The five rooms in the main hall are large and spacious, with excellent orientation, and the warm sunlight penetrates through the windows, and the rooms are bright and sparse.

Emperor Yong'an is usually rested in the warm pavilion facing south, a long window is opened on the south wall, the window lattice is inlaid with carved glass that is transparent like ice, the shadow of the mountain tree outside the hall is reflected on the glass, the branches and leaves are sparse and falling, but it is full of vitality.

Lift the bead curtain hanging at the door of the warm pavilion, a ding dong light sound, enter the warm pavilion, light smoke curling, into the eyes is the majestic thousands of miles of rivers and mountains rosewood screen.

On the eight red sandalwood shelves, one by one according to the original handwriting of the famous family of the previous dynasty embroidered thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are stretched and magnificent, the double-sided embroidery is ingenious, the color is gorgeous, the mind is ingenious, it is the 50-year-old Qianqiu Festival of the Yong'an Emperor last year, the Suzhou Mansion is dedicated to the Yong'an Emperor's birthday gift.

This screen made Longyan happy, and the officials of Suzhou Prefecture received a generous reward, which attracted the envy of countless people.

Turning the screen, Emperor Yong'an leaned on the bright yellow pillow with a wistful expression, and when he saw the imperial concubine and his party coming in, his eyes lit up, raised his hand, and motioned for the imperial concubine to sit on the edge of the bed.

He held the hand of the imperial concubine, and called out the small words of the imperial concubine weakly but affectionately: "Shanshan, you are here." ”

When the imperial concubine heard this title, her face did not show too much emotion, she still had that graceful and dignified appearance, and even her neck leaned forward slightly as before, her expression was faint, and there seemed to be endless alienation: "What does Your Majesty think, but what is hurt?" ”

Emperor Yong'an, who said a few words on official business, was suddenly not interested, he slowly let go of the imperial concubine's hand, his eyes darkened, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I have nothing to do, the imperial concubine doesn't have to worry." ”

The imperial concubine breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask lightly: "Which concubines does Your Majesty want to leave to serve the sick, and the concubines will arrange it." ”

A trace of indescribable irritability appeared in Emperor Yong'an's heart, and his fingers involuntarily pinched twice: "No need, with Han Yiling and Gao Fuguo here, the concubines don't have to come to serve the sick." ”

As soon as she heard this, Concubine Li was anxious, twisted her waist and walked to the bed, and before she could speak, tears rolled down one by one, holding Emperor Yong'an's hand, and sobbing weakly: "Your Majesty, you can't care about how others concubine, and the concubine must come to serve the sick." ”

As soon as this remark came out, it really offended a large number of people, and some of the concubines raised their heads, some lowered their heads, and their faces were full of disdain.

Concubine Xian snorted coldly and turned her head to look to the side.

Concubine Li didn't seem to realize that there was anything wrong with these words, grabbed Emperor Yong'an's hand, and her voice came out softly: "Your Majesty, let's let the concubine come to serve the sick." ”

Emperor Yong'an patted the back of Concubine Li's hand with his backhand, and coughed lightly twice: "You have been in poor health since you gave birth to Xiao Wu, how can I be willing to let you work so hard, you can come to see me every once in a while, you don't have to be here day and night to guard the sick." ”

Concubine Li pinched the handkerchief and pressed the corners of her eyes, and said with tears in her eyes: "Seeing Your Majesty so haggard, the concubine's heart is about to die of pain, where do you care about hard work or not." ”

Hearing this, Emperor Yong'an glanced at the imperial concubine thoughtfully, with ardent expectation in his eyes, but he only saw the same plain face as before.

He pressed down the irritability that was surging in his heart, stroked Concubine Li's cheek twice, and whispered softly as if no one was around, revealing endless affection and sweetness: "I want to drink the soup you stewed with your own hands." ”

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There were still tears hanging on her face, and when she heard Emperor Yong'an's words, she suddenly smiled like a delicate flower: "Your Majesty, the concubine obeys the order, and she stews soup every day and sends it over." ”

With Concubine Li taking a good start, the concubines in the back rushed to be diligent, wanting to send snacks, melons and fruits, clothes, and those who volunteered to serve the sick.

The warm pavilion was lively and noisy for a while, and the warblers and swallows were noisy, which made people's brains hurt.

The imperial concubine frowned slightly, pressed the corner of her forehead twice, and did not speak.

Emperor Yong'an pursed his lips tightly, his lips pursed into a straight line, and his face gradually sank.

The concubines sensed that something was wrong, and their chattering voices gradually lowered, and finally calmed down, only to hear that the concubines were still talking to themselves.

"Your Majesty was frightened, and inhaled thick smoke, and it is really not suitable to use too greasy soup."

"According to the concubine's body, it is best to have a pure heart and go to the fire like lily lotus seed soup."

Concubine Xian has always been at odds with Concubine Li, and she was about to stomp on her feet when she seized the opportunity, but she was so energetic that she didn't notice that the other people's voices had disappeared, leaving only her somewhat mean voice echoing in the warm pavilion.

As she spoke, she saw the strange expressions on the faces of the concubines beside her, and noticed that the silence around her was a little weird, so she couldn't help but be stunned, and swallowed all the broken words, and her face turned blue.

Concubine Li heard Concubine Xian's words, and the tears of grievance came as soon as she said it, and she began to smoke again: "Your Majesty, the concubine, the concubine really didn't think so much, the concubine ......"

