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The few hibiscus petals caught in Lu He's collection of poems and essays have long since dispersed, and the color is decayed. The cold wind of late autumn penetrates through the carved windows into the luxuriously furnished wing room, bypasses the dragon, phoenix, flower and bird mica floor screen, and puts the book on the desk. The books that have not been touched for a long time are whistling, and the incense is wafting from the Suanni incense burner. Although it is the best spice, it can make people happy, but it is useless in Yiyang at this moment.

Today is overcast and cloudy. When Douma relaxes, I raise my head and look into the distance. The black clouds are rolling, and the wind will not disperse.

Since Yiyang had no intention of riding around, Yiyang went back to his room to rest after lunch, and then stepped into the back room. He saw the collection of poems and essays on the desk, walked over like a ghost, and opened the page with the hibiscus petals in it. After a few quick glances, all kinds of seasonings are poured into my heart like bottles and cans. How can a mixed flavor be summed up easily.

What Chi Liangjun said that day was unclear, what exactly did Di Lan write in that handwritten letter?Yiyang felt itchy and wanted to find someone to ask, but who could I ask about the court story involving the royal princess?Li Shunde can do it, so can Emperor Chunyou, but if he finds them, he is afraid of revealing his flaws and making others suspicious.

Yiyang thought of Emperor Yingzong again, so he asked Chi Liangjun why Emperor Yingzong could have a male queen, but Princess Huaisi and Di Lan could only die when they were together?

Chi Liangjun smiled and replied, the male queen was poisoned to death by someone within a few days. Emperor Yingzong ordered the Criminal Department and Dali Temple to investigate the case together. Some censors advised the emperor to select concubines to fill the harem with endless descendants, and some even scolded Emperor Yingzong for being stupid and immoral.Emperor Yingzong didn't accept concubine or seal queen, so he stalemate with all his courtiers for a year, and his body was exhausted. After his death, only his only son who was only five years old came to the throne—is this possible? A way out?

Yiyang took the road, and I don't have any worries about children, I just want to spend the rest of my life with the person I like, can't it?

Chi Liangjun smiled but did not answer.

Suddenly, a servant rushed in through the door——

"Your Highness—! That Ju Mengbai has been escorted to Beijing..."

Eyebrows like distant mountains stretched gently in the breeze and smoke, Yiyang put down the collection of poems and essays in his hand, and pressed down the page with the hibiscus petals tightly, and then asked the servant: "Since you have arrived, why don't you leave She and Lu He invited you over? It’s cold today, so you go to the dining room and send a message, ordering the chef to put aside the few Yunzhou dishes you just learned, and get some seasonal pots to warm you up.”

The waiter lowered his head even lower, wringing his fingers, faltering, unable to utter a word.

He summoned the maid to change his clothes, but after a long time there was no movement, Yiyang felt that something was wrong, turned to look at the maid, and said in a colder voice, "Say, what's wrong?"

Gouged out by Yiyang's sharp eye knife that cuts iron like mud, the servant hurriedly knelt down trembling, and stammered in a trembling voice: "People, people... people have been delivered, but, but... ...but only half, half breathless..."

Yiyang's heart sank suddenly, and he didn't have time to ask what was going on in his desperation, so he asked urgently, "...Where is Lu He?"

"The car, the car... After the car arrived in Beijing, I immediately invited the doctor, and the slaves and servants got orders from Lord Chi, and trotted over, and came to pass the message to His Highness. Then, at that time, Lord Lu, Mr. Lu hadn't left the yamen yet. I have assigned, assigned, but right now, but...but it's not certain..."

Lying on the bed was a lifeless man, with sunken cheeks exposing high cheekbones, pale and bloodless, with thick bruises under his eyes.She coughed violently from time to time, her voice was hoarse and dry, her body was too weak, her knuckles were white, but she could hardly even clenched her fists.

