Zhao Yiheng was so frightened that his face turned pale, he knew that Mu Mingshu must be another nightmare, so he would talk nonsense for no reason, and now seeing that she was about to jump up the fire pit again, he was going to pull it tighter and tighter, but he didn't know where Mu Mingshu got such a lot of strength to break free.

Zhao Yiheng always remembered the last time Mu Mingshu fell into the water, just falling into the water made him scared, which would scare the three souls even more, and he didn't think about it, and he directly stretched out his hand to knock Mu Mingshu unconscious.

The minister of civil and military affairs stood far away, and he couldn't see it really, and faintly saw a commotion, and Emperor Zhaohua hurriedly left the imperial mausoleum with the queen in his arms and returned to the palace directly.

Su Ruolan is foreign daughter can't enter the imperial mausoleum, so she has been waiting in Kunning Palace, and when she saw Zhao Yiheng striding back with Mu Mingshu in her arms, she was also startled.

She stretched out her hand to stop the ink stone, and when she asked the reason, she was suddenly frightened and pale, and hurriedly asked Miaoqi to invite the imperial doctor to come over.

Mu Mingshu was so sad that the nightmare almost did something to lose his life, and the imperial doctor hurriedly came to take a look, only to say that it was a heart disease, and he had to give birth to a good life, and he prescribed a few tranquilizers to calm the nerves first.

Zhao Yiheng also knew that she had a heart disease because of Zhao Ziyue's affairs, but such a heart disease could not be cured at once even if he had great ability.

Su Ruolan saw that Zhao Yiheng looked tired, and she didn't speak, but only retreated respectfully, leaving the dormitory to the two of them. She wanted to say something comforting, but when the words came to her lips, she felt that no matter how much she said, it was just useless, and no one could help with such things as heart disease.

Zhao Yiheng sat on the edge of the couch, gently tucked the corner of the quilt for Mu Mingshu, didn't say anything, just sat quietly, these days are more tiring than anything he has experienced over the years, even when he first seized the throne, he was not so tired, but no matter how tired he is, he has to hold on, Mu Mingshu has already fallen, and he can't fall with it.

Although he lost his only son, he still has Mu Mingshu to protect, and it is for her that Zhao Yiheng must always hold on.

Zhao Yiheng has been holding on, but Mu Mingshu has really fallen, since Zhao Ziyue was buried, her spirit has become more and more poor, and she always falls ill every once in a while.

As soon as the people from the Tai Hospital saw the people in Kunning Palace, they knew that it must be the queen mother who was sick again, and they were so sad that they were bitter one by one. There is a new little imperial doctor, and he also privately begged God to worship the Buddha once, begged all the gods and bodhisattvas, blessed Mu Mingshu with good health and a long life, and the people of Kunning Palace should not enter the Tai Hospital again for the rest of their lives.

But Zhao Yiheng has always been nervous about Mu Mingshu, but whenever she is not comfortable, she must come to see the imperial doctor, it has been for many days, and there has always been a bitter smell of medicine in the Kunning Palace.

After Zhao Ziyue was buried for more than ten days, Mu Li and Wen Ziran, who were far away in Suzhou, rushed back to Kyoto all the way, and the two of them didn't even have time to change their clothes before handing over the sign to the palace.

Zhao Yiheng met the two of them in the imperial study, he sat on the throne admired by ten thousand people, rubbed his aching temples, and casually motioned to Mu Li and Wen Ziran to sit down and talk.

Mu Li and Wen Ziran sat down in turn, and the two looked at each other and didn't know how to speak.

On the contrary, Zhao Yiheng coughed lightly, sat up straight, and said in a tired voice: "Uncle and brother know the news." ”

Mu Li frowned, thought for a while and asked, "What are the emperor's plans?" ”

When the news of Zhao Ziyue being assassinated by Princess Xiliang and falling into the moat reached Suzhou, it had been more than ten days since Zhao Ziyue fell into the river.

Now that Zhao Ziyue has been buried safely, those words of mourning are just self-deception, Zhao Yiheng has a total of this son, and naturally has high hopes, but now he is gone, how do you tell him to mourn?

Mu Li always knew that Zhao Yiheng had plans for Xiliangguo, and now that Zhao Ziyue had such a thing, coupled with the lot of news he heard on the way, thinking that Zhao Yiheng was only afraid that he was going to do it this time, so he asked such a question.

Zhao Yiheng didn't hide Mu Li's meaning, and only said one word: "Take!" ”

Take down the whole Xiliang!

