Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Virtuous King Li Yunyue
The Lingrui Palace's Mansion was calm, but on the other side of the street, the mansion of King Ning Yunyue, was a different scene.
The incense in the Lanyue Building where Ning Yunyue lived was curling, and the medicine was heavy. Obviously the golden sun is shining at noon, but the light in the building is dim and blurred, in the hollow incense burner made of gold inlaid enamel double dragon play beads, the taste of agarwood incense is rich and stagnant, but it can't hide the heavy medicinal gas, and the window is tightly closed, after the fusion of the two flavors, it makes people more dizzy.
The room was empty and quiet, and the footsteps from far and near could be heard clearly, Ning Yunyue stood up on the red sandalwood carved Ruyi collapse, and wanted to say a few words to Li Xuanyi, who had just stepped into the room, but there was a cough between actions, only coughing pale and purple, Li Ranwu hurriedly held the spittoon in one hand and smoothed him with the other.
There was freshly boiled tangerine peel and celery root water on the low table, which was the most cough suppressant, and Li Xuanyi hurriedly handed it over.
This water was bitter over Coptis chinensis, but Ning Yunyue drank it all in one gulp, pushed away the sugar-soaked plums that had been handed over by Dyewu, and gasped for a while before gradually calming down, and asked with all his strength: "Xuan Yi, do you have any news?" ”
Li Xuanyi raised his head and met his obscure face: "It was Lin Chuxue who was injured, the dagger was deflected, and it was not stabbed in the chest." The man had woken up this morning, and nothing else could be found. ”
Ning Yunyue's face was as usual, and she only said with hatred: "He has a big fate!" ”
"The imperial concubine is good in this game, but this chess piece is too uncompetitive!" Li Xuanyi is not without regrets.
Ning Yunyue has been sick for many years, rarely sees sunlight, and her eyes seem to be in the dark, and when she heard these words, she only glanced at Li Xuanyi with squinted eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Woman's view! Do you think Lin Chuxue is dead, and he will collapse? If she is really dead, then he will not even have the last scruples, he is alone, the fish is dead and the net is broken, I am afraid that we will not be able to please us! These words were in a hurry, causing the blood in his chest to surge, and there was a cough again.
Li Xuanyi had a cold sweat on his back, and when his father Li Changgeng heard about it, he also laughed and said that it was difficult for a woman to achieve a big thing, he thought it was to ridicule the incompetence of the chess pieces, but it turned out to be that the arranger was short-sighted.
Ning Yunyue was kind to people's hearts, and when she saw Li Xuanyi's expression at this moment, she turned to say: But if this dagger pierced his heart, it would be an excellent hand.
"Our people have been lurking for so many years, and this purge is unharmed, do you want to find an opportunity......
"No way!" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ning Yunyue, who was flushed: "Not now." ”
It took him a lot of effort to insert this person in, and for so many years, he hadn't used it once, so that he could be safe until now, unless he could strike a fatal blow, he wouldn't act rashly.
Li Xuanyi didn't mention it anymore, he had doubts, speaking of which, King Lingrui was the most unlikely of the three princes to win the great treasure, he was not as good as the person in front of him, he was a serious son-in-law, and he was not as deeply favored as King Yan, and the Lu family still had such a splash of wealth.
"Do you think I'm taking the Spirit King too seriously?"
Li Xuanyi's mind was broken, and he was shocked and frightened, but when he saw that the face of the person opposite was calm, he nodded slightly.
Ning Yunyue only smiled and did not explain.
Why is King Lingrui scary?
Because he is determined to win the throne, and he has almost no weakness!
Like him, once Li Xuangeng, the uncle of the right prime minister, or even Li Xuanyi, the cousin of the military department in front of him, has an accident, he will face the danger of the building toppling.
Like King Yan, once Lu Wanling falls out of favor, his future will also be dark. And for that position, he didn't really want it, he was just being pushed forward.
And King Lingrui, without these helps, he doesn't have the hidden worry of subversion. As long as you don't fall, you can never be defeated. And he, no matter how restrained and low-key he is in the court, he is always like a sharp spear, which makes people ignore it.
"Cousin, don't worry, I haven't forgotten the enmity between the queen mother and the eldest brother!" The room was ticking and ticking, and just when Li Xuanyi thought that the conversation was over, he heard a murderous voice in his ears.
This sentence made the distant memories vivid in Li Xuanyi's mind again.
They stood together in front of the bed of Empress Duanxiao on the occasion of her death, her whole person was as thin as a dry branch, and her majestic brown eyes were gray on weekdays, and she could no longer see her former look.
But she was so loving and affectionate, her dry and rough hand stroked Ning Yunyue's face inch by inch, and then stretched out her other hand to hold herself, her voice was softer than she had ever been: "Xuan Yi, my aunt is about to go to see Yun Hao, and I can't accompany you anymore." ”
His heart suddenly tightened, and the tip of his nose was astringent. His mother died early, and he spent most of the year under his aunt's knees, who took pity on him for losing his mother since childhood, and was more concerned about him than his two biological sons.
"You are the elder brother, Yun Hao is gone, there will be only you and Yun Yue in the future, you must take good care of him!" He finally couldn't hold back his tears and only nodded vigorously.
"Auntie" He held the withered hands tightly, and his face was already full of tears: "No matter what, I will do my best to protect Yunyue, don't worry!" ”
Li Xuanyi kept repeating this sentence, looking sideways at Ning Yunyue, but his face was calm, as if it was not a life and death parting at this moment, but the hand hidden under the sleeve robe was already pinched and the joints were all white.
Empress Duanxiao turned her face to look at her youngest son, her mouth open, but she couldn't make a sound.
In fact, what should have been said has been said thousands of times, but no matter what the son is, in the eyes of the mother, it is always the child who does not grow up.
"Queen Mother, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you and my eldest brother! I'll let them all accompany you for your funeral, you wait, I'll let them all come with you! At that time, the young man's words were cold and fierce, like a lost little wolf, exposing all his fangs and roaring at the world.