Under the plaque of Huayang Palace.

Two women lost their hair and were waiting to be dressed, kneeling straight in front of the palace gate, one was the queen of Dayin, and the other was the concubine of the harem.

Xiao Natsuko was so anxious that she stomped her feet.

"Two masters, why do you bother?"

"The emperor is angry, isn't this adding fuel to the fire!"

Concubine Hui sneered in her heart.

But the tone of her voice was extremely sincere:

"Father-in-law doesn't have to care, how can such a big matter be tried in a hurry? Now that the evidence is still insufficient, the little general is only sixteen years old, how can this palace bear to see him die in vain?! ”

After speaking, the queen had already rolled down tears.

She turned her head to look at the people around her, and a complicated meaning appeared in her eyes.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it's another day.

In late winter and early spring, cold winds hit.

On the green floor tiles under the plaque of Huayang Palace, the two of them were wearing thin clothes, shivering from the cold, but they were still strong.

After several days of not eating, drinking, or sleeping, the queen finally couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Queen Mother!"

After an exclamation, everyone surrounded the people and carried them down with their hands and feet.

Wanqing walked up and put on a cloak for Concubine Hui.

"Master, you are so good at estimating your body, what if you have three long and two short, called a maidservant?"

"Get out!"

Concubine Hui let out a weak low snort.

"Now that the queen has fallen, the palace must kneel here, if you come to disturb again, I will send you to the punishment department!"

Xiao Xiazi saw it on the side and sighed secretly.

But after all, it's the end of the crossbow.

In the evening, Concubine Hui also fell ill on the ground, and she simply fell ill with a high fever, and the imperial doctor was busy, and after Emperor Yin knew about it, he just instructed "Don't infect the little prince".

"Report ......"

"Your Majesty, there is a letter from the post station."

"What letter?"

Xiao Natsuko was a little nervous: "Yes...... It's a ...... about the queen."

Hearing the word "queen", Emperor Yin took it over, and the envelope had been opened, obviously being seen. He hurriedly opened it and read along the rice paper.

The more he read, the more his face turned pale.

"Smack!"

In a fit of rage, the superior slapped the case, and the fold on the top fell to the ground with a "bang".

"The emperor is angry......"

Although I don't know what happened, judging from the master's expression, I am afraid that it is another big deal!

Alas......

He sighed inwardly.

That night, the lights in the Huayang Hall were bright.

Emperor Yin sat on the dragon chair, looking vacantly ahead, stunned, as if he was remembering something. Xiao Xiazi stood aside and waited, and he didn't dare to come out.

At about the fourth watch, King Shao'an entered the palace to ask for a meeting.

The person in front of the desk came back to his senses and waved his hand at the person next to him.

"Go down."

"Yes."

In the hall, only Emperor Yin and Yin Shu were left.

The godless eyes looked down, and on the Jiuyang tangled candlestick next to the desk, the candlelight was fluttering and jumping, reflecting his tired face.

"How?"

The people below held their swords and gave them up.

"Back to the emperor, the handwriting on this letter is exactly the same as that of General Zheng's handwriting."

In an instant, Emperor Yin closed his eyes tightly.

Deep in his heart, he was filled with infinite despair and anger, constantly tumbling and tormenting, mixed with the memories in his mind, making people even more painful.

Take a deep breath and your chest rises.

"Does he admit it?"

The people below shook their heads: "Young General Zheng always said that the queen didn't know about it. ”

"Someone!"

"Go to Fengqi Pavilion and invite the queen to come."

"Your Majesty ......", Yin Shu hurriedly stopped him, worried, "At this moment, it's already four watches at night, if you take the liberty to invite, I'm afraid of alarming the Sixth Palace, it's not good, let alone heard...... The queen is seriously ill. ”

On the dragon chair above, there was a heavy gasp.

"That's it! I'll go tomorrow in person. ”

Xiao Xiazi breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Prince Shao'an gratefully.

