In mid-April of the third year of Chengde, the northern border unilaterally tore up the contract and went to war in an all-out way.

The severe cold at the border has not receded, and the grain and grass are insufficient, and it is extremely critical!

The fierce battle lasted too long, the Yin army was defeated and retreated, and the two sides held each other at Saiguan.

In just one month, the enemy army actually approached 800 miles and reached the north entrance of the city.

Emperor Yin sat beside the Qingyu case.

For five days and five nights, he didn't eat oil and salt, and only relied on tea to hang his spirit.

"Bastard!"

The eunuch, the chief of the eastern kitchen, served outside, and all kinds of meals were taken down, and the tea was replaced, and a sufficient amount of mint leaves and verbena were added.

Hearing an angry roar inside, the servants trembled.

"Hundreds of thousands of troops, can't stop the end of the barbaric crossbow?"

"Simply incompetent!"

"Order, let Huguang and Lingnan transfer troops to reinforce the northern war!"

"The emperor is angry."

"Your Majesty!"

"Never."

……

He sat crooked on his throne, his eyes bloodshot and his face tired and depressed.

Suddenly dark clouds rolled in the sky, and rumbling thunder faintly exploded.

"Report ......"

Several old ministers sat at both ends of the hall, holding wat ends, all with chapped lips and dark circles.

"Report, the enemy army has entered the south of the city."

As the battle reports at the border pass were presented one after another, their faces were gloomy.

In the Huayang Palace, there was an atmosphere of anxiety and decadence, which was extremely dull.

"Report ...... The gate of the new city is broken, and the main army is surrounded! ”

A bolt of lightning fell, like a dancing silver snake, splitting the sky in half, and with the agitated "chaping" sound, it seemed to hit the main hall and shook the ground.

Yin Jian "brushed" up, anxiously pacing back and forth.

Several old ministers below raised their sleeves and wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

"Report ...... The officers and men of our army were captured in the Northern Desert, and the generals resisted desperately, and the whole army ...... Annihilated! ”

"The enemy's persuasion to surrender failed, General Zheng raised his sword and killed himself on the spot, and he was martyred!"

"What!"

A rolling thunderbolt exploded in my ears.

Yin Jianxing jumped to his feet, his eyes were split, staring at the blood book that was presented, his eyes widened, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

General Zheng's handwritten blood letter!

The font was crooked, bold and rough, and it was torn from the robes and covered in wisps of dust.

It can be seen that this is Zheng Yan's masterpiece at the last moment.

"Old General......

Tears slipped down his eyes in pain.

The heavy rain was sparse, washing the heavens and the earth endlessly.

His trembling palms crumpled the green cloth into a ball, the surface of his palms turned white from exertion, and the short nails of his fingertips were embedded in the flesh, and finally rested weakly on the edge of the cold desk.

The air fell into a deathly silence.

His chapped lips trembled, he was covered in cold sweat, and his tired face looked even more pale and weak.

Xiao Xia was so frightened that she hurriedly ran outside the hall and shouted to the imperial doctor.

Emperor Yin raised his hand and stopped him.

"Your Majesty...... The Emperor ......"

"Don't scare the minions......"

All the ministers were shocked.

Time was stagnant and long, and the wind and rain outside the Huayang Hall invaded the hall obliquely.

An extremely cold wind blew in from outside the hall, making Yin Jian feel heavier and colder.

"How so? How so? ”

After a long time, as if he had just broken free from the edge of hell, he shook twice, and a little blood dripped from his nostrils.

"It's over!"

"It's all over!"

His hands jumped violently, holding on to the side of the desk.

With the last of his strength, he spat out hoarsely from his chest.

"The Zheng family, the three dynasties of the country, full of loyalty, filial piety and martyrdom, for the security of the community to do their best, to protect the land of the unyielding life, the title of the country, the family members are all sealed, hereditary enjoyment. Build temples, bury the emperor's mausoleum, and enjoy the heavenly sacrifice at four o'clock. ”

After the edict was made, he planted it upright.

"Your Majesty!"

Xiao Xiazi let out a frightened cry, and several ministers were also shocked, holding Yin Jian's body, and shouting for help outside the hall.

"Doctor! Doctor! ……”

Under the dripping eaves outside the hall, a group of imperial doctors knelt on the black ground.

At first glance, I heard the shouting of the inner hall, and the ears of the old lady doctor were like five thunderbolts.

Everyone tacitly struggled with their sore knees, and all of them took three steps and two steps, and rushed to the hall, leaving only the people in a hurry behind them.

"Quick! Fast! ”

After about a cup of tea, the Queen Mother led people to arrive.

