The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Third lady song asked: "do you want to see him? Why don't you make it clear? It's better for both of them to feel better than to be depressed every day. "

Xuanyuan Ying'er shook his head anxiously: "no, I can't tell him about it. I'm afraid to see his disappointed face. Even I can't accept this hidden disease, let alone him."

Third lady song sighed helplessly. She didn't expect that such a tragic thing happened to Yingbao. She was still so young, and the days after that were still long. How could God be so cruel?

In front of her, she didn't drink a few mouthfuls of chicken soup. Knowing that she didn't have an appetite, Mrs. song advised her bitterly, "no matter what, Ying'er, you have to take good care of yourself. Listen to my grandmother's words, have a good meal, and make your body strong. Maybe there will be a turn for the better in the future?"

Xuanyuan Ying'er also wants to force herself to eat more, but she really can't drink any more.

The third lady of song didn't say anything more. She just told her to go out with her food box.

Crescent moon is waiting at the door, her face is also full of worry, she vigil in the little girl's side, can clearly feel that she is almost sleepless all night, presumably that news really hit her a lot, yes, who knows that kind of disease, will be sad for a long time?

Seeing that the third lady of song came out, she rushed forward and asked, "how about it? Have you finished the chicken soup? "

The third lady of song shook her head bitterly: "no, no matter how to persuade, the child can't pass the barrier in his heart. No matter who advises, it can't be done."

Yueya'er clenched her fist and said, "what if you invite Fengyu new king?"

Third lady song stares at her sternly: "you'd better not go. Why does Ying'er come out of the palace all night? It's not because she doesn't want to see Yu Wen Feng Yu? Now the last person she wants to face is him. If you invite him over again, won't that make her more sad? "

Crescent moon uncomfortable pursed lips, murmured: "then how to do now? She's in a weak state. It's no use not eating or drinking? "

Third lady song sighed: "you'd better go to the palace and find the empress."

Crescent moon nodded heavily: "I'm going now!" With that, he quickly disappeared in front of the third lady of song.

Song Qingqing was not in the palace at this time. She was sitting in the imperial car and was following xuanyuansheng to patrol the city. Those important ministers of the court were following. After Meixiang was put into the dungeon, they deeply felt the crisis and cut things related to Meixiang overnight. So when they met each other, almost everyone had a huge black eye.

Someone took the lead to ask: "I'm afraid adult Zuo didn't sleep all night?"

That person also does not show weakness: "cow adult this facial expression is not very good-looking, presumably also busy for a long time?"

The two of them immediately showed a bitter smile, and forced their spirits to exchange greetings with the people waiting on both sides of the road. The new year was originally the beginning of a new hope, but each of them was uneasy, because Mei Xiang's mountain was pressing down on his head, and no one could relax.

The imperial chariot of the empress and the emperor moved slowly along the official road of the capital. Everywhere they passed, the people were kneeling on the ground and shouting: "long live my emperor, long live my emperor."

Song Qingqing and Xuan Yuansheng look at each other. In fact, they both know that everything is just a superficial phenomenon. Mei Xiang's power must be hidden in the dark. With his sudden imprisonment, they are ready to go.

The young emperor's dignified eyes fell on the queen in front of him, and asked in a low voice: "Qing Qing? Next, I'm afraid there will be a bloodbath. Will you be afraid? "

She turned her head and chuckled. Her shining eyes were more exciting. Even though she was the mother of two children, she still had a kind of attractive magic, which made xuanyuansheng just want to imprison her in the deepest heart.

Soft fingers around his wrist, close to his ear, whispered: "as long as there is a Sheng around, I am not afraid of anything, you are my protector."

Xuanyuansheng's handsome face flashed a smile. His little lady always has the ability to make him happy. In fact, no matter what happens, she will always rush to the front. To be exact, she has been helping him to make the world new. Is she his protector?

Seeing the young emperor, some people who were close to him exclaimed, "what kind of couple are they? They are really a perfect match when they stand together."

People nearby echoed: "yes, it's a perfect match

Song Qingwu sighed to himself that what he said was all right. It's a perfect match. Only in this way can a couple live longer and trust each other more.

Originally, all the way was very smooth, but soon after, Ling Fei suddenly jumped into the imperial car and whispered something in xuanyuansheng's ear, which immediately changed his color.

"You said he was dead?" The smile on xuanyuansheng's face was suddenly lost, replaced by dignified.

Ling Fei nodded: "the palace just sent out the news, subordinates dare not delay for a moment, anxious to report."

Song can't help but take a breath. Mei Xiang suddenly dies in the dungeon, which is beyond her expectation, but it seems to remind her that something important is going to happen.

A moment later, her face changed greatly: "no, it's someone who wants to enrage the Meiling army. When the news of Mei Xiang's death reaches there, the third young master of Mei is bound to be very angry. In order to avenge his father, he will send troops without hesitation."

Xuanyuansheng pondered for a moment, and ordered coldly: "pass on my military order, and mobilize the army outside the city to protect the capital."

Ling Fei rushed to pass the military order, while song Qingqing and xuanyuansheng did not continue to patrol the city, but rushed back to the imperial palace to deal with the chain reaction caused by Mei Xiang's death.

Yuwen Fengyu's face is full of depression. He didn't expect that Mei Xiang's death was related to him. When he re investigated the case, he was bound to ask him, but he just walked into his cell, and he fell to the ground and died suddenly.

Immediately, there was a rumor in the palace. Fengyu new king killed Meixiang himself for revenge. Originally, he was an outsider. Such a rumor soon aroused public anger.

All the courtiers knelt on the small square outside the imperial study, and wrote one after another to demand that Yu wenfengyu, the real murderer who killed Mei Xiang, be severely punished.

Song Qingqing's first task is to get rid of the suspicion for Yuwen Fengyu. She knows very well that with Fengyu's steady temperament, she will never kill anyone casually. Even if Mei Xiang speaks to each other, he can't do it casually.

Mei Xiang fell on the soft couch in the cell, with the same complexion as sleeping, and could not see any clue. If his pulse and breath were not stopped, he would not have been dead.