What happened at night was that Sima Lanting had been thinking about it since he went back, and when he waited for the next day, what came was the news that the Queen Mother had died, and the news that Sima Yucheng was critically ill.

Sima Lanting hurriedly asked Qingqi to prepare the carriage and go into the palace.

Looking at the person on the bed, he smelled a familiar smell in the air.

Isn't that what the sacrifice dance was on last night?

Sima Lanting suppressed the shock in his heart, and followed a group of brothers and sisters to guard outside until Sima Yucheng woke up.

Sima Liang is not here, and now many things can only be done by bypassing him first. Even if Sima Lanting and Sima Yucheng had disagreements before, now they are listening to Sima Yucheng's speech by the bedside.

"The Queen Mother's funeral must be handled well, and this will be handed over to you first. Zheng's body is not in the way, just rest for a few days. "Even if Sima Yucheng is like this, he is not willing to hand over the power in his hands, no, to be precise, he should be unwilling to hand over the power in his hands to Sima Lanting.

He didn't like Sima Lanting as always, thinking that even if he died, he would have to wait until Sima Liangyi came back before dying.

The relationship between father and son has become like this, which can be regarded as a kind of sadness.

The two of them dragged each other like this.

Sima Lanting knew what Sima Yucheng meant, the biggest prince now is himself, and there is a prince who is still young, if something happens, it will be the most beneficial to himself. Of course, Sima Yucheng is jealous of himself, and at the same time he needs to contribute himself.

Sima Lanting nodded, and it was rare that he did not refute Sima Yucheng, the affairs of the Queen Mother really need to be handled well.

Because the sacrificial dance is grounded, I don't know about the Queen Mother.

However, the Queen Mother is quite right about one thing, that is, the sacrificial dance is not suitable for the palace, since the sacrificial dance came, first Concubine De, then Concubine Tang, and now it is the Queen Mother.

Thinking about it carefully, these people who had accidents are all related to the sacrificial dance, and now the people in the harem are very afraid of getting too close to the sacrificial dance, afraid that they will accidentally go crazy like Concubine Tang, and think that the Queen Mother and Concubine De will commit suicide.

At the same time, everyone is still speculating about who told the people of Yixiangin that the dance was a matter of the people.

Midsummer whispered to the light peach, "A little higher, a little higher." Asa Tao obediently waited hard for his feet.

It's a pity that Qiantao's strength is too small to hold up: "Little master, the slave has done her best." ”

Midsummer looked at the wall that was about to be touched, gritted his teeth, and said to the light peach: "It's almost fine, you're a little higher." ”

Shallow Peach knows that Midsummer has always liked to toss, but this is the first time like this, and because of this time, Shallow Peach doesn't want to have another second time.

"Alright, alright." With the efforts of the light peach, Midsummer finally touched the wall. Then he said, "Be careful, I'm going up." After finishing speaking, he kicked the shoulders of the light peach, so his hands were completely on the wall.

Qiantao was kicked by her shoulder and felt pain, and couldn't help pressing, and then she held Midsummer's foot hard, allowing her half of her body to poke in completely.

Arlinn hears movement in the west, checks it out, and when she goes, she sees Midsummer lying on the wall, exhaling.

Midsummer saw someone coming, he was startled at first, and after seeing the person clearly, he said, "Eh, you come and help me." ”

Arlinn fears that she will fall like this, so she calls for someone to hurry over with a ladder. Then he went up and stood on the edge of the wall, pulling Midsummer. This is also due to the width of the wall, if it is a little narrower, it may not be able to pull people up smoothly.

waited until Midsummer An stood firmly on the ladder before he said to the light peach outside the wall, "You go back first." ”

When Qiantao saw the ladder, the whole person was relieved. Looks at Arlinn, thinks Arlinn looks familiar, and leaves.

Arlinn sees the last look in Peach's eyes before leaving, and she looks in the direction of Peach's departure for a moment's moment.

