The man said arrogantly, "You go. This hall doesn't want you to see this hall like this."

Jiang Yushu was puzzled: "Your Highness, I have already ordered 'Podizhi' to be delivered to the queen mother, who will definitely find out the nobles lurking in the palace. What are you doing?"

"Qingyu, this is what this hall can do for you. Before my father makes an order, this hall hopes that there will be a turnaround."

Jiang Yushu saw him kneeling, lifted his robe, and knelt aside.

On a June day, the ground was already hot, and Zhao Yifeng knelt for a long time with perseverance.His face was pale, hot sweat was dripping on his forehead, and the blood on his knees had already dried up, leaving only a pool of black blood stains, eye-catching.

Feeling the heat, Jiang Yushu looked back at the people around him, saw the blood stain, and couldn't restrain himself anymore, "Your Highness, please get up. This is my family's business, you don't have to do it."

"This hall is willing."

"Jiang Yushu is not worth it. If you continue like this, your legs will be ruined."

Zhao Yifeng breathed lightly, but gave the people around him a comforting smile, with a shallow arc, like a spring breeze.

"Qingyu, I'm afraid it will be difficult to turn this matter around. You have been in a coma for three days, and our hall has already asked someone to investigate Po Dizhi."

When Jiang Yushu heard that 'Podizhi' had been found, he almost lost control of his excitement, "Your Highness, that person is..."

The man glanced at the closed gate of Qianyuan Hall and the people around him.The scorching skin temperature actually added a touch of desolation to his expression.It was supposed to be hot and dry, but Jiang Yushu felt a moment of coolness around him.

"Concubine Shu——Nangongli."

Jiang Yushu didn't know, "I haven't met her before, and only met on the tea ceremony. Why did she attack Fuguo Duke's mansion and kill me?"

Zhao Yifeng smiled, his handsome outline showed the helplessness of seeing through the strife in the harem.

"Qingyu, it is this palace that has harmed you."

He was puzzled, and his eyes were full of curiosity, "Why does Your Highness say that?"

Zhao Yifeng didn't answer, and changed the topic, "Qingyu, I know that you are unwilling to marry me. But this hall has no choice but to be bound by this fate and identity."

Jiang Yushu didn't know what to say, and said halfway through what he said, and didn't continue.

"Your Highness, I regard you as a bosom friend, you and I cannot have anything else. After all, I am a man."

Zhao Yifeng turned to look at him, beads of sweat ran down his cheeks and disappeared on the black robe.Like his hidden emotions.

I understand, I understand.A good man should cultivate himself, keep his family in order, govern the country, and bring peace to the world.

I ruined you...

"Qingyu, have you ever hated marrying me?"

He asked him, have you hated it?Once confirmed, will he release him and give him a divorce letter?

Jiang Yushu looked at him fixedly, as calm as stagnant water.

hate it?Is there hatred?

But it's more about being unwilling...unwilling...

He replied lightly: "Your Highness, I don't hate you. It's just... not reconciled. Not reconciled..."

He said he was not reconciled.

Zhao Yifeng!He has never accepted your affection, he is not reconciled.

He opened his mouth, infinitely desolate, "Qingyu, if this palace and the second brother had never had a deep brotherhood, if this palace didn't have this 'beautiful' fate, and even if you weren't named Jiang Yushu, maybe we wouldn't be together at all. You also I won't meet Fenghe, I won't lose my father, I won't lose my grandmother, and I won't cause trouble for the whole family."

The elegant man straightened up, the pain in his chest spread like lava, burning hot.His face was pale, and a little red at the corner of his mouth showed that he was trying his best to support him.

"Your Highness, the deal is done. Although Jiang Yushu is not reconciled, he also knows that he is in the same vein as His Highness."

Zhao Yifeng looked up at the scorching sun, three days, three days.The door of Qianyuan Hall was never opened.Did the emperor not want him?Or is there really no chance for this?Then how should he face him?

"Qingyu, it's the thoughts of this palace that hurt you."

Jiang Yushu meditated and recalled all kinds of things: the red dress for marriage, two horses walking side by side, the original partner of colored glaze, the phoenix and not forced, the moon-white clothes, the cherry-red message, the care of the door, Qingyu's name... He did all these.His friendship is always there, no matter how it is treated.His feelings may have appeared when he got married.

Love, it turned out that they hurt each other!

The cheerful man was lonely, and quietly stated the facts.

"Qingyu, Concubine Shu and Concubine Lian were originally twin flowers in Miaojiang. Concubine Lian used 'Fenghe' to harm her father, but she was discovered by her father, and the queen mother executed Concubine Lian according to her father's will. Concubine Shu used her identity to enter the draft palace."

Jiang Yushu didn't understand, "Then what does this have to do with the Jiang family?"

Zhao Yifeng looked up at the sky, wiped the sweat off his forehead with his left hand, and sighed.