"Sir...sir...sir——!" Lu He stumbled and pushed away the servants and soldiers who surrounded the inner three floors and the outer three floors, and knelt down beside the bed, his hands trembling, raised and lowered , raised and lowered, for fear that even just stroking and lightly touching would cause the thin woman in front of her to be hit hard, and tears burst out of her eyes in an instant.

I still remember that before going to Beijing to rush for the exam, Mr. Ju still talked with himself by holding candles at night. The money on the road was raised by her selling calligraphy and paintings for herself. The steamed steamed buns, my favorite light green straight body dyed with ink and lotus were also sewn by my husband...these things are too numerous to mention. Although my husband had just suffered from eye diseases at that time, he was still in good health. Why is it like this now? !

"Qing He? It's...cough cough...is it Qing He?" Ju Mengbai raised his arm with great effort, and swayed towards the direction of the voice.

The sleeves slipped loosely, revealing a bony arm with clearly visible blue veins.Lu He endured the soreness in his nose, wiped away his tears indiscriminately, and gently held her hand, the skin under the scorching fingertips was actually icy cold, Lu He hurriedly took her hands and held them tightly towards him. Pressing her cheek against her, warming her, she answered with a choked voice, "It's me, sir, it's me, I'm Qing He."

Although you can't see it, you can feel the scalding liquid pouring down from between your fingers. Ju Mengbai shook his head lightly, and teased in a weak voice: "How old you are, tears fall as soon as you say...cough Cough—cough cough—how many times have I told you, tears...cough cough—tears are useless."

"What the teacher taught me is, I remember." Mr. Ju has always disliked crying for no reason, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was not long after he first met her as a teacher and student, and he was separated from his father forever and thousands of miles away from his family. Inevitably saddened by the full moon, there was a faint cry, and she took the collar and went to kneel under the big tree for a night. Even if she caught a cold and had a high fever the next day, she never regretted it, and only said tears to herself It is a ploy for the losers and cowards to pretend to be sympathetic.

Lu He sniffed his nose desperately, but the tears continued unabated, falling down the hands of the two of them and dripping all over the ground.

Ju Mengbai seemed to have a lot to say, coughed for a while, and suddenly bright red blood shot out from his mouth.

Lu He panicked, and hurriedly took out a towel from his arms to wipe it for her. In a short while, the white cloth was dyed red, and Lu He used his sleeve——

"Ahem——Qinghe...don't do this, dirty..." Rubbing the cloth, Ju Mengbai would not know, his hands were weak and drooping, so he could only stop him with words.

Lu He shook his head straight, his voice full of tears: "Not dirty, not dirty, when sir saved me I was covered in mud and hadn't bathed for a long time, why did sir think I was dirty?" Ju Mengbai was still coughing, One after another, there is almost no pause.Lu He remembered something, turned his head and yelled heart-piercingly to the few doctor-like people surrounded by the outermost layer, "Come and save people! Aren't you doctors! Come to check the pulse and prescribe a prescription! Stick there and work very?!"

The doctors looked at me and I looked at you, no one approached or spoke to anyone, they just kept sighing—this disease has been dragging on for a long time, the health is not good at all, it’s too late In the evening, the medicine and stone will not work.

Yiyang rode his horse and galloped all the way, and when he reached the courtyard, it was raining heavily.

Liu Ai, who was waiting outside the door, hurriedly stepped forward and opened the oil-paper umbrella to protect her from the rain.

He is short and has stubby legs, and he was left behind by the tall and striding Yiyang after a while, and he was out of breath after chasing him. One piece was soaked.

Seeing this, several servants with sharp eyes rushed to those who came forward to hold umbrellas, opened their arms, and what's more, they picked a large piece of banana leaves from the side, scrambling to come here to please, stupefied. It is to block a spacious bluestone road so that it is impossible to move an inch.

A pair of ink-like eyebrows slightly frowned, Yiyang shouted in a deep voice: "Get out of the way!"

Except for Liu Ai who was standing there gasping for breath and unable to utter a word of instructions, everyone dispersed and stood beside him with their hands down.

