These days, everyone is paying attention to the movements in the Chengqian Palace.

As soon as there was a stir, everyone immediately gathered in Chengqian Palace, on the surface, everyone expressed concern, but what they were waiting for, what they were looking forward to, everyone knew in their hearts.

The atmosphere in the palace is like a string that has suddenly been tightened, and if you exert a little more force, you may be broken.

At this critical time, the prince who should be present is not there, and it is said that the prince has been in poor health for the past two days and has not entered the palace.

Shan Ye woke up after being rescued by Yun Qixi's needle, but his spirit became very trance-like.

He doesn't seem to remember a lot of things, but he just talks about Ah Luo every day, and he talks like it, just like Concubine Hui's nickname. It was as if he only remembered many years ago, when he was still young.

One of the things he always likes to ask is "Is Liancheng back", and You Wanshan could only answer him with tears, "It's fast, it's fast".

The people around Shan Ye's bed had different thoughts, and when they saw Shan Ye wake up, some people were happy and some were sad.

Only Yun Qixi understood from Shan Ye's chatter and from his dazed and expectant eyes that he just refused to let go of this breath.

The people who came dispersed one after another, Concubine Hui stayed for a day and a night, her eyes were bloodshot, and she was persuaded by Yun Qixi to go back, and in the end only Shan Jingyan, Shan Cong and Yun Qixi were left.

Shan Cong has been back for several days, and everyone in the palace has adapted to the existence of the five princes, but for himself, it still takes a process to fully accept, after all, the ten years of exile cannot be regarded as if nothing happened. Seeing that Shan Ye was seriously ill and bedridden, it was impossible for him not to be touched in his heart, but his emotions were only in his heart and he refused to show them.

Just like now, Shan Jingyan sat in front of the bed, holding Shan Ye's hand and talking, that state and expression were very natural, this is the state of the son and the father, but Shan Cong is always separated by a distance, and playing a few games of chess with his father cannot immediately close the distance between them after ten years of hatred.

Shan Ye stared at Shan Jingyan's face, he has always been his most worry-free son, the only thing that makes him uneasy is that he has been weak and sickly since he was a child.

God is always so unfair.

He turned his head sideways again and looked at Shan Cong, who was in a wheelchair a few meters away.

Looking at it, he sighed softly.

His sigh sounded so weak.

In his life, he had the glory and achievements that others looked up to, but in the end, he found that not only did he leave nothing, but he lost a lot of things.

Supreme money and power are rare, but there are many things that money and power cannot exchange.

"Jing Yan, Cong'er, Qixi Festival, you all go down, I won't die for a while, you don't have to keep guarding me."

Since Shan Ye woke up after fainting, it is rare to have such a sober time.

Yun Qixi confirmed his physical condition before leaving.

Shan Jingyan didn't want to leave, but his father spoke, he has always been an obedient and good child. After staying for a while, he got up and left, not forgetting to push Shan Cong with him.

Shan Ye squinted his cloudy eyes, chasing the back of Shan Jingyan pushing Shan Cong away until they walked out of the inner hall.

He shook his lips twice, and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

In fact, his expectations for his son are very simple, after all, it is good to have the same roots and branches, and to support each other like this.

These days, he is always in tears for no reason.

As an emperor, stepping on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, accepting the world's admiration, the surface scenery, in fact, many times pretending to be strong. Probably all the fragility finally erupted en masse at the point of death, sometimes

Just such a simple glance, a very ordinary word, as if touching the tear ducts, out of control.

"You Wanshan, is Liancheng back?"

In the past two days, You Wanshan was most afraid of him asking this sentence, he always didn't dare to look at his overly expectant eyes, and he was even more afraid that he wouldn't be able to give him the answer he wanted, but he couldn't deceive the king, so he could only say.

"Your Majesty, it's almost time, His Royal Highness King Jin is already on his way back."

It was supposed to be fast, but I heard that the snow had fallen too heavily in the past two days, and the heavy snow blocked the road, so they were forced to stop halfway down. But how dare he tell the truth, if he tells the truth to the emperor, the hope in his heart will be gone.

"You Wanshan, you help me up." Shan Ye suddenly raised his hand and stretched out his hand towards You Wanshan.

You Wanshan leaned forward and persuaded, "Your Majesty, it's late at night, you can lie down well." ”

Shan Ye was very stubborn, "You help me up, I want to make a will." ”

At this moment, it was very difficult to even breathe, but he had to get up and write a testament.

Although You Wanshan was distressed, he also knew that it was precisely because he had reached this point that he could no longer delay it that he had to write a testament.

He didn't dissuade him, so he could only help him up and help him to his desk.

Shan Ye took the pen handed by You Wanshan, but his hand was trembling, as if he was already struggling to hold the pen.

You Wanshan grinded ink with tears, and Shan Ye wrote down one by one with the help of the fire candle swaying in the wind.

Yun Qixi walked out of Chengqian Palace and went straight in the direction of Yiyue Palace, she was in the palace these days, and lived in Yiyue Palace most of the time.

When he was about to walk to Yiyue Palace, Yun Qixi glanced sharply at a hidden corner not far away, and there was a faint light flashing one after another.

