Yang Guiren died on the second day of his arrival at the Temple of Mercy and Grace.

Early in the morning, the maid who served Yang Guiren knocked on the door of the meditation room for a long time, and when she saw that no one answered, she pushed the door and walked in.

As soon as the sunlight poured into the meditation room with the open door, the maid immediately fell to the door with weak legs.

Yang Guiren hung white silk in the center of the roof beam, his body swaying gently in the wind, and his face distorted.

The frightened screams of the maid soon spread throughout the Temple of Mercy and Grace.

The green crow fluttered its wings and flew up from the laurel tree, passing a little shadow, and when the news came to the palace, the queen was bypassing the garden, wanting to go to the imperial study to see the prince's ceremony.

The enthronement ceremony is imminent, and the prince has to learn a lot of things, and since seven days ago, he has to go to the imperial study every noon to study in detail.

Once the queen is free, she will prepare tea and snacks to watch, and when she sees that the prince is tired, she will even take out the sweat towel she carries with her and wipe her forehead for the prince, looking like a mother and a son.

As soon as the old aunt helped the queen walk through the rockery, she saw a little eunuch serving flowers carrying a pot of small twigs and oranges, and was about to come here.

The little eunuch saw the queen's phoenix drive from a distance, and immediately stood over with his back to the flower pot, and when he turned around, the old aunt saw that the little eunuch had a piece of red jade tied around his waist.

Sui Gu immediately raised her eyebrows and smiled, lowered her head and whispered to the queen: "Niangniang, the one in the Temple of Mercy and Grace is already in order." ”

The queen nodded indifferently, this matter was a certainty, and there was nothing to be happy about.

Just took two steps, and said to the old aunt with a blank face: "Send the news into the imperial study." ”

"Yes." The old aunt bowed her head, immediately retreated, beckoned a little palace maid to come, and after the second or two sentences, she returned to the queen.

When the queen and her entourage walked slowly to the imperial study, through the palace door, they could already hear the cries of the twelve princes in the palace.

"The Queen Mother has arrived." The little eunuch who was guarding the door of the temple raised his head and sang, and immediately pushed the door open.

The crying in the hall immediately stopped, and as soon as the queen stepped through the door, a small figure threw herself into her arms.

The childish shoulders shook with sobbing, and it took a long time to raise his face, and his small face was full of tears: "Queen Mother, my ...... My mother is gone......"

The queen sighed, grabbed Zhao Yu's shoulder, half-squatted down, and pulled gently. Zhao Yu's head rested on the queen's shoulder.

"Don't cry." The queen said softly, "Your mother loves your father wholeheartedly, she went with your father, her heart should be happy, you have to be happy for your mother." ”

"But ......" Zhao Yutong's eyes were red, "From now on, I will no longer have a concubine." ”

"Yu'er has me!" The queen hugged the crown prince tighter, "From now on, I am your mother, your mother, and your mother!" ”

"Mother!" Zhao Yu wrapped his hands around the queen's waist and cried again.

Seeing this scene, the old aunt standing outside the temple gate lowered her head, and the corners of her mouth hooked into a smile.

The queen stayed with the prince in the imperial study for a whole afternoon, and she did not leave the palace until the prince was completely relieved, and when she left, Zhao Yu had regarded the queen as his mother from the bottom of his heart.

The queen was so tired that she couldn't do it, she was not good at coaxing children, and her face collapsed as soon as she got out of the palace.

It wasn't until he took off the hairpin ring earrings, changed out of the brocade robe, and just took a breath to relieve himself, he heard someone outside come to pay tribute, saying that there was something important to repay.

The queen was already annoyed, waved her hand, and ordered the old aunt to go out to send people, and she lazily went to the bed to lay down, and before her eyes were closed, the old aunt turned around and entered the palace again.

"Mother." The old aunt was afraid that the queen would fall asleep, so she hurriedly called her.

"I'll talk about it tomorrow, I'm really tired." The queen did not raise her eyelids.

"It's about King Yao." The old aunt was not in a hurry or slow, and sure enough, as soon as the words came out, the listless queen immediately came to her senses, her body instantly stood up, and she sat up.

"How's it going?" The queen asked.

"That's it." The old aunt's face couldn't hide her joy, "The four boxes have been sent to the Qinghui Palace, do you want to see it with your own eyes?" ”

The queen's eyebrows immediately wrung up deeply: "Four? Wasn't there a group of five people? ”

"Yes." The old aunt nodded, "There is one less child." ”

"The grass must be cut to the roots, otherwise there will be endless troubles." The queen's face was solemn, "Four boxes are presented, I have to see them before I can rest assured." ”

The old aunt immediately had four trays carried into the hall, the mahogany trays were covered with beautifully embroidered red cloth and covered with spices.

