"Jing Yao.... Jing Yao...."

Ye Wanruo, whose eyes were closed tightly on the bed, was covered with fine sweat on her forehead, even in her sleep, she still didn't sleep well, and she kept calling Yu Chi Jingyao's name in her mouth.

Until she struggled out of the dream, Ye Wanruo sat up from the bed violently, the scene in the dream was so real, even if she woke up and found that it was just a dream, it still made Ye Wanruo feel palpitations.

"Miss.... Another nightmare? ”

At this time, a figure quickly flashed into the door of the inner room, and when she saw Ye Wanruo's depressed appearance, distress flashed in her eyes, and she walked quickly to the round table, poured a glass of water, and came to Ye Wanruo's side.

Ye Wanruo slowly came back to her senses, took the tea cup in the autumn water, sipped it slightly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Qiu, what time is it?" ”

"Just after the end of the day, the young lady can sleep a little longer!"

Qiu Qiu took the teacup and picked up the silk handkerchief on the side to gently wipe the sweat beads on Ye Wanruo's forehead.

Ye Wanruo shook her head, her face was slightly heavy, and the bruises around her eye sockets became more and more obvious, as if she hadn't rested well for many days.

"I can't sleep well anyway, so it's better not to sleep!"

In a blink of an eye, it has been ten days since Yu Chi Jingyao left, Ye Wanruo spends her days with her fingers broken every day, and she has never felt that time is so difficult.

But what is strange is that for some reason, since Yu Chi Jingyao left Kyoto, Ye Wanruo would wake up from a nightmare every night, although Ye Wanruo didn't know what this dream was portending, but the strong feeling of uneasiness in her heart became more and more obvious.

"Miss, the prince has been gone for ten days, you don't rest well every night, I see that you have lost a lot of weight, how can your body eat like this? It's better to wait until dawn to find a world doctor to ask for a pulse for the young lady, and by the way, prescribe a prescription to calm the nerves! ”

Qiu Qiu asked tentatively, looking at Ye Wanruo's increasingly thin body, her eyes were full of pity.

Ye Wanruo shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I'm sick of my heart!" In autumn, is there any news of Jing Yao in the palace? ”

"Not yet, but it's been ten days, it is estimated that the prince and they have arrived in Dongyue Kingdom, and they should return in a while!"

Qiu Qiu answered truthfully.

"I don't know what's going to happen, but I have a bad premonition. Youqiu, you have to promise me that if something really happens, you will protect your father's safety and leave me alone! ”

Thinking of the nightmares in recent days, Ye Wanruo affectionately pulled Qiuqiu and told her uneasily. There are some things that she is afraid not to say, and there will be a day when she will not have the opportunity to talk about them.

Facing Ye Wanruo's pleading eyes, Qiu Qiu finally nodded, but still comforted slowly: "Miss, don't be cranky, maybe you haven't had a good rest recently, so you will have this illusion." The lord and the prince are both auspicious people, and they will be fine! ”

After receiving Qiuqiu's affirmative answer, Ye Wanruo put her mind at ease, only she knew that all this was not just an illusion.

"The moon is so round tonight!"

Through the open window, Ye Wanruo looked at the moon hanging high in the air outside the window, and sighed with emotion for a while.

"Miss forgot? Today is the fifteenth day of the summer calendar! ”

Hearing Qiuqiu's reminder, Ye Wanruo slowly retracted her gaze, her headache became more and more intense, and she said tiredly: "I'm tired, lie down for a while!" ”

Qiu Qiu carefully covered the silk quilt for Ye Wanruo, and comforted her softly: "Miss sleep, Qiu Qiu is here to accompany Miss!" ”

I saw Ye Wanruo slowly close her eyes, and Qiu Qiu simply sat on the ground, quietly guarding Ye Wanruo's bedside.

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At this time, in the imperial study in the palace, the Southern Qin Emperor was still reviewing the folds, although it was already the hour, the lights in the imperial study were still bright, and the slightly rickety figure in front of the desk looked distressing.

"Ahem.... cough...."

Coughing suddenly, he forced Emperor Nan Qin to put down the pen in his hand and put one hand into a fist to his mouth.

"Your Majesty...."

De Zhengye walked in from the door quickly, and when he saw the violent cough of the Southern Qin Emperor, De Zhengye was shocked, stepped forward quickly, and handed the warm tea in his hand to the Southern Qin Emperor, and did not forget to appease the Southern Qin Emperor's heart with his empty hand.

"Your Majesty, it's past the dawn, the dragon body is important, rest early!"

De Zhengye deliberately lowered his harsh voice and persuaded slowly.

"De Zhengye, who is sleeping tonight?"

While secretly lamenting that he was unforgiving in his years, Emperor Nan Qin raised his hand to stop De Zhengye from caressing the back of his heart, and asked slowly.

I saw De Zhengye slowly retreat to the side, and replied with low eyebrows: "If you go back to the emperor, today is the fifteenth day of the summer calendar, and according to the custom, the emperor will go to the queen's mother to stay overnight, so he did not arrange for other mothers to sleep!" ”

Mo Yiyan?

If it weren't for the mention of the queen from De Zhengye's mouth today, Emperor Nanqin would probably have forgotten this woman in the deep city long ago.

"How's the queen doing?"

Emperor Nanqin asked in a deep voice.

"If you go back to the emperor, the old slave heard that the queen mother eats fasting and recites Buddha in Ningxian Palace every day, which is considered to be peaceful."

De Zhengye's words fell, and there seemed to be a flute outside the window, and the sound was far away! It seems to have a faint sadness.

Hearing the ethereal sound of the flute blowing in the distance, it made Emperor Nanqin feel an inexplicable emotion for a while, as if he had passed through the long years and returned to the memory of the first acquaintance with Mo Yiyan.

