After exchanging lives, I can't get rid of the binding cp

One afternoon in early autumn, the driver of Xuanping Palace finally arrived at the southwestern gate of the capital.When the city guards saw the carriage of the palace, they cleared a road and let them go.

The carriage swayed past the city gate, and when it was about to go to the Xuanping Palace, a few people rushed over from Central Street.As they ran, they shouted:

"Wait! My lord stay here, stay here and wait—"

Fu Guan heard the sound from a distance, so he reined in his horse and stopped.He rode his horse and looked back, but saw that the person who came was the chief eunuch next to the emperor, the prince.

"Eunuch Wang, why are you so anxious?" Fu Guan lowered his head and asked, "Could it be that the Holy Spirit has something important to explain, so you specially sent Eunuch here?"

He said again: "However, if it's not urgent, can I go back to the palace first? The journey is tiring, I want to send the princess back to the palace to rest first."

The prince hurried over, panting from exhaustion.He stopped in front of the horse and said: "Oh, my lord, the Holy Majesty is anxious to see you. He is already waiting for you in the Qianyuan Hall. I'm afraid I can't wait for you to send the princess back to the mansion."

The prince said fairly: "Why don't the concubine come to the palace with you to have an audience? The concubine has been away from Beijing for a while, and the majesty is also thinking about it."

Now that it's all said and done, Fu Guan has no reason to refuse.He nodded and said, "Okay, let's go to the palace to face the saint."

While speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Lou Xiyue's carriage, then turned around and headed for the palace.

In the carriage behind, Lou Xiyue put down the curtain and lowered her head in thought: "What is it that the emperor is so anxious to see Fu Guan? Could it be that there is movement in Linlang Pavilion?"

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There is still a distance from the gate of the city to the palace, and when everyone arrived at the gate of the palace, it was already three quarters of an hour later.

After arriving outside the palace gate, Lou Xiyue changed into a soft sedan.But Fu Guan went to face the saint first because of the emperor's summoning.

Not long afterward, Lou Xiyue was one step behind and was placed in the side hall to wait.

At this time, Qianyuan Hall.

Wang Gonggong pushed open the gate of Qianyuan Hall, and immediately waited in a polite manner: "My lord, Your Majesty is waiting for you in the hall."

Fu Guan nodded slightly, and immediately stepped into the hall.

As soon as he entered the main hall, Fu Guan could smell the strong medicinal fragrance floating in the air.

The windows on the east side of the main hall were open, and a slight breeze blew in, but this wind could not take away the smell of medicine that had accumulated in the room for a long time.The warm wind brought the fragrance of grass and trees outside the hall mixed with the smell of boiled medicinal materials, which smelled bitter.

"You came."

An old man's voice came from the hall, Fu Guan paced over, and then knelt down on his knees: "My minister sees Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty."

Hearing this sentence, the emperor couldn't help laughing behind the screen: "Long live? I'm afraid I can't live forever—cough!" Before he could finish speaking, he coughed violently.

A louder cough echoed around, and after a while, the emperor gasped for breath as if he was exhausted.The breath coming out of the throat was like a broken paper window, just blowing "huhu".

"Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon's body." Fu Guan said respectfully, "When I came here, I have already heard from the prince that you are suffering from the cold and the dragon's body is ill. You should relax."

He said: "The imperial doctor once said that stagnation in the heart is not conducive to recuperation. Furthermore, your majesty has always been in good health, and you can recover from a small wind and cold in a few days. Why don't you worry about 'long live'? Please rest assured and recuperate."

Hearing his words, the emperor rested for a while, regained some strength, and said: "It's just to make me happy. I know how my body is. 'Long live', throughout the ages, has any emperor really got it? Long live?"

After finishing speaking, the emperor sighed softly, and then said: "I am sick and have no strength. You come in, and I will talk to you closer."

"Yes."

Fu Guan responded, and immediately went around the screen and walked in.

When he got closer, Fu Guan could clearly see the face of the seriously ill emperor.

Wang Gonggong had previously told Fu Guan that the emperor had been ill since he contracted a cold half a month ago.

At this moment, the emperor's face was sallow and haggard, even his eye sockets were sunken deeply, and the fundus of his eyes was even blacker, obviously suffering from illness.

"Sit down." The emperor pointed to the chair beside the bed, and said, "Talk to me first, what have you gained from this trip to the south of the Yangtze River?"

"Yes." Fu Guan opened his clothes and sat down, and replied at the same time: "Returning to Your Majesty, according to your order, I first went to Nanhuai Mansion to check the water conditions..."

He reported what he saw when he first came to Jiangnan, and then said: "Over the years, floods have often occurred in the Jiangnan area during the hot weather, so the people of Nanhuai Prefecture and the government have countermeasures. Therefore, although this flood Serious, but manageable."

He said: "The only thing that is difficult to deal with is the epidemic after the flood."

The emperor said: "The epidemic in the south of the Yangtze River... is not uncommon. As long as the medicine is used correctly, the epidemic can be controlled. After reading the memorial you submitted, it seems that the treatment of the epidemic has encountered a difficult problem?"

"Yes." Fu Guandao: "When the epidemic broke out, there was a shortage of medicinal materials in Nanhuai Mansion, so I donated some medicinal materials to the prefect of Huaijiang."

In addition, he also mentioned the drug dealer Qi Lian's generous donation of medicine.

"However, the origin of that drug dealer is quite strange, and I'm still investigating." Fu Guan said: "In addition to these official duties, I also investigated a murder case."

"Oh? What murder case?"

Fu took a look at the emperor's face, and said, "It's a murder case. The case is not complicated, but the poison used to kill the victims has some origins. I follow the evidence provided by the murderer to trace down. , but it was found that this murder case is slightly related to the Lost Soul Grass."

As soon as the words "Lost Soul Grass" came out, the emperor coughed violently.

He clutched the veil tightly to cover his mouth and coughed for a while, a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead: "Wh, what...you just said, Lost Soul Grass?!"

The emperor's voice changed slightly: "Hasn't the Lost Soul Grass been destroyed long ago! Why did it reappear? What's going on?"

Fu Guan handed over a cup of clean tea: "Your Majesty, be careful of the dragon's body." He replied: "Where did the Lost Soul Grass come from? I also have doubts."

He continued: "At that time, when I was staying in Xunjiang Town, I accidentally discovered an underground casino called Wuji Palace in the city. Wuji Palace gambled with human life and made countless fortunes.

"Weichen discovered the Lost Soul Grass among the medicinal materials they used, and only then did I learn that the people in the Promise Palace have been using the medicine made from the Lost Soul Grass to disregard human lives."

Fu Guan omitted the process of discovering the Wuji Hall, but focused on explaining the connection between Gao Laosan, the Wuji Hall, and the Lost Soul Grass.

At the end, he said: "The medicinal properties of the lost soul herb are so strong that it can easily control people's minds. This reminds me of the killer outside the Qing'an teahouse in the capital a few months ago."

Fu Guan said: "The behavior and appearance of those killers are very similar to the symptoms of eating the Lost Soul Grass. It can be seen that it is very likely that Linlang Pavilion used the Lost Soul Grass to train this group of killers who are not afraid of death."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes to look at the emperor, and said word by word: "Your Majesty, you are very clear about how harmful the Lost Soul Grass is. So, do you still want to keep Linlang Pavilion and let it go?"