It was raining outside the window in autumn, sighed, closed the window, since the palace master Xing came back without saying a word that day, she had been feeling restless, and the palace master Xing had been getting more and more strange recently.

That day, Xiao Er just spilled a little soup on him, and he crippled the poor shopkeeper, she thought that he was in a bad mood to have such a big temper, but in the past few days, he has become more and more 'cloudy' and uncertain, even she and Qingjia are also ignoring it, she doesn't know what happened that day, but her heart is getting more and more uneasy.

"Qiu Ruo, what's wrong with you, eat." Qingjia looked at Qiu Ruo in a daze and reminded her to hurry up and eat. Qiu Ruo sighed, "Qingjia, you say, is the master in that cage?" Qingjia's eyes flashed, and she put down the bowl, "Qiu Ruo, in fact, have you ever thought that the master may be living well in the palace?" Maybe the emperor doted on her, but she didn't think it was a cage? Qiu Ruo frowned and looked at Qing Jia, "Do you think that with the master's 'sexual' personality, he will be willing to fight with the harem three thousand to fight for a man?" How proud the master is, how can he share a man with those resentful 'women' trapped in the deep palace, and besides, the master will not love that man······"

"Slap" Qiu Ruo turned his head to look at the staircase. The handrail of the stairs on the left hand side of Xing Mu standing there was shattered, sawdust flying, his face was pale, his eyes were scarlet, and the uneasiness in Qiu Ruo's heart became more and more obvious.

Seeing Xing Mu walk out of the inn, Qiu Ruo immediately got up and followed, "Hey, Qiu Ruo, where are you going." Qiu Ruo waved his hand and followed alone, and in the inn, Qingjia's face was pale······

In the palace, the emperor was reviewing the recital, heard footsteps, and looked up ahead. Qin Yu held the tray and walked towards him with a gentle face. "Why has Concubine Ai been getting thinner and thinner recently?" Looking at Qin Yu, whose face was pale, the emperor always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't think much about it.

Putting down the tray, Qin Yu leaned over and saluted, the emperor waved his hand, and Qin Yu got up, "The emperor has been busy all morning, this is the hawthorn soup boiled by the concubine himself, you can drink some." If you look closely, you can see that although Qin Yu has a gentle face at this time, his pupils are clearly wooden, sloppy, like a marionette.

"Well, I just said I was thirsty, and Concubine Ai brought this soup." Qin Yu picked up the bowl with a smile, scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew it slightly, and fed it into the emperor's mouth, suddenly, his heart 'twitched', his hand was weak, and the spoon landed with a crisp "pop" sound.

Qin Yu held on to the table in front of him, only to feel that his heart was wrenching, and the emperor saw that her face was pale, "What's wrong with you?" Aifei, you speak. Qin Yu's eyes were blurred for a while, as if his heart was about to be cut off one by one.

Some fragmentary pictures suddenly poured out of her mind, and the more she thought about it, the more her heart hurt, and a white light flashed in her head, and she fainted.

In the dream, she saw a courtyard without thinking, in the courtyard, the man in the city leaned on the soft couch, behind him, a maid looked reluctant, the man stretched out his hand, the maid pursed the corners of his mouth, and handed over the teacup in his hand······ In the big red wedding hall, the bride was taken away, and she saw the man who had fallen into the city go back to the room and be taken away by another man······· In the forest, the eyes are full of new green, and the breath of life is so obvious, the man in the allure has become a 'woman' in the world, and the 'woman' is running in front with a smile on her face, and the man behind is nervous, afraid that she will fall······

As soon as the picture turned, in the hut, the golden hairpin in her hand pierced his heart, blood was like a pillar, and he turned to leave······ In the dungeon, the pale face of the national teacher was like a devil, wandering in front of her eyes.

With a pain in her fingertips, she slowly woke up, and this time, she really woke up······