I'm not good at this green tea princess

Chapter 519 An Old Dream

He remembered that the sword was originally given to him.

But every time he grabbed, he grabbed a handful of void.

My own hand passed through the wooden sword, and I couldn't hold it no matter what.

Is it the problem with his hand, or the problem with the sword?

Chu Huang tried to shake Yongchanghou's hand again.

The young Yongchang Hou has dark skin, and he can already see signs of a full beard in the future.

But he still caught an empty hole.

Marquis Yongchang was obviously smiling there, but Emperor Chu couldn't touch him.

In desperation, he grabbed the sheets and chairs.

Still can't hold it.

Ah!
The clown turned out to be myself.

The empty one is also myself!

Chu Huang's hand hangs down feebly.

Watching Yongchang Hou still dancing there, he was spitting and talking.

Yes.

When he was young, he was a chatterbox.

Emperor Chu was cautious in his words and deeds, and did not speak much.

The main reason is that the accident in his childhood made him learn to think twice before acting no matter what he said.

Whenever the two of them get together, Marquis Yongchang is always talking, and he occasionally echoes a few words.

But he didn't think that Marquis Yongchang was noisy, and Emperor Chu liked the lively energy in him, which he never had.

At that time, he said in his heart: As long as the man in front of him doesn't betray him, he will definitely regard him as his best brother for the rest of his life.

Because in this world, besides the third sister, he is the only one who treats me best.

what!
Emperor Chu covered his face in pain.

Yes.

He still had such an oath.

It's a pity that with the passage of time, it was gradually sealed in the dust of memory.

He felt that he was good enough to Marquis Yongchang, but this little deeply hidden memory made Emperor Chu finally understand.

My connivance to Marquis Yongchang is far inferior to what he did for himself back then.

Because he is the emperor, pampering a person is just a passing thing.

Not to mention how difficult it is.

But back then, Marquis Yongchang risked being kicked out of his house in order to be friends with him.

The Marquis of Yongchang was originally neutral.

The old Marquis Yongchang didn't want his son to make friends with him.

He forgot.

He has almost forgotten all these pasts.

Power blinded his eyes, and everything he did was for the consolidation of his throne.

Chu Huang choked up and said: "A Chang, I was wrong!"

Meng Chang, who was beaming with joy, suddenly stopped his movements. He looked at Chu Huang on the hospital bed, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, his brows became ferocious, and his eyes lacked the slightest warmth.

"That's too late!"

The Emperor Chu reached out to grab Yongchanghou's hand, but as soon as his hand touched it, Yongchanghou turned into a wisp of green smoke.

"It's too late, give back my daughter's life!"

Thick black smoke suddenly rose from the narrow room, and the pungent smell of smoke penetrated straight into Chu Huang's nose.

That feeling is too uncomfortable, like suffocation.

Emperor Chu suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was still on the bed in Zhengyang Palace.

Eunuch Shou was lying on the side of the bed, he must have fallen asleep because he was too tired.

The candlesticks were moved and the windows opened.

As soon as the wind blew, the flames rose high and ignited the mosquito net.

Boundless fear filled Emperor Chu's heart.

If there is a fire, he may be burned to death.

And this fire was the reason why Meng Ci died in the first place.

The candlestick toppled over, igniting the mosquito net.

Isn't that what it is?

Emperor Chu screamed excitedly, finally waking up Eunuch Shou.

But Eunuch Shou was very indifferent, he didn't feel that the house was on fire at all, and he was still asking what Emperor Chu was going to do.

Chu Huang couldn't speak, he could only be terrified, pointing at the mosquito net.

Then he saw Eunuch Shou touching the burning mosquito net with a blank face, and asked, "Your Majesty, don't you like this mosquito net? The slave will let the people below replace it soon."

No fire!
Everything is his illusion.

After this incident, Emperor Chu's hallucinations continued to increase.

What assassination set fire to fried chamber pot...

Endlessly.

Sometimes he also knows that this may be an illusion, but he just can't control his panic and fear.

Not only was he exhausted from tossing himself, but the servants below were also full of complaints.

I don't know where his troubles come from every day.

But what is certain is that Chu Huang's illness is getting worse.

The imperial physician was powerless to deal with his hallucinations.

Ordinary measures, of course, can't cure it.

This is Shen Yi using the soul-hunting technique he learned from Yueren to control the Emperor Chu.

After the previous few times, Emperor Chu was suspicious, and he would have some inexplicable thoughts without conjuring his soul.

become more and more neurotic.

So, now even Eunuch Shou knows that His Majesty is really in trouble.

My brain is not working.

Unexpectedly, at a young age (compared to Shou Gonggong), he would develop dementia.

When the nanny reported these things to Empress Lin, Empress Lin had just finished reading Buddhist scriptures.

After washing her hands in the clean water, she looked at Feixue who had stopped outside the house, and said, "Let's go and see Gaolan together."

Concubine Gao's life was also full of ups and downs.

This is not the first time she has been treated in the cold palace.

But she knew that this was the last time.

But that's okay too.

But in just a few days, the glamorous concubine was as old as an old woman, while the noble queen still looked aloof.

Empress Lin looked at the unkempt Concubine Gao: "You are really slovenly now."

Concubine Gao grabbed her messy hair: "There is no wind coming, who will I dress up for, he is dead."

Empress Lin frowned in disgust: "Don't be so affectionate, do you think you really love him?"

"If you really loved him, you wouldn't have plotted against him back then. It's just that you knew you were going to die, so you moved yourself in the end."

Concubine Gao's face was ugly, and she gritted her teeth: "The empress came here just to see my jokes, to humiliate me?"

"You've already won, isn't that enough?"

Empress Lin looked at her indifferently: "I have never lost before, I came here to say sorry to you."

"But if you have today, you have to blame yourself."

Gao Lan stared at the queen coldly: "What do you mean by that?"

"There are so many women in the harem, and there are so many who have been thrown into the cold palace. He can't remember, there are eight if not ten."

"Why did you get favored in the first place?"

"Why did the nanny who instructed you to regain favor refuse to stay by your side as your think tank, but left the palace early, have you tried to contact her again in these years? Have you been unable to contact her?" Now, have you ever wondered why?"

"Over the years, you have had a lot of blood on your hands. Every time someone comes to me to uphold justice, I always say that I can't control you." Empress Lin's eyebrows flashed unbearably, "Do you think it's me who manages you?" Can't stay, or does this Palace not want to take care of it?"

　This book is coming to an end, and I guess it will be finished in a week.

　　I'm a bit long, please bear with me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)