She walked in a hurry, walking like the wind, and her face was sad.

Under the soles of the mille-feuille forging shoes, rainwater is constantly seeping out.

Xiao Xiazi heard the movement and hurriedly came out to greet her, tears rippled on her face, and she seemed to be a bright piece, both worried and afraid.

"How's the Emperor?"

The Queen Mother rushed in.

He saluted in a panic, and reported in a thin, hoarse voice.

"The Queen Mother, Doctor Zhou is administering needles to the saint, the inner sanctum...... Need for quiet. ”

She stopped, and circled left and right.

"You all go down first!"

"Yes."

There was a neat sound of swords colliding, even if it was slight, it was enough to make people feel frightened.

He knew that the Huayang Hall had been surrounded.

The hall squeaked shut.

All the ups and downs have been blocked out, leaving only the steepness and silence. Another rolling thunder fell from the sky, and the cold light flashed into the temple, making people's breathing stagnant.

He could hear his own heartbeat.

Yingyan helped the Queen Mother to sit down.

The blood book is still on the Qingyu case, placed in the silk book brocade box, conspicuous and terrifying.

She took it with her own hands, looked at it intently, shook her head a few times, and almost fainted.

"Queen Mother...... Queen Mother ......"

Ying Yan hurriedly stepped forward and stabilized her master.

She looked at the edict, and after a while, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a deep voice:

"Can this edict be issued?"

Xiao Natsuko is full of cleverness.

"If you go back to the Queen Mother, it happened suddenly, and you haven't had time yet."

"Go, do as the emperor wills!"

In just an instant, she regained her usual composure and calm appearance.

A pair of stellar eyes, old and sharp.

Like a knife, it pierced through the hearts of everyone.

"The queen is about to give birth, this matter is temporarily hidden from Fengqi Pavilion, let the minions keep their mouths shut, whoever wants to leak the news and disturb the queen's fetus, they will be dragged out and beaten to death, and the whole family will sit together!"

Thinking of the unborn Huang Sun, he was even more angry.

She was especially inadequate, and her tone was even more eerie.

"The palace people who are serving in Fengqi Pavilion are rumored to be serving, if the queen slips again, none of them will want to live!"

The little eunuch was not in a hurry, but he was in a hurry.

"Yes, yes...... The minion will go and give the decree. ”

In addition, the mourning family was decreed, and the Zheng family was ordered to bring his young son into the palace to meet him. Just go! ”

"Yes......"

One connected the three edicts, and the soles of his feet were as if they were smeared with oil.

When the Queen Mother looked up again, Xiao Xiazi had already slipped away, where was there still a trace?

She held her breath and felt a headache.

The sky is blue in the day, but the Huayang Hall is dark, and the candlelight of the pillars on the golden dragon platform is fluttering and swaying.

In the air, a long sigh rippled.

"The mourning family remembers that there is a captain Han Du in the army, who is the old department of General Zheng, who has a very high prestige in the army, has been loyal for many years, and has no male heirs in the family, but there is only one pearl in his hand, who has reached the age of Jilu?"

Ying Yan secretly bowed her head.

The courtier's family, she knows it well.

"The Queen Mother has a good memory, that child is the only daughter of Han Duwei, named Yu'an, small character Loulan, because her temperament is a little stubborn, and Mrs. Han has been sick for many years, so the matter of discussing relatives has been delayed."

That sharp gaze flashed, and something was remembered.

"When the first emperor died, the queen mother, you still saw her!"

"The yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken...... Good word! Let Du Kun take the sign of the mourning family, and as a woman in the palace, he will personally bring it into the palace, quietly, don't alarm people. ”

The figure paused, and lowered its head.

"The slave takes the command."

"And ......"

"Xiao Xiazi must go to Fengqi Pavilion first to spread the word, the mourning family is afraid that it will be too late, the Zheng family, you go in person!"

"Yes, the slave must do a good job."

After doing all this, the Queen Mother panted heavily, and did not ask anyone to come in to serve, but only half-crooked on the Taishi's chair, contemplating.

What else? What else......

She was afraid of missing anything.

The wind and rain outside the hall were raging, and the heart was also turbulent.

If you're not careful, you'll lose everything!

I don't know how long it took, but the tired and nervous eyes finally slowly relaxed.

She braced herself and trembled towards the inner sanctum.

Her black sideburns were half white, and when she was less than forty years old, she suddenly felt very old, and she almost couldn't breathe.

"The Queen Mother's ......"

She motioned for the Imperial Doctor to excuse herself.

The emperor was dressed in a silk satin tunic and lay on a dragon bed with a sallow complexion.

