Qinse is in the imperial court, forgetting both favor and disgrace

"Quiet" -

His words were called by that person, with all kinds of flavors and thousands of affections.

In the haze, the person's eyebrows and eyes are still there, a little pity, a few layers of suspicion, all entangled in his heart, a net of heaven and earth, unable to break free, the only thing left is a wry smile of bowing his head and accepting his fate.

Zhao Rang opened his eyes suddenly, palpitations and panting, but it was the comforting voice of the great imperial doctor: "Don't be alarmed, noble concubine, the toxicity in your body has been suppressed, it will be fine now, just rest more. The autumn cold is here, don't be exposed to the wind." ...Your Majesty must have a sense of proportion in his heart when the humble minister presents it to His Majesty."

toxicity?

After being stunned for a moment, Zhao Rangfang finally understood, and laughed at himself: the boat sailed in the turbulent waves for several months, and the poison in his body was like a sleeping tiger, even he himself almost forgot about it.

Why did it get poisoned last night?

Or was it because of his agitated mood and raging tide that he awakened the wounding tiger?

He pushed his elbows hard, trying to stand up, and thanked the imperial doctor. The servants on both sides of the bed stepped up and pressed him down again. As soon as they frowned, the two servants knelt down in front of the bed, and one of them bowed down. She begged bitterly: "Even if the imperial concubine doesn't think about her own body, she should pity the lives of slaves and maidservants."

Everyone in Chengxian Palace knows that Zhao Rang has a gentle temperament, is considerate to his servants, and does not get angry easily, so he has such remarks.

Sure enough, Zhao Rang woke up to their misfortune. After a moment of silence, he turned to his side, thanked the imperial doctor with a forced smile, and then asked softly, "Your Majesty, he...?"

The imperial doctor nodded, and replied self-assessingly: "I have told Your Majesty that in autumn and winter seasons, temperance is even more necessary, and the imperial concubine can rest assured."

Zhao Rang was dumb, but he couldn't ask any more questions.

After the imperial doctor left, he really found out the piece of jade that he had carried with him for many years from under his pillow, his heart surged again, his chest was burning hot, it turned out that it was not a nightmare.

Li Lang was really crazy last night, instead of calling the two people's words of love and intercourse, he could call it a unilateral demand for punishment. He has tried his best to obey and submit, but he still can't satisfy Li Lang.

The young emperor was once a pilgrim seeker in Huajianliu Lane, and the endless intercourse and endless fun made Zhao Rang tired of coping and hurt by the self-evident intentional humiliation. .

It turned out that this was Li Lang's unspoken hatred. He hated him for being evasive and hiding unspeakable mysteries. However, Zhao Rang defended himself bitterly: A Lang, how can you believe me?

Unwilling to become an ignorant obscene device, he stretched out his hands in difficulty, and put them on the emperor's cheeks, speaking in a low voice, tossing and turning, only one voice: "Alang..."

It is difficult to see emotions in Danfeng's eyes, and the color of the pupils is getting darker, like the dark night and the deep sea, dim and faint, and there seems to be a crystal light in the corner of the eyes.

"Quiet," when Li Lang closed his eyes, he finally softened his body and mind. He hugged the sweating Zhao Rang tightly, chewed the words of the person in his arms, and murmured for a long while before calming down and letting go. He took off the jade that was originally given to Zhao Rang, and the two later exchanged and then belonged to him again, and handed it to the drowsy Zhao Rang, "Return it to you."

Zhao Rang held Peiyu, raised his eyes and stared at Li Lang, expressionless, without saying a word.

In a moment, when a mouthful of blood sprayed on Li Lang's chest and stained his jaw, the young emperor didn't even have time to react, he was stunned, as if he was indifferent.

Zhao Rang had no time to see Li Lang's words and deeds after that, he only felt the qi and blood surging up, he couldn't suppress it, his chest was empty, and the fear he had never experienced in his life was like a sharp sword piercing his heart. He vomited a few mouthfuls of blood again and again, his mind was half lost, and his breath was like a wandering thread.

Yuan Dao suffered an unprecedented outbreak, and there was no return to the gate of hell. He didn't want to open his eyes and still stay in the world of mortals. Zhao Rang had mixed feelings, but he also secretly rejoiced.

He couldn't die right now.

The great cause is unfinished, even if it is riddled with holes, it is absolutely impossible to abandon the boat to protect ourselves in this turbulent time.

The egret asked me if I was mooring a lone boat, was it by my body?Is it a heart?If you stay in your heart, why should you frown?

Holding up the Peiyu that Li Lang sent back to his eyes, Zhao Rang smiled wryly, no matter what, since he had already persuaded Li Langmo to be tied up for personal reasons, he should be as good as he said, how could he be so useless that the emperor returned the oath To the point of heartbreak?

Aaron——

He recited the name silently, and put Peiyu back under the pillow.

For the next two days, under the strict order of the imperial doctor, Zhao Rang had to be bedridden, but Li Lang did not come to visit him in person, only sent a message and delivered nourishing medicinal meals.

After two days of hard work, even going to the toilet, Zhao Rang heard that on the day of Chongyang, the holy chariot went out of the palace to climb a mountain to offer sacrifices, and the Chengxian Palace also received an imperial decree, and Zhao Guifei had to accompany him that day.

This book symbolized the prosperity of the holy family, and all the servants from the head of the palace to the little yellow gate who had just entered the palace congratulated Zhao Rang.

However, Zhao Rang was not half relieved, the wind and rain were about to come, covering the sky and the sun.

In the afternoon of the same day, Chengxian Palace received another order from the Empress Dowager, and there were several guests following the order:

The crown prince, the faceless young monk that Master Haixuan left in Tai'an Palace, the female official who gave her surname Lin and a young girl brought by her.

