Dressed as a man with the eldest son

Seventy

Emperor Yongzhao rushed to Funing Palace with the fastest speed, and Nan Ruo followed closely and went straight to the main hall.

Before they reached the door, they saw the palace servants kneeling on the ground from a distance, wishing to bury their heads in the floor.

Nan Ruo's heart skipped a beat, the queen mother might really be in trouble this time.

Entering inside, I saw a row of imperial physicians kneeling against the wall. When Emperor Yongzhao came in, they all buried their heads, the meaning was self-evident.

Emperor Yongzhao staggered immediately.

"Your Majesty..." Nan Ruo quickly reached out to support her.

Entering the inner room, he saw the prince and Fu Zhuo were kneeling beside the bed, the prince was holding the queen mother's hand, since the queen mother was critically ill last month, he moved to the Funing Palace to take care of the queen mother.

"Your Majesty." Fu Zhuo saluted when he heard the movement, but the prince turned a deaf ear and held the queen mother's hand without moving.

"Mother..." Emperor Yongzhao hurried to the bedside.

Nan Ruo took half a step to keep up, and saw the queen mother on the couch terrified. The queen mother was lying curled up, probably too hot to cover her, and she could clearly see the thin and shriveled figure, which was nothing but skinny.

He came to Funing Palace half a year ago during the Spring Festival. At that time, the Empress Dowager still had some flesh, which was far from what she is now. She looked like a skeleton, with dimples on her face and not much hair left. At first glance, she was a little scary. .

"Mother..." Emperor Yongzhao fell to his knees, tears welling up, and tremblingly stretched out his hand to caress the Empress Dowager's face.

Nan Ruo also knelt aside.

Under the closed eyelids of the Queen Mother, the eyeballs could be seen moving, and it was only after a while that she struggled to open her eyes: "Ada..."

"I'm here, I'm here, Ma'am, I'm here..." Emperor Yongzhao shook his lips, and took the Queen Mother's hand away from the Prince's.

The Empress Dowager breathed weakly: "Mother... this time I'm afraid... I really can't survive..."

Emperor Yongzhao suppressed his sobs: "Mother don't say that, mother will get better..."

The queen mother smiled with difficulty: "You coaxed me again, you, you have been able to coax people since you were young, and coaxed everyone to revolve around you..."

Nan Ruo reached out and bumped Fu Zhuo lightly, should they avoid it?

Fu Zhuo looked hesitant.

Nan Ruo realized that he was also a relative of the Empress Dowager, and he was the most unsuitable person present to stay. Just as he was about to wait for an opportunity to retreat quietly, a hand stretched out from the side suddenly, and pressed his hand through the wide sleeve, and then flexed his fingers With one grip, the strength seemed to crush him.

Nan Ruo was in a daze, looked at the owner of the hand, and met a pair of red eyes, full of aggression, hiding animal malice, as if he was about to pounce on him the next moment and tear him to pieces.

At the same time, the hands were clenched tighter, as if they were about to embed together.

Ok?ah?ha?

Nan Ruo didn't care about the pain, he was stunned as if he had been punched, the stimulation was too great and his brain froze, and he couldn't react for a while.

Suddenly another hem of clothes fell in front of him, it was Fu Zhuo, he moved forward quietly, raised the hem of the clothes to cover the place where the two hands overlapped, and quickly plucked at the wrinkles, creating a look of carelessness when he lifted the hem of the clothes. The illusion of cover.

Nan Ruo's froze brain froze again.

No wonder, no wonder, so it is.

Over the past few years, Fu Zhuo sometimes called him inexplicable behaviors all have an explanation.

Lean on.

Nanruo didn't expect that one day the melon fell on her head, no, she turned into a melon, and her whole body was bad.

I rely on the prince to be a broken sleeve → It turns out that the prince has no heirs for so many years, either because he is a clean freak or not bad → The one who fell in love with me is actually Lao Tzu, when did it happen → have vision → what a fart!I'm a straight man→The office romance didn't end well, and I refused the unspoken rules of the workplace→Bah bah, what a mess, what a big head!

Nan Ruo was in a trance until Emperor Yongzhao woke him up with a cry.

"Mother--"

The Empress Dowager was already on the verge of death, and she said with difficulty, "Take care of yourself in the future, and mother will never bother you to add more clothes..."

