Chapter 450: King Rui is seriously ill 10

Cui Yan subconsciously wanted to pull out, but the hands holding her were very strong.

"Let's go with me for a while."

"Yes." Cui Yan nodded.

His hands, like his people, always carried a little chill and alienation, but somehow, Cui Yan found that in fact, he didn't hate his touch.

The snowflakes were dotted, like elves left behind in the world, she seemed to see them jumping and excited, and her mood seemed to be happy with the fluttering snowflakes.

"Are you sure about Changrui's condition?"

When the doctor explains the patient's condition, he usually has some reservations, and Xiao Yu just wants to know what the real situation is.

Cui Yan shook her head, "I don't have any certainty at all." ”

Xiao Changrui's body is really too weak. If it is not cured, it will definitely die, and the possibility of survival is extremely small after surgery.

"Yes." Xiao Yu nodded, indicating that he understood.

Cui Yan frowned.

Uh, that's it?

She thought that Xiao Yu would tell her something, but she didn't expect it to be such a simple sentence.

"By the way, Your Majesty, what's the matter with the cold poison on your body?" She remembered the conversation between Mingxi and Xiao Yu in the Jinhua Palace.

He said that Xiao Changrui's cold poison was told to him by Wei Mingzhu, and in order to protect himself, Wei Mingzhu betrayed all Xiao Yu's secrets.

However, Xiao Yu had cold poison on her body, and she didn't feel any signs at all.

"Ten years ago, the first emperor died, all forces in Beijing surged, the noble girl in Beijing was captured by thieves, I led the Praetorian Guard to rescue, and was infected with cold poison by an arrow. It is necessary to take the Ice Silkworm Pill every month. ”

But now it seems that this poisoning incident may have another hidden meaning.

"That's right."

The noble girl was kidnapped, Xiao Yu was rescued, and the arrow was poisoned, which seemed to be a very coherent thing, but somehow, Cui Yan faintly felt that something was unusual.

It's so smooth, it's like it's been deliberately arranged.

"At that time, where was the Queen Mother?" Cui Yan asked again.

Xu is because of Xiao Changyin's words, she always feels that this matter has something to do with Wei Mingzhu.

"At that time, Xiao Fenglie led an army of nearly one million to the north and stationed under Mangshan outside Liangzhou City, and the queen mother took Changrui to Mangshan to negotiate."

Thinking of the situation at that time, Xiao Yu's body suddenly exuded a strong chill.

His queen mother, the queen mother, is the most noble woman in the world, for the sake of her life, so compromised, so enduring.

Just because he doesn't say it doesn't mean he doesn't know.

The cold on his body was too cold, and Cui Yan hurriedly shivered.

A woman, going to the enemy's military camp to negotiate, the biggest bargaining chip is probably herself.

Almost subconsciously, she grabbed Xiao Yu's generous palm with her backhand, perhaps, she couldn't do anything, and she couldn't comfort anything, she just wanted Xiao Yu to know, at least, at this moment, there was me.

"It's all gone." Cui Yan sighed, saying to Xiao Yu and to herself.

Whether it was humiliation or suffering, it was over. And tomorrow, the sun will always rise.

Because of her movements, Xiao Yu's heart trembled.

Whoever holds my hand drives me away from the cold and makes me lonely for half a lifetime.

Yan'er, it's good to have you.

"The queen mother and Prince Gong were originally childhood sweethearts." Xiao Yu pursed her lips and didn't say anything more.

Cui Yan lowered her eyes and thought of a poem - Shangshou tendon is a joint honor, and the Cining Palace is full of rotten doors; The spring official entered the new ceremony yesterday, and the big gift coincided with the marriage of the Queen Mother.

Sure enough, history is always strikingly similar.

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Note: This poem is about Xiaozhuang's marriage to Dorgon.