She was extremely aggrieved, and she couldn't even speak.

Emperor Yong'an's spirit was already on the verge of irritability and collapse, and he patted Concubine Li's hand patiently again, and said hoarsely: "I want to drink the soup stewed by your own hands, why are you guilty?" ”

Concubine Xian's face turned from blue to white, the corners of her lips twitched, and she didn't say a word.

The imperial concubine also sat a little impatiently, and when she heard Emperor Yong'an say this, she slowly stood up and saluted without any disorder: "In this case, the concubines will retire first." ”

Emperor Yong'an looked at the appearance of the imperial concubine, his heart was sour and astringent, and he waved his hand, so that these concubines with their own thoughts all retreated.

After the imperial concubine and the others retreated, Emperor Yong'an's spirit was a little weak, he leaned on the bright yellow pillow and gasped twice, and suddenly grabbed the cup in his hand and smashed it hard.

With a "bang", the blue and white cup on a white background fell into many pieces, splashing everywhere.

Gao Fuguo was startled, hurriedly knelt on the ground, and kowtowed again and again: "Your Majesty is angry, Your Majesty is angry." ”

Emperor Yong'an breathed a sigh of exhaustion, rubbed the corners of his forehead, his face was gloomy, and he said disheartenedly: "She hates me, isn't it." ”

Gao Fuguo knew the meaning of Emperor Yong'an's words, but he didn't dare to tell the truth when he killed him, so he just shook his head again and again.

Emperor Yong'an sighed: "That's it, it's hard for me to do anything for you, get up." ”

Gao Fuguo thanked him and got up from the ground.

After he carried Emperor Yong'an out of the fire, he has been serving in front of the bed, and he has not had time to freshen up and change his clothes, and he has not had time to deal with the fire bubbles on his body, so he only smeared some medicine on the back of his hand.

Emperor Yong'an looked at the black ash on Gao Fuguo's face, and said hoarsely: "Where is the injury?" ”

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Fu Guo fell to his knees with a puff, his face was full of emotion, and tears fell on the gold bricks drop by drop: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the old slave is fine, Your Majesty, you can scare the old slave to death this time." ”

Emperor Yong'an waved his hand: "Get up, don't kneel at every turn, I, I know your loyalty." ”

Gao Fuguo is really afraid, he is a person who serves the emperor closely, only if the emperor lives healthy and peaceful, he can live healthily and peacefully, to say a big disrespectful word, if one day the Yongan Emperor Dragon controls the sky, he can die in front of the spirit and be buried, it is already the best ending.

He wiped a handful of tears, and the tears washed away the black ash on his face, forming a series of criss-crossing tear stains, and he shivered with fear.

Emperor Yong'an looked at Gao Fuguo, a subordinate who served him closely, and had such a deep sense of truth for him, who shared the bed with him every day and gave birth to children, but why was the affection less than a piece of paper.

He asked disheartenedly, "What happened to the two immortal masters?" ”

Gao Fuguo remembered the tragic situation in the fire, his scalp tingled for a while, and he carefully modified the wording: "Your Majesty, that, those two, the two immortal masters, have already crossed the tribulation and ascended." ”

After saying this, Emperor Yong'an was speechless for a long time, and Gao Fuguo was also speechless for a long time, and his heart was weak.

The corpses are burned like that, even the ghosts can be scared to death, and if they really soar, they can't be frightened.

Emperor Yong'an's cheeks twitched twice, and he said unshockedly: "Since the immortal master has attained the Tao, then, it's enough." ”

Seeing that Emperor Yong'an did not show any sorrow, Gao Fuguo secretly sighed.

The bead curtain hanging at the door of the warm pavilion swayed gently with the wind, and the warm and bright sunlight flowed on the round white pearls, which were very glossy.

After a moment of silence, Emperor Yong'an looked at the bead curtain and asked lightly, "Are all the princes here?" ”

Gao Fuguo thought for a moment, and said with great difficulty: "Han, His Royal Highness the King of Han, I haven't arrived." ”

Emperor Yong'an straightened up and asked in surprise: "Why didn't he come for no reason, what happened to him?" ”

Although his son is a little ridiculous, useless, and unproductive, his filial piety is real and not false at all.

If there is anything delicious and useful in Su Ri, it will be held in front of him first.

Hearing that he is sick, he will definitely stay up in front of the bed without sleep, and he will never show up like now.

When he heard that Xie Mengxia didn't come, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

Gao Fuguo lowered his head and said, "Three days ago, His Royal Highness King Han was attacked in the teaching workshop and was kidnapped by a group of gangsters. ”

"What? What about Jin Wuwei, what about Neiwei, what about Jingzhao Mansion, have you gone to find it, have you found it!! Emperor Yong'an's face suddenly changed, he screamed in grief and tragedy, and used all his strength to get up, struggling to find someone.

Gao Fuguo hurriedly supported Emperor Yong'an, and persuaded in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, when I got up in the morning, Liu Fuyin had an excerpt, and he had found His Royal Highness and had been rescued, Your Majesty rest assured, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, your Majesty, Your Highness is fine." ”

Emperor Yong'an finally calmed down, Fang Cai's violent qi and blood surged, his throat was filled with a burst of bloody gas, his mouth was full of rust smell, and he coughed a few times in a row, before he breathed a sigh of relief, and asked weakly: "Unprovoked, really, nothing?" ”

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