Si Tian Guan

    I don't know if she started paying extra attention after being reminded. Concubine Yu couldn't help but feel suspicious.

    Or just dropped your son out and stood on the steps for too long?

    Or was Zhuang Meiren too close to her yesterday? She remembered that Zhuang Meiren's nasal voice was very heavy. Did she catch the cold and pass it on to herself?

    Thinking about Qu Chenzhou's glass-like pupils, he seemed to be looking at him, so calm and serious, although it was just a word of concern, it was more like a judgment.

    When she was about to go to sleep, she specifically instructed to start a charcoal fire and put an extra layer of quilt before she fell asleep with anxiety.

    The dream is also unstable.

    Behind Zhou Huaishan, her son's smirk was as cold as an iceberg, she was frozen like an ice cave, and she couldn't stop shivering.

    Over and over again, she finally woke up in a daze.

     Hot from the outside, cold from the inside out.

    The most undesired situation has happened.

    "Come here," she shook the bell at the head of the bed and instructed in a hoarse voice, "Go and ask the imperial doctor."

    There are many people who catch the wind and cold in this season every year, and many medicines are always on hand.

    It was really just a common cold, the imperial doctor watched her drink the soup, asked the maid to put down the curtains, slowly wrote the prescription, softly ordered the medicine, then packed the medicine box and prepared to leave.

    The maid holding the palace lantern just opened the curtain, and suddenly escaped from the curtain—a painful groan|moan, the already neat quilt was kicked—half down, pushed the curtain away— slit.

    The blocked heat and ambiguous breath rushed towards my face, and the intermittent moaning|groans inside became more and more clearly heard.

    The imperial doctor hurriedly dropped the medicine box and approached the bed.

    "Where is the empress feeling? Please allow me to inquire."

    "Mother! No! You... how are you..."

    The little palace maid's scream was only halfway up, and she was pushed out heavily. Concubine Yu rolled over and rolled off the bed, her breathing was hot, her eyes were red, her cheeks were drunk, and the curtains could no longer cover it. Live her out of the ordinary.

    Even the imperial physician was surprised, and at that time he didn't know whether to advance or retreat. While hesitating, Concubine Yu seemed to smell a meat-smelling jackal, stumbled up, and threw him down by the waist. land.

    "Niangniang!" The imperial doctor panicked and subconsciously pushed it, starting with a soft and warm body, so frightened that he hurriedly retracted his hand and dared not move again. It was just a delay, and the belt had already been pulled. open.

    "How come..."

    "I called you several times, why did you come?"

    "Where have you been, have fun, dare to come..."

    "He's not here today, stay..."

    The Imperial Physician was stunned and stunned, looking around in a hurry, the palace maid covering her face, screamed and ran out: "Someone... Come here..."

    Yu Fei heard nothing in her ears, she only felt that she was extremely happy, a long-lost happiness.

    She is nothing now, not a careful concubine in the deep palace, not a trembling mother, nor a dissatisfied sister.

    It is not a bargaining chip that is watched by all parties.

    Just herself.

    In the world that is about to be turned upside down, there is only herself and her supreme happiness.

    She remembered that this matter should be happy, not with sin and disgust, put aside all constraints - all worries, and finally only did herself.

    "Don't! Stop!"

    The imperial doctor who was covered with softness suddenly screamed in horror, and even the thing she longed for in her hand was soft.

    Why not? Such a beautiful thing.

    It wasn't until something sticky and slippery flowed from her forehead to the tip of her nose that she realized the pain, the severe pain from her head.

    The illusion of happiness was broken, and her head was attached.

    "Whore! Whore!"

    "How many people did you find behind my back! I can't satisfy you anymore? I've become like this! It's not for you!"

    "He's not my son! He's not my son! You say! Whose **** is he!"

    "How dare you! How dare you!"

    "Whore..."

    She was lying on the ground crooked, she could only see the chaotic footsteps and clothes swaying around, her ears were filled with countless screams, roars and screams, and she couldn't tell who was the voice .

    I don't know why, but my mood is unprecedentedly calm.

    —It will be none of her business.

    She was finally just herself.

    Liu Chongming did not deny it, but just puzzled: "This matter is in your hands? Impossible!"

    "I don't even know exactly what happened."

    Ling He raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a slight shock.

    "I just listened to a corner, saying that when Concubine Yu was proclaiming the imperial doctor to see a doctor, the **** who was watching the night outside suddenly lost his mind and became violent, and used a candlestick to put Concubine Yu and the imperial doctor together. Killed. When Jin Wuwei passed by, he also committed suicide."

    He had no guilt or regret at all.

    Before Baishiyan found an opportunity, took Shen Zhou to Chaoyang Palace, and peeked at Sanfu-like, Shen Zhou finally remembered where he had seen this face, so that he still returned from rebirth. Can't forget.

    In the cold palace where my sister was imprisoned in the previous life.

    Shen Zhou, who was hiding in the dark, clearly saw that it was Sanfu who led the people... At the most unbearable time, he was at the door for Mu Jingyan.

    Ling He also saw Liu Chongming's eyes, and shifted the object of questioning: "Why?"

    "Why why?" Qu Chenzhou then looked up at him: "Is Ling Shaoqing asking, why are we - why do we want Concubine Yu to die, or why did the old **** on the night watch suddenly kill someone?"