When she stopped to take a closer look, she was sure that the light was fire, and there seemed to be a person squatting in front of the fire.

Who's still there at such a late hour?

"Who's there? It's so late, what to burn? ”

Yun Qixi was about to step forward, but he heard a sharp voice sound, so he retracted his footsteps.

"You actually burned the dead coins in the palace, the emperor has been seriously ill for the past two days, you actually did such an unlucky thing, you are looking for death?"

Yun Qixi saw clearly that it was a palace maid who walked over, and listening to this tone, it should be a female official with a certain level of seniority in the palace.

"I'm sorry, this sister, I, because today is my mother's sacrifice day, the slave maid dared to burn some dark coins to commemorate my mother, and please sister don't tell others, the slave knows that she is wrong."

With this voice, Yun Qixi's eyes suddenly narrowed, and at the same time he looked at the figure who had already stood up from a pile of burning dark coins.

Qingli?

"You are also lucky to be bumped into by me, I have to remind you a few words, see that you are also a filial piety, don't report you, if you run into someone else, don't you immediately drag you to the queen's mother?"

Although the female official's tone was stern, she still kindly let her go.

"Yes, the slave knows, the slave will not dare next time, thank you sister for your kindness."

Qing Li's tone was extremely cautious and sincere, but Yun Qixi would never forget her sudden appearance behind her, her cold eyes full of murderous looks.

"Let's clean up this place." The female officer finished speaking irritably, and walked away.

Qing Li said "yes", trampled the burning coins with all his hands and feet, and the paper ashes were all piled up and buried in the soil of the flower bed on the side.

After doing all this, she looked around, and then walked towards Yiyue Palace. But in Yi

The gate of the Moon Palace collided with Yun Qixi.

"Today is your mother's sacrifice day? If I'm not mistaken, your mother's sacrifice day is in the autumn, Qingli, how many mothers do you have? ”

Yun Qixi said in a light tone, mercilessly exposing Qingli's lies.

Qingli took advantage of the fact that no one came out in the middle of the night, but he didn't expect to be seen, and he didn't expect to meet Yun Qixi Festival.

Her excessively sharp words made her unable to answer for a while, she bit her lip and hesitated for a while, but did not answer, and continued to walk towards Yiyue Palace.

Yun Qixi also followed and walked in, chuckling, "Qingli, your casual mouth is a lie, but you still have the truth in your mouth?" ”

Qing Li paused, turned his head, and stared at her unkindly.

"I'm lying, but does that have anything to do with you?"

Yun Qixi narrowed his eyes, without the slightest timidity, and his tone was very relaxed.

"You are paying tribute to the enemy of Dayan, and the enemy of Dayan is the enemy of Liancheng, does it matter?"

Qing Li glared at her coldly, and Yun Qixi looked back at her without fear, snowflakes flew in front of their eyes, and the two intersecting gazes were cold.

"Tanabata, are you back?"

It wasn't until Concubine Hui's voice sounded inside that they each turned around and walked inside, Qingli went back to the room, and Yun Qixi went to Concubine Hui's room. The two were as calm as if nothing had happened.

Concubine Hui took care of the emperor for the past two days, worried that the emperor's body was also tired, and when Yun Qixi went in, she only asked about the emperor's physical condition, then turned her face sideways and fell asleep.

And Yun Qixi was lying in bed, but he couldn't sleep.

The person who pays tribute to Qingli can't be her mother, who will it be?

She remembered that Shan Liancheng said that Qingli was a native of Daiguo, so in terms of blood, she and Dayan were born with a deep hatred.

The more I thought about it, the more creepy Yun Qixi felt.

Shan Ye wrote this edict, as if it had consumed all his strength, and when he lay back on the bed, the whole person seemed to be collapsed and lifeless.

You Wanshan was worried in his heart, and kept staying in front of Shan Ye's bed. From time to time, he picked a wick so that the candles could illuminate the inner sanctum.

He didn't dare to mention what he was worried about, but he had already lived half his life, and he knew that even if many things were unwilling, they could not be prevented and undone by manpower.

Shan Ye knew what he was thinking, and laughed angrily.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to die."

This night, Shan Ye didn't sleep much, and You Wanshan didn't close his eyes all night, and secretly went to probe Shan Ye's snort a few times, for fear that he would fall asleep like this.

Fortunately, although he looked too weak, that breath was still there.

Shan Ziyin has not come for a few days, but today is early, as soon as he stepped in, You Wanshan looked at the past, his face was surprised.

It's not that I was surprised that the prince came to see the emperor, but the prince's face didn't look much better, but in a few days, he seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

Shan Ziyin sat down on the edge of the bed and looked down at Shan Ye lying on the bed.

Shan Ye, who had been closing his eyes, opened his eyes with difficulty when he heard the movement, and could only see a blurred shadow in front of him.

"Liancheng, you're finally back."

As soon as Shan Ye's confused words came out, You Wanshan, who was standing on the side, knew that something was wrong, and secretly looked at Shan Ziyin's face.

And Shan Ziyin's face was like a dark cloud for a moment, and a cruel cold light crossed his eyes.