Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

The queen collapsed on the ground. She didn't believe him, and even resented him for it. She thought he didn't know, but he knew it all.

"emperor."

"Queen, you should understand your son's temperament. If you don't want mother and child to separate, don't do things he hates."

"But the concubine is his mother, the one who gave birth to him and raised him."

"You gave birth to him, but you didn't raise him. It wasn't you who was by his side when he was at his worst. Why do you force him? That's all I said, think about it!"

It was the first time that the husband who had been in love with her had spoken harshly to her, and he only called her the cold "Queen". He no longer regarded her as his wife.

She can't blame anyone, after all, after Qiu Xin entered the palace, she no longer regards him as her husband.

He is not toward her, and his son is against her. At this moment, the queen feels that her life is bleak and lifeless.

The culprit of all this is her inhuman brother!

She slowly got up from the ground, looked at the red eyes and haggard face in the mirror, and pushed the things on the makeup mirror table to the ground.

Cuiyun heard the sound and hurriedly entered the hall with Yinger, and knelt down to pick it up nervously.

"Dress my palace." The queen sat on the stool and said to the mirror.

Cuiyun winked at Yinger, signaling her to clean up the floor, and she stood beside the queen and picked up the comb.

"Mother, are you going out so late?" Cuiyun was worried that she would go to the palace, and she would be criticized by His Highness in the evening, and if she went at this time, she might add fuel to the flames.

The queen didn't answer, but stared blankly ahead.

Cuiyun couldn't help but look into the mirror, met her eyes for a moment, then retracted her eyes shyly.

The queen did not leave the palace, but went to the prison.

Dressed in brocade clothes, dignified and graceful, she is incompatible with the dark, humid and smelly prison cell. Wei Baxian, who was sleeping soundly, was roughly woken up. After many days of torture, he has developed a habit of covering his head with his hands as a conditioned reflex whenever there is external force Huddled in the corner, still calling out "forgive me" indistinctly.

"Wei Baxian, the empress is here, why don't you be polite?"

The guards carried Wei Baxian out, only then did he see that it was his younger sister.

"Fu Xin, Empress Empress, Cao Min sees Empress Empress!"

Wei Baxian kept knocking his head, and tears flowed from his cloudy eyes.

The queen watched with cold eyes, hatred gradually accumulated in her empty eyes.

She pulled out the guard's sword abruptly, Wei Baxian was startled by the sound, and the pupils of tearful eyes dilated instantly.He was terrified, she was going to kill him!
Wei Baxian moved back in horror, and the queen moved towards him step by step. Finally, Wei Baxian's back touched the wall, and he realized that he had fallen into an unavoidable situation.

"Fuxin, you can't kill me, please don't kill me."

Regardless of the queen's disregard, a sword was aimed at his chest. Wei Baxian screamed, and the only sound left in the prison was the soft sound of blood dripping from the tip of the sword.

The queen stared blankly for a long time, then turned around in a daze, and met two pairs of terrified eyes.

One is Ye Liyou and the other is Wei Luo.

They huddled at one end of the other cell, their eyes filled with fear, fearing that they would become the ghosts of her sword.

"Mother, mother, please spare my son. It was Wei Baxian and Chen Piaopiao who killed Ayun, and it has nothing to do with my son."

While Ye Liyou was chattering endlessly, the queen had raised her sword, and the guards consciously opened the cell door.

"Empress, you have hurt my son for 16 years, you can't kill him! Empress, my son has not done my filial piety to you, and my son will die with regret"

The queen seemed to be in a different space from him, turning a deaf ear to his begging for mercy.

The bright red sword head slowly moved towards Ye Liyou's chest, and the moment he fell to the ground, Wei Luo was frightened and fainted.

When the queen was about to kill Wei Luo, she suddenly felt palpitations. She threw away her sword and stood with her hands on the prison door.

Cuiyun was afraid that she would not be able to support her, so together with Yinger, she helped her back to Fengqi Hall.

The Tianlao guards told Amon about the queen's surprise visit, and Amon told Bai Yi that Bai Yi went to Ayun's mansion.

