a pillow in autumn

The yellow curtain was hung on the jade hook, and the tassels were half hanging. In the emperor's bedroom, it was cold and deserted.

Zhou Muyu was wearing a prince's costume and walked to the dragon couch on Kyushu shoes.

Quan Jing'an, the head of the internal affairs department, and Liu Yunshu, the deputy head of the Imperial Hospital, knelt down together and greeted An in a slightly low voice.

Zhou Muyu squinted his small eyes and glanced at the dragon couch, looked down at the little dust stained on the toe of his shoes, and said indifferently: "How is the dragon body of the emperor?"

Liu Yunshu knelt down and answered, but Zhou Muyu didn't listen.

He waved his hand, Quan Jing'an and Imperial Physician Liu kowtowed and left quietly.

Zhou Muyu sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his body, approached the sick and thin man in Longfeng Nuan's quilt, and called softly, "Brother Huang."

Zhou Muchen's cheeks were slightly sunken, his eyes were closed tightly, his complexion was pale, and the fundus of his eyes showed a piece of blue and black.

"Brother Huang." Zhou Muyu said, "I know you are awake. Just as you know why I am here. Let me ask you again, where is Yuxi?" He looked at him coldly, but said in a casual tone: "The Tai Tuo taught you and me that those who know the current affairs are heroes. Now inside and outside the imperial city, up and down, they are all my people. Your son and your mother are all in my hands. You still hold What's the use of that jade seal? You died, no, you died. The lonely king is the only biological son of the former emperor. The lonely king is not afraid to tell you that the lonely king must ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor. You If you hand over the jade seal, the officials will think that the prince is young, so please ask him to sit in Zen. The lonely king can promise you, give him a fief, and protect him as a prince of peace. But if you insist on going your own way, the lonely king's patience...is not much. Without Yuxi, the lonely king can still ascend the throne, but the life of your son and the life of your mother will go with you. Brother Huang, you should think clearly."

Zhou Muchen's tightly closed eyes in the brocade quilt opened at some point, his eyes were empty, he stared at the bright yellow crest of the curtain, without saying a word.

"Brother Huang, don't blame me for coveting the big position. You have been the proud son of heaven since you were a child, loved by your father, loved by your mother, and loved by your mother. You have enjoyed all the best things in the world since you were born. Everyone holds you like a golden phoenix." So-so. But me?" He looked at the motionless emperor on the dragon bed, and smiled, his voice tinged with a little indifference: "My biological mother is just a little eighth-rank daughter. I was promoted to the sixth-rank secretary. But even if she gave birth to a prince, she was only promoted to the fourth-rank Liangyuan when I was one year old. When she dies, she will only be posthumously named the third-rank Liangdi."

"Liangdi. Hehe." Zhou Muyu lowered his head, repeated in a murmur, and laughed out loud, but it was cold in winter, and the laughter scattered in the empty bedroom, becoming more and more cold. "My mother was gentle, gentle, respectful and thrifty all her life. She never dared to argue with others and only hoped to protect me from growing up. However, since I was a child, I have seen countless blank eyes! No one in the palace has ever looked at my mother directly. The things sent by the House of Internal Affairs are always leftovers from other palaces, and the meals sent are all cold, and my mother’s four seasons clothes, hehe, are worse than the low-ranking maids in your mother’s palace. Brother, you and I are both the biological sons of my father, why is there such a big difference?"

"Since I came to the throne, I have treated you well...cough cough...the empress dowager has treated you well...how many times have you been out of the palace to do business, in Qiongzhou, in the west border, how much money have you been greedy for? Do you think I have nothing? Do you feel it? It's just..." Zhou Muchen coughed for a while, and there was a sick blush on his gray face.

"That's what the lonely king deserves!" Zhou Muyu yelled and interrupted him: "You treat me well? I was 15 years old, Xiao Chengli, and I went out of the palace for a walk. When I came back, I was scolded by my father. Why? My good emperor Brother, it’s all because of you! Because of the (filthy) mess with the criminal minister’s daughter! My father angered me and made me kneel outside the Jinyu Palace for a whole day! The palace is full of maids and eunuchs, coming and going , look at my joke, hahaha, it’s really funny! What kind of Marquis Wen’an did the emperor give me! Zhou Mubai also named a Prince Rui, my majestic dragon-blooded prince, is actually worse than the wild boy he picked up! Brother, what about that? Where were you at that time? Do you want me to remind you?" His face was sullen, and he grabbed Zhou Muchen's pajamas with claws: "At that time, you took your concubine and maidservant to Yizhou to have fun! "

With a violent push, Zhou Muchen's sickly and thin body was brought to the side, he roared, and couldn't help coughing heavily.

Zhou Muyu stared at him coldly, indifferent.

Zhou Muchen coughed for a while, took a breath, closed his eyes slightly, and said in a calm voice, "That's what you... deserve."