It was in this moment that Midsummer fell like this.

Why?

Just because she wants to tell Arlinn to hurry down so that she won't be discovered, the moment she looks up, she stomps on the air, and before she can say anything, she falls down.

Arlinn hears the sound and jumps off the wall, picking Midsummer up and reproaching the people around her, "What are you watching?" Is it just for people to fall straight down like this? Don't you know how to help it? ”

The people around him lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

But Midsummer was a little unconscious and said: "It's none of their business, I accidentally fell down myself." And it didn't fall either, so it wasn't in the way. ”

Arlinn stops blaming them and tells them to take the ladder back. I loosened the midsummer. Knowing that Midsummer was so troublesome that he came to find the sacrificial dance, he took people over without asking.

Just took a step, I heard a soft "hiss" from the person following behind. She knew that Midsummer must have fallen.

So he turned his head and asked, "Where did Xiao Master Sheng fall?" I'll show you first. ”

Seeing that she didn't hide it, Midsummer was embarrassed to stretch out her legs, allowing Arlinn to pull off her skirt and lift her pants to check the bruises on her legs.

The bruise was tiny, just a little deep.

Midsummer looks at Arlinn's appearance and is a little embarrassed and says, "Actually, it's not a big deal, I just accidentally bumped into it." This little injury was often bumped on when I used to follow my father around. ”

Arlinn knows that this minor injury is not a big deal, but it depends on who it is. This is the emperor's woman, she climbed over the wall just to see the sacrifice dance, but now she is injured here in the Jinming Palace, not all major events can be major events, and I don't want to think about what the current Jinming Hall looks like. Others either rushed to avoid it or rushed to fall into the well.

Arlinn asks, "Can you still go?" "If you can't go, how are you going to go back? Or is it going to rest in the Jinming Palace.

Midsummer touched her nose embarrassedly and said, "It's not in the way, you can still go." After saying that, he endured the pain and strode up.

Arlinn looks at her suspiciously, making sure it's all right before letting go of Midsummer. Just when I wanted to stand up, I suddenly remembered something, so I squatted down again and tidied up her dress for Midsummer.

Then I took someone to find the sacrificial dance.

The festival dance was not surprised at all to see the midsummer. It was as if I expected her to come.

"Sit down." The sacrificial dance was holding a pot of wine, and the mood seemed very good.

Midsummer was not polite, and sat down generously.

"The mother is not surprised." Midsummer smiled.

Matsumi nodded.

Midsummer was surprised by the current mood of the sacrificial dance, and asked indifferently: "Why is Niangniang so happy?" ”

Instead of replying, she asks Arlinn to grab a teacup and fill her with wine.

Midsummer took the cup in the hand of the sacrificial dancer and asked, "This is a teacup, if the mother wants me to drink with you, you can take the wine glass directly." "Midsummer now feels that he should have just been delusional, why do you feel that the dance is in a good mood. If you're in a good mood and you're really fine, how can you use a teacup to hold wine?

But she guessed wrong when it was true, and the sacrificial dance was really in a good mood.

Mid-autumn is coming, and soon the court will change. That day was the day when the harem was opened in the sacrificial dance.

Sai Wuqing smiled: "Of course, this Jinming Hall is now tantamount to a cold palace. Wine is a rarity. Sheng Xiaozhu will take care of more. ”

Midsummer was very confused, and didn't know what it meant, but she still drank the wine.

Matsuri Mai smiled and looked at the scenery in front of him.

Midsummer doesn't know what to say, Yin Yin is looking for someone by himself, but now he is a little uncomfortable. I don't know what to say.

It seems that it is easy to be silent when you are in the same place as the festival dance.

The sacrificial dance first interrupted the atmosphere: "Are you coming to see me?" ”

Midsummer muttered quietly in her heart, didn't you come to see you, did you still come to see your Jinming Palace? He still smiled and said, "I heard that Niangniang had an accident, so I came to see you." Let's see if there's anything I can help with. ”

Listening to the tone of Midsummer's sword mountain and the sea of fire, the sacrificial dance smiled even more.

