Chu Jun looked at Yuan Yongyan with pity, the luster in his eyes trembled in panic, and he desperately thought of the reason for refusal in his mind, "No." Yuan Yongyan asked curiously, "Why?" ”

"This, here, Xinyue lives simply, I'm afraid the emperor won't sleep well here, and I'm under house arrest, I'm afraid I can't serve the emperor well, if the emperor doesn't rest well, I will be a sinner in Gutuo."

"A sinner in Gutuo?" Yuan Yongyan listened to her incoherent and increasingly far-fetched words with some amusement, and there was a vague smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she meant it, "It's too late, I'm too lazy to go back, just rest here for one night." ”

"I'll go to Guard Lin, I don't need the emperor to go by himself, he will find a step to carry the emperor's ......"

Yuan Yongyan sat on the chair for a long time, casually playing with a celadon teacup, "He's out of the palace." ”

"Chen Meiren will definitely be very willing to ......"

Yuan Yongyan put the teacup in his hand back on the table, making a sound that was neither light nor heavy.

Chu Junxi was shocked in his heart, the person who was like a friend to him just now, telling him about the past has disappeared, and at this moment he has regained the wise and sharp king of the past, and his blind refusal is obvious, it won't anger him, right? She looked up cautiously.

Yuan Yongyan had already begun to walk towards the back hall, and when he was halfway there, he found that the people behind him had not followed, so he turned around, "Why don't you come and wait for me to go to bed." ”

Chu Junxi began to move his steps extremely reluctantly.

The winter night sky is deep and wide, the winter moon is cold and has no temperature, a few thin clouds surround the moon, like life, floating faintly, the cold moonlight is sometimes dark and sometimes bright.

Chu Junxi sat on the threshold and looked up at the vast and bright moon in the sky, whether it was Hou Yan's moon or Gutuo's moon, it seemed to be the same, exuding a cold brilliance, so far away, it was unattainable, but it was the only one who had always accompanied him.

The people in the inner room were already asleep, and Chu Junxi couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, would the emperor also make such a childish joke? Waiting for the emperor to go to bed, everyone will hear it the same as they think.

Chu Junxi still clearly remembers how trembling his hands trembled when he was in the emperor's wide clothes, and his heartbeat was clearly audible in the silent inner room, and the person standing in front of him was leisurely and even had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

As the clothes on Yuan Yongyan's body became less and less, Chu Junxi's heart beat even more, his face was red behind his ears, and a layer of fine sweat appeared in his palms, and he didn't know where to put it.

"Alright, you go down."

Chu Junxi raised her head in shock, she couldn't believe her ears, she said uncertainly, "Go down?" ”

"Or do you want to stay here?" The smile on the corner of Yuan Yongyan's mouth deepened.

Chu Junxi, who almost seemed to be fleeing, left the inner room, and the cold breath outside rushed to his face, and Chu Junxi's heart slowly returned to calm.

In just two or three months, I have experienced too many things, from life to death, from death to life, where will my fate go in the future?

The stars were small and bright, like jewels sprinkled on the black night, Chu Junxi's hand unconsciously covered the jade pendant around her waist, and the ribbon around her neck shone softly in the moonlight.

The morning light was slightly dewed, and there was a faint light in the east, Chu Junxi was a little surprised, he actually sat here for a night, and he was reminiscing about his past all night, he used to feel that he was a lonely and pitiful person who no one cared about, but now he thinks that he also has good memories.

When Chu Junxi stood at the door of the hall, hesitating whether to go in and serve, he saw Yuan Yongyan walking out of the hall slowly, neatly dressed and neatly haired, restoring the arrogant and spirited king of the past.

Seeing Chu Junxi's surprise, the corners of Yuan Yongyan's mouth curled slightly, "Do you think I can't even do something as simple as getting dressed?" ”

A person who has been leading troops to fight outside all the year round will naturally not be difficult for him. Chu Jun lowered his head, and the words circled in his mouth and swallowed again, but he could untie his clothes, why did he tease himself last night? "Congratulations to the emperor."

The bright yellow back left, taking away the sad and aggrieved shadow of last night, as if everything last night was imagined by Chu Jun.

The air seemed to contain mist, cold and damp, even the wind carried the damp moisture, and the body was sticky and unpleasant, and the leaves on the trees had all withered, leaving only the bare trunks and branches, and the courtyard in winter was depressed and decadent.