Chi Liangjun was standing on the porch and was questioning carefully the head of a hundred households who had been ordered to secretly escort Ju Mengbai to Beijing. He heard a commotion in the distance. The head of the household went over to salute together: "Your Highness, this matter..."

Yiyang walked past the two of them, without giving alms out of the corner of his eye, he walked quickly to the back room.

She is only worried about Lu He, she only cares about Lu He, at this moment her whole heart is so small that there is only room for the word Lu He, the big thing has to wait for her to see with her own eyes that Lu He has not been seriously affected by Ju Mengbai's illness. Depressed...even after doing something stupid.

"Your Highness..." A group of people in a circle stepped aside one after another, bowing their heads in greeting.

The doctor stood aside with his hands tied, his face disheveled, and he didn't even smell the medicine. There was a faint smell of blood permeating the cramped and crowded room, making every step feel like squatting in a dark and damp burrow, depressing, asphyxia.

Yiyang hardly dared to think about what Ju Mengbai's current situation was like. Even though she didn't know what happened on the way to escort her to the capital, in the final analysis, she did something bad with good intentions.

As she walked, she lowered her head to think, and prayed devoutly, unaware of a figure rushing towards her, and then she was crushed to the ground——

"Your Highness—!" Everyone exclaimed, and a few guards quickly pulled out their sharp waist knives.

it hurts...it hurts...

The back of the shoulder collided violently with the hard and cold ground, and the pain that poured into every part of her body made the corners of her eyes tear up in an instant. After she bit down a muffled groan and choked back, she shook her dizzy head , after seeing the person who threw himself down, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the guard approaching with a knife, and tried his best to lightly reprimand: "Stay back!"

Lu He was like a mad beast, her eyes were red and swollen, and her sleeves were covered with blood that hadn't dried up. The two of them reflected each other like a ghost fleeing from the underworld. She didn't care about the pain and broke out in a sweat Yiyang didn't care about the menacing sword-drawn guards around him, he clenched Yiyang's collar with both hands, and asked sharply: "If you are dissatisfied with my deceiving you, why not blame me! When did my husband do something wrong to you and you want to treat her like this?! Yes! She made the idea! But she also made it for me! In the final analysis, everything is my fault! Why did you torture her to death? !"

died?Ju Mengbai... is dead? !

Yiyang seemed to have fallen into an unfathomable, dark and bottomless abyss, at a loss and at a loss, regretful and annoyed, she opened her mouth and blurted out: "I didn't..."

"You don't have anything?! The first time I met you, I stood under the scorching sun until I fainted just because you hit the handboard! You have always been such a domineering and unreasonable temper, who doesn't follow your wishes , if you want her to give birth, she will give birth, and if you want her to die, she will not live until the next day! There is nothing you can't do! You... You noble people always like to play with people and kill people Treat it as a hand toy!"

The first time we met... the first time we met, Lu He also said the same thing to himself as today, but why is his heart hurting right now?

One word, one sentence, one word, one sentence, listened to the ears, squeezed into the heart, Coptis chinensis was smashed and chewed, and held in the mouth mouthful but not swallowed, bitterness, sadness, grievance, pain... all mixed together Together, they seep into the blood and bone marrow, flowing back and forth in the body, like needles, like thorns, like millennium ice, and like summer fire, it's hard to tell what it's like, but it makes people dare not Try it a second time.

"...In your eyes, this is the kind of person I am?" Yiyang couldn't feel the severe pain in his shoulders and back, he just stared at Lu He, his lips were bitten with deep and dense bloodstains.

Taohua's eyes glistened with water, and after being together for so long, Lu He could tell from the outside to the inside that she was sad, she was enduring the pain, and she was stubborn, but the hands holding her collar He refused to let go of any strength, and stretched out the red marks on the delicate neck.

Lu He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word: "Yes!"

Yes?

Yes.

good very good.

Yi Yang smiled, silently.At this moment, she has tasted it for the second time.

There are trees in the south, which cannot rest.

There are wandering girls in Han who can't ask for thought.

After that, it's true, it's impossible to think about it.