The night was low, the darkness of the night was like ink, and the lone stars in the sky shone brightly.

The endless palace is deep and empty under the black shroud, and even a little frightening.

Chu Junxi sat on the stone steps in front of the hall, the light moonlight sprinkled down, as if she was draped in a gauze dress, the ribbon around her neck glowed softly in the moonlight, the early winter night was refreshing, she was only wearing thin clothes, but she didn't feel cold at all.

Chu Jun looked at an osmanthus tree not far away, the bare trunk and branches stretched out to the sky, the dry yellow-brown color had no vitality, from the thick branches, it can be imagined that it must be very beautiful when it is full of leaves and full of flowers, but it is a pity that Chu Jun regretted not seeing it full of flowers exuding a faint and elegant fragrance.

When the flowers fall and bloom again, when the leaves fall and grow again, survive this cold winter, it becomes vibrant and full of spring again, but can you survive this winter?

She is Hou Yan's princess, and according to the custom of Guyu, if she wants to marry the emperor Bintian, she will be martyred. But the emperor, whose life is like a candle swaying in the wind, how long can he live?

Legend has it that more than 300 years ago, Hou Yan and Gu Yu were a country, Hou Yan at that time was rich in money, strong soldiers and horses, brave and good at fighting the country, strong and strong, no one dared to bully, the so-called full of warm thoughts**, the heroes who fought the world and their subordinates lived and died together, gradually became delicate and luxurious, and became a king who greedy for indifference and violence.

Finally, the soldiers who fought in the south and the north on horseback to pacify the world rose up to resist, and the battle lasted for a year and three months, and finally the soldiers were so strong that the surrounding small countries feared and looked up to Hou Yan was divided into two, and became the current Hou Yan and Guyu two countries.

After the war, Hou Yan's emperor still did not want to reflect, continued to be arrogant and lascivious, lost half of his troops, the national strength was not as good as before, and the surrounding small countries were ready to move, and then there was a multinational war for more than 50 years, Gu Yan became stronger and stronger in the war, and Hou Yan gradually declined, so that now it is necessary to be friendly and use women to maintain the safety of the country.

He is a neglected existence in Hou Yan, although he is a princess, he lives the life of a subordinate, compared with those palace servants in the palace, the only difference is that he does not have to work, and his food and clothing are the same.

Gu Yan and Hou Yan are hostile countries, and they don't expect to live a luxurious life of being able to live a luxurious life with rich clothes and food in front of them, at least they won't be cold and hungry like before, but they didn't expect that Emperor Gu Yan was critically ill and could die at any time.

Chu Junxi stretched his legs, which had become numb from holding his knees for a long time, took off the thin clothes on his body casually, and stood up.

If this is God's destiny and there is no other way for him to accept it, perhaps this is not a reluctance for him, but the end of pain.

"Princess Ninghe, the emperor is awake." A little girl wearing a pale pink palace dress with a bun came out of the hall.

The palace maids in the palace wore the same clothes and combed the same bun, Chu Junxi never bothered to remember their appearances, the only thing he had to do here was to take care of the emperor, and the emperor would live one more day if he lived for one more day. In their eyes, she is just a princess of a defeated country, with a low status, and she doesn't even care about them, the palace maids, and disdains to talk to herself.

Therefore, the maid's indifferent and even somewhat arrogant tone just now, Chu Junxi didn't take it to heart.

The emperor is sick and needs to recuperate, so although there are many attendants and eunuchs in the Wancheng Palace, it is as quiet as an empty palace.

Wancheng Palace's splendid carved beams and paintings are full of gorgeous wealth, glowing with a layer of soft light under the illumination of the firelight, even so it still can't hide its deep emptiness.

Chu Jun's steps were not heavy, and after deliberately reining in, they were as soft as a feather falling into the water.

The dragon bed made of pure gold still shines even in the faint candle flame, and the carved dragon pattern is lifelike, and on it lies the emperor who is selling and turning his hands into clouds and his hands for rain.

"Your Majesty." Holding the marigold cup in both hands, Chu Jun served it respectfully.

"I'm hungry." A deep voice, somewhat lacking in breath.

"Yes."

Chu Junxi quickly left the inner hall, like a dexterous butterfly in the middle of the night that stopped on the branch and then flew away.

When he didn't see Yuan Qingduo, Chu Junxi thought the same as everyone else, feeling that he must be a person who was decisive and resolute, exuding the breath of an emperor all over his body, and his lofty momentum was undoubted.

But now, in the eyes of Chu Junxi, he is just an old man who is sick and needs to be taken care of, and under the torture of illness, he quickly became emaciated and haggard, completely losing the momentum of the emperor.

He rarely spoke, just lay quietly, and was not grumpy because of the illness, but he was not gentle either, Chu Junxi took care of him for a month, and he almost never looked at her directly. Chu Junxi could feel how fierce he used to be from his occasional words.

The water in the pot turned from cool to hot, and a white mist rose.

Emperor Gu's benevolent policy and strong military force made him quickly strong in the chaos of war and became a country feared by all countries. Everyone thought that it was the emperor's iron-blooded hand leading all this, but they didn't expect that Yuan Qingduo had suffered a stroke three months ago and was sick in bed, and the reason why he didn't stop fighting with other countries was because the second prince Yuan Yongyan was sitting in the tent.

Yuan Qingduo has two sons, the eldest prince Yuan Yuheng was born to Su Guifei, even if he is new to this place, Chu Junxi, who has little contact with people, has also heard of it, and he is a person who has nothing to learn and no skills. The second prince Yuan Yongyan was born to the queen, as for him, Chu Junxi didn't hear any rumors, but the person who can lead the army to fight and run the army must not be an ordinary person.

The emperor is critically ill, the throne is undecided, and the two princes are indispensable for a bloody storm, and the silence of this palace is like the quiet before the storm at sea, and there are stormy waves below, which are enough to destroy the world.

Without deliberately listening, Chu Junxi could understand the current situation from the mouth of the palace maid who was quietly discussing.

The queen died early, Su Guifei was in charge of the harem for many years, in order for her son to ascend the throne in the future, she must have worked hard for many years, and Su Guifei's brother is a captain, which adds a lot of bargaining chips to her.

As for the second prince Yuan Yongyan, although he was outstanding and was born to the queen, he lost the protection of his mother and obviously became outnumbered. As the so-called tree fell and scattered, the people who supported Empress Xia back then chose another choice after her death, and only a few people who had experienced the war in the previous dynasty and were loyal to Gu Yu still supported him from the standpoint of Gu Yu in the future.

In this way, although the second prince Yuan Yongyan has the ability to be a descendant, it is not so easy to inherit the throne.

The atmosphere in the palace became increasingly tense, as if the dry firewood could be ignited with a slight spark, and it turned into a raging fire in an instant, changing the fate of Gu Yu in an instant.

Su Guifei must be brewing something, she will not let such a good opportunity slip away in vain, and Yuan Yongyan, although he is outside the palace, he will not ignore the situation in the palace.

Yuan Qingduo, he is wise and wise, even if he is lying on the dragon couch now, his mind is already shrewd, his words are enough to make any party's years of hard work in vain, who will he choose to inherit his throne?

Will he have a chance to speak out?