I am Feng Jun

Chapter 1108 1105. The Burial of Fanwai 13
In Changle Hall, the long-lasting strong smell of medicine permeated every corner, and the light incense mist in the Qingjin Ruishou Incense Burner could not cover it at all, but instead mixed together, a dark tide entwined in this low-pressure hall. a feeling of.

Mu Yuanxi suppressed his emotions, his eyebrows and eyes were flat, and when Mu Lianya and Lu Fengyuan asked questions, they responded one by one. His voice did not fluctuate. From the moment Mu Yuanqi came in, he never said a word to her. .

Mu Yuanqi saw that Shen Ci's situation seemed to be much worse than she had imagined, and she understood the reason why Sister Huang was in a bad mood, but she still couldn't understand why Sister Huang didn't want to see her.

Mu Lianya and Lu Fengyuan were getting old, and the smell of medicine in Changle Hall was too strong, so they couldn't stay for long, when they saw a little tiredness in the elderly, someone persuaded them to go back and rest.

Mu Lianya looked at Shen Ci on the bed, she didn't know what she thought of, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, and before leaving, she sighed in her somewhat old voice, with a hint of unwillingness.

"Obviously a smooth child, nothing goes wrong since she got married, but why?"

Compared with the messy love and hatred of the previous generation, the relationship between Shen Ci and Mu Yuanxi can be said to be envied by everyone.

Mu Lianya envied her daughter's ability and means to marry her beloved and keep him safe, and Lu Fengyuan also envied Shen Ci for having such a devoted wife.

Although they are envious, they are not jealous. They don't want their offspring to experience the tragedy of their own at all. Seeing them in harmony and beauty seems to be able to make up for their lack in the past.

Why, Shen Ci is obviously not yet 40 years old, but he has already reached the point of being bedridden.

It shouldn't be like this!
Lu Fengyuan couldn't bear it, he knew that even though Mu Lianya had made up for him over the years and her husband and wife were harmonious, she still couldn't forget that person in her heart.

Shen Ci on the sickbed may have reminded her of Jiang Ni who died tragically back then. She didn't want Shen Ci to follow in Jiang Ni's footsteps, that's why she was so sad.

"The child has been in poor health since he was a child. Now that he is old, there is nothing he can do about it. Don't be too sad."

He softly comforted Mu Lianya, not many people knew about Shen Ci's poisoning, because the identity of the former orphan could not be revealed, so he was only seriously ill to the outside world.

And the symptoms of the poison are also debilitating symptoms. Even now, except for Shen Ci and Fang Xian, even Duan Muming can't see that this is a symptom of poisoning.

Shen Ci is because of the analysis of Tianyan, and Fang Xian is the inheritance of the teacher. When she came back from Banlu Island, she did not bring back nothing.

Mu Yuanxi didn't want to listen to the sentimental feelings of the two anymore, so he took a deep breath, glanced at Mu Yao, and ordered.

"My son, see off your imperial grandmother and imperial grandfather."

Mu Yao, who was focusing all her attention on her father who was still unconscious on the bed, raised her head stiffly, and responded after a breath.

"Yes, Queen Mother."

Mu Yao followed the two of them out of the Changle Palace. Before leaving, she looked back at her aunt who had been neglected all this time, her eyes darkened.

Mu Yuanxi waved away Bei Xia and the others who were guarding in the inner room, rustling footsteps sounded again and again, and gradually except for the unconscious Shen Ci, there were only two sisters left in the hall.

The slightly silent atmosphere was broken by Mu Yuanqi's light cough. She took a step forward and licked her dry lower lip, feeling uneasy in her heart.

I always feel that a storm is brewing in Huang Jie's emotionless eyes, and a layer of haze is spread over her arrogant face. When the thick and oppressive black pupils stare straight at her, it makes her feel chills from the soles of her feet. .

"Climbing the wall, pretending, and even moving out of the mother and the emperor, Mu Yuanqi, are you too free, huh?"

Since she came in, Mu Yuanxi didn't say a word to her, and this opening was a scolding, Mu Yuanqi felt guilty, but felt aggrieved.

"Then I just want to come and see you and brother-in-law. Sister Huang, you don't give me any face, and you deliberately asked the guards to stop me. I did something wrong and you just treat me like this!"

The gloomy and cold look on Mu Yuanxi's body couldn't even be melted by the warm sun coming in through the panes. Hearing Mu Yuanqi's somewhat justifiable complaints, she almost laughed angrily.

"Look at him? What qualifications do you have to see him! Who do you think he is lying here because of!"

The storm easily set off a huge wave, rushing towards Mu Yuanqi, devouring everything frantically.

Mu Yuanqi frowned tightly, and her sharp brows were full of dissatisfaction. What Huang Jie said made her baffled.

"Because of me? What did I do again, Sister Huang, I, the regent, worked hard to help you look after the entire court. If there is no credit, there is hard work. Can you explain something, I know you are in a bad mood, but You can't always vent your anger on me!"

As soon as the words were finished, a gust of cold wind swept across her face, and accompanied by a crisp sound, Mu Yuanqi's eyes flashed with unbelief.

There was a buzzing in her ears, and she felt the pain on her face belatedly, and the muscles on her face could be involved with just a short breath, and the burst of disbelief gradually turned into shock.

She slowly turned her gaze back to her, and when she looked at the cold, deep and boundless black pupils in front of her eyes, endless humiliation, anger, and grievance welled up in her heart.

"Miss Huang, you hit me?"

In the trembling eyes, confusion and anger were intertwined, and the apex of his heart was astringent and painful.

Since she was a child, her beloved Huang Jie has only really touched her twice.

One time was the last time she held a sword to vent her emotions and said that she would quit, Mu Yuanxi drew the sword out of its sheath without saying a word, and threw it out.

The sword edge brushed against the tips of her ears and embedded into the floor tiles behind her. For a moment, Mu Yuanqi really thought that the emperor would kill him. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, the next second the emperor held the sword Sheath came over and beat her up.

And the second time, just now.

If it was the last time, she admitted that she made a mistake and didn't want to take responsibility for it. She felt that the regent was a burden, and she was really messing around. She broke into the East Palace with a sword. The emperor's sister didn't kill her because she was merciful.

But now, Mu Yuanqi felt extremely wronged. Why did she play the role of regent for so many years? Wasn't it just to make sister Huang happy?
But now, just because Shen Ci was in a coma, her dearest sister not only rejected her, but also mercilessly attacked her.

Mu Yuanqi was really sad. It felt like this slap cut off the sisterhood she had tried her best to maintain for so many years. She was dug a hole in her heart by her closest relatives, and it hurt a lot.

But she didn't know that what hurt her more than her was her own imperial sister, the empress who regretted and felt guilty for causing the young man she put on top of her heart to suffer because of her carelessness.

(End of this chapter)