"Maybe as long as there are people and things related to the hall, she hates it."

The man trembled when he heard this, "She hates His Highness, so should she destroy everything I have?"

Zhao Yifeng watched him tell the truth calmly, and said in a cold voice, anxious to comfort him, "Qingyu, you are depressed, pay attention to your body."

Jiang Yushu squeezed his hands, looked indifferent, and stopped talking.

Two people, know the person behind, but can't see the emperor.How can I intercede if I can't see the Heavenly Emperor?

When Qi Feng came out, he saw the two kneeling people and shook his head.

"Your Highness, Young Master Qingyu, please go back. Your Highness is busy making alchemy, so I don't have time."

When Zhao Yifeng heard it, he almost couldn't restrain his roar, and after restraining himself, he spoke in a cold voice.

"Father didn't rule over the Qingyu matter. I knelt here for three days, but my father didn't see me for three days. I can't see my father, so I would rather kneel and die here."

Qi Feng frowned, approached Zhao Yifeng, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, it is not an option for you to kneel down like this. After all, this matter involves a lot, and Miao Jiang is a 'thorn' in His Majesty's heart. Besides, the evidence from the Ministry of Punishment cannot be tolerated. Change, Your Highness can go to the empress to have a look. The empress is in charge of the harem, so there is still a way for the concubine."

Qi Feng has said everything that should be said, since Nan Gongli has been found out, the concubine can deal with the queen.Zhao Yifeng glanced at Qi Feng coldly. "The queen mother did not send the wrong person."

Qi Feng nodded, "Your Highness praises you."

Bloodstains dry, sticky with blood/flesh.

Kneeling for three days, tormented day and night.

Standing up again, the sound of "click" and "click" dislocation of joints was especially crisp at the entrance of the empty Qianyuan Hall.When Zhao Yifeng stood up straight, Jiang Yushu only heard a "hiss", which was the sound of flesh and clothing being separated, and Jiang Yushu's heart sank when he heard it.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

"It's okay!"

Qi Feng put his hand in time, Zhao Yifeng supported him, straightened his body, and relieved for a moment.He and Jiang Yushu staggered towards the queen's palace.

***

"Master, Jiang Yushu sent 'Podizhi' to the Queen's Palace. Zhao Yifeng found out 'Podizhi' three days ago and pleaded for mercy at the gate of Qianyuan Hall. The emperor was busy with alchemy and did not see him. Now, they are going to the Queen Go to the palace. Will we be in danger?" The man bowed and replied.

The woman was holding a cup of tea at this time, gently stroking the tea leaves on the water, took a sip, put the tea lid on, and said leisurely.

"It's about this time, Jiang Yushu, Zhao Yifeng is not stupid. Since I dared to do it, I expected this day. But I am afraid that I won't see the Fuguo government's blood flow into rivers, and Zhao Yifeng is in pain."

The man was unknown, "Master, they only found 'Podizhi', maybe there is a turning point?"

The woman sighed softly, and stated leisurely, "I am tired of this deep palace life. I have no home these years. After Lianer's death, I have nothing left. She is my sister. I only have She is such a younger sister. She is a relative of this palace."

The man got up and tried to reach out his hand to comfort him, but he dropped his hand in the air, "Master, haven't you been tired all these years?"

The woman raised her eyes, and those beautiful apricot eyes were full of crystals. "Tired, but the happiest days of this palace are also when I have a family and her. But there is nothing left." She stopped talking and looked at the white jade bracelet in her hand.

"That's why, I want Zhao Yifeng to be in so much pain that he wants to die, and let Fuguo Gongfu's blood flow into rivers. Only in this way, Gu Yanmei will feel the pain and pain of losing a loved one."

She finished speaking in a cold and resentful voice, and fixed the person in front of her eyes, "Tianzhong, you can go. I don't want to hurt you."

The man named Tian Zhong trembled, "Master..."

She was tired, and her voice was full of tiredness, "Let's go... Lian'er will understand me. Lian'er will be very happy to be buried with Fuguo Gongfu. You go..."

The man didn't want to leave, but the woman couldn't bear it, "You go..., this is an order! Is this palace ordering you?"

"If you don't leave, Gu Yanmei's people are here. They will hit you straight, and you will die. This palace is a concubine who cannot escape this cage. You can. Remember to give Lian'er and this palace a place on the locust tree in Miaojiang during the Cold Food Festival next year." A little chrysanthemum."

"master……"

"let's go!"

The man jumped up and turned into one of the patrolling guards in a short while.

He looked up at the bustling imperial palace, his eyes were filled with regret.After all, it dispersed with the sound of gold and iron horses.

"Your Majesty, the empress summoned all the concubines and said that the weather is hot today and they should go to the empress's palace to enjoy the cool air." The maid returned softly.

The woman on the high seat sneered, enjoying the cool?It's time, the moment has come so fast.

