After wandering around the rooftop for a few laps, Long Dailan decided to leave. On the way back to the palace, she remained silent and stopped talking. After returning to the Qingfeng Palace, she climbed up to the high rooftop platform, leaned on the white dragon stone carving railing, and scanned the huge palace. In front of her, the rising and falling mountain-like roofs were like the waves set off by the autumn tide of the neck lake, changing and churning. The turmoil of the lake is driven by the forces behind it, and the turmoil of the royal court is not the same?

Compared to the last time she went home, everything seemed to have changed in Dragon City. All misfortunes have become more unfortunate and show no signs of getting better. She was upset, and her complicated thoughts were difficult to solve, so she called Yingshu and explained.

She should have met her sisters as soon as possible, but Su Yun has not yet returned to the royal capital, but Qinglian and Biyue must be waiting for her anxiously. She and her sisters were not born to the same mother, but their relationship has always been good. But she wanted to see someone again, and when they met during the day, they didn't have time to talk properly.

After Yingshu left, she sat quietly on the rosewood chair carved in the shape of a dragon. The canopy outside the hall was low, and the almost dark green clouds flowed rapidly, like the oversoaked debris floating after the tidal tide of the neck lake, and the small flowers gathered one by one, and soon turned into a large dark cloud, and then turned from gray to inky black.

Rainstorms are coming. The sword is about to end.

When dusk came, it was the time of the stove, the sky changed greatly, and the pouring rain suddenly fell from the sky, accompanied by bursts of palpitating lightning and thunder. The intensity of the thunderstorm and the fierce wind had not been seen for many years, and it hit the entire royal capital, and in an instant the crowd of people surging in the streets was expelled. The rain was so heavy and dense that it didn't reach the sewers and filled the wide streets. Some of the stalls and wagons with handicrafts and food that had not had time to be removed were swept to the ground by the strong winds, and the ornaments, cloth hats, pancakes, and everything imaginable floated on the small river of rainwater, swirling and following the current, like helpless unfortunate people swept away by the flood. The rain stirred up layers of mist, making the massive Dragon City look like a twisted scene wrapped in a wizard's crystal ball, and suddenly it seemed small. The sturdy walls seemed to be weakened, as soft as the flesh of steamed glutinous rice, ready to be torn apart by the wind.

This is just like the spirit dragon showing the power of the dragon to the world.

In the rainstorm, she saw a white figure trotting all the way outside the temple wall, and the mist stirred up by the torrential rain affected her vision, but she could still tell who the man was, he had just changed the guard and was about to return to the guard station. Yingshu is waiting for him below, and she needs to talk to him. The loud noises of thunder and lightning, wind, and torrential rain almost drowned out the other subtle sounds, but she still heard footsteps on the spiral staircase, and here he came. She turned her head with a tired, sad look on her face.

"An untimely storm. ”

"Dailan, the matter of Purple Star...... I'm really sorry. Her teacher, Yu Jian, changed into a white silk cloth coat, tied multiple straps on his upper body, and his wet hair had not yet had time to dry.

"Go down, the thunderstorm here is too loud. She walked up the stone steps and motioned for him to follow. "Who ordered the purple fire to be lit, Biyue or you?"

He followed behind him, descending the stairs. "It's the little princess. ”

They went up the spiral staircase to the lower floor, and through a short corridor with openwork windows, they entered a spacious and elegant room, which had not been used for a long time, but when the purple fire had been lit, the eunuchs kept it in good order, covered with a soft ETA carpet, and sprinkled with fragrant rose perfume. The thunderstorm is much quieter, and the conversation is more convenient. The light in the room was very dim, the two sat down at the pear wood square table, Yingshu lit the crystal wall lamp, poured tea, and withdrew.

She looked into his dark eyes, trying to see through his thoughts. "It's been a long time since I've had a good chance to speak to you, and I was in a hurry when I came back a year ago, and so was when you went to Casa Kim. ”

"A lot has happened in the past 13 months, as in the last two years, far beyond what we could have imagined. ”

She wasn't surprised by his words, she was ready to listen to all kinds of bad news. What could be worse than Purple Star falling off a cliff?" "Can you tell me what you're going north for?"

He didn't hide it. "Yuan Dawei gave His Majesty advice that a Eta had suffered from a similar disease and was cured after taking the ice mushrooms on the top of Storm Mountain. Therefore, His Majesty ordered me to go north to obtain ice mushrooms. ”

She looked at him in shock, "Father ordered you to cross the Great Wasteland alone?"

Yu Jian replied easily, "It's not as difficult as you imagined, you see, didn't I sit in front of you properly." ”

"It's unusual. It's not like my father's way of doing things, he cares so much about you. ”

"It's the natural duty of every one of us who wears swords. That's what we were built for. ”

"It's not a matter of duty, and I didn't call you here to discuss duty. "Sometimes, the stubbornness in his bones is as hard to change as his bronzed skin.

"What I want to emphasize is responsibility. I am a Saber Bearer, and we Saber Eight have the same mission. Only death can unload the restraints of our lives. "He mentioned death.

"Who's dead?" she keenly captures the deep sadness hidden in his stubborn tone.

"Cheng Feng. He gently spat out his companion's name.

"Why?" is unusual. Everything is so unusual.

His tone was as calm as watery as his countenance, as if he were recounting an old story. "The crown prince ordered him to investigate the first five chief imperial physicians, and we waited for his findings, but also for his death. ”

The current chief imperial doctor is called An Qing, she doesn't know it, but when she went to visit her father, she recognized the imperial doctor who was with her, not An Qing. She thought it was just a simple rotation, but now it doesn't seem to be. "What did Zixing find, why did he investigate the former imperial doctor?"