Maybe it's really because of his age, Emperor Nan Qin even thinks from time to time, Mo Yiyan has become what he is today, is he looking at the wrong person? Or did he make her look like this?

The sound of the flute in the quiet night, melodious and fluttering, stretching and echoing, as if the flute was haunted by infinite reverie and longing, and at the same time, it also made the eyes of the Southern Qin Emperor become blurred.

I saw Emperor Nan Qin slowly stand up and walk towards the outside of the imperial study, and a deep voice came slowly: "Go, go and see if she has repented?" ”

De Zhengye didn't dare to be sloppy, and hurriedly followed the footsteps of Emperor Nanqin, and shouted in a shrill voice to the door: "The emperor is driving Ningxian Palace!" ”

In the middle of the night, the Southern Qin Emperor sat on the chariot and followed the flute towards Ningxian Palace, the strange thing is that the closer the distance, the clearer the flute sound, which added a bit of fun to the Southern Qin Emperor.

When he arrived at the gate of the palace, the flute sound that lingered in his ears just now was confirmed to come from the Ningxian Palace, De Zhengye carefully helped the Southern Qin Emperor to walk down, and was about to open his mouth but was stopped by the Southern Qin Emperor: "You stay, wait outside the door!" ”

Spit out a few words in a deep voice, and Emperor Nanqin walked past the heavy guards guarding Ningxian Palace and walked towards the inner courtyard.

As soon as he pushed the door open, a pungent smell of wine penetrated into his nose, which made Emperor Nan Qin frown in disgust, and his already relaxed complexion suddenly became a little cold.

The sound of the flute also stopped abruptly at this time, and the eyes swept over the front hall empty, and before the Southern Qin Emperor could step into the inner room, there was already a clear sound of conversation inside.

"Yan'er's flute skills are becoming more and more proficient, it is really like a heavenly sound, pleasant!"

"Isn't that good for my brother?"

"You torturous little goblin, do you miss your brother?"

"If you don't want your brother, how can you pass on the book to your brother? Yan'er is confined to this deep palace every day, it's really boring to death, but fortunately, her brother can still accompany Yan'er from time to time! ”

"It's all my brother's bad that makes Yan'er wronged. Anyway, the dog emperor doesn't care about Yan'er, why don't you take Yan'er away secretly by your brother? When the time comes, will we love day and night, lingering every day, won't we be happy? ”

"My brother is talking nonsense again, what can the grievances in front of him be counted? Compared with the love of children, Yan'er is more yearning for our grand cause, and the price paid by the Wei Chi family! ”

"Okay, okay, don't think about those unhappy things for the time being, my brother finally entered the palace, and the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold!"

Then, there was a woman's coquettish voice in the inner room, and Emperor Nan Qin clearly recognized that the voice came from Mo Yiyan, but the title of his brother made Emperor Nan Qin's expression flash a little surprise.

Something flashed quickly in his mind, but he was very denied by Emperor Nanqin, obviously he couldn't believe it.

For a while, Emperor Nan Qin only felt that his blood was rolling, his face was ruthless, and the majesty he exuded was wantonly shouting the anger in Emperor Nanqin's heart at this time.

The ambiguous voice in the inner room became more and more obvious, and Emperor Nan Qin also reached the edge of rage, only to see him walk towards the inner room with a sharp step.

The eyes touched the round table on the side of the bed, which was full of food and wine, and the smell of dirty wine came to the nose, and a pair of men and women at the round table were entangled to death, and Mo Yiyan in front of him was no longer the dignified and virtuous queen, sitting wantonly on the man's lap, with a charming smile on her mouth, and her skirt was faded to her waist, revealing a beautiful back like white jade, completely addicted to it, and did not notice the arrival of the Southern Qin Emperor.

And that man, although it was only a side, the Southern Qin Emperor still recognized him as the son of Mo Chengli, a scholar of the palace pavilion, Mo Yiluo.

Emperor Nan Qin never dreamed that the brother and sister of the Mo family would actually have an affair, and they were also stabbed in Mo Yiyan's bedroom, according to the situation of the two, I don't know how long the relationship between the two has been maintained? If I hadn't happened to be here today, I don't know when I would have been hidden.

Poor Emperor Nanqin was cuckolded and didn't know it, and the situation in front of him at this time really made Emperor Nanqin's eyes red, and the murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

Tremblingly, he raised his right hand, pointed at Mo Yiyan, and said sharply: "Mo Yiyan, you are so bold!" ”

Hearing this angry voice, Mo Yiyan woke up violently from lust, looked at the Southern Qin Emperor who suddenly appeared in the inner room in disbelief, and hurriedly got up from Mo Yiluo's lap, quickly tidied up his clothes, and rushed towards the Southern Qin Emperor: "Your Majesty.... Emperor.... Concubines, concubines...."

Mo Yiyan subconsciously wanted to explain, but she felt as if all language was pale and weak, and the scene in front of her was the best proof.

Before Mo Yiyan's voice could be fully expressed, Emperor Nanqin was already furious, raised his leg and kicked towards Mo Yiyan hard, and scolded angrily: "You slut, you dare to fornicate behind my back, I want to punish your crimes, I.... Ahem...."

The angry Southern Qin Emperor had long been so angry that Mo Yiyan had lost his mind, but before he finished speaking, he couldn't help coughing violently.

"Your Majesty...."

Mo Yiyan's panicked face just wanted to step forward to soothe the breath for the Southern Qin Emperor, but at this moment, a figure quickly flashed out from behind Mo Yiyan and came behind the Southern Qin Emperor.

Mo Yiyan gasped, obviously frightened by Mo Yiluo's behavior, and looked at the body of Emperor Nan Qin slowly falling, her face pale.