It was already midnight at this time, but Ah Yun didn't sleep, touching his gold bracelet and laughing while watching like a fool.

"Your Highness, have you listened to what I said?"

"Listen. Are you dead?" Finally gave him a serious look.

"do not know."

"Send the imperial physician to take a look."

Bai Yi didn't understand: "They are all your enemies, why should you save them?"

"It's such a joy to die, tell the imperial doctor, try your best to save your life, just keep your breath."

Bai Yi went to knock on Li Lu's door overnight, Li Lu thought that something happened to Ah Yun, and immediately got up from the warm bed in shock, and snorted when he learned that he was saving Wei Baxian and Ye Liyou.

"There are imperial doctors on duty in the imperial hospital, just look for them."

"Then I have to enter the palace. It's too troublesome. How can I find you easily? Doctor Li, please make arrangements."

"No, it's so cold, you go to Ji Can. I said Bai Yi, how did you know to send me? I am the chief imperial physician after all."

"An order from His Royal Highness."

"Say it early!"

The next day, at dawn, Ye Shijing arrived at the gate of Furong Hall.

He took a deep breath, pretending to walk in easily, and stepped into the palace door, only feeling the nervousness of the wind and cranes.

"Green orange."

"See Your Highness the Third Highness." Qingju saluted him respectfully.

"How is your mother's health?"

Qing Xing died, and Qing Ju was promoted to be the maid in charge.But if it was before the day before yesterday, this would undoubtedly be a good thing, at this time it just increased the chances of being interrogated.

"Returning to Your Highness, Your Majesty's health is not very good. One is that she was poisoned just now, and the other is that she fell too badly that day."

Ye Shijing's eyes froze, how dare you insinuate him!
Qingju suddenly felt a slip of the tongue, and quickly explained: "It was said by the imperial doctor. Your Highness, are you going to visit your empress?"

Ye Shijing withdrew his venomous gaze and told her to back off, he could just go by himself.

Concubine Ning Gui has already got up, and is embroidering the unfinished apricot blossom on the couch.Seeing him coming, he pointed to the stool beside him: "Sit down."

Ye Shijing hadn't seen her for a long time, and at the same time, there was an unspeakable embarrassment on her face.

"Mother and concubine is not feeling well, why don't you stay in bed?"

Concubine Ning Gui didn't answer, but pointed to the embroidery work in her hands, the smile on the corners of her eyes and brows was faint, but it made people feel good: "What do you think of this apricot blossom?"

Ye Shijing was not in the mood to discuss this topic with her, but if he didn't answer him, he wouldn't be able to say his request.

Pretending to look at it carefully, she smiled insincerely: "It's beautiful."

"Is it bright?"

"Mother and concubine know that I don't know anything about these things, so don't make things difficult for me."

Concubine Ning also smiled, it's not that he doesn't know anything, on the contrary he is good at painting.One of the most famous masters in Beijing is Xue Tian, ​​and the other is her son.

She didn't even bother to be perfunctory, she shouldn't have had any hope of him.

"Mother and concubine, I have something to ask."

"Don't talk, let the concubine embroider it."

Concubine Ning leisurely threaded the needle, not caring that Ye Shijing felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.She is very serious and patient with each stitch, as if it is not embroidery, but her whole life.

After the last stitch, she nodded in satisfaction.

"Give this veil to Yue'er."

"For Ling Yue?" Ye Shijing was very puzzled, looking over and over again, it was just an ordinary handkerchief. If there was anything unusual about it, it was that the branch of apricot blossoms was extremely gorgeous, reminiscent of the peaceful time.

"Yes, for her."

"Won't the concubine give it to her personally? She is disgusted with my son, and he doesn't want to make trouble."

Concubine Ning stood up and walked in front of him, and looked at him seriously.Her eyes were as gentle as water, but the more she looked like this, the more uneasy Ye Shijing was.

"Mother Concubine."

Concubine Ning turned her back, raised her sleeves and wiped her eyes, and when she turned around again, she smiled at him.

"I've been talking so much gossip with Ben Gong, have you run out of patience? The same goes for Ben Gong. This is what you want, take it."