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It was almost past Haishi, but there were still laughter from Qingluan Palace from time to time.Eunuch Chen and the others who were outside the palace did not dare to say a word. The harem has no owner. It is not a big deal for the emperor to stay in Concubine Rong's palace every night.But they are just slaves, they are not qualified and have no guts to meddle in the emperor's affairs, so they can only watch outside, hoping for the emperor's health.

In the main hall of Qingluan Palace, Ling Yan was not wearing an inch of jacket except for the bright red apron on her body, but the apron was made extremely narrow to save fabric, even if she grasped her waist tightly, it could barely cover half of it. , the remaining half is directly exposed, and the apron is also very short, which faintly covers the thighs, but with a slight movement, the thighs will be exposed again...

Under the dim yellow candlelight, Ling Yan looked at the emperor with a smile, her red lips parted slightly: "Your Majesty, my concubine is here..."

"My concubine, come quickly to my side." The emperor was a little excited, and hugged him in his arms, "There are so many people in my harem, but you are the only one who is loyal to me, trying to find ways to make me happy."

Ling Yan snuggled into the emperor's arms, brought a plate of grapes from a distance, and stuffed one into the emperor's mouth: "The emperor praised it absurdly. It seems that other sisters in the palace have not noticed the emperor's recent sorrow."

"It's also the same day to day, why did you find out my emotions?" The emperor sneered, "In the end, I still don't care."

After Ling Yan listened, she was silent for a while, and after a long time she spoke, her voice was still a little lonely: "Maybe it's because the emperor is the only one in my concubine's world, and all I think about every day are the emperor, the emperor If something is a little wrong, you can naturally find it. Sister Concubine Lin has worked hard enough to conceive an heir for the emperor, and it is inevitable that she will not notice it for a while."

"...If it's really just because of the baby in the womb, I'm afraid it's..." The emperor began, but he didn't complete the sentence. Most of his harem is related to the former He is related to the dynasty, and the concubines in the harem don't always take him to heart, and more often they think about how to blow pillow wind around him so as to seek benefits for their own family.But Ling Yan is obviously not among them, and no matter how sincere she is to the emperor, as long as her identity is here, the emperor is her only support, the only life-saving straw she can grasp.

"Your Majesty, I don't allow you to think about Concubine Lin anymore. Now that you are here, you are only allowed to look at and think about me." Ling Yan grew up in a place like Fengyue Tower since she was a child. She is good at interrupting the emperor's thoughts in a timely manner, and it is the most reliable time to perfectly freeze all the emperor's thoughts on her, so that apart from this face, she can keep the emperor's heart for a long time .

The emperor really smiled, and hugged Ling Yan tighter: "Okay, I don't want anyone else, I just miss you..." After he finished speaking, he pressed Ling Yan under him.

... Half an hour later, the emperor had already fallen into a deep sleep, but Ling Yan suddenly opened her eyes. She pushed away the arm that the emperor had put on her, and climbed off the bed.There is less than half of the previously lit candle left, but it does not affect its brightness. Ling Yan wrote two notes by the candlelight. The handwriting is completely different, but the content is exactly the same.

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Ten step town.

King Yu's injury became more and more serious. The weapon used by the assassin to injure people was probably poisoned. Although the blood stopped, the pain that grew from the inside out could not even support a tough guy like King Yu. .The doctor accompanying the army was already unbelievable, and the military doctor couldn't even prescribe a pair of painkillers.

"Military teacher, the general is almost unable to hold on anymore. The Xuanli clan is a defeated clan. They are willing to offer the holy medicine of the clan. Why don't you let the general take it?" The person who spoke was called Meng Erping. King Yu didn't have two minds, but his limbs were developed and his mind was simple, and he could only think of things on the surface.

"Shut up!" Fortunately, over the past few years, the northern Xinjiang army is still very convinced of Mo Chenglu, the military adviser, so he will not be restrained when he lectures people, "It's just a few victories and you are really good!" Dare to look down on the people of the Xuanli clan, and don’t even think about how many times you have been overshadowed by others since the new patriarch of the Xuanli clan took office? Although they have surrendered now, they must regard the general who defeated them as a deadly enemy. If now The one who was injured was the patriarch of the Xuanli clan, will you go up and donate medicine?"

"I...but..."

"Okay, this general can still hold on. The military adviser is right, but the Xuanli clan is still untrustworthy." During the debate, King Yu was sober for a moment, but the wound was so painful that he struggled and said nothing. After saying such a sentence, he once again fell into a coma of illusion.

But the general had already spoken, so Meng Erping and the others couldn't say anything more.It's just that they feel distressed, who is the person they admire the most in their lives?That must be the general, and now they can't share any of the pain and pain of the general, it's more painful than cutting their flesh with a knife.

Mo Chenglu also felt uncomfortable. He was not born in the army. When he was in high school, he was depressed because he had no power and power and was unwilling to compromise with others. Only when he came to the army did he realize his dream of studying at the beginning. It can be said that the general There is a kindness to know him.Now the general is dying on the sickbed, but he can't do anything, can't do anything...

Two days later, King Yu's injury became more and more serious, and the patriarch of the Xuanli clan came to see him again, this time he brought holy medicine and full sincerity.

"Since we have decided to hand over the letter of surrender to Dahuan, the general is naturally our general, and our family's holy medicine is perfect for healing the general's injuries. If the military master still has some doubts, he can find someone to test the medicine. "

Mo Chenglu clenched his fists, which was a good idea.If there is really a problem with the holy medicine, as long as someone tries the medicine, there will be flaws, and the patriarch of the Xuanli clan should not take risks.

Seeing that Mo Chenglu finally nodded in agreement, the patriarch of the Xuanli clan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but his expression did not change, and his expression was still pious.