Mu Li knew that it must be such an answer, and he was not surprised, and was about to open his mouth to say something, but heard Wen Ziran say: "Your Majesty, Ziran heard that the queen mother has been sick recently, I don't know if I can go to visit?" ”

Since Wen Ziran said this, Mu Li didn't want to say anything else, so he just looked up at Zhao Yiheng together.

"Go ahead." Zhao Yiheng waved his hand: "She is not comfortable in her heart, her uncle and brother will go to take a look, and it is good to talk with her." ”

The two of them retired from the imperial study, and asked the little palace maid to lead them straight to Kunning Palace, and when they arrived in a remote place, Murlett opened the little palace maid and looked at Wen Ziran with displeasure: "Why did you interrupt me." ”

Wen Ziran knows Mu Li's thoughts, Zhao Ziyue is not only Zhao Yiheng's only son, but also Mu Mingshu's only child, and Mu Li has always treated Mu Mingshu as his own daughter for so many years, and now his "grandson" is called Xiliangren and killed him, how can he sit still?

In addition, Mu Li is a general of the first army, he may not be able to do anything else, but it is not impossible to capture the Xiliang Kingdom all the way.

But Wen Ziran disagreed, Mu Mingshu always valued the people around her, that is, Mu Mingxiao was divorced, she had to teach the Li family a lesson, and now it was her child who died, which was enough for her to be heartbroken, if Mu Li went to the battlefield again for these, if there was a case, Mu Mingshu would have the will to live.

Wen Ziran arched his hand to Mu Li, and said unhurriedly: "Uncle, the queen mother will not agree, and the emperor will not agree." ”

Mu Li thought about it for a while and understood what he meant, Mu Mingshu disagreed because he was worried about his safety, and Zhao Yiheng disagreed because he was afraid that he would not be able to explain to Mu Mingshu in case. He was speechless for a while, thinking that he had been the head of the family for so many years, and he didn't know when it started, he was used to obeying Mu Mingshu's arrangements in everything, and he had no room for opposition.

In the end, Mu Li just sighed, what could he say.

Wen Ziran persuaded: "Uncle, staying away from the court, staying away from the power struggle is not necessarily bad, Ziran looks at his uncle in the past two years, he is getting younger and younger." ”

"You kid." Mu Li smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand and nodded Wen Ziran, those words that were not said in front of Zhao Yiheng were afraid that they would never be said again in the future.

There was still a strong bitter smell in Kunning Palace, and it couldn't be dispersed, Wen Ziran knew what prescription he had prescribed when he went to that station, frowned and didn't speak, and asked Miaoqin to go in to report it, and he stood under the corridor and asked Miao Qi about Mu Mingshu's situation.

Miaoqi knew Wen Ziran, and knew his medical skills, so he would say everything he knew.

After the question was finished, Mu Li followed up with the question, and Wen Ziran only said: "It's okay, she has always been weak, but she is sad a lot, and she is always infected with wind and cold." ”

Mu Mingshu took the medicine and was holding the book and looked at it twice, and felt sleepy, and thought about whether to lie down for a while, Miaoqin came to report that Mu Li and Wen Ziran were here.

She sat up from the chaise longue and asked, "Why did my uncle and brother come?" Saying this, she covered her aching heart and gasped twice, but she didn't need to ask, she must have known the news of Zhao Ziyue, so she rushed all the way from Suzhou.

"Please go to the side hall." Mu Mingshu said: "Come and dress up the palace." ”

Mu Mingshu has lost a lot of weight these days, and with long-term medication, his face is not very good-looking, Miaoqin picked a set of plain colors and skin tones for Mu Mingshu to change into, and combed her casually in a hanging bun, and hairpins a few beads that are not outstanding.

Mu Mingshu looked at herself with a sallow and shriveled face on the bronze mirror, and suddenly sighed, she didn't want to torture herself to the point that she was not a ghost, but she felt uncomfortable, even if she forced herself, she couldn't do it.

Miaoqin thought that she was saddened by her own appearance, and asked cautiously, "Niangniang?" Need some makeup? As if he was afraid that Mu Mingshu would blame, he hurriedly said: "Look at it like this." ”

"Well, let's put on some makeup." She was also afraid that her face would be too ugly, which made Mu Li and Wen Ziran worried.

But she didn't know that even if she put on makeup and covered her sallow face, the entire Mu family would still worry about her.

When Mu Mingshu packed up and came out to meet someone, Mu Li and Wen Ziran had already drunk a cup of tea, and when they saw that her footsteps were approaching, the two of them hurriedly got up and saluted.

Mu Mingshu asked someone to sit down with help, although he put on makeup, Wen Ziran, who was good at looking at his face, could still see it at a glance.