This is a smile that Sheng Xia has never seen before, and he was stunned for a while, and then he felt that it was not Concubine Tang but the madness passed on to the sacrificial dance, as if it was different from the people I had seen before.

Midsummer's undisguised eyes were caught by the sacrificial dance, she didn't say anything, but smiled silently in her heart, this person is so cute, but it's a pity that she will leave the palace soon. I can't see it.

I don't know if they have a lot of opportunities to meet each other in the future.

Sheng Xia saw the sacrificial dance, turned her head a little embarrassed, and coughed: "Niangniang seems to be in a good mood today." ”

"Yes." The sacrificial dance looked at her playfully.

Midsummer is a little overwhelmed by such a festival dance. No matter how free and easy his temperament is, he still can't deal with it in the face of such a sacrificial dance.

"Niangniang, I just want to ask you, are you really from Yixiang Courtyard?" Midsummer's tone of suspicion and disbelief was very gloomy.

Sai Wuqing raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter, don't you believe it?" Or do you look down on the girl in Yixiang Courtyard? ”

Midsummer hurriedly waved her hand in a panic: "No, no, no, no." I mean, our family seems to have had a relationship with Yixiangyuan, and I've been there before, so why haven't I seen you? It stands to reason that what you said is so good-looking, it should be the top brand in Yixiang Temple. After speaking, he secretly glanced at the sacrificial dance, and his face quietly became hot.

"Oh, that's what you're talking about. I thought you also looked down on me, a red-dusted woman. The festival dancer quipped.

Midsummer blushed and said a little embarrassed, "No." ”

accidentally saw her red face, and gave her a kind answer: "I've always been in Yixiangyuan, but my aunt won't let me come out." So no one has seen me anymore, but you're right. ”

"What?" Midsummer looked at her curiously.

"I'm the number one in Yixiangin." Matsuri smiled.

Midsummer was even more confused: "Huh? ”

"It's just one night." After saying that, he burst out laughing.

Midsummer was simply stunned, why was the sacrificial dance like this, was she really affected by Concubine Tang?

Sheng Xia didn't dare to ask, so he could only say cautiously: "Then what were you doing in Yixiang Courtyard before?" ”

In the ears is the laughter of the sacrificial dance, and outside is the sound of the funeral for the Queen Mother.

The sacrificial dance also heard it and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Only then did Midsummer remember that I still have to keep filial piety for the Queen Mother today, and I can't wear such clothes. She looked at the pink dress on her body, and said a little embarrassed: "Today is the day of the Queen Mother's funeral." ”

What? Dowager?

I remembered that when I saw the Queen Mother yesterday, the Queen Mother was still fine, why is it such news today?

Sai Wuqing withdrew the smile on his lips and asked, "What's going on?" ”

Sheng Xia looked at her quietly with the afterglow, and his speech was also hesitant: "That is, after you met the Queen Mother yesterday, he jumped down in the imperial garden inexplicably." ”

Midsummer's wrong eyes make the sacrificial dance pale, and this yin is saying that this matter is your sacrificial dance love's fault. In just a few days after entering the palace, several people in the palace were indirectly killed.

"Hmph, what did the outside say about me this time?" The sacrificial dance was very disdainful to ask.

The appearance of not being afraid of anything made Sheng Xia feel that she was a little too arrogant, and at the same time, because she had just discovered the multifaceted nature of the sacrificial dance, she didn't dare to talk nonsense, so she could only answer in a low voice: "I didn't say anything, it's just that it's all spreading, you are a disaster star, if you don't get rid of it, the big yin will die sooner or later." ”

In fact, Midsummer is more than worried, the sacrificial dance is just a matter of so many years of depression, since the last time I saw Sima Yucheng's appearance, I know that I am not far from liberation. The mood is surprisingly good, of course. It was not controlled for a while.