"The crown prince thinks that His Majesty's illness is very strange. He didn't explain it to us, it was like all of a sudden, he found some clues. Yu Jian said, "Cheng Fengtuo brought us back a picture of five people being beheaded. As we have since confirmed, all five former imperial physicians died, one died from a fall from a horse, one choked at the dinner table, one died of robbery, one was poisoned by an adulterous wife, and one died of a sudden illness. The prince wanted more from them, but it was clear that some people didn't want that. ”

"What a coincidence...... What about Anqing? He is the living chief imperial physician. ”

Yu Jian pulled the strap of the neckline, and seemed to be not very accustomed to this dress. "I have told Xia Lao that his position has been suspended. He is still nominally the chief imperial physician, but he is no longer allowed to enter His Majesty's bedchamber or participate in the refining of medicines. ”

"Where's the others?"

"He is free, and we cannot hold him in our custody. But we didn't ask anything from his mouth, and we didn't use lynching, Tian Pan advocated this, but Qi Shaoyu and Wan Cheng were against it, and I didn't approve of it. He folded his arms and placed them on the table, "so we still don't have any evidence." Although Mr. Xia adopted our opinion, he did not agree to take further action. Now the Criminal Pavilion is not involved in the investigation, and all the actions are carried out by our Eight Guards with swords - now it is time to call them Seven Guards, and they are carried out in secret. That's fine, I don't want the Court or anyone else to join. ”

"A conspiracy to usurp the throne. Long Dailan calmed her breath, this series of information caught her off guard, but it easily pointed to a result. "First the father, then the purple star. You controlled Anqing, but you didn't do anything. ”

"Dai Lan, I just hope that he will be recruited from the truth. He's right under our noses, anyway. ”

"You expect him to confess to such a heinous crime, and then be put on death row?" she suddenly felt angry, she had never done this in front of a teacher. "How long do you think Father will last? Purple Star's matter will speed up the process of him being recruited by the Dragon God!"

"But you're going to return. You are the first in line to the throne, and those who try to rebel have no chance. We can wait for the day of the dragon's face, the dragon god will show his true face, he will make a judgment, the wicked will have their own evil retribution, and the good will eventually get good results. ”

It's too slow, and my father can't afford to wait. But she had a hard time refuting him. "I've been to the observation deck. There is a guardrail on the observation deck, Zixing is only thirteen years old, he is not very tall, there is only one possibility for his stature to accidentally fall off the guardrail: he has climbed. But what does he have to look at, and he must climb the guardrail to see it?"

"I thought about that, but the Cabinet didn't approve my proposal to dig up the altar. If the crown prince had been murdered, that person could only have jumped out of the altar. ”

"A murderer popped out of the stone, and then disappeared into the stone?" "Teacher, what you have to do is dig out the truth from An Qing's mouth, not wait!" Yan Ji said, there was no secret passage to that altar. ”

"Maybe. The truth is often unexpected. Dai Lan, you haven't had a good rest when you returned to the palace from the Golden Castle. You're so tired that you need a good night's sleep. Let's think about these questions tomorrow. ”

How do you tell me to sleep?" I closed my eyes, and the face of the purple star ...... will appear in front of me...... Such a lovely and smart purple star, he has left me forever!" Anger could not suppress sadness, she finally couldn't control herself, lying on the pear wood square table and crying. Yingshu, who had been waiting outside, ran in, knelt beside her, stroked her back, and comforted her softly. But as she spoke, Yingshu herself began to cry.

"Your Majesty is still in a coma, the crown prince is no longer there, Dai Lan, the country needs you now. Mourn and be strong, the Holy King taught us that 'we have a heavy responsibility on our shoulders,' and I know you have never forgotten. ”

The lightning and thunder outside the window seemed to be faint, but the rain was still pouring down, and the rain was hitting the roof wantonly, making an irritating sound. There was silence for a long time, and no one spoke.

She stopped crying, wiped away the tears, and broke the awkward silence. She whispered to herself, pausing the harrowing topics. "The lake is beautiful, and I used to be in my room at the Golden Castle, watching the tide surging outside the window, and the time passed little by little. Qin Ming is not by my side many times, and life is a little dull, but I am also very calm. If I live my life like this, it will also make me satisfied. You know I have children and I have more to look forward to. But such a small wish is now a luxury. My child will come into this world with pain. ”

"It wasn't easy. Hopefully, after he is born, I will be lucky enough to get the chance to be a sparring partner again, and he will become a real man. ”

"You know it's a boy?"

"I hope so. It's much easier than teaching girls. He winked at her.

"Am I really that stupid?" he was trying to make her happy, away from the shackles of sadness, and she also wanted to dilute the solemn sadness in front of her.

"Fake. ”

"Really, I mean, it's really a boy in my belly, and Kongoji Temple showed it to me, and you know their amazing abilities. She stroked her flat belly, and one day there would be a throbbing. "I will stay here until the nomadic tide is over, and the dragon god will bless my father and the king safe and sound. ”

She didn't have much confidence in her last words, Yu Jian should have heard them.

She gradually calmed down and took a sip of tea, the tea leaves were bitter, just like her mood. "Sit a little longer, I have a lot to say to you. She scrutinized his face—she hadn't looked at it in a long time, and it was only in the Breeze Hall that there wasn't that long distance between them, and she could leave behind all the red tape.

Outside the Hall of Breeze, thunder and lightning pierced through the thick clouds, tearing at the dark green and even jet-black sky, and the dazzling white light ruthlessly tore apart the gray sky, like a jealous husband who violently tore a poor sheet after drinking.

The thunderstorm weather is terrible, but it's obviously not the worst. The worst is yet to come.

She had a feeling that it was coming soon.