Dong Gong Mei

In a blink of an eye, it’s the Dragon Boat Festival.

The curtain of rain was vast and the sky and the earth were covered with mist. The ministers followed suit and walked along the verandah into Penglai Pond.

According to custom, the emperor should have a banquet with all his ministers in the Linde Hall. However, there were many turmoils this year, and the emperor was not in good health, so he only held a small banquet on the pond and invited important officials of the third rank and above to enjoy the scenery.

Gu Yong is at the head of the east side, accepting greetings from his colleagues.

Without Prime Minister Zhao Ziyi's court, Gu Yong naturally became the most popular person. As a result, the trend in Beijing changed drastically overnight. All officials, civil and military, felt it was an honor to curry favor with the Gu family.

But after all, Gu Yong had experienced tremendous changes, and he was very clear-headed about this feeling of being in the clouds.

While he was chatting with his colleagues, he was paying attention to the throne - the emperor looked very weak, with two chamberlains supporting his arms on the left and right, as if the oil in the lamp had run out.

Gu Yong was not surprised by this. He glanced to the side and landed on the concubine's seat next to the throne, surrounded by pearls and greenery.

The person sitting at the top of the table was no longer Concubine Zhao.

Gu Yong's eyes moved again, and he saw Concubine Zhao Shu in the last waiting position.

Concubine Zhao Shu was implicated by the Zhao family and was demoted from one of the four concubines to the rank of concubine.

At this time, she raised her cup and saluted the emperor: "I, my humble concubine, would like to offer a toast to your majesty. Long live my emperor."

His posture is humble, his expression is supple, and he can't find anything wrong.

Gu Yong's eyes darkened.

She knows the current situation, knows how to measure, and is willing to lower her body. I'm afraid this Zhao concubine will be difficult to deal with.

The raindrops are falling, the lotus leaves are pavilion, and the silk and bamboo are surrounded.

The emperor stood up and spoke to Zhao Zirou who was kneeling on the ground. Without a word, his eyes suddenly sharpened: "Nonsense!"

The voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it made the officials present change their expressions.

Gu Yong looked over immediately.

Zhao Zirou held up the wine cup with both hands, knelt on the ground and begged with tears: "...I know that I am guilty, and I dare not ask for your majesty's favor anymore. I only hope that I can wear my hair and practice practice, and end my remaining life..."

"Nonsense!" The emperor's face was ashen and he pointed at Zhao Zirou's door, "You gave birth to two princesses, how can you become a monk and practice! What nonsense!"

Zhao Zirou bowed her head, placed her forehead on the emperor's knee, and said sadly: "Although the princess is young, she has your majesty's favor and the prince's pity, so her life will not be difficult. However, as a mother, I am afraid it will be a drag. Got them..."

"Don't talk about such nonsense!" The emperor was very ill and his temper became much more irritable. "Today is a good day for me and my beloveds. If you feel uncomfortable, go back and copy Buddhist scriptures!"

He spoke in a hurry, his breath flowed backwards, and he suddenly coughed loudly. His body was like a fallen leaf in the wind, and he hunched into a ball on the dragon chair.

Seeing that the emperor was in so much pain, Zhao Zirou still refused to give up, "Concubine——"

The chamberlain was shocked and knelt down in a hurry: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Please stop saying a few words!"

"Oh no, His Majesty is having a heart attack!" he screamed, and everyone quickly gathered around.

"Get the pills quickly!"

"Medicine, the pills are gone!" The chamberlain touched his body and knelt on the ground as soon as his knees became weak. "Before Your Majesty sat down at the table, this servant had served His Majesty and had taken the medicine!"

"Your Majesty!" Zhao Zirou's face was pale. She grabbed the emperor's hand, reached up with her fingertips, and quietly placed it on the pulse along the cuff. A glimmer of light flashed through her tearful eyes.

No one noticed. "idiot!"

Over there, Gu Yong rushed up in two steps. He pushed the chamberlain away, glanced at the emperor, turned around and roared: "Imperial doctor!!"

"Yes!!"

The crowd was rushing around, but no one noticed that Zhao Zirou put his hand on the emperor's pulse, suppressing it firmly.

The imperial doctor entered quickly and without time to greet him, he took out a pill and stuffed it directly into the emperor's mouth.

Cao De stroked the emperor's back, gave him water, gave him good luck, and made him fall over.

Zhao Zirou, on the other hand, secretly pinched the emperor's pulse while her tears fell.

When Li Xuanye arrived in a hurry, she still knelt beside the emperor, maintaining such a sad and gentle posture.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!" The palace man knelt down, and all the ministers were excited. Their knees slipped and they wiped the ground and knelt towards the door.

Gu Yong also stood up and took a step forward: "Your Highness."

The hem of his robe was fluttering, carrying the wind and rain all over his body. Li Xuanye came quickly, his shoulders were wet by the rain, and a drop of rainwater hung on the crown of his hair, and slipped quietly on his temples with his rapid pace.

He walked quickly and reached the door. Without even looking at the ministers, he strode in.

"Your Highness is here."

Zhao Zirou calmly took out her hand and stood up. She wiped her tears with a handkerchief, "Your Majesty just lost his breath and fainted for a moment. He is much better now..."

Li Xuanye ignored her explanation and walked straight past her to the throne.

"Father, how are you?" He knelt down beside the emperor, held the emperor's shoulder with one hand, and touched the emperor's heart with the other hand.

The fingers were slender and strong, and they were pressed against the emperor's chest. The chaotic heartbeat came through the pads of his fingers, causing the back of his hand to tremble imperceptibly.

"...I'm fine..." The emperor's breath was still uneven. He opened his eyes and tried to look energetic, "...why are you here."

"Father." Li Xuanye calmed down. He took the hot cotton towel from Cao De and wiped the emperor's temples. "I finished my work and was about to come over to enjoy the scenery."

The emperor nodded, then looked at a large area of ​​wetness on his shoulders, and frowned: "The person waiting on you doesn't know how to hold an umbrella." Then he looked behind him again, with a somewhat dissatisfied expression on his face, "Didn't you just get this? He Liangdi? "Why aren't you with me?"

"My son heard that my father was unwell, so he rushed over and forgot to hold an umbrella." As soon as Li Xuanye raised his hand, Cao De offered the decoction.

Seeing that the prince was still holding a cotton towel in his hand, Zhao Zirou hurriedly reached out to take it, but Li Xuanye raised his eyes with a cold look: "I heard that Concubine Zhao wants to become a monk?"

Zhao Zirou was startled, panicked for no reason, and almost showed timidity.

There is no queen in the harem, and the emperor has always been good-tempered. The concubines' life is good or bad, especially with the emperor. When he is in good spirits, they can still talk to each other like ordinary couples. .

But facing the prince, everyone was a little scared.

No one knows that although this prince is young, he has real power!

When their eyes met, she had regained her composure, and her eyes were sore, and tears welled up in her eyes: "When I return to Your Highness, I have committed a grave crime on my mother's side. Your Majesty is thinking that I have given birth to two princesses, and cannot bear to abolish my status as concubine." , but I feel deeply ashamed and cannot bear your majesty’s grace..."

Before she could finish speaking, Li Xuanye stood up.

He stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at Zhao Zirou condescendingly, with an aggressive tone: "Before the Zhao family case was resolved, you rushed to ask yourself to become a monk, which caused His Majesty's heart disease to relapse. Zhao Concubine, are you doing it out of shame or do you have ulterior motives?! "(End of chapter)