"You!" Zhou Muyu gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand, trying to grab his pajamas again, when Quan Jing'an's voice suddenly came from the outside room.

"Your Highness." Quan Jingan came in to salute, leaned into his ear and said, "Cuixi Palace sent someone to say that Concubine Rong is ill."

Zhou Muyu frowned and said: "When she is sick, she is sick. She is so old, so it is normal for her to be sick. Just pass it on to the imperial doctor. Don't give the lonely king a bad name."

Quan Jingan clasped his hands together, and said cautiously: "The maidservant of Cuixi Palace said that some time ago, Concubine Rong invited the Empress Dowager's order to invite Prince Rui and Concubine Rui to return to the palace to attend to illnesses."

"Prince Rui??" The expression on Zhou Muyu's face changed a few times, and he said in a haze, "Empress Dowager Yizhi? Why does the lonely king not know about this?"

"It was sent out before His Highness returned to the palace. The left is only a few days earlier than your return to the palace." Quan Jing'an lowered his head and said, "No one dared to stop Jinyu Palace from coming out."

Zhou Muyu swept him hard: "Concubine Rong is ill, what's the matter with Prince Guan Rui?"

"Your Highness, have you forgotten? Concubine Rong... She is the biological mother of the former emperor and third prince."

"..." Zhou Muyu twitched the corner of his mouth, half mocking and half ironic: "What does that have to do with Zhou Mubai? She's not the royal father's own flesh and blood, but a nameless wild boy in a remote village!"

"Your Highness said yes. However, in terms of title, she is still the third prince. I heard that Concubine Rong is very ill. According to the ancestral system, she can bring her son back to serve the sick."

"Forget it. At this time, even if she rushes back, it is a foregone conclusion that the palace will face inside." Zhou Muyu pinched his palm, looked at him with a smile, and said, "Besides, she may not be able to return to Ruijing."

In Prince Rui's mansion, Zhou Mubai had just received the Queen Mother's order from Ruijing. Concubine Rong was seriously ill, so she invited Prince Rui and Princess Rui back to the palace.

Sitting in the big study, Zhou Mubai raised his brows and lost his mind for a while.

The door of the study opened from left to right, and Shen Xianxun walked in, followed by the girl, holding a lacquer plate in her hand.

Xian Xun brought out the Yugui health-preserving tea from the lacquer plate, put it on the table, looked back slightly and raised her chin, and the girl leaned on her body, and walked out the door.

"Still worried about Concubine Rong's serious illness?" Xian Xun walked around the desk and stood behind Mu Bai, rubbing the acupuncture points on both sides of her temple hair.

Zhou Mubai breathed a long sigh of relief, and sighed: "I just feel that something is wrong. It seems...something happened in the palace, and it was covered up by someone or for some reason."

Xian Xun nodded and said: "Yes. Your Majesty's imperial decree to invite you back to the palace has not yet been sent." He added: "Since you are so worried, let's take this opportunity to go back to Beijing to have a look."

Mu Bai tilted his head slightly, and leaned into her palm, "It's not all because of this. I just remembered that when we got married, Concubine Rong gave us a lot of things. All the things she left for her son were given to me. But for so many years, I have never paid attention to it."

Xian Xun stretched out his arms, wrapped her around her from behind, put his chin on top of her head, and said softly: "Then we will go back and take care of the sickness. When the concubine is well, we will ask for an order to bring her to Canglang County." , live with us, I will perform filial piety with you, okay?"

The slight worry on Zhou Mubai's face dissipated, he stroked her wrist, and smiled gently: "Okay."

In the emperor's bedroom, the earth dragon was a bit dark, and no one paid attention to it.

Zhou Muyu opened the door and walked in, his dark eyes swept over Quan Jing'an who was dozing by the bed.

Quan Jing'an hugged Fuchen, smiled apologetically and said, "Your Majesty is awake. Feel free to ask, Your Highness." He lowered his voice as he said, "Physician Liu said that Your Majesty won't last long."

Zhou Muyu snorted coldly, seeing that Quan Jing'an withdrew.

"Brother Huang. Today I still call you Brother Huang, and I will miss Zhou Yuanyu's nephew..."

Before he finished speaking, the door of the sleeping hall was suddenly opened, and Quan Jing'an ran in with a face full of panic. Before he had time to say hello, he replied: "Hall... Your Highness! The Eldest Princess is here!"

"Who?" Zhou Muyu didn't recover for a moment.

I don't know whether it is anxiety or fear, Quan Jing'an's voice trembled: "His Royal Highness! Zhou Muge!"

The author has something to say: I am still on a business trip, updating articles in an Internet cafe, surrounded by smoky young people who are smoking cigarettes and playing game consoles, and I am the only one who is typing.Hahaha.

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Thank you guys, I have received the Overlord ticket.In a strange city, in the cold winter streets, I still feel very warm.thank you all.