He Shenzhu came in from outside with a tea fruit snack, subconsciously looked at the dragon couch, and clearly saw that the emperor's chest no longer showed signs of ups and downs.

Her hands trembled, and tea spilled somewhat.

Her voice was very low: "Niangniang, Your Majesty...... Dead? Do you want to edict hundreds of officials to enter the palace?"

Zhang Tailiu got up and glanced at her pale face: "You have been by the side of the palace for so many years, and you have never seen any strong winds and waves, but it is the death of the Son of Heaven, and it is worth your fuss, even the tea is unstable?"

He Shenzhu lowered his eyes: "Niangniang taught me."

Zhang Tailiu walked to the side of the hall and sat down, and slowly enjoyed the tea fruit she sent in: "The emperor died, and the secret was not mourned, and the civil and military officials went to the court as usual. Also, you tell someone to come in with more ice, and the corpses in the province will decompose too quickly."

He Shenzhu responded one by one.

Zhang Tailiu was eating tea, and Yu Guang noticed the pomegranate tree outside the hall.

The rain outside was very heavy, the palace lights were hazy, and the pomegranate trees had not yet blossomed and borne fruit, and the green leaves had already fallen to the ground.

She said, "You imitate the handwriting of the Son of Heaven and write a holy decree to pass on Gu Zhun to enter the palace to serve the sick."

He Shenzhu was stunned and curtled his knees and said yes.

Her handwriting is excellent, and she is very good at imitating other people's handwriting, even the handwriting of the Son of Heaven can be imitated vividly, even if she is as smart as a courtier, it is difficult to distinguish the true from the fake.

This skill is also an important reason why she can become Queen Zhang's intimate confidant.

After He Shenzhu finished writing the holy decree, he was taken out of the palace by the palace maid.

The night was getting darker, and Zhang Tailiu wanted to wait for Gu Zhun to enter the palace, so she retired first.

She stepped out of the temple threshold, and as soon as she turned the cloister, she was grabbed by the hand and pulled into the corner.

The man's movements were reckless, and the palace lamp she was holding in her hand was instantly extinguished, and she was suddenly in the dim rainy night.

He Shenzhu pushed the man away: "Your Highness is self-respecting!"

Yuan Chengbi was not annoyed, smiled and folded his arms, leaning on the side of the pillar: "That old man, is he dead?"

He Shenzhu took out the fire fold and re-lit the palace lamp: "You should call him father emperor."

Yuan Chengbi pouted.

That man has ignored him and his mother for more than ten years, and now that he has grown up, how can he have admiration or love for him?

He said, "Then, now it is Zhang Tailiu in the palace who has the final say."

He Shenzhu was noncommittal.

Yuan Chengbi saw that she was about to leave with the palace lantern, so he grabbed the corner of her sleeve: "What are your plans in the future?"

He Shenzhu thought for a while and replied seriously, "If the courtiers can get away with it, when the world is stable, they will leave the palace and go home. The courtier's daughter has been away from home for many years and wants to be reunited with her loved ones at home."

Yuan Chengbi's eyes darkened.

Again, this is the answer......

He said, "Can't my sister stay with me?"

He Shenzhu pointed to the palace wall in the distance: "The deep palace is a cage for me. Your Highness, I want to break this cage."

Yuan Chengbi looked at her fingertips, the towering and undulating palace walls were like monsters lurking in a rainy night, devouring everything that came close, and even the vast sky that should have been boundless was cut into a fixed shape by them.

The rain was dripping.

"But ......," the young man's voice was a little low, "but sister, if the deep palace is a cage, what if it is outside the deep palace?" I have recently read a few Buddhist scriptures and realized that if the mind is not at ease, then it is not at ease everywhere. Why doesn't my sister understand the truth that even I understand?"

He Shenzhu sneered, "You let me stay, it's just for your own desires."

"Man lives for desire." Yuan Chengbi didn't allow the girl to resist, and held her hand tightly, "Sister, look, Luoyang City is about to be in chaos, and the night is so late, I don't know what will happen to you in the future. I generously admit that I like my sister, and my desire is that you will be with me for all eternity. Sister, do you know your own heart?"

"If a man lives for desire, then my desire is to leave the palace." He Shenzhu was categorical, as if he would never give birth to a second choice.

"There are always people in the world who are not willing to be trapped in a cage, but there are always people who are willing to be trapped in a cage for the sake of another person." Yuan Chengbi clinged to He Shenzhu, almost leaving her with no way to escape.

He raised his hand, and his fingertips traced the corners of He Shenzhu's red lips.

He was wearing a black sleeved coat, his lips were red and his teeth were white and pure, beautiful like a girl, and at this moment the fire reflected his frowning appearance, and he was extraordinarily amorous and glamorous in the cold rainy night.

He tilted his head, as innocent as a deer in the forest: "Can my sister be willing to stay in the cage for my sake?"

He Shenzhu laughed again.

When she is not disguised, even her laughter is extraordinarily cold and merciless.

She glanced at Yuan Chengbi playfully, and resolutely turned away with the palace lamp.

It seems that in this deep palace, there is really no one worthy of her staying.

Yuan Chengbi stood alone in place: "My sister got me out of the cold palace where I couldn't see anyone, let me live like a person, and deliberately treated me for so many years, so that I could only rely on you, but now I say that if I give up, I will give up, just like giving up a dog......

Fingertips scraped across the pillars, making a screeching sound, leaving a few mottled marks of crimson paint.

His laughter was like some kind of beast, and it was particularly sarcastic and aggressive in the cold night: "Sister, you are so cruel, there will be retribution!"

He Shenzhu's footsteps paused, and then gradually walked away.

Gu Mansion.

After receiving the holy decree to enter the palace to serve the sick, Gu Zhuzhou's face was not very good-looking.

He looked at Gu Zhun who was packing his luggage and persuaded, "Father, according to the news obtained by the Heavenly Division, among the hundreds of civil and military officials, there is only one person in the palace who is rumored to be sick, how can there be such a thing in the world? I'm afraid that Empress Zhang faked the holy decree and set a trap in the palace to wait for her father."

Gu Zhun didn't care: "Trap or not, I'm going to go."

"Father!"

Gu Zhun closed his burden and raised his head to look out the window.

The wind and rain are like obscurity, and the bamboo leaves are dashing.

The pomegranate tree planted by the window has not grown well over the years, and it has not even been able to bloom and bear fruit.

This was planted by him and Aliu back then.

He raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his forehead, and said with a wry smile: "I'm a man, I owed so many romantic debts when I was young, and I couldn't pay off any of them in the end. The eldest princess is like this, and so is Aliu. Over the years, Ah Liu's temperament has become more and more extreme, and if I can calm her anger and return to the Son of Heaven as a person, it will be regarded as my atonement." Z.br>

Gu Zhuzhou wanted to persuade again, but Gu Zhun waved his hand: "She won't be angry with you, Gu family, I'll hand it over to you in the future."

When Gu Zhun entered the palace, it was already the second half of the night.

He was led by the chamberlain to the dormitory, which was quiet and lit with countless candles.

A bright woman in a high-haired dress sat on the side of the hall, holding her cheeks with one hand, as if she had fallen asleep.