In Yizhi, the Empress Dowager was deeply worried about Zhao Rang's current situation. In the harem, Empress Xie was unable to rule the Sixth Palace due to a long illness. The royal blessing of Da Chong'en Temple was just around the corner. Even if the imperial concubine could not go, she had the highest status in the palace. Only concubine Liu is pregnant.

Therefore, the Empress Dowager specially dispatched the monks in the temple to pray to the Buddha and pray for blessings.

The queen mother probably didn't know the secret of this young monk's transformation from Li Ming's disguise, Zhao Rang secretly praised Haixuan's move: he is also an outsider who has jumped out of the mundane world, and his appearance is still so ugly that ordinary people dare not take a closer look at it However, the possibility of Li Ming being discovered and exposed was extremely slim, and no one objected to him as he came and went freely in the harem filled with makeup.

When Li Ming saw Zhao Rang, the Buddha's name had been proclaimed, his face remained motionless, but he was young after all, his eyes were mixed with joy and sorrow, dewy.

Zhao Rang was afraid that he would accidentally make a mistake under his agitation, so he looked away, swept all the people down one by one, and finally landed on the girl.

The girl had been well-groomed, but for some reason, her hair seemed to have been twisted, so short that it couldn't cover her neck, and of course it couldn't be braided.

In addition, the whole body is covered with brocade clothes and embroidered skirts, and the bonus is gorgeous. It is obvious at a glance that he is a child from a wealthy family.

Zhao Rang didn't care to pay attention to these trivial matters. He only felt that his daughter had grown a lot taller at first, and her expression was not quite right.

I still remember the time of parting, saying goodbye to Jiao Er and his daughter, the little girl was still naive and still smiling in his arms, but now they reunite unexpectedly, not so long ago, the innocence and childishness are gone.

As instructed, the girl looked up at her father, neither happy nor sad, and there was no ripple in the eyes of a pair of eyes similar to Zhao Rang.

Zhao Rang and his daughter looked at each other, feeling heartbroken, forced a smile, and was about to speak, when the female officer next to the girl said softly: "The little princess may have been frightened, and she has some heart problems. All the way to Jinling, she has never said anything. Speech. But the body is fine, please... the concubine don't worry too much."

Hearing this, Zhao Rang couldn't help paying attention to the female officer, seeing her face like a full moon, big eyes and white skin, round and cute, and clinging to her daughter, guessing that she was probably the one who escorted her all the way, forced a smile to thank her.

The female officer was quite panicked, and she didn't know how to reply. The prince next to him couldn't hold back for a long time. He came up and took the little girl's hand, pulled it to Zhao Rang, raised his face and said, "Uncle Zhao, I'll take my little sister to the back garden. Look at the birds, it's too stuffy in the house."

Zhao Rang pondered for a while, and readily agreed, and ordered the female official and the servants to follow him with lunch boxes and snacks. He took Li Ming to the west pavilion deep in the palace, and ordered the incense altar to be set up as a simple ritual place. , and then dismissed the rest of the people, leaving only the "young monks" who wanted to chant scriptures and pray for blessings.

Li Ming closed the door and closed the window. Seeing that there was no one around, he didn't want to restrain himself anymore. He took two quick steps, hugged Zhao Rang with his arms, and said in a choked voice, "You and I should not stay here, why don't we find an opportunity to fly away together!"

While speaking, his shoulders trembled slightly, obviously his heart was extremely excited.

Zhao Rang hesitated for a while, and finally stretched out his hand to caress Li Ming's back. After he gradually calmed down, Fang calmly said, "Answer me first, Changle fell into your hands, how did you deal with it? She is now Whether it is life or death, or life is better than death, you need to give me a letter of approval before discussing other things."

The words were so light but so important, Li Ming turned pale with shock, and when he thought of covering up, he could only lower his head under Zhao Rang's burning gaze, and murmured: "This..."

"Ming'er," Zhao Rang understood in his heart when he saw this. He sighed and shook his head at Li Ming, "Changle is my only sister. I have owed her a lot, and it is absolutely impossible to ignore her. You will Isn't she taking her away just to use her as a hostage, you don't want me to choose the ending of fish and fish."

Li Ming suddenly raised his eyes and stared, and asked for a long while with difficulty: "Then, what are you planning? Your son is still in their hands! And that Nanman girl, Li...he will never save someone, even if it is for you!"

Unknowingly, he turned up the volume again. Seeing that Zhao Rang frowned, he was discouraged first and gritted his teeth.

Zhao Rang smiled slightly, but his eyes became sharper: "You just blurted out 'they', Ming'er, what must have happened to you that made you want to go your separate ways? Is it related to Changle? Or is it related to your mother? ?”

"I..." Li Ming stared blankly at Zhao Rang, stunned for a long time, breathing suddenly and tensely, his chest heaving violently, he suddenly put his hands on his head, collapsed on the ground, weeping in his voice, "Jing Du, Jing Du, I tried to bring Chang Le and your son out, you and I go! We... we go back to your South Vietnam, or, or go up the river, try to cross the river after entering Shu, no matter how chaotic this world is, there will always be... and some A place to make a living!"

Zhao Rang was also stunned. He squatted down silently and pressed Li Ming's shoulders. Seeing a pair of young peach blossom tears gurgling, he couldn't help comforting him: "Don't panic, you have to let me understand what's going on, so I don't worry about it." Make a decision."

Li Ming's lips trembled with tears, he gritted his teeth hard, took a deep breath, forced out a smile, and said, "I, I am not the flesh and blood of the former prince—I and Li Lang are not uncles and nephews, but... brothers... ..."