Emperor Yongzhao burst into tears.

"The prince wants to live..." Her withered hands tightly grasped Emperor Yongzhao's fingers, as if she was exhausting her last strength, staring at him, "He is your son! Your... son!"

Emperor Yongzhao's throat was choked up and he couldn't speak, so he couldn't help but nodded heavily.

The queen mother trembled and raised her hand to touch his face, and said with a gratified smile: "I'm going to see your father, and Yingniang, I shouldn't force her to marry you, I'm sorry for her..."

In a daze, she seemed to see Yingniang, who was dressed in a manly dress, holding a longbow, smiling recklessly and brightly: "Come on, aunt, I'll hunt a tiger for you to see!"

just come.

The Queen Mother smiled and closed her eyes.

"Mother—" Emperor Yongzhao wailed in grief.

Nan Ruo bent down deeply, his forehead touched the ground, and glanced out of the corner of his eye, the prince lowered his head, tears fell on the floor, the veins in his temples collapsed, his teeth were clenched, and he could hear the sound of clenching, as if he was enduring great pain .

Unexpectedly, his back was poked, and he turned his head to meet Fu Zhuo's begging eyes.

Nan Ruo gritted his teeth. It is true that the prince must not be ill at this time, so he held the prince's hand with his backhand.

In the next second, the fingers were violently separated, and the ten fingers were clasped tightly.

Nan Ruo didn't care about this, looked at the prince's side face from the corner of his eye, saw his distorted muscles gradually recovered, his heavy breathing gradually calmed down, and his heart was relieved.

Emperor Yongzhao was immersed in sadness, and he didn't notice the surge behind him at all.

Fu Zhuo wiped off the cold sweat from his brow, only then did he have time to grieve for the Queen Mother's passing.

Fortunately, Empress Zheng rescued them. She rushed over with King Rong Changle.

The moment the three of them came in, the prince let go of his hand, Nan Ruo heaved a sigh of relief, and quietly retreated out with Fu Zhuo lowered their heads.

The moment he withdrew, he raised his eyes and glanced at it. The room was full of luxury against the empress dowager's shriveled and shriveled body, which gave him a shocking feeling.

He has seen many deaths in these years, but none of them made him feel the passing of life clearly like now, cruel and terrifying, death will not raise its hand because of how noble your status is, and it will even be more tormented.

"Don't go!" Fu Zhuo came out and pulled him back without saying a word.

Nan Ruo glanced at his hand, and when Fu Zhuo let go, he immediately took two steps to the side, almost forgetting that this guy is a man and woman.

Fu Zhuo's expression was indescribable: "Don't worry, I still want to live, and no one will look for you."

If he dared to attack Nangong, his cousin might be able to wring his head off.

Nan Ruo's expression was more indescribable than his.

Temeow's old man has wrongly paid you for his friendship all these years. I treat you as a brother, but you just want to be old.

"I haven't settled with you yet!"

Fu Zhuo looked around, and said: "Forget it, do whatever you want, later you can do whatever you want me to do to make amends, you can't leave now, you have seen my cousin's appearance, you must not lose your dignity, count me Please, will you?"

Although he was uncomfortable, Nan Ruo agreed unambiguously when it came to business matters. Dayan governed the country with filial piety, and he must not let the crown prince be stained with unfilial piety.

Relying on the fact that Emperor Yongzhao would not take care of him, Nan Ruo stayed upright. On the surface, he was worried about Fu Zhuo as a good friend, but in fact he was on call to appease the crown prince.

Taking advantage of the gap of waiting, he continued his previous thoughts and seriously considered this matter.

He really didn't expect the prince to be interested in him. He didn't expect it at all. He didn't pretend, he really didn't feel it. A person can definitely detect whether he has any thoughts about himself. play dumb.

Fu Zhuo was so careful about him at the beginning, he immediately saw it, and he also saw that it was just a momentary fascination, and it was just that one time, and later Jiangnan and his party became friends, although now it seems that there is a reason .

But the prince really didn't find out, no matter how he recalled the episodes of the two of them getting along, he couldn't see that the prince had any thoughts about him, and there was no out-of-bounds remarks in the letters he had exchanged in the past few years.

