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Yao Bing's heart was so anxious that all his attention was focused on what he had to say, and he didn't notice how embarrassing it was to break into a room where only the queen and the national teacher were talking, and naturally he didn't notice the unnaturalness that flashed on Sima Tulan's face. 173

"Empress Qiqi, we found the assassin in the garden of the north corner of the palace, but ......" Glancing at Sima Tulan carefully, Yao Bing bowed his head deeply, "But when we found the assassin, he was already dead!" ”

"Dead?!" Sima Dolan gasped.

The purpose of the assassin's two assassinations was already a great mystery, and he thought that arresting someone would solve the doubt, but he did not expect that before she could interrogate, the assassin would lose his life first.

"Has the cause of death been identified? And his identity? Waiting until she calmed down a little, Sima Tulan asked in a low voice.

Yao Bing swallowed: "It looks like drowning, and no wounds have been found on the body." As for the identity of the subordinate officials, they are still being traced, and the harem has a large population, and it is difficult to find out one by one for a while. ”

Sima Tulan and Shen Junfang glanced at each other, and then waved their hands: "Okay, you go down first, hurry up and find out the identity of the assassin, and report anything to the palace at any time." When Yao Bing left the room and closed the door, Sima Tulan let out a long sigh and turned to Shen Junfang with a frown: "What do you think?" ”

"There is no proof of death." Shen Junfang replied neatly and crisply.

Yi Huaiyu does not have too high restrictions on people entering and leaving the palace, but this does not mean that anyone can come in casually, the assassin can be in the harem, there must be someone to help secretly, his death, the biggest possibility is that the mastermind behind the scenes killed people in order to keep the secret, and there is no proof of death.

Such a vicious and cunning person staying in the harem is undoubtedly a cancer.

The violent coughing interrupted Sima Tulan's contemplation, and when she raised her eyes, Shen Junfang coughed and bent over while covering her chest, her originally pale face turned iron-blue, which was terrifying. The first address of the mobile terminal of this mobile phone:

"Jun Fang?" Hurriedly put Shen Jun on the seat, Sima Tulan poured a glass of water and stuffed it into his hand, and he didn't care about avoiding any suspicion, and gently patted Shen Jun's back with one hand.

Shen Jun coughed for a while before it gradually subsided, barely holding up a smile and lowering his eyes: "It's okay, it's just a little tired, it'll be fine in a few days." ”

Sima Tulan was silent, the palm on Shen Jun's back slowly drooped, and the sorrow in her heart was no longer about assassins or some conspiracy that had not yet surfaced, but about the sick and weak young man in front of her - Shen Jun couldn't hide it from her, after fainting in Huanqing Palace that day, he said nothing and refused to let the imperial doctor diagnose and treat him, so she knew that his illness must not be light.

Hurt yourself to stop another method of pain, hasn't Shen Junfang been using it?

"You have to go to the doctor, you can't go on like this." Sima Tulan turned her back to Shen Junfang, her voice low and hoarse.

"It really doesn't matter, I know how to treat medicine myself, and I know whether I should take medicine or not." Shen Junfang was still arguing, and inadvertently saw Sima Tulan's slightly trembling fingertips, and his voice stopped abruptly. After coughing lightly, Shen Junfang slowly stood up with his seat, hesitated for a moment, and gently touched his fingertips on Sima Tulan's fair-skinned wrist: "I just don't want you to be too tired, I can share it for you, I'll try my best to do it." ”

Sima Tulan didn't respond, but the trembling of her fingertips became more and more intense.

Such heartwarming words should not have been said by Shen Junfang, even if it was an occasional goodness, she could accept it, but only Shen Junfang couldn't.

He has a great future, and he is a confidant who has won Yi Huaiyu's trust, if he didn't see him at the beginning, if he didn't know each other at the beginning, how could he end up being suspected and sick now? Because of her, Shen Junfang was suspicious and alienated by Yi Huaiyu; Because of her, he was tired and haggard, and his body and heart were broken.

And she will never be able to fall in love with him.

"You take care of your illness first, and don't do anything until you get well, I'll find someone else to do it for you." Sima Tulan retracted her hand into her sleeve, and while losing the warmth of her fingertips, her heart suddenly cooled.

She looks forward to half a life, envy half a life of infatuation and warmth, not given by the person she loves, this mood is sandwiched between reluctance and reluctance, the most heartache is unbearable.

Some blurred vision was suddenly cut off, Sima Tulan subconsciously raised her head, the teardrop on her eyebrows that even she didn't notice slid down the roundness, and the young man in front of him half-raised his hand, stunned to see the tear slip into his palm.

"You cried ......"

For a long time, Shen Jun was stunned.

Did he embarrass her, or did he ...... Is she worried about him?

The dark cough annihilated Shen Junfang's faint slump, and the shocking blood mixed with the tears in his palm, burning Sima Tulan's eyes for a moment.

Did she cry? For whom? Himself or Shen Junfang? Sima Tulan couldn't tell what was wrong with her feelings, knowing that she didn't love Shen Junfang but couldn't ignore it, seeing him sad and seeing him disregard for his health, her heart was as if it was torn apart, and the pain was unbearable.

"With your tears...... That's enough......" Shen Junfang pulled out a pale and desolate smile, clenched his palms, and leaned his head lightly on Sima Tulan's shoulder, "I can't wait for the life I want...... If you can let the emperor and the emperor know your mind, I will love you and protect you from now on...... I can pay as much as I want, even if I die......"

"Who allowed you to die before you died?" Sima Tulan whimpered, trying to hide the sadness in her heart, but she couldn't do it.

In the cold and ruthless deep palace, if you can get someone to protect you with life and death, how can you be cold and ruthless and not moved? Sima Tulan has never been a cold-blooded person, and when she first felt Shen Junfang's heart, all she had for him was gratitude, worry, not resentment.

The sad and subtle crying woke up Su Shiyun, who was asleep in the inner room, and moved to the door with a table and chair in a drowsy manner, and opened the door to ask Sima Tulan what was wrong, but for a moment she was stunned by the situation in front of her.

Sima Tulan, who is always arrogant and graceful, knelt on the ground with tears and rain rippling, and her gorgeous dress spread out on the ground. In her arms, the young Da Yao Guoshi's face was pale, the corners of his lips were bloody, and there was a faint smile on his haggard and weak face, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

And the hands of the two people were tightly clasped together.

The palace maids and guards guarding outside were called into the house by Su Shiyun's hoarse call for help, and then hurriedly went to find the imperial doctor, coming and going in a chaotic footstep, Su Shiyun always maintained a posture and did not move, holding Shen Jun's hand tightly as if she was distracted.

She was scared, afraid that once she let go, he would never come back.

All the imperial doctors in the palace of Yaoguo went out together, and surrounded the unconscious Shen Jun for a whole day and a night, and the next day the news reached the ears of Sima Tulan, who had not slept all night and had not yet entered a drop of water, with a desperate atmosphere.

Shen Junfang, the youngest national teacher in the history of Dayuan, was depressed all the year round and became ill from hard work, although he saved his life for a while, he couldn't get out of the ghost gate, and when the imperial doctors found out......

He is terminally ill, and his days are numbered.

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