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Qingming quickly rushed into the courtyard, came to the door of a room guarded by guards, and suddenly stopped.

His hands trembled uncontrollably.

He closed his eyes, slowly raised his hand, and when he was about to touch the door, his fingertips shrunk slightly, and he suddenly retracted his fingers and clenched his fist, then pushed the door open with his palm.

In the room, the Supreme Emperor turned his head to look at the door, and when he saw him, he turned his eyes away indifferently, obviously not wanting to see him.

Qingming knew he was ashamed, pursed his lips, walked into the inner room without saying a word, and approached the bed step by step.

The last time we met, he was still the heroic commander of the guards, but I didn't expect that when we saw each other dozens of days later, he would look like this.

His cheeks were pale and thin, his hair was rough and dull, he was lying flat on the bed, his breathing was weak, and his chest could not even be seen rising and falling.

Zigui sensed someone coming in, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and slowly opened.

Qingming's chest was clogged, his nose was slightly sour, and he rushed to his bedside, his voice was dismal, "Senior brother, I'm sorry~"

"Qingming...you're back..." Zigui stuck out his thin hand from under the quilt.

Qingming grabbed his hand, trembling, choked up and said, "Brother, I'm back, Qingming is back."

Zigui's vision was a little blurred, his lips curled up slightly, and he smiled softly, "Just come back."

"Senior brother, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left, I shouldn't have gone to the northwest, and I shouldn't have come back on time, I'm sorry..." He was full of guilt and regret, and his voice was sad.

"It's okay... Senior brother doesn't blame you... If I stopped you at all...you wouldn't..." Zigui's smile became more bitter.

"Brother, I never blamed you~" Of course Qing Ming knew what he was referring to.

"I know...but I...can't help but blame myself...ahem..." Zigui's panting suddenly intensified.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Qing Ming panicked and shouted, "Prince physician! Physician!"

The Supreme Emperor also hurriedly shouted for the imperial physician outside.

The imperial physicians lived next door and waited for orders, and they came over soon.

After the imperial doctors took turns to feel the pulse, they all stood aside with dejected faces.

"What are you all doing standing there? Get medical treatment quickly! Hurry up!" Qing Ming yelled at them.

The imperial physician immediately fell to his knees and said in unison, "Your Majesty, there is nothing you can do."

"how come?"

"Your majesty doesn't know that this... has not only external injuries, but also extremely serious internal injuries. In addition, he was weak in his early years, and he has already been defeated. The injury has damaged the root, and he can't recover. If he hadn't been hanged with good medicine for more than a month , I am afraid that he will have gone within three days of his injury."

Qingming turned pale with shock, "How could this happen? How could it be?..." He muttered to himself in a daze.

The Supreme Emperor was furious, stepped forward and slapped him to the ground, "Look at what you've done!"

Qingming was at a loss, as if he couldn't feel the pain, he kept murmuring.

"Qingming..." A weak voice came from the bed.

Qingming got up quickly, and fell down in front of the bed, "Senior brother..."

"Qingming, Jin'er and the child... I'll leave it to you..."

These are the last words he left on earth.

"Brother!!!"

Qingming wailed in grief, tears welled up in his eyes and flowed down his cheeks.

The Supreme Emperor trembled all over, and took two steps back unconsciously. It seemed that he had been greatly stimulated, and he could hardly stand still. He had to hold on to the edge of the table to barely stand still.

Seeing that his face was turning blue, Eunuch Hai hurriedly supported him, "Your Majesty, take care of yourself~"

The Supreme Emperor pushed him away and looked at the person lying beside the bed, "Ji Yuehuang, do you know your mistake?" He gritted his teeth and asked word by word.

Hearing this, Qingming turned stiffly and knelt on the ground, tears were still wet, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were empty, "I know I was wrong, and I am willing to be punished."

"Okay, okay, what a person is willing to be punished," the Taishang Huang laughed back angrily, and raised his voice, "Come on, drag him down and give him a hard [-] blows."

Two guards came in outside and pulled Qingming out.

Qing Ming walked out without saying a word.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the commander of the dark guards quickly appeared and knelt in front of the Supreme Emperor, "Tailord, you can't..."

"Shut up, I haven't held you accountable yet, and dare to plead for him. Although he is your master, don't forget whose son he is!"

The commander of the dark guard was anxious, but he knew that if he tried to persuade him again, he would add fuel to the fire, but if he didn't persuade him, the emperor's body might not be able to hold on.

After a while, there was the muffled sound of wooden sticks being knocked on the human body outside.

Qingming gritted his teeth and remained silent.

No matter how painful the body is, it is not as good as the pain in the heart. If the pain in the body can make him forget the pain in the heart, he is willing to be covered in bruises and the pain will not stop.

Cold sweat streamed down his forehead, and the wound on his shoulder burst open again.

Exhaustion and severe pain came at the same time, Qingming's eyes went dark, and he completely lost consciousness.

Seeing that he lost consciousness, the guard hurried in to report.

"Report to the Supreme Emperor, the Emperor fainted."

"Huh? How many hits?" Taishang Huang frowned.

"Back to the Supreme Emperor, thirteen strokes."

"Moreover, the little one found blood on the emperor, as if he was injured, and the wound is still not healed." The guard added.

"Injuried?"