"Uncle and brother, get up quickly." Mu Mingshu tried his best to make his voice sound normal, and sent all the palace maids serving in the palace back, and then asked, "Uncle and brother shouldn't come back." ”

Mu Li sighed: "You kid, what happened to us like that, how can we still live in Suzhou." ”

He also said: "Not only your uncle and son, but also your uncle and sister-in-law followed back, I'm afraid that when you feel uncomfortable, there is no one around you to talk to." ”

Mu Mingshu's eyes immediately turned red and he lowered his head, but he couldn't say anything else when he shouted: "Uncle".

Mu Li was a big man after all, and he brought the words of concern, but he didn't know what to say, so he just sat there and drank two sips of tea.

Wen Ziran, who had been silent, spoke at this time: "Uncle, Ziran wants to ask Ming Shu for a pulse, if you feel bored, you can go to the emperor to sit there for a while, it is estimated that the emperor also has something to say to you." ”

Mu Li had no opinion, nodded, put aside the tea bowl, and withdrew with Mu Mingshu.

After Mu Li left, Wen Ziran sat upright and said sharply: "Mingshu, no matter what happens, you shouldn't joke about your own body." ”

Mu Mingshu raised his eyes violently, and when he met Wen Ziran's concerned eyes, tears fell uncontrollably. In addition to the medicine she took when she was sick these days, she also had a soothing medicine, Zhao Yiheng didn't know about this, but Mu Mingshu himself understood it very clearly.

It is a three-point poison, that is, the imperial doctor also said that a large dose of tranquilizer will definitely have side effects, but what can she do, she just wants to see Zhao Ziyue in her dream, but she can't sleep all night without taking tranquilizer.

Wen Ziran said again: "You and the emperor are still young, and there will be children, and you definitely can't waste your body like this for Ziyue's departure." ”

"Don't comfort me, if I can give birth, why wait until now." Mu Mingshu hurt his body when he gave birth to Zhao Ziyue, and he has not moved for so many years, so he naturally knows that he can't be reborn, and Wen Ziran said this, she didn't believe it at all.

Wen Ziran frowned, calmed down again, and snorted coldly: "If you waste your body like this, of course you can't give birth." ”

"You" Mu Mingshu glanced at Wen Ziran strangely, she rarely heard him say such harsh words, but in the end she pursed her lips and didn't say more.

Wen Ziran had no choice but to sigh and say: "You did hurt your body when you gave birth to Ziyue, but it may not be that you were not saved, the reason why I have been indifferent for so many years is just thinking about your body and asking you to raise it for a few more years, but I didn't expect you to be able to do it now, and you finally raised it back, but it was like this." ”

Mu Mingshu's hand holding the tea bowl shook, and the cyan tea in the tea bowl spilled onto her skirt, so scared that she threw away the entire tea bowl, but she couldn't care about it, she opened her mouth at Wen Ziran's eyes, but she didn't know what to say.

Wen Ziran said: "I know you don't believe it, but if it's true, you just call me a doctor for half a year to know if it's true or not." ”

Mu Mingshu didn't say anything after all, but nodded cautiously, she was already like this, even if she asked Wen Ziran to try for half a year, it was nothing.

But she always hoped that if Zhao Ziyue was reincarnated, it would be better in her own belly.

When Mu Mingshu's desire to fight for another child reached Zhao Yiheng's ears, he aroused strong opposition from him, he said: "I can't let you take risks, if you really like children, we can adopt them, not necessarily if you have another child, if yes, if yes"

He has already lost Zhao Ziyue, and he is afraid that if Mu Mingshu conceives another child and gives birth to Zhao Ziyue together, if she has a chance this time, then he will have nothing.

But Mu Mingshu is also very resolute in this matter, even if she wants her life this time, she must fight again.

The two of them fought coldly for seven or eight days, and Zhao Yiheng finally compromised, he held Mu Mingshu in his arms, and said to her in a dumb voice: "If I encounter another thing to protect the big and the small, I will definitely not protect the small." ”

Mu Mingshu agreed, but what she thought in her heart was that if there was really that day, she would die and give birth to the child desperately, but now she just had the attitude of giving it a try.

Wen Ziran was admitted to the hospital again for Mu Mingshu, and every morning and dusk came to ask Mu Mingshu for a pulse, and then prescribed medicine according to her physical condition, not necessarily all of them were medicines, and there were also ways to regulate her mood.

I thought that after half a year, I would be begging for benevolence, but I didn't want to, so I didn't wait for half a year later, and Zhao Yiheng's day was over.