Disguising as a man: Xiaoyao Xiangshao

Chapter 87

"Looking at the lady like this, I'm relieved to be a husband," he bent down and whispered in the woman's ear with a smile: "Isn't it you! Will my Xiang'er be jealous too?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." The boss knocked on the door hastily, as if there was something urgent.

Yue Yihan frowned slightly, and didn't want to talk to them; seeing this scene, I said helplessly: "Go and see! Maybe there is something serious! I have never seen the manager in such a hurry, and I don't want to talk about it anymore. It's going to be a disaster, isn't it?"

"Xiang'er, who dares to say that you are a disaster!" Yue Yihan frowned fiercely when he heard those two words, and said viciously.

"Go quickly, and remember to be careful of your imperial concubine, you can contact this one if you need it!" As I said that, I turned over the jade plaque hanging on Yue Yihan's waist and said, "This is my token of Tsingyi Gate. You need to take this token to summon the Tsingyi Sect; also, take good care of yourself!" He said, pushing Yue Yihan to the door.

Yue Yihan, looking at the woman in front of her with a puzzled expression, always felt as if something was going to happen, and felt faintly uneasy.Seeing that he was almost at the door, he held the little hands that pushed him back and said, "Promise me, you will be well when I'm not around, and I will come back to find you right away!" After finishing speaking, she looked at her cautiously.

I smiled and nodded, and urged: "Go quickly, maybe there is something really important!"

After carefully looking at the woman here, Yue Yihan was reluctant to reincarnate and leave... But who would have thought that this farewell would be eternity...

Looking at the figure that was gradually going away, I lowered my head with a bleak smile, and wrote a family letter with trembling hands, saying goodbye today...

Gently take out the medicine bottle given by the old man, drink it slowly... No matter how hard I fight, I am still so small under the destiny... You all should be fine.

Close your eyes slowly, thinking about those beautiful past, thinking about my dear family, my brothers who are reluctant to give up, and Han...

Above the court hall, Yue Yihan looked at the ministers who refused to let go of leaving messages, and said coldly: "Don't even think about it, when will my queen reach the point where you can all gossip? I will leave you alone." Is there no one who can do it? Don't forget, I am not a generation to be slaughtered!"

At this moment, a stumbling figure ran towards the court, Yue Yihan couldn't help but feel tight when he saw that figure from a distance, could it be...

"The emperor, the emperor, the empress, she, took poison." The little maid shouted with tears all over her face.

"What?" Yue Yihan stood up abruptly, only to feel that the sky was spinning, and there was darkness in front of her eyes, and the manager next to her helped her up in time so that she didn't fall; in the surprise of everyone, several figures rushed towards Lanxiang Pavilion at the same time ...

Stretching out her hand, she opened the door tremblingly, Yue Yihan ran to the bed in panic, only to see a woman lying quietly on the bed, but she no longer smiled...

"Xiang'er..." Mu Liufeng stared blankly at the woman on the bed, shook his head and whispered in disbelief, don't believe it, don't believe it, don't believe it...

Yue Yihan frantically picked up the imperial physician who was kneeling beside him and roared, "Why are you still kneeling? Why don't you hurry up and go see it, and if you can't be saved, you all don't want to die."

"The emperor calms down, the empress, she..." The imperial doctor kneeling beside said tremblingly...

"What?" Yue Yihan stared at the imperial physician with blood-red eyes waiting for an answer.

"The Emperor's condolences!" A group of imperial physicians knelt beside the bed without tears, biting the bullet and telling the truthful news of death.

Hearing this sentence, Yue Yihan suddenly laughed amid everyone's astonishment, the flute in his hand was humming, staring at Feng Yin and the others who came later, looking at Feng Yin coldly, only Hearing the sound of "pa", the Nuanyu flute broke instantly, and a piece of broken jade flew towards Feng Yin while waving his hand. Feng Yin wanted to block the broken jade that came from the sky, but the broken jade passed through his chest , kneeling straight on the ground, looking at the emperor in disbelief, what he got was: "You have lived long enough, my country can be stable without you!"

stop!He turned around and shouted, "Get out of here! Get out!" A group of high-ranking officials got up in a panic and hurried to the door, fearing that they would be the next to be buried with them.

After everything was quiet, Yue Yihan lay down slowly on the bed, stretched out his arms and hugged the already cold person beside him, and murmured: "Is Xiang'er very cold? It's okay, I'm here for my husband." To keep you warm..."

The envelope on the table was lying quietly. It was late at night, but the inside of the Lanxiang Pavilion seemed to be pitch black... A group of people headed by the queen mother stood quietly outside the door, waiting quietly...

For three days, he didn't eat or drink, but hugged the woman in his arms tightly; he chose to remain silent, as if only in this way could he feel at ease and not have to face things that he didn't want to face.

For three days, seeing the chaos in the government and the public, and King Hui's rebellion; the queen mother was so anxious that she finally couldn't help but rushed in, but when she felt the icy breath in the room, she shivered, as if she had entered an ice cave. It was bitingly cold, and I couldn't feel a trace of warm breath.

"Crack!" The lamp in her hand fell with the sound, and the queen mother ran to the bed as if frightened, shaking her child vigorously.She is as strong as she is, even though she has seen all the wind and rain, she can't help worrying at this moment, and shouted in tears: "Han'er, Han'er, wake up, you don't want the country anymore, don't you want your mother too? Wake up soon!" Wake up, wake up for me!" The sobs sounded so bleak at night, but knowledge still did not wake up the cold sleeping person.

"Han'er..." The Empress Dowager, unable to bear the call anymore, slipped weakly and fell to the ground, looking at the house like an ice cave with tears in her eyes.Suddenly seeing the envelope under the inkstone, as if grabbing the last reed, he staggered towards the desk, opened the envelope with trembling hands by the faint candlelight, and looked at the vigorous handwriting with tears in his eyes , saddened.

Slowly lowering his hands, he looked at the deceased with regret, and whispered sadly: "Xiang'er, we have failed you in this life!"

There was another silence, and an idea appeared in her mind in a trance. With the attitude of giving it a try, the queen mother picked up the letter again, walked slowly to the bed, and said softly: "Han, you have to be well, Xiang'er What I hope to see is a hero who can rule the country and the world. How about a golden weapon and an iron horse? I will see the world with you..." How beautiful is that longing?The queen mother read it over and over again, tears slipping down quietly...

The sky was gradually getting brighter, and the Queen Mother, who hadn't slept all night, finally fell asleep leaning against the bed because she couldn't bear the repeated blows...

(End of this chapter)