thank her, and went happily.

Looking at Yixin's somewhat complacent back, the queen's gaze became a little more interesting.

Anyway, on this day, the emperor felt itchy in his heart again, and wanted to eat the lively hot pot, so he also directly drove the Huaqing Palace.

After arriving, I found that the people in the palace were playing some games under the warm winter sun, and those teenage palace maids and eunuchs were all smiling on their faces.

This made the emperor feel comfortable after seeing it.

It's as if you see the world you rule, it's so peaceful.

"The emperor has arrived!"

With the shout of the father-in-law, the people of Huaqing Palace immediately knelt down and shouted long live the emperor, long live, long live!

made the emperor very happy in his heart, and he walked vigorously.

So when I entered the palace, I saw the emperor and immediately sent someone to make hot pot!

And the emperor went up and grabbed her hand and asked her how she was doing?

Yixin had a charming smile on her face and nodded with a smile,

"Thanks to the emperor's grace, it is very good to be happy."

Ye Wushuang looked down at Yixin's gentle smile, her eyebrows and eyes were a little delicate, although she was not as aura as Nalan Lan'er, but it also had a different taste.

Then he suddenly said:

"Lan'er, in fact, she is in the cold palace, and she also loves to eat hot pot."

was originally happy, but when she heard that the emperor mentioned Nalan Lan'er in front of her again, and judging from the meaning of these words, could it be that the emperor loves to eat hot pot, but because of Nalan Lan'er!

I don't feel a little desolate in my heart, but I still have a smile on my face:

"She is ingenious and has her own understanding of many things."

"That's nature!"

Speaking of Nalan Lan'er, Ye Wushuang was very energetic, talking endlessly about the old things between them, and he didn't care about looking at Yixin's expression at all.

It wasn't until the voice of the deacon and eunuch suddenly came from outside the door that the emperor suddenly stopped, looking a little unfinished.

Leng Leng asked:

"Why are you in such a hurry! Didn't you see me chatting with Yixin! ”

The deacon and eunuch hurriedly knelt on the ground and said:

"Back to the emperor, something is wrong! The former concubine Niangniang in the cold palace, Nalan Lan'er, is now terminally ill, and I am afraid that it will soon be ......"

Before the eunuch finished speaking, the emperor immediately hurriedly got up, like a sudden wind, and directly passed him.

Na Yixin glared at the deacon and eunuch fiercely, and he pretended not to see it, and followed the emperor directly.

When this eunuch was walking on the road, he was still thinking, fortunately he believed that Wan'er's words and came to the emperor in person, otherwise, such a good errand might not be taken by anyone!

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people behind him, the emperor would probably run into the cold palace.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw the palace door open, although it was almost noon, but there was no warmth in the air.

It was the first time for the emperor to enter that familiar small house, and when he first entered the door, he was almost not smoked out by the unpleasant smell of Chinese medicine in the air!

Looking around, I found that all the windows had been sealed in order to keep warm, and there was a stove in the room that seemed to be unlit, but even so, there was still a cold wind blowing in the room, and there was no warmth at all.

Looking towards the simple bed again, Ye Wushuang clearly saw Nalan Lan'er's recent situation.

What a broken bed that is!

The corners are a little mottled, and there are moth-eaten mutilations, and there is a quilt on it, which looks so thin.

And there is no color at all.

Thinking about it some time ago, she was still eating hot pot, I thought that this room should be warm and warm, but I didn't expect that under such harsh conditions, she could live so happily.

And he even blamed her.

It seems that the punishment for her is not enough.

These few steps were so slow, and the emperor's gaze finally fell on Nalan Lan'er, who was already thin and imhuman-looking on the bed.

"Your Majesty!"

Nalan Lan'er saw surprise burst out in the emperor's eyes, and hurriedly wanted to kneel, but found that she had no strength at all, and just coughed violently:

"Ahem, ahem!"

Coughing violently, as if he was going to vomit out all his internal organs, he made Ye Wushuang feel distressed and wished that the person lying on the bed now was himself, he hurriedly stepped forward and held Nalan Lan'er's hand tightly, the biting coldness made his heart a little more sad.

"What the hell is going on!"

After a hands-on pat, she finally stopped coughing, and as soon as the emperor stopped, he sharply scolded the imperial doctor and the person who was kneeling next to him.

"Back to the emperor! Niangniang, oh, no, she, she was occasionally cold, but there was no heating facility in this house, plus she had been ill for a long time, and she dragged on and on, and now she is terminally ill and pharmacologically ineffective! ”

The eunuch fell to his knees and never dared to raise his head, as if he was afraid that the emperor's words would take his life!

"What do you say! Say it again to me! ”

The emperor grabbed Nalan Lan'er's hand tightly, but his voice was almost hoarse, and when others heard it, the heartache was beyond words.

Ye Wushuang only felt that the most important place in his heart, which was originally full, was suddenly slowly withdrawn, and he could even clearly feel that the most important thing in his heart was leaving him.

Yes, the most important thing for her.

Yes, the most important thing is her.

Tears suddenly burst out of his eyes, and Ye Wushuang didn't have time to wipe them at all, so he had to turn his head and listen to the imperial doctor repeating there, what was delayed, what cold palace was too cold, and what Nalan Lan'er's body was already thin.

He couldn't say anything anymore, and a hot tear burst out on the back of Nalan Lan'er's hand.

Nalan Lan'er hurriedly stretched out her other hand, wanting to cover the back of the emperor's hand, but she couldn't put it on.

But he coughed violently.

"Master, but what's uncomfortable!"

Wan'er got up from the ground and hurriedly asked Nalan Lan'er, looking at her raised hand, she understood immediately, and helped her put her hand on the back of the emperor's hand.

It was still biting cold, cutting the flesh on the tip of his heart little by little, knife by knife, as if he wanted to take his people away.

A sense of sadness that I have never felt before welled up from the bottom of my heart.

Ye Wushuang suddenly remembered that when Nalan Lan'er was sick at that time, his own worries and worries, he thought that with the postponement of time, he had forgotten all about it, but he didn't expect that after many days, she was still all of him.

Even at this time, he was still willing to give up the prosperous world and only have her.

But now, things seem to be out of his hands.

"Master, do you have something to say?"

Wan'er lay down in Nalan Lan'er's ear with tears in her eyes, watching her eyes keep turning around, and hurriedly asked.

When the emperor heard this, he hurriedly leaned over to listen.

Nalan Lan'er seemed to have a lot of effort before she was ready to speak, and as soon as her mouth opened, tears poured up:

"Emperor, Emperor! The queen's child was not killed by Lan'er. Lan'er, Lan'er knows that the emperor has a child, and it's too late to like it, how can she do such a thing? ”