The silver needles, like hedgehogs, were inserted into his body.

Sandalwood curls, hourglass time more.

I don't know how long it took, but she felt very tired, and even though she was holding her forehead, she began to nap.

"The Queen Mother?"

"The Queen Mother's ......"

Imperial Physician Zhou raised his voice.

Perhaps because of the exertion, his face was dripping with sweat.

"The emperor's dragon body is no big problem, because of excessive fatigue in the body, coupled with the rapid fire attack on the heart, it has led to the reversal of the five elements of the liver, and now the ministers have stabilized the qi and blood with silver needles, and then prescribe a few pairs of prescriptions to recuperate, ask for the pulse twice a day, and it will be cured in a few days."

The Queen Mother's tired face was still majestic.

"There is Imperial Doctor Lao Zhou, you go down first."

"Yes, the old minister retired."

Imperial Physician Zhou packed up the medicine box and respectfully exited the inner hall.

Looking at the emperor on the couch, the queen mother's expression was a little distressed.

In the middle of the night.

The main hall of Fengqi Pavilion is brightly lit, the queen builds flower branches in the inner hall, and the bright moon holds a gold plate with vermilion lacquer peony, and comes in with a bowl of blood swallows.

Seeing that the queen was still concentrating on her work, she hurriedly persuaded her.

"Niangniang drinks a bowl of bird's nest to warm up her body, this has been repaired for a day, and it is time to rest, the little prince is still in the womb, the month is getting bigger and bigger, Niangniang should not be too tired."

The queen put down the gilded scissors and cleaned her hands in the basin.

"I don't know why, this palace has been ...... these days I always feel restless. ”

Mingyue remembered today's message from Father-in-law Xia.

"Don't be shocked by the queen's fetal ......"

Perhaps, it's just a reprimand.

But she heard bad rumors.

"Niangniang is at ease, I think the prince is lively in the womb and is making trouble, which shows that the prince is strong, but it's a good thing!"

After listening to Mingyue's words, the queen lowered her eyelids and gently stroked her high bulging lower abdomen.

She remembered the dead child.

There was a sad light in those loving eyes, and the eyes were hazy, and tears suddenly slipped out of the corners of the eyes.

"If only he were still ......"

"Oops...... Mother, why are you crying? Wipe it quickly, don't cry during pregnancy. ”

"It's okay, this palace is ...... It's just joy. ”

Pulling out her thoughts, the corners of the queen's mouth filled with a smile.

"When there is no such child, this palace is like the withered flowers and trees, it is better to live than to die; Now that I have, a long drought is like a rainstorm, I am like a dead tree in spring, do you say that it is magical? ”

Mingyue smiled and said:

"In this way, our prince must be a caring baby! It's still a blessing doll, give the mother peace of mind! ”

The queen frowned.

"Recently, Hongu has been dreaming about his father and brother ......"

Mingyue's heart tightened, and then she smiled:

"Wouldn't it be better for the mother to think a lot when she is pregnant, and when the little prince is born safely, the lord and the son will return to the dynasty to get together?"

The sorrowful face was soothed.

"You're right, it's the uterus that thinks a lot about it."

Saying that, Mingyue waited for the master to untie his clothes and untie his clothes, and served to rest on the bed.

When I came out of the lights, I saw a figure sneaking outside the corridor, flashing by.

"Who? Who's there? ”

"What's wrong, Sister Mingyue?"

"It's okay......"

She was suspicious and turned her head to look at Ming Yan.

"You call Shangmingshan, bring a few reliable palace people, divide them into two groups, and take turns to guard inside and outside the palace."

In recent days, it has always been unnerving.

At the fourth watch, it was pouring outside, and it began to rain lightly.

A scent of early spring earthy fragrance hit her nose, Mingyue felt a cool itch on her face, opened her eyes hazy, and shivered.

Wake up suddenly.

She shook Ming Yan Mingshan, whispered a few words, then pulled Ming Yan to get up, went to the side hall, and found two small quilts with plain brocade peony pattern wrapped in gold and trimmed, and covered them for the queen.

Fortunately, the night was peaceful and nothing happened.

In the early morning, the sweet wind blows in through the window.

The queen said that the air was fresh, so she sneezed with the tip of her nose, Mingyue closed the window, and hugged the soup woman who warmed her hands.

"It's April now, and it's getting hot."

Mingyue was hooking the curtain, turning around and answering with a smile.

"There was a light rain just after the fourth watch last night, and the thunder was rolling, can you hear it?"

She shook her head, freed out a hand, and stroked her stomach.

"I think this little guy is too noisy during the day, and he sleeps too deeply in the palace at night."

"It's good for the mother to sleep deeply!"

