Huo Wenqing was very ruthless and accurate, and did not leave the slightest room for himself. No one needs to do anything at all, the doctors can't save her. Chu Zhixia guarded the door with a knife, staring at everyone's movements.

The emperor came quickly.

He knew that Huo Wenqing had something to say to him, and he could only say it to him. Once these words get out, they may spread to many more people. The emperor had already vaguely guessed a few points, but he still wanted Huo Wenqing to tell him personally.

The door was still closed.

Chu Zhixia almost fell to the ground, but Bai Ziche quickly helped her.

"It's not your fault." Bai Ziche said.

Chu Zhixia stretched out his hand to cover his face, and his lungs seemed to be crumpled in pain, squeezing out the air in his body without leaving a trace. Tears dripped from between her fingers, smashing small holes in the snow.

During the day today, the empress suddenly came out of the Buddhist hall and went to see the emperor with something. It was a gold collar made by craftsmen ordered by the emperor when the crown prince was born. No one knew what the Empress had said to the Emperor, but after that conversation, the Emperor's attitude changed.

Maybe it was the sudden revival of licking calves, or maybe the emperor suddenly remembered that this eldest son was also born in his expectation. The emperor believed that the crown prince and Huo Wenqing were really in love, and decided to "fulfill" him and Huo Wenqing.

"It's all my fault." Chu Zhixia's throat squeezed out a broken voice, "If ......"

If only the day the inn was burned down, she would have been quicker; It would be nice if he had done more ruthlessly when he robbed Huo Wenbai; If you don't look ahead and look ahead, it would be nice to report the crown prince to the emperor desperately.

Chu Shixia suddenly remembered that the prince in his previous life did not divorce from the regent, and the prince did not ask to marry Huo Wenqing. Huo Wenqing was peacefully chanting poems and lyrics in Jiangnan, and Chu Zhixia Yuan occasionally heard her talent in the clouds.

Huo Wenqing refuted those sour scholars who said that Chu Zhixia was "fierce and brave, not a good wife" at the poetry meeting in Jiangnan; Chu Zhixia was in the heavy snow in the clouds, listening to people on the streets and alleys singing Huo Wenqing's poems.

It turned out that in their previous lives, they had heard each other's names across thousands of mountains and rivers.

But she killed Huo Wenqing.

"It's not your fault." Bai Ziche grabbed her hand rarely and forcefully and said, "It's the prince's fault, the queen's fault, and the fault of the person who set fire to the post house and killed Huo Wensong." But it's not your fault, Mo Xue, do you understand? ”

Chu Zhixia shook his head, mottled with tears.

Soon, the door was opened from the inside.

The emperor's face was hidden in the shadows, and he said in a cold voice: "Come on, take down the prince and confine him to the Weiyang Palace." ”

Chu Zhixia's gaze passed through the emperor's body and landed on Huo Wenqing, who was sticking out of the house.

Huo Wenqing lay quietly and peacefully on the couch, and there were messy medicinal herbs scattered around the bed. The gurgling of water on the small stove was the only sound in the room. Huo Wenqing's heart was still sticking to the step, and the lotus flower on the skirt was dyed blood red.

Chu Zhixia almost fell to his knees in the snow.

Jiangnan Huo's Wenqing, not a chaste and virtuous person, but he is well-versed in poetry and well-read, and his father Yun: "In time, I will not lose my father and brother in learning." He has a chaste temperament, and would rather be broken than broken, but he has a heart of pity for the poor and the weak, and has repeatedly scattered all his belongings to help the victims.

Died in the fourth year of Xiangfu, Chinese New Year's Eve.

Year XVII.

——

The moment Huo Wenqing stabbed Bu Shao into his heart, Bai Huan knew that he had lost this game.

If Huo Wenqing directly denounced him in full view, the emperor might defend him and refute Huo Wenqing's slander against the prince for the sake of royal face. But Huo Wenqing didn't, she just didn't seem to want to live.

