Murong Yao coughed, and the chief eunuch Shi Gonggong hurriedly took the cloak and put it on.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, so rest in peace."

Murong Yao held his forehead and shook his head slowly, with a sad expression. Recently, he had an occasional cold, and he only needed to take a few doses of medicine to recover, but he didn't know what was going on, not only did he not sleep well, but he couldn't even smell the medicine. When this matter spread, the ladies of the harem rushed to visit, but even the most favored concubine Yue did not get a chance to see the holy face.

Can't eat, can't sleep...... The cause of the disease is uncertain in the hospital. They only concluded that the emperor was infected with a cold and his condition was not serious, but for some reason he refused to take food and medicine. For this reason, even the hospital is inside, and all the imperial doctors have been punished.

"Is there any news from the national teacher?"

Shi Gong said: "The national teacher is still in retreat, and the slaves and maids dare not rashly force them. ”

Murong Yao was silent for a moment, not annoyed, and sighed: "Then forget it." ”

"Then you ......"

Murong Yao didn't speak, he maintained this position, as if he was asleep. Seeing this, Gonggong Shi beckoned, and all the eunuchs and maids in the palace left quietly.

After about a stick of incense, a little eunuch ran in and whispered something in Shi Gonggong's ear.

Father-in-law Shi's face changed greatly, and he couldn't help but scream.

Murong Yao raised his eyelids, "What's the matter?" ”

After Gong Shi ordered the little eunuch to go out, he whispered, "Your Majesty, the Lin family has gone." ”

Lin's?

Murong Yao was stunned and asked uncertainly, "Concubine Wan?" ”

Shi Gonggong bowed, "Yes." Two days ago, Lin fell seriously ill and died. His Majesty's Eucharist was uneasy, and those minions did not dare to disturb it. It's just ......" he cautiously looked at Murong Yao's face, "Before the time came, the Nine Emperor Princes kept kowtowing to Taihua Palace...... They can't stop it. ”

Murong Yao was in a trance.

She's dead?

How could it be!

Murong Yao stood up suddenly, "Go to the cold palace." ”

Shi Gonggong's eyes flashed slightly, and he shouted loudly: "Swing!" ”

***

It's night.

The stars are ashamed and hide behind the clouds. The residual light left in the world is difficult to defeat the light of thousands of lights, and it looks more and more dull and colorless.

The spring breeze is still cold, piece by piece, playing with the roll.

Qingli Yuan side courtyard.

The smoke escaped through the cracks in the windows, curling lightly. The fire danced on the window paper, and it was clearly extinguished.

Dressed in a black shirt and with a plain stalk tied around his left arm, Yan Huo knelt on the futon, picked up a handful of millet stalks, and threw them into the square four-legged stove.

Behind the stove was a black table half the height of an adult, on which was a newly cast spiritual tablet. Above: Lin's Shuyu's spiritual position.

Yan Hui put his hands parallel to each other, clapped his hands, and then knelt down, and after reciprocating three times, he threw a handful of millet stalks into the stove.

He looked at the scorching flames, and his indifferent expression was mixed with undetectable sorrow, regret, and anger.

Xun Yu did not kneel down, only put on three incense sticks, and stood aside until Yan Huo's sacrifice was completed, and then walked out of the room with him.

Yan Fei waited outside the door.

"From now on, this hospital will be sealed down, and no one will be allowed to enter."

"Yes!" ”

He took out the lock he had prepared and locked the door with a neat movement.

Back in the bedroom, Xun Yu saw that his face was ugly, and rarely took the initiative to pour him a cup of hot tea.

The mist was misty, and it seemed to be a blurred sight.

"Life and death are predestined, nothing more than the difference between morning and evening."

Yan Huo glanced at her lightly, having said that, if people in the world can see through life and death so easily, how can there be so many obstacles and debts.

After years of hard work, my heart is like hard iron. Although they remember Concubine Wan's kindness, their feelings for each other are not intimate, and now that life and death are parting, where can there be so much sadness.

When it comes to sincerity, anger and shock far outweigh other emotions.

Before Concubine Wan had Xun language diagnosis and treatment, although she was a wind and candle body, she could still survive for several years. But in less than a month, she suddenly fell seriously ill and died violently, obviously unnaturally dead.

The news of Concubine Wan's death was only known to him on the third day after her death. Murong Pei almost paid for his life in exchange for His Majesty's attention. Although I don't know why he went to the cold palace on purpose, it is really ridiculous to think that he actually restored Concubine Wan and buried the imperial mausoleum.

The monstrous grace is nothing but hypocrisy and righteousness.

"I know." The faint sigh finally turned cold. This person, who was not very important in his life, took away what little warmth he had.

The decision in his heart became more and more resolute, even if this move was more risky than planning slowly, but if the person behind the scenes did it to his sister, would he have the ability to detect it? Do you have the strength to fight it?

He didn't dare to bet.

"She's not a threat, who wants to hurt her like that?" Xun Yu was puzzled.

Xun Yu has already prepared an elixir that can make people fake their deaths, as long as they find the right time, they can steal the sky and save Concubine Wan from the golden hell. But before the time came, the man was dead.

At first, Yan Huo suspected that there was a secret work around him, but only the two of them knew about this plan. He never doubted Xun Yu, not to mention that they were often in one place, and that Yue'er was often by her side or nearby, how could he avoid their sight, but although Xun Yu had a cold and indifferent temperament, he was a person who could see through at a glance. Coupled with her heavenly medical skills, if she really wants to be evil, who can stop her? How could they do such a despicable thing?