After thinking about it, it can only be attributed to the fact that he hid it too deeply.

If it wasn't for what happened today, he wouldn't even think about it if he was killed.

Forget it, it's useless to think too much, it's better to think about what to do.

Nan Ruo felt a little tricky for a while.

Accept it, it's impossible, he's a straight man, although he's a bit afraid of marriage and doesn't plan to get married for the time being, but he hasn't thought about changing his sexual orientation, and he doesn't want to complicate things, he's willing to serve the prince as his master and support the prince, but he doesn't want to have any ups and downs Involvement beyond the level, what should I do in the future, a bunch of troubles rush to my face as soon as I think about it.

But refuse it. The status is not equal. If the prince is determined, he can refuse for a while, but now he can hide and endure. If he becomes the emperor, he resists is tantamount to courting death, although the prince does not see it like this People, but who knows if he will be as sane about his feelings as he is about others.

Nan Ruo has no interest in sadomasochism.

After thinking about it, including the worst case, he also thought of two ways out: either stop the loss in time and jump off the prince's ship to change, or deal with it first, he can change whatever the prince likes, and just run away , when the experience, money and contacts are available, I am not afraid to change the map and start over.

The former is too troublesome. He has been in business for so long, and his investment in the prince has reached 90.00%. All his money and contacts have been invested in it, especially money, not a little bit. As long as he thinks about it, it will all be in vain, and his heart will start to bleed.

Moreover, one servant does not serve two masters, and his repeated jumping around like this is tantamount to digging his own grave.

In fact, looking at it from another angle, the prince's interest in him is not entirely a bad thing...

The latter has more freedom than the former, not to mention the unpredictable crisis from scratch, what if the time comes and you can't get away, and what will Siniang and the others do.

Nan Ruo turned around the table twice.

After two lifetimes, his luck has not been easy. Could it be that he offended Yuelao in his previous life?

At night, the empress dowager's mourning hall had already been set up, and the procedures to be followed were carried out quickly.

Nan Ruo leaned on the soft couch and was squinting, when Fu Zhuo came in and pulled him away without saying a word.

"Don't ask, you'll understand when you see it."

Fu Zhuo took him to take a shortcut and took a shortcut into a hall. There were no lights in the hall, and it was completely dark.

Nan Ruo paused.

"Don't worry, I'm not trying to kill you!" Fu Zhuo helped him out angrily, "There is an underground palace under Funing Palace. This is an entrance. Why did you build another palace when you were the emperor? The underground palace is complicated. The map was burned by the last emperor of the first dynasty, and an entrance appeared out of nowhere, so it was difficult to keep the royal family safe, not to mention that no one knows if there are any rubbings that have been handed down..."

As he spoke, he opened the cabinet door, revealing a downward step, with bright candle lights on the wall.

He took the lead to go down, and Nan Ruo followed.

After the stairs turned a corner, the eyes suddenly opened up. The so-called underground palace turned out to be just a basement.

Fu Zhuo raised the curtain with a complicated expression and motioned for him to look.

Nan Ruo stepped forward, his face changed slightly.

The prince was tied and sat on the head of the bed, his hair was disheveled, and blood was scattered on the bed, the source of which was his bandaged arm.

"He rowed it himself." Fu Zhuo explained, "I guess you guessed something, my cousin has epilepsy, and he will hurt himself when he goes into a seizure. Just now he got sick, so we had to tie him up."

The prince hooked his head, as if he couldn't hear the sound from the outside world.

It was the first time Nan Ruo saw him in such a mess, the prince in his impression was always aloof, even if he was troubled, he was calm and unhurried.

He walked forward involuntarily, stopped by the bed, knelt down, and called softly: "Your Highness?"

Fu Zhuo hurriedly said: "Be careful, my cousin will lose his mind and attack others, you..."

The voice disappeared as the prince raised his head.

The prince's gaze was empty and unfocused, it seemed to be a conditioned reflex response, and with the return of consciousness, his blood red eyes stared at the person in front of him and suddenly rolled down a stream of tears.

Fu Zhuo: All right, pretend I didn't say anything.

Nan Ruo felt suffocated for no reason, and unconsciously raised his hand to help him wipe it off, but his finger was bitten in the next second.