So even if the sacrificial dance heard them say this about themselves behind their backs, they didn't react much, but laughed at themselves: "That's what you said?" ”

Midsummer nodded slightly.

Sai Wuqing looked at her like this, "I was originally a disaster star. After that, he calls Arlinn: "Send it off." ”

What does the phrase "sacrificial dance" mean, and what does it mean to be a disaster star? Midsummer was inexplicably sent out. I forgot what I came here for.

The sacrificial dance is a disaster, and she seems to have known about this since she was a child. When I was a child, I often heard a person say in her ear: "You calamity, if it weren't for you, how could they have died, it's all because of you!" ”

Others were gentle and coaxing words from their mothers when they were children, but they heard such vicious words when they were children.

"Why are you still alive? Why not you? ”

"Why were you born? If it weren't for you, how could my father and mother die like this? ”

"You say, you say."

At that time, the man did not pity the sacrificial dance, and he was still young, and his walking was unsteady. Just like that, I kept pinching the arm of the sacrificial dance and asked her. It stands to reason that such a young child has no memory. It was because of this day-to-day torture that the sacrificial dance was remembered. I remembered it from the bottom of my heart. Lingering.

That's a relative who has a blood connection with the sacrificial dance, but it's also the person who left the worst memory for the sacrificial dance. In the end, she died. Died on the way to find food for himself.

I've never seen her again, and from then on, I've never had to be cursed by her anymore.

Later, the little sacrificial dance was brought to Yixiangyuan in one winter, and then it had its current name, and she never mentioned it before. They thought she had forgotten, after all, she was a child under the age of four.

Yes, the sacrificial dance is a lot forgotten, but the person who curses himself every day has not forgotten, but remembers it clearly.

The people who took her back to Yixiangyuan gave her delicious food and drink, and then a month later, they kept telling her that her enemy was the current emperor, what she needed to do, how to do it, and they all handed it to her one by one. The sacrificial dance itself is still young, so I don't have much obsession with any hatred. Even now.

But they really won't let go of the sacrificial dance, but take some things from the past to know about the sacrificial dance.

The sacrificial dance was helpless, so he could only obey, and at the same time knew that only in this way could he get rid of those people one day.

Yixiangin is good, and my aunt is also a good person.

This may be the only little bit of childhood warmth left in the heart of the sacrificial dance.

Shaking the empty bottle in his hand, he raised his head, looked at the clear blue sky, and smiled softly.

Sima Yucheng's body is down every day. Gonggong Liu was also sad all day long, and when he saw Sima Lanting, he couldn't hide the worry on his face.

What to worry about?

Of course, he was afraid that Sima Lanting would rob Sima Liangyi's position. At his current age, Gonggong Liu can still work in the palace for two years, and after two years, he can go back to recuperate.

People are always greedy for the power in their hands, and it is even worse when they are old, especially people like Gonggong Liu. Sima Liang also said that it was good before, if there is a chance, let Gonggong Liu follow him for a few years, just like following Sima Yucheng's side.

Sima Lanting knew what Gonggong Liu thought, and he didn't say it, and it wasn't as he said when he got it.

"Grandpa Liu seems to have lost a lot of weight these days. Didn't you sleep well? Sima Lanting is really not interested in the throne, he just feels that as a prince, in a situation like this, he should still take on his own responsibilities.

With a cold sweat on his head, Gonggong Liu said cautiously: "Thank you for your concern, but I haven't slept comfortably lately." ”

Why is it unstable, this is a matter of yin, but Sima Lanting does not say anything. Look at him with a smile.

After Gonggong Liu entered the house, what he saw was a group of palace people kneeling in front of Sima Yucheng's bed, and he already knew what was going on at this moment.

Soon, news came.

"The emperor has collapsed!"