Smelling the fragrance lingering, holding a heavy one, it looks like some kind of valuable tribute.

After the maids presented it, they withdrew one after another. The queen got up, and the old aunt hurriedly picked up the robe and put it on for the mother.

Walked to the tray and ripped off the red cloth one by one, revealing the square wooden box: "Open." ”

The old aunt bowed her head, stepped forward, and lifted the lid of the box.

As soon as the lid was opened, the smell of decay rushed to her nose, and the queen was so close that she was smoked by the smell, took three steps back, and almost fainted.

"Why does it stink like this!" The queen pinched her nose and turned her head to take a few deep breaths before turning around again and looking up into the box.

It's just that there is a vague appearance of a human head in the box, and the flesh on the head is already like mud, not to mention who this person is, even men and women can't tell it.

"Let's go!" The queen waved her hand again and again, but she didn't see Zhao Yao's face with her own eyes. There were many doubts in his heart, Rao was so still ordered to come to the old aunt, "Release the news, in addition, ask the people outside to catch the small ones, and send them in the next time, I have to see the appearance clearly, like this, don't hand it in." ”

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The news of King Yao's loss of life on the way to the west spread to everyone in the capital on the second day.

On the same news, some people are happy and some are sad, and some people don't know whether they are happy or sad in their hearts.

In Linlangfang, as soon as Lu Yun heard this rumor, he pinched the cup in his hand, and blood was dripping all over his body.

When Chaoyi went to fetch the medicine box for her, Lu Yun's blood dripped down her wrist and onto the table in front of her.

On the table was a letter, and she was about to inform the shopkeeper of something important, and now she had written it, and was about to tie it to the pigeon's feet.

Lu Yun shook his head and let the tears that were about to flow out of him be put back: "No, neither the shopkeeper nor the Seventh Highness are ordinary people, how could they be so easy...... Never......"

As she spoke, she rolled the letter into a small roll and stuffed it into a bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's leg.

This carrier pigeon was handed over to Lu Yun by Jin Xiaolou before leaving, and the carrier pigeon recognized the owner, as long as it was released, it could find Gao Lang's side.

Midori picked up the pigeon and threw it out of the wide open window.

The white wings fluttered twice and flew towards the blue sky.

Seeing the pigeon flying farther and farther away and disappearing into the sky and clouds, Lu Yun sat down on the chair and cried.

When the pigeon landed in front of Gao Lang's eyes, it was already a month later.

Winter has already begun, and due to less and less precipitation, Gongbian has been dry for many days, and the already dry and loose land has been eroded more and more by the wind, and the strong wind will roll up the sandstorm.

Gao Lang caught the pigeon and didn't have time to look at it, so he put it back in the cage and ordered Chang'an to hand it over to Jin Xiaolou, while he resisted the wind and stared at the long yellow sand that swept not far away.

Jin Xiaolou was in the tent behind the hill, it had been three months since they came to Gongbian, Jin Xiaolou's stomach was bigger than the ordinary full-term one, and after a little walking, his knees hurt so much that he couldn't do it.

Seeing that the sandstorm broke out again, Gao Lang and Hushan led the soldiers to dig stones and cloth to prevent the sandstorm, Jin Xiaolou had to sit idly in the tent, anxious.

Seeing Chang'an come in with a carrier pigeon, Jin Xiaolou's heart jumped, and he immediately took off the letter box on the pigeon's leg, and then carefully took out the letter paper inside.

The letter paper was not rolled very neatly, and it could be seen that the person who rolled the letter was a little flustered, and what worried Jin Xiaolou the most was that there was a little black blood stain on the letter.

I was afraid that something big had happened in the workshop, and Lu Yun's safety was damaged, so I hurriedly unfolded the letterhead, and what caught my eyes was the good news that I had been waiting for a long time and wanted to get the most.

Just as I was about to look down, suddenly a strong wind blew, and the whole tent was blown crackling.

Jin Xiaolou hurriedly held the letter paper in his arms, pounced on it and hugged Lin'er, who was asleep on the bed, and Nanyang also ran in from outside the tent and covered the tent door deadly.

The most terrifying sandstorm of the winter in Gongbian shook again.

Covering the sky and the sun, breaking trees and flying sand and stones, after each sandstorm, it is the rest of the life.

Jin Xiaolou hugged Lin'er tightly, afraid that the strong wind would lift the tent and roll the little Lin'er into the air.

The last time the sandstorm struck, all the thirteen little lambs in the barracks died in this way.