The chamberlain ran to tell the emperor that when Huo Wenqing wanted to face the saint, Bai Huan was dying and struggling, and he wanted to stop some delay. But the Emperor only gave him a cold look and pushed his shoulders away firmly and forcefully.

Soon, the eunuch Xu Delu returned to the palace, retired from the palace banquet guests, and read out the emperor's will: "Prince Bai Huan, confined to Weiyang Palace, no order." ”

Bai Huan accepted this will respectfully, and did not directly strip off the crown prince's crown clothes, indicating that there was still room for maneuver in the matter. The palace people didn't understand what was going on, and they didn't dare to treat him harshly, so Bai Huan quietly knelt in the side hall, closing his eyes and recuperating.

He thought back to the ins and outs of this incident scene by scene, how did it evolve into what it is today?

At the beginning, it was Huo Wenqing who refused his reward in public, and he had to take the second step plan; Huo Wensong was accidentally killed in the fire of the post house, and the assassin who suddenly appeared took away Huo Wenbai, the only person he could restrain Huo Wenqing; In the end, the emperor proposed to Huo Wenqing to attend the palace banquet and marry him and Huo Wenqing - Bai Huan opened his eyes suddenly, he was surprised and happy at the time, so he ignored someone.

Bai Ziche.

Bai Ziche just meekly did not refute anyone's words from beginning to end, as if he was outside, and everything had nothing to do with him. But it was his casual words that reminded the emperor to meet Huo Wenqing in person.

Bai Huan's suspicion brewed into anger, and he couldn't wait to peel Bai Ziche, a two-faced and three-knife, to skin and cramp.

The door of the temple behind him was suddenly pushed open, and a line of wind and snow swayed to the ground.

Bai Huan turned to look at the emperor, so stiff that he forgot to breathe.

"Huo Wenqing is dead."

Xu Delu moved a chair, and the emperor sat in front of Bai Huan, condescendingly looking at this ruthless and indecisive son.

"During the day, the queen came to look for me. She said that you and Huo Wenqing are in love, and for so many years, you have considered the ambition of the Chen family's wolf, so you have never married a wife, please have mercy on you. I believed it, so when the people below told me that there might be something hidden in the fire at the inn, I also decided to pretend to be deaf and dumb. ”

Bai Huan knelt in front of the emperor, bowed his head deeply, and said nothing.

"Prince, can you tell me why Huo Wenqing, who is 'in love with you and a match made in heaven', committed suicide in the main hall?" The emperor's voice became deeper and deeper, as if he wanted to crush Bai Huan's cervical vertebrae.

"Why don't you talk now?" The emperor slapped the arm of the chair suddenly, and the palace people waiting in the hall knelt on the ground in panic, trembling, and even Bai Huan couldn't help but shake his body.

"Begonias are only for one person, and the affection of the orphan girl is cared for, don't you know how to say it? What kind of dumb now?! ”

The emperor laughed angrily, "Bai Huan, you are very good. There is a folk sound outside, and there is a queen's pillow wind inside, and the inside and outside should be considered to be understood by you. Why don't you quibble now? Where have all your minions, your henchmen, gone? ”

Bai Huan's brain was numb, and he replied sluggishly: "Erchen has nothing to say." ”

"The begonias in the courtyard of the Ye family have long frozen to death, and the roots and soil have been dug up to Weiyang Palace, and the soil under the roots is clearly new soil! Huo Wensong even won the three yuan, even if he is not in the temple, his reputation is also high, and now his coffin is parked in your East Palace, and his sister committed suicide in the harem! ”

The emperor was so angry that he almost fainted, and he couldn't catch it in one breath, so he had to get up by holding on to his chair, pointing at Bai Huan and saying hatefully: "Are you dizzy, are you so anxious to manage your own forces?" Aren't you afraid that the scholars will spit on you from generation to generation and nail you to the pillar of shame! ”

"Does Father really care about my son?" Bai Huan suddenly raised his head, and a layer of hazy tears in his eyes reflected the candlelight, like a broken streamer on the surface of the river.