The leader of the hidden guards immediately gave an explanation, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty suffered a serious arrow wound. After traveling around for a month, the injury has been repeated. He has not healed until now. How can he stand the stick punishment?"

"What?" When the Supreme Emperor heard something bad, he turned pale with fright, walked out quickly, ordered someone to carry him into the house, and hurriedly asked the imperial physician to diagnose and treat him.

"how is he?"

The imperial doctor bowed and replied: "The emperor's left shoulder was pierced by a bow and arrow, and there was a knife wound on his arm and vest, but the knife wounds were relatively shallow and almost healed; only the arrow wound on the shoulder was not treated in time, and he lost too much blood. Then it was ruptured repeatedly due to external force, and now it has faintly festered and festered, even if it is cured, the left hand may no longer be able to lift heavy objects, and the rupture of the meridian leads to the blockage of internal force, this body of martial arts probably... cannot be preserved. "

After all, the Supreme Emperor couldn't bear the repeated blows, and his eyes turned black.

"The Supreme Emperor~" Eunuch Hai hurried forward to support him.

He waved his hand, "Go and call the commander of the dark guards in, I want to hear him tell the whole story."

"Yes," Eunuch Hai helped him to sit aside before calling for someone.

The Supreme Emperor glanced at the imperial physician, "Do your best to cure him."

"The minister leads the decree." After the imperial physicians finished their diagnosis, they went out to dispense the medicine.

The leader of the dark guards entered the house, and Haigong Gongguan came to the door and stood guard outside.

The dark guard told the Supreme Emperor everything that had happened since he left the imperial capital.

"You go and receive the punishment." After hearing what he said, the Supreme Emperor waved him back.

The dark guard left, Eunuch Hai came in, and saw the Supreme Emperor leaning on the armrest exhausted.

"You said, did I make a mistake from the beginning?"

"..." Eunuch Hai knew that he was just expressing emotion and didn't really want to know his thoughts, so he remained silent.

After a long time, the Supreme Emperor spoke again, "Bury Zigui secretly in the imperial mausoleum, and said to the outside world that the commander of the guards died as an escort. The emperor was seriously injured, but his life was not in danger; King Liu supervised the country, and Prime Minister Lu assisted him until the emperor recovered from his injuries; Everyone in the courtyard is well prepared, don't let any news here leak out, if leaked, you know the consequences."

"Yes." Eunuch Hai bowed.

"There is also the queen, please comfort her, make sure to let her take care of her body and keep the child in her womb, otherwise, after a hundred years, how would I have the face to face my younger brother under Jiuquan, whose son died because of my son , his grandson must not have any mistakes in any case."

"The slave understands."

Qingming lay here for a month.

Dong Gui, who had been by his side since he ascended the throne, was keenly aware of some changes in him.

Empress Su Jin was unexpectedly calm and calm. Not only did she not feel distraught or hysterical, she raised her baby with peace of mind, she seldom moved around, she ate when she should, and slept when she should. Complain, no hate, let alone blame.

"You are his important younger brother. Although he didn't say the reason, I always knew that he felt guilty for you. For the above two reasons, no matter what he did for you, he would never regret it or blame you; so , I won't blame you either." These were the last words she left that day.

Her body was getting heavier day by day, and she never came again.

On the day they returned to the palace, the two of them also drove back in two cars one after another, but Qingming still didn't see her.

And goodbye is the day of giving birth two months later.

The child was born in a healthy and safe manner, but she suffered a haemorrhage due to dystocia. She struggled to survive until Qingming's arrival, and hurriedly left a sentence "Take care of him" before leaving with a smile.

That kind of smile is like she is not going to die at all, but rushing to a dream that never wakes up, and that dream must have that elder brother whom he respects and loves most.

The first thing Qingming did after returning to the palace was to investigate the identity of the assassin. Zigui died for him, and he didn't want his death to be unknown.

Whoever it is will have to pay the price.

june [-]th

Qingming led [-] imperial guards to surround Fangcao Pavilion.

"The emperor is here~" Dong Gui stood outside the door and sang loudly.

The bustard hurriedly knelt down to greet her.

Qingming walked into the pavilion, stood in the middle of the hall and glanced around, and finally landed on the old bustard who was still charming.

"Take me to meet your master, I know who he is, and I know he's here." He directly blocked the old bustard's words that were about to open his mouth to refuse.

"Yes, yes." The old bustard shook his body and led the way.

Go upstairs along the stairs, turn left, enter Jincao Pavilion, and go upstairs again until you reach the top floor.

The old bustard looked at Qingming carefully, and said timidly, "At this hour, the master should still be asleep..."

Qingming glanced at her silently with his cold eyes.

The old bustard trembled all over, and hurriedly turned around and knocked on the door.

"What's the matter?" A hoarse and sexy hazy voice came from inside.

"Returning to the master, the emperor, the emperor led people to surround the Fangcao Pavilion, and they are now at the door."

"Emperor?" The voice was full of disbelief.

"Second brother, I have come here in person, why don't you come out and see?" Qing Ming sneered silently, his gaze was through a door, as if he could penetrate the essence and see what was going on inside.

Immediately there was the sound of rustling clothes being put on in the room.

Qing Ming was not in a hurry, he just stood outside the door and waited for him.

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