    Ling He was surprised: "You all know? The former."

    "The answer to the former is very simple. Mu Jingyan's biggest reliance is on the Song family, but in fact there is a gap between the two heads of the Song family and King Huai. If there is no Concubine Yu between them With this bond, the Song family is not willing to sacrifice their lives for Mu Jingyan."

     "And they know that with the contradictions between them, even if Mu Jingyan gains power in the future, the Song family may not be able to end well."

    "If Concubine Yu is gone, the Song family will be completely free. It's too late to get out. Just wait and see, in half a month, the positions of the imperial censor and the salt and iron transporter will be Free up."

    Ling He captured the sensitive words: "The contradiction between them?"

    Qu Chenzhou's smile is like ripples in the water, gently and shallowly: "There are some things, Ling Shaoqing is best not to know."

    "What about the latter?" Ling He asked unwillingly, "Is the old **** yours?"

    "Of course not, but there is no comment on the joints. If Ling Shaoqing is interested, how about a bet? You can try to check, if you find it, I will lose."

    "I..."

    If someone else said this, Ling He would immediately challenge.

    Qu Chenzhou's ability to walk—a hundred steps is unique—he doesn’t need to hit a stone with an egg.

    The atmosphere between the two froze again, Liu Chongming interjected in a timely manner to smooth things out and diverted the topic.

      It's not good to go into detail about the matter, the murderer is already dead, so let's settle the matter."

      "

    Ling He frowned, unavoidably remembering the things he had done before, and it seemed that this sentence brought out a lot of unwillingness and helplessness. His lips moved for a long time, but he was still filled with a cup of tea. in the abdomen.

    "Hopefully... everything will be fine."

    "It will get better," Liu Chongming said without hesitation: "If Lan'er doesn't want to do something serious, I'll let Dayu change his surname."

    Ling He - a shocking spirit: "Shizi be careful!"

    Liu Chongming grinned, but he didn't mention it anymore, just asked: "What's the action on the emperor's side?"

    This is asking both of them at the same time.

    Qu Shenzhou shook his head.

    But the emperor did not ask him to do anything other than routine divination, as if the one in Chaoyang Palace was just dying.

    Although the feeling was extremely subtle, he could sense that the emperor's attitude towards him seemed to have changed slightly, perhaps starting with the appearance of a few members of the Qu family.

    In the eyes of outsiders, he is a noble and exiled immortal, but the emperor has seen him for a long time, he is just a dodder.

    "Actually I didn't know, but Jiu'an told me," Ling He interfaced: "For the emperor, the most important thing now is to appease King Huai and the Song family, and return it to Concubine Yu. After being promoted to the position of concubine, it is said that he will be buried in the size of an imperial concubine later."

     Concubine Yu died tragically, the emperor must appease King Huai, and every word in the appeasement edict was written by Rong Jiu'an.

    As for the scandal, it will naturally be silently suppressed.

    Now is not the time for them to meddle in the water. No matter what happens to King Huai, as long as it is not a serious crime of losing his head, the emperor will favor King Huai.

    "How did you do it?" Ling He once again expressed his puzzlement, turning the teacup in his hand, and suddenly asked, "Did I get on a pirate ship?"

    Liu Chongming humbly asked: "What did the thief ship say?"

    "If I no longer cooperate with you one day, will you also quietly kill me?"

    To this concern, Qu Chenzhou gave a positive answer: "Be careful, be careful."

    Ling He raised his chin, tapped him and threatened: "Wait for me, one day Wan-falls to Dali Temple, you will die."

    "Come on." Qu Chenzhou also raised his eyebrows.

    Liu Chongming drank a cup of tea unhurriedly, acting as a peacemaker in the sparkling eyes of the two.

    "Alright, alright, home and everything."

      Not so foolish."

    "Wang Huai..."

    They all went to Prince Huai's mansion to offer condolences. Mu Jingyan was much quieter than before, and he didn't even say anything when he saw Liu Chongming.

    I just watched for a long time when Qu Shenzhou left.

    That wolf-like gaze, even if you don't look back, you can feel like a awn on your back.

    Ling He looked at the carvings on the wall, got up to leave, and reminded Qu Shenzhou again.

    "Don't think I'm joking with you, he and Chongming are fighting, and the biggest obstacle in the middle is you. If he doesn't kill you, he will not be able to touch Chongming."

    "If you really come to Dali Temple, it's still a blessing for you."

    He looked at the two people in front of him: "If you fall into Jinxiuying's hands, it's not your Qu Chenzhou - a personal matter - it's that the emperor has been persuaded by Mu Jingyan, Doubting both of you at the same time, do it yourself."

    The lamp exploded in the silent running water, with a slight pop, like a stone thrown into the calm water.

    Ling He's reminder is reasonable, and it is also their biggest problem at present.

    "Let's talk about it another day," Qu Chenzhou said softly, "When I went to offer condolences before, I didn't see any hexagrams on Mu Jingyan."

    These words are actually just used to comfort himself, what Mu Jingyan is going to do, he will never do it himself.

    Qu Shenzhou leaned on the wall to go out, put the calligraphy and painting back in place, and suddenly turned around and looked around like a blessing.

    But the silent night seemed to have nothing.

    The author has something to say:    Come early the day after tomorrow!