"I used to hear my father say that when my mother was pregnant with me, she was also very sleepy, and sometimes when she was talking to my father, her eyelids began to fight."

She spoke cheerfully and briskly, and seemed to be carefree.

The queen smiled and couldn't help but think of her parents.

"Presumably the relationship between your father and your mother must be very good."

Mingyue was dusting off the quilt, her hand paused, and suddenly she was silent.

It was a long time before she spoke slowly.

"It's a pity that my mother left early, my mother left, my father was sad, and it didn't take long for me to follow, leaving me with nowhere to live, so I was sold into the house by relatives."

She looked back and remembered the old days, and she was very emotional.

"I'm glad I met my mother."

"Look at me, what do you do with this, Niangniang is in good health, and she will definitely be able to give birth to a sturdy prince and live a long life!"

In an instant, Mingyue became happy again.

"I don't know how my father and brother are doing outside the gate......

"Bang dang!"

The maidservant fell through the teacup.

"Niangniang forgive your sins, this tea is too hot!"

"Come, come over and let this palace see, but it's hurt?"

Looking at the queen's gentle eyes, the servant girl became even more nervous.

"This battle has been fought for almost a year, and there is no winner or loser. Traveling thousands of miles, the soldiers are tired, and they miss their homeland, and the treasury is short of grain and grass, and the people are in the season of sowing, and they need the support of the imperial court to ......"

"The more we fight, the worse it will be for us, and my mother and younger brother must be very worried at home."

Mingyue "Huo" and pulled the handmaid's hand.

"Go, get another cup of tea."

The maidservant looked at the queen and walked away silently.

"Niangniang is pregnant with a dragon, Imperial Doctor Zhou said that you need to recuperate with peace of mind, the general has experienced a hundred battles, the son is rigid and proficient in the art of war, and will inevitably return smoothly and successfully, Mrs. and Xiaogongzi are at home, there are family servants to take care of, and Niangniang doesn't have to worry too much."

"On the contrary, it is ......"

"Huh?"

"On the contrary, Niangniang is in the palace, she should be careful in every way, the people in the deep palace are sinister, compared to the general's mansion, Niangniang is in the phoenix position, and she should be more cautious, if there is a good one, wouldn't it cost the life of the old lady and the son?"

What she said was heartfelt, exquisite, and reasonable.

The queen's heart was half cold.

"Don't worry, this time this palace is desperate, and I have to give birth to him!"

"!"

As he was talking, a little palace maid ran in in a panic.

She was dressed in a brand-new blue palace dress, with a strange look, and she rushed inside, but was forcibly stopped by Ming Yan.

Both of them looked at each other.

"Who? Mingyue, you go and take a look. ”

Thinking of the figure on the porch, Mingyue felt a "chuckle" in her heart, and stepped forward to walk out.

Mingshan also rushed to hear the sound.

Since the last time the little prince was gone, they were all very alert.

He had a lot of strength and a lot of kung fu, so he grabbed the manic palace maid from behind and dragged him out upside down, moving very quickly and quickly.

She seemed to want to shout something more.

Ming Yan stretched out her hand from behind her back, firmly covered her mouth, took out the white silk in her hand, and stuffed it all in, blocking it tightly.

"Cheap billet!"

"Disturbed Niangniang, how many lives do you take to accompany you?"

Mingyue and Mingyan drank low at the same time.

This palace maid still wants to struggle, but where can she move?

Ming Yan was extremely angry, and when he dragged it to the corner, he raised his hand and gave two mouths.

"Smack!"

was angry, and the attack was really not light, and the palace man's face was immediately swollen like dough, with a few red blood marks.

Outside the hall, the wind is harmonious.

The swallow slanted over and regained its tranquility.

Seeing Mingyue come in with the curtain, the queen was surprised:

"Who's making a fuss here?"

The angry face was full of smiles.

She picked up the fallen fan and waited for it as if nothing had happened.

"It's Sui'er, her brother is on an errand in Concubine Feng's palace, and he is too sick to get up, so he wants to come and beg Niangniang to take care of her. This girl is working in the kitchen, she has always been babbling, and she has no sense of proportion, so I asked Mingshan to reward her with twenty taels of silver and let her go. ”

"Brother and sister are siblings, so it's good for her to go."

While speaking, Ming Yan had already brought the fetal pill up.

The two looked at each other and knew that the matter had been done, so they didn't say more.

The queen was lying on the beauty couch, her face full of peace.

The bitter potion of breath was drunk and stroked the lower abdomen.

"Born ......"

Be sure to give birth!

For some reason, an inexplicable urgency suddenly arose in her heart.