"If it weren't for the persecution of my grandfather, would my father really want to make me the prince? After so many years, my father really didn't have a moment, didn't he want to abolish me? Why do I have to be in the Huo family, why do I want to marry Huo Wenqing by any means, does my father really not understand in his heart? ”

The emperor gritted his teeth, and the muscles in his face twitched.

"Erchen is just trying to protect himself. This time, Erchen lost, because Erchen's skills were not as good as others. But again, Erchen will still do the same. ”

The emperor slapped him in the face and spat out a sentence viciously: "Stubborn." ”

——

The fifth year of auspicious charm, the first day of the first month.

The sun is shining.

The snow has stopped for several days, and the weather is unusually good.

Huo Wenbai was pushed into the yard by Jiang Qiao to bask in the sun, and the white cat that came from nowhere rubbed his legs affectionately. Huo Wenbai's legs were weak, and he didn't drive it away, so the white cat jumped on his knee and rolled Huo Wenbai a cup of hair.

The courtyard door was pushed open, and Chu Zhixia walked in.

Huo Wenbai wanted to greet her, but saw that her face was ashen and shaky. Huo Wenbai was uneasy and asked vigilantly: "Is something wrong with Wen Qing?" ”

Chu Zhixia's lips opened and closed, and he spit out the three words "I'm sorry" with difficulty.

The hot tea spilled over Huo Wenbai's legs.

The white cat "meowed" and ran away.

——

The news of Huo Wenqing's death and the news of the deposed prince came together, which was even more powerful than the previous rumors.

Some people say that the marriage between the prince and Huo Wenqing was originally a means for the emperor to entrap the Huo family, but Huo Wenqing died of a sudden illness, and the emperor became angry with the prince; Some people also say that Huo Wenqing was delirious and intended to assassinate at the palace banquet, but was killed by Yu Linwei, and the prince took Huo Wenqing into the palace, so he was implicated.

What's more, Huo Wenqing was portrayed as a red-faced disaster and a demon who messed with the country.

In the noisy restaurant, Mr. Storyteller was shocked, his mouth was like a river, and he was gushing, but what fell on Chu Zhixia's ears was full of bullshit that made her sit still.

Chu Zhixia poured a pot of wine, but his anger became more and more intense. She jumped down with one hand on the railing on the second floor, and landed firmly in front of the storyteller, causing the audience to exclaim again and again. Chu Zhixia picked up the storyteller's collar and dragged him up from behind the table like a weasel.

"Whose family's money are you receiving," Chu Zhixia narrowed his eyes and forced him to look at him, "The Chen family, or the East Palace?" ”

"This, this guest officer, I don't understand what you're talking about......" The storyteller trembled like a sieve, and his beard trembled.

Chu Zhixia smashed a punch in the face of the storyteller, directly lifting him to the ground and rolling several times.

"I put my words here, if anyone dares to accuse Huo Wenqing in the future, I smashed his point. At the feet of the emperor and the emperor, he no longer wants to make a business. Chu Zhixia stepped on the two bloody front teeth he spit out, and turned away without looking back.

Coming out of the messy restaurant, Chu Zhixia stood at the end of a long frost-white street and exhaled a deep breath from his lungs.

"It's just some peddlers and pawns, who don't know anything, just begging for food. Why should the eldest lady be angry with them. Yuzhu chased out of the restaurant and pressed the big one on Chu Zhixia's shoulder.

Chu Zhixia smiled sadly and said, "Haven't you heard of Miss Huo's good name for helping beggars in the market? She is such a clean person, and she will be insulted when she dies. Bai Huan was dying and struggling, splashing all the dirty water on her, I couldn't bear it. ”

Yuzhu was only silent.

A horse galloped from the street and stopped in front of Chu Shixia. It was a Yu Lin Wei, who rolled down and knelt in front of Chu Zhixia, and said, "Miss, the Fourth Highness was ordered to go to the East Palace to carry out the coffin of Huo Changgongzi, but the Third Highness forcibly blocked it, and Cheng Wei Chang did not dare to use force. ”

Chu Zhixia snorted irritably.

"It's really tiring to write this part."