The woman adjusted her palace attire, lightly brushed her crescent eyebrows, and lightly painted her vermilion lips.The charm is not lost, but the years are wasted.What the years have left her is quiet and elegant, but she doesn't know that still water flows deep.

When Nan Gongli went to the Queen's Palace, all the concubines were there.She smiled lightly, which is her habit over the years.

Everyone knows that she lives in seclusion, does not compete for favor, does not cling to her, and has a quiet temperament.My favorite is to burn incense and visit Buddha, and I have been dealing with Buddha all year round.Now she comes late, and only when she forgets to visit the Buddha, she just smiles, holds tea, and gently shakes the cattail fan.

Gu Yanmei sat quietly watching, and sneered in her heart: All these years, everyone has been hiding deeply enough.With a friendly smile on her face, "Sister Concubine Shu, the weather is scorching hot, so it's hard for my sister to spare no effort to come to this palace. Sister, sit down quickly."

Zhao Yifeng and Jiang Yushu sat quietly in the side hall, listening to Gu Yanmei dealing with her.Jiang Yushu looked at the blood on Zhao Yifeng's knee, and asked Chunmei for some medicine.Chunmei responded with a smile.

"Your Highness injured his elbow and knee because of the minister, and the wound has not healed until now. If you don't stop it, I'm afraid it will be useless."

Seeing his concern, Zhao Yifeng's heart warmed up, and his face was solemn.

The man quietly stared at the person in front of him who was applying the medicine, and the cool touch lingered on his elbow.The cold fragrance on his body rises/falls by his nostrils, and the thin breath sprays on his shoulders, making him throb for a moment.The hot pain in his knee was covered by the coldness of his hands.

He endured the pain and cherished this warm moment.

He asked him many times, would he leave?

He asked him many times, is he tempted?

At this moment, he still wants to ask him.

"Qingyu, if there is good or bad in this hall, would you shed a tear for this hall?"

The man lowered his head and applied the medicine seriously, as if he heard it, or he didn't hear it.He responded with silence, as before.

"Uh..., hiss..."

Jiang Yushu withdrew his hand and asked indifferently, "Your Highness is also afraid of pain?"

"This hall is not afraid of pain, but there is Qingyu here."

Zhao Yifeng only wants to cry in front of you!

"Your Highness, do it yourself!" He handed him the medicine.

The man didn't want to take it, "Qingyu, this injury is all for you. I don't want to thank you, but I am willing. But Qingyu sees that my elbow is inconvenient, so I will do it for you once." He said pitifully, like a child.

Jiang Yushu looked at him angrily, and stuffed the medicine into his hands, "Your Highness, do as you please."

"Hey, Qingyu..."

"Concubine Shu, why don't you say it?" A voice of questioning came, and the two of them collected their thoughts and remained silent.

"What does the empress want the concubine to say?" The woman sat quietly without raising her eyes, as if nothing around her could shake her a little bit.

"Po, Di, Zhi!" After every word, all the concubines were surprised.

Concubine Shu smiled lightly, as if mocking Gu Yanmei.

"Oh? The queen said she was a concubine, did she just use the 'podizhi'? These things were transported by someone, put into the concubine's palace, and planted. It is common for concubines to live in seclusion these years, but they have never seen 'podizhi'. Dizhi'."

Gu Yanmei gritted her teeth, this poisonous woman hides deeply, she still doesn't admit it now, she tried her best to argue.If she did not plead guilty, the Jiang family would not be able to get rid of the crimes. Although the Emperor of Heaven did not suspect Zhao Yifeng, Jiang Yushu was a member of the royal family, so his reputation would not be good if he said that.Even threatened later.

"Concubine Shu, how long are you going to resist?"

The woman touched Bu Yao on her head, smiled for a moment, she was bright and charming, and she used to be a beauty.

"The empress has a red mouth and white teeth, and she keeps saying that she is a concubine. What is the evidence? Without evidence, the concubine is not willing to bear this wrong."

"Really?" She retorted, it was inevitable.

"Chunmei."

"The servant is here."

"How did the torture go?"

"Back to your mother, you are on your way to the palace."

"Ah."

Gu Yanmei looked at Concubine Shu with a smile, and suddenly changed the subject. "My younger sister has lived in seclusion these years. Other younger sisters don't understand her, but I know her too well. The sandalwood on my younger sister can't block the special smell of "Pile Po Dizhi". There is no regulation in this grass palace, but my younger sister Although the obscene clothes you get from the Internal Service Bureau are ordinary, the fragrance is not normal."

The woman was shocked, "You spy on me!"

The woman seated high casually picked a peony flower beside her with a long smile.

"Surveillance? The harem is the world of my palace. I am the queen for a day, and you will be concubines after all."

She was telling the concubines: She - Gu Yanmei, is the master of the harem, she knows and understands everyone's every move.

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