Chu Junxi sat at the dinner table, looking at the food in front of him without the desire to move chopsticks, and when he got up in the morning, he felt that his whole head was heavy and heavy, and he walked like he was stepping on cotton.

"Does the princess have no appetite?" Linglong thought she was worried about yesterday's events, "The emperor is just angry for a while, the princess will know what the Fengyang Palace is when she first arrives in Gutuo, so she will naturally not intentionally offend, and after the emperor's anger has passed, she will naturally lift the princess's grounding." ”

Chu Junxi shook his head and got up, "I'm a little unwell, you go and twist an ice towel." ”

When Hou Yan was alone in the huge Luhua Palace, there would be times when he was sick, and the princess who was not favored was not qualified to ask for a doctor, and every time she was forced to come through, she soaked a cloth towel with cold water and put it on her forehead to reduce fever when she was hot, and chewed two pieces of ginger to ward off the cold when she was cold.

After lunch, Chu Junxi's condition still did not improve, and even became more serious, his face was sallow and his head was cold sweat, and the whole person was already a little unconscious.

Linglong was a little worried, if she didn't let the imperial doctor diagnose and treat her, the princess might not be able to save her life, she couldn't help but say, "It's not a way to go on like this, the slave maid went to ask the imperial doctor to come." ”

"I'm under house arrest right now, how can they let you go to the Imperial Doctor?"

Linglong was so anxious that she turned around, but she couldn't do anything, "How can it go on like this?" ”

Chu Jun pulled out a smile, illness and suffering have always been experienced by himself, he has long been accustomed to it, he has survived for so many years, and this time it will be fine, "Don't worry, it will get better soon." ”

The moon set and sunrise, and another day passed, not only did things get better as Chu Junxi thought, but the palace people in Xinyueju also began to have the same symptoms as themselves, and the illness became more and more intense, and the next day there was even a palace maid who died of illness.

Linglong really couldn't, ran to the palace gate to plead with the guards, and even gave them all the valuable things on his body, the guards were unmoved, annoyed by what Linglong said, so they pushed people into the courtyard, closed the vermilion gate, and out of sight.

Linglong cried and got up from the ground and walked back, a large piece of pink palace clothes on her body.

There are people guarding the door and can't get out, and Xinyueju seems to be a forgotten place. The demon of disease shrouded in the sky with fangs and claws, testing everyone's vitality, they were powerless to fight back, and could only be slowly devoured.

"Silly girl, what are you crying about? Everyone is going to die, and I'm just a little earlier than everyone else. "For death, Chu Junxi has nothing to fear.

Linglong wiped the tears from her face, "No, the princess won't die, you will definitely get better, we will all be fine." ”

On the fourth day of the disease, more people contracted the disease, and another maid and a prison guard died of the disease.

At first, Chu Junxi could still sit on the bed and talk to Linglong, but gradually she became weaker and weaker, and she no longer had the strength to sit up, so she could only lie on the bed, her face was pale without a trace of blood, and she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes, if it weren't for the slight rise and fall of her chest, Linglong really thought that it was a corpse lying there.

The golden hall is illuminated by dim candlelight, and the walls are shimmering and chilling under the candlelight. The chic and ornately furnished Xinyue Residence seems to have become a tomb, where everyone is trapped and waiting to die.

Chu Junxi lay on the bed, the coma was getting longer and longer, afraid that she would fall into a coma and not wake up, Linglong kept looking for words to talk to her, forcing her to talk to herself, and even when she fell into a coma, she would stretch out her finger under her nose, and only let go after feeling her snort, but the breath became weaker and weaker, Linglong's heart hung tightly in the air, she knew that if she didn't heal, the princess might not be able to survive tomorrow.

"Princess, are you hungry? The slave and maid will get you something to eat. ”

"Hmm." Chu Jun was so angry that this word seemed to have taken her whole body's strength, but despite this, if she didn't listen carefully, she couldn't hear her at all.

Linglong went into the kitchen, cooked some porridge, put some into the bowl and came back quickly, these days she has been staying next to Chu Junxi every step of the way, for fear that she will not be able to hear what she needs from herself.

"Princess, the slave has cooked some porridge, you eat a little."

Chu Junxi didn't react.

"Princess?" The bowl in Linglong's hand fell to the ground, and the porridge with white flowers was spilled on the ground, steaming hot in the cold air.

Linglong fell to the side of the bed, she stretched out her fingers tremblingly, the faint snort that had reassured her in the past disappeared, and her face instantly turned pale as a ghost.