"The emperor has arrived. When the clear voice of Wang Xi's father-in-law came from the front of the Heavenly Temple, the people in the Heavenly Temple were not very happy, but were so frightened that they almost knocked over the freshly boiled medicinal juice.

Zhichun, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't stop trembling, his face was low, and he tried to hide his panicked look.

Listen to the footsteps that are getting closer and closer to yourself. Deceived the emperor, this is a big crime, it doesn't matter if you die or not, the most important thing should be the person lying in the bed.

Originally, it was said that it was good, why did the witch envoy not return for a long time, but now, the emperor came in person, I am afraid that everything will not be hidden. Zhichun's heart was a little desperate.

"Zhichun greets the emperor. Zhichun's head bowed to the ground and shouted.

Long Xiang looked around, and in the apse of this huge Heavenly Temple, there was only one palace maid. Long Xiang looked at the figure lying in the tent not far in front of him, then looked at the palace maid kneeling in front of him, sat on the chair in front of him, and slowly spoke: "You, is Zhichun?"

"The slave is Zhichun. Zhichun tried to calm his trembling voice.

"I heard about the witch envoy before, and before the retreat, he brought back an inferior palace maid, presumably it was you. Long Xiang said.

"Yes, it's a minion. "Zhichun Road.

"I heard that the witch envoy is sick, so you went to the imperial hospital to ask for some prescriptions?"

"Yes. Zhichun couldn't help but tremble again.

"Actually, you should know that the witch envoy should not say that he is sick, even if he is not feeling well, he can ask the imperial doctor to come and consult. “

"This, minion, just, just don't want to trouble the imperial doctor. The witch envoy's illness is not serious, as long as he eats some herbs, he will be fine. “

"Presumptuous!" Long Xiao slapped the table beside him heavily, raised his voice, and said, "If something goes wrong with the witch envoy's body, can you afford it?"

"Minions, minions. Obviously, Zhichun, who was kneeling on the ground, was also startled by the emperor's sudden raised voice.

"Ahem, ahem. Suddenly there were several coughs in the tent. The kneeling Zhichun was shocked, and this coughing sound did attract Long Xiang's attention. Long Xiang stood up and walked to the tent. Through the tent, the small figure inside was lying on the bed, and the small back was not very stable because of illness.

At this moment, Long Xiang's heart suddenly tugged, and the violent contraction made him frown a little, and his hand couldn't help but pull the tent that he put down, as if he wanted to rush to the side of the figure in the next moment.

But he restrained himself, and an anxious voice came from behind him: "Emperor." It also brought him back to reality, this figure is not hers, but just a substitute.

Long Xiang's hand was lowered from the tent, and Zhichun's heart was still pinched. She knew that as long as the emperor lifted the tent, everything would be over.

"It seems that the witch envoy's illness is very serious, and it is estimated that he will not live long. Long Xiang turned around, his hand was tightly tugged, put it behind his back, and said.

Zhichun looked at Long Xiang in front of him and didn't react for a while.

Long Xiang continued: "Wang Xi, you go and prepare, the witch envoy is seriously ill, if he unfortunately dies, he will be buried in the imperial tomb with the title of queen." “

"Yes. Wang nodded happily.

Long Xiang looked at Zhichun who was kneeling at the bottom again, and said, "Since the witch envoy chose you, it is naturally related to you." If the witch envoy dies, you should follow him to guard the tomb. After five years, he left on his own. “

Zhichun looked at Long Xiang in front of him in a daze, and didn't have any reaction, but Wang Xi reacted first, and said to Zhichun: "I haven't thanked the emperor yet, although guarding the tomb is a chore, and there are not many people, but it is already a favor to you as an inferior palace maid." “

At this time, Na Zhichun finally reacted, hurriedly prostrated on the ground, kowtowed to Long Xiang again and again, showed a happy look on his face, and said, "Thank you Emperor, thank you Emperor." “

"No thanks, if you want to thank you, just thank the witch envoy, it's her who really helps you, not me. After saying that, Long Xiang raised his feet and left, leaving Zhichun with tears on his face alone.

Zhichun raised his head, looked at the clouds outside the hall, and muttered to himself: "Lord Han, have you seen it? “

The idle clouds in the sky are still fluttering in the sky unhurriedly. Long Xiang stopped in front of the Heavenly Worship Temple, couldn't help but look back at the magnificent and solemn Heavenly Worship Temple, and said, "As soon as she leaves, this Heavenly Worship Hall will be closed again." “

Wang Xi also glanced back and said, "Please rest assured that the emperor will have palace maids to take care of it." The first emperor also said that even if the Temple of Heaven is empty, it cannot be wasted. “

"Yes, even if it's empty, it can't be wasted. Long Xiang couldn't bear to look away, and said, "Wang Xi, wait a minute, if you're ready, go and ring the bell." “

"Yes, Your Majesty. “

Wang Xi said this, while helping Long Xiang, got into the car. The car slowly embarked on the return journey, leaving only shallow marks on the ground, but when the wind blew, there were all gone.

In the Imperial City of Taiping, everyone is also doing their own things, who would have thought that next, in the Taiping Imperial City, there will be a news that shocks the government and the opposition.

"Knock knock. As the big bell on the top of the Taiping Imperial City slowly rang, all the people stopped what they were doing and looked up at the big bell on the top.

"The witch envoy has gone. The sorcerer is gone. I only heard that in the Taiping Imperial City, on every road, there were little eunuchs dancing with white silk in their hands, shouting loudly as they ran, conveying the news that caught them off guard.

When the news reached Mingfang Palace, Wang Jue's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it. asked Yuchun, who had just returned from inquiring about the news next to him: "This is true." “

"Really, Niangniang, it is rumored outside, and the big bell on the top of the palace has also been ringed, this can still be fake. Yuchun nodded.

Wang Jue sat in the chair, and the chair was covered with fine mink. Wang Jue's face was full of disbelief, and he whispered to himself: "I always feel that it is too fast, too sudden." “

Yuchun took the tonic that the palace maid had just stewed, stepped forward and stood beside Wang Jue, and said, "Niangniang, what do you want to do so much?

"Oh, what do you say?" Wang Jue asked as he looked at Yuchun, who was beating the tonic into the bowl beside him.

"The witch envoy went, and the queen's gift was buried with a generous funeral, which can be regarded as the emperor's favor. But now, Taiping will not have a queen? This emperor has just ascended the throne and has no heirs. Before, the witch envoy was reluctantly agreed because he was of the Yan bloodline, and now, wouldn't Niangniang easily ascend to the position of the queen?"

"You're right. Wang Jue's heart turned, his eyes flashed, and he didn't pretend to be sad at all, but said excitedly: "It seems that the palace still has to go to my uncle, let my uncle think of a way, force the emperor, and let the emperor establish the palace as the queen." After speaking, he didn't forget to say to Yuchun: "Yuchun, you go find a few simple clothes, even if you don't like it, you have to make a show to show the spirit of everyone in this palace." “

"Yes, sis. “

"After that, the palace also wants to thank the little queen for dying quickly. Wang Jue smiled slightly, but his smile was full of ridicule.