"I don't understand either. Concubine Wan Niangniang is delicate by nature, even when she is favored, she is also kind to others, and has never had a holiday with anyone. If she hadn't come out because of the Yan family's affairs back then, even the current Concubine Yue would have to respect her. ”

Xun Yu said: "Jealousy." ”

Yan Huo was stunned for a moment and shook his head slowly. "Concubine Wan has only been favored for a year or two, and even the noble concubine and the queen have been favored longer than her. The reason why she was able to gain a foothold in the palace was not only because of her personality, but also because His Majesty respected her more. ”

"Respect?"

"The father of Concubine Wan was His Majesty's mentor. Lord Lin is a great Zhao Hongru, peach and plum all over the world, even if the immortal has passed away for many years, he is still respected and loved, and now many of the pillars of the Zhao Dynasty, or celebrities, have been taught by Lord Lin. And His Majesty's ability to ascend to the status is also due to Lord Lin's careful teaching and assistance, so even if he no longer likes Concubine Wanniang, he will more or less look at Lord Lin's face and give her some face, so that she can gain a foothold in the palace after falling out of favor. ”

Xun Yu was clear, but he felt that something was not quite right in his heart, but he knew too little information, and he couldn't figure it out after all. In a blink of an eye, she asked, "This Lord Lin is so wise, how could he let his daughter enter the palace?" ”

"At the beginning, it was Concubine Wan who voluntarily entered the palace, and I heard that she was in love with the saint. I don't know why. ”

Xun Yu didn't speak, just looked out the window.

I don't know when, the crescent moon looms snow, and a faint halo blurs the outline of the dark clouds. Yan Huo thought she was thinking about it, so she waited patiently. Unexpectedly, when she turned around, she said, "You should go to bed." ”

Yan Hui: "......"

Yan Hui's body has not yet healed, and he must ensure his work and rest.

Thinking that Master Chen invited him to cause him to stay awake all night, Xun Yu personally decocted the medicine, and the taste was still difficult to describe in words, even after a few days.

Yan Huo couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Ah Yu also rested earlier." ”

***

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty's knees have been sore recently, and the concubine has boiled Eucommia Ox Knee soup with her own hands, can you taste it?"

"Why is Your Majesty here? Sister Love just left, if you were one step earlier, maybe you could still play a game with your sister, and your sister could dislike the concubine as a stinky chess basket. Eh, why do you sweat so much? You sit down first, and the concubine will pour tea for you......"

"Your Majesty...... Being favored by His Majesty is the luck of the concubine's three lives. Just ......"

"Your Majesty! The Yan family is loyal, you grew up with General Yan, don't you know what he is like! ”

"Your Majesty, you have to punish your concubines, and your concubines will never complain, but I hope Your Majesty will think twice, Your Majesty!"

……

The cold plum is like a red cloud, occasionally falling on the snow, if mottled with blood stains, it is poignant.

Mellinson out, there is a gazebo.

There was a woman in white sitting in the pavilion, she couldn't see her face clearly, but she could be sure that she must be the beauty of the country. In the snow, there is a man dressed in single clothes, wielding a sword like a rainbow, swallowing mountains and rivers.

Sword stop.

The man walked to the pavilion, and the woman took out a handkerchief embroidered with a cold plum and wiped his sweat for him. That gentleness seems to melt away all the cold.

The people standing behind the tree couldn't help but clutch the branches, and the snow fell, alarming the two people not far away.

They looked at him almost at the same time, and when the woman saw him, she smiled and said, "Ah Yao, you are here......

……

In the Taihua Palace, Murong Yao immediately woke up.

He sat up, and if he looked closely into his expression at this time, he would have been struck by the complexity of the emotions that seemed to be tangled in it.

"Shi Liang."

"The slave is here." Gonggong Shi immediately ran in, saw his appearance, and asked, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" But what's the nightmare? ”

Murong Yao said, "Can the Nine Emperor Princes wake up?" ”

Concubine Wan's death was indeed unexpected by him. Over the years, he has deliberately let their mother and son suffer from each other, but he never thought of letting her die. Otherwise, how could they have survived until now?

Before that, he only had this one person who could speak his heart. Murong Yao just wanted Concubine Wan to admit her mistake and give in, and he would take their mother and son back. But this woman, who seems to be born gentle and virtuous, and understanding, would rather be tortured than bow her head.

Is it so difficult to admit your mistake to him?

He is the Venerable of Ten Thousand Vehicles, should he be allowed to bow his head!

Murong Yao didn't know whether there was more hatred and anger in his heart, or more sadness and regret, thinking of his son who had a broken forehead and a bloody body when he first arrived in the cold palace, his eyes were hollow, and he kowtowed to him numbly, begging him to let Concubine Wan have a place to be buried...... Thinking that her face had passed away, she could only see a little bit of the gentle demeanor that she was once very familiar with, and Murong Yao's heart sank again.

"Back to Your Majesty, not yet. The doctor said that he was fine, and he had not woken up yet, and he was afraid that he was lost in grief. ”

Murong Yao was silent for a long time before he said, "Spread the order, be sure to cure him, otherwise—hum!" Also, go and clean up the Jade Palace. "Qingyu Palace is where Concubine Wan once lived, and after she was degraded, she was banned.

This sentence seemed to exhaust all of Murong Yao's strength, and after explaining, he waved his hand and asked Gonggong Shi to retreat.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

These Nine Emperor Princes, although they are emperors, have not existed for more than ten years. Now that Concubine Wan has died of illness, it has also built a road to heaven for him. At least, in the future, His Majesty will look at Concubine Wan's face and take more care of him, so that he doesn't have to be tortured anymore.

It's just that......

Shi Gonggong sighed quietly, this road to heaven is a blessing or a curse, who can say it clearly now.