Day 2.

Inside the crape myrtle pavilion.

Wanqing sat in front of the bed, holding a white jade bowl, and had just finished serving her master and drinking medicine.

Concubine Hui coughed violently a few times, and the maid hurriedly beat her back, and served her with tea.

"Over there in Huayang Palace, how's it going?"

Rao is voice is hoarse, the wind and cold invade the body, and she refuses to let go of the news in the palace.

At the corner of Wanqing's mouth, a smile rose.

"Everything is exactly as the mother expected."

The people on the couch heard it, and their eyes widened! She grabbed the handmaiden's arm, and suddenly, she was about to sit up......

Wanqing hurriedly pressed her.

"Niangniang, you rest first, and the slave will tell you."

"I heard from the palace people who served in Huayang Palace, the emperor didn't sleep all night last night, and overnight, he summoned the prince of Shao'an into the palace, and he went to the direction of Fengqi Pavilion early in the morning......"

"How?"

"Don't be impatient, if you have a letter, the slave will tell you immediately."

Concubine Hui was lying on the bed, gasping for breath.

"Ahem......"

Tears welled up, but she smiled heartily.

Three days later.

The edict after the abolition came from the Zhangtai Hall overnight!

Emperor Yin personally planned, stamped the national seal, and ordered Xiao Xiazi to pass on the ...... in person

"It's not good!"

Hearing the news, Mingyue ran in in a panic.

"What?"

The queen poked her head out of the couch, and her cheeks were so pale that there was no blood.

Ming Yan and Ming Shan came in at the same time, and when they saw the face of their master, they were all frightened!

"I didn't ...... Didn't ......."

The eyes of the three of them were panicked, but they were all full of tears, and they choked up all the words they were about to say in their throats, and they only stared at their masters in a daze.

"Master, it's okay."

"Rest well......"

Before the words were finished, Mingyue's tears fell first.

"The Divine Decree has arrived!"

In the vastness, Xiao Xiazi has already come in.

Behind him, there was a group of people.

"Miss Mingyue, the emperor's will, the slaves can't disobey it, and since the queen is sick, she is not reluctant."

As he spoke, two eunuchs came in and carried a glass carved screen.

He stood facing the bed, and pulled the yellow silk from his hand:

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor edict, the queen Zheng, eyes have no national discipline, behavior is contrary to the norm, the cholera of the younger brother is unstoppable, putting the lives of tens of millions of soldiers in danger......"

The latter words were not heard by the people on the couch.

She only felt a "buzzing" sound in her ears, sick, panicked, and numb.

I don't know how long it took......

"Mother's ......"

Mingyue knelt in front of the phoenix couch, her face was shining, holding her hand firmly, and she was still sobbing.

The people in the temple have been astigmatized.

"Niangniang, let's not be afraid, there is still the prince, you take good care of your body, and the emperor is only angry......"

Her words were so incoherent that even she panicked!

Time, as if standing still.

The man on the couch was lying flat, gasping for air, his pale face was full of dead despair, and two tears slipped down and flowed into his sideburns.

After a long time, her hands moved.

"Don't ...... Don't cry. ”

"You go, for the palace, Jiang Ji will be found first, and the palace will explain a few things."

The bright moon echoed again and again.

She reluctantly glanced at the person on the couch, and finally cried.

After the maidservant is gone.

The queen struggled to crawl to the drawer, laboriously opened the third compartment, and took out a plain white handkerchief from it, and when she had done this, her forehead was already sweating profusely.

Put your finger in your mouth and tear it hard......

The red blood beads immediately ooze out!

She pressed the handkerchief on the ground, held back the pain in her heart, and wrote word by word.

Ten days later.

In the Fengqi Pavilion, it is full of white vegetarian food.

A wisp of spring breeze blows, and the plum blossoms in the garden fall, with the spring cold of the steep material, and the vigorous renewal of the earth.