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On the seventh day of March in the 13th year of Chunyou, Zhuo Ligetu, the general of Xirong, led his army to invade Liangzhou. They fought fiercely all night, and the relationship between the Jin Dynasty and Xirong's neighbors broke down.

On the eighth day of March in the 13th year of Chunyou, Emperor Chunyou suddenly became seriously ill and could not afford to stay in bed.

On the ninth day of March in the 13th year of Chunyou, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace was involved in a matter of dislike of winning. Emperor Chunyou was angry and deposed him, leaving the position of crown prince vacant.

From the tenth day of March to the 13th of March in the 27th year of Chunyou, the city of Liangzhou was under siege. Qu Duo, the commander of the capital of Liangzhou, repeatedly asked the imperial court for help, but there was no reply.

Xirong, the desert snowfield.

Unlike the Central Plains, even in March, Xirong is still bitingly cold at night.

Ye Qiuniang was half lying on the couch reading a book, with a big cloak covering the quilt.

"Tat-tat-tat-tat" - the sound of fur boots slamming on the ground.

Ye Qiuniang looked at the reputation, straightened up with a flat smile, put down the scroll, opened her arms, and said softly: "There is still snow on the soles of the boots, run slowly, and be careful not to fall."

Naren Bainen tightly grasped an extremely gorgeous red flower in her small hand, threw herself into Ye Qiuniang's arms, and got into the warm quilt with her, with big bright and round eyes open: "It's so lively outside!" Yes, little aunt, why don't you go and have a look?"

The sound of singing, dancing and feasting, the blaze of the bonfire, laughing and playing, chasing and having fun, it is really lively.

But this bustling, sporadic, has nothing to do with me.

Ye Qiuniang didn't answer Na Ren, but stared at the red flower in her hand, her tone was already serious: "How many times have I told you?"

Na Ren didn't take it seriously, her eyes turned into crescent moons, and she giggled: "I'm just looking, I don't know how to eat it, so how could it be dangerous?"

The children of Xirong grew up in Xirong, and they are quite different from those in the Central Plains. They are bold and have a sense of bravery in their bones.

Ye Qiuniang smiled and shook her head: "Even so, holding it in your hand, accidentally touched it, and you put your finger in your mouth—what should I do?"

Naren's little head didn't think of this, and when he heard it, he panicked, and quickly threw the flower away, and kept rubbing it into Ye Qiuniang's warm arms, with a soft voice: "Little aunt, I'll be with you tonight." Are you sleeping well?"

"it is good."

Just came back from outside, her two little hands were very cold, Ye Qiuniang wrapped them in her big palm and rubbed them carefully.

Rubbing and rubbing, Na Ren quietly fell asleep, and a black shadow suddenly appeared on her head.

"Khan."

Jibu Chuhe faintly replied: "Yes."

Sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling down a corner of the quilt, she leaned closer to see if Na Ren was sleeping soundly.

As a result, Ye Qiuniang was within a short distance from her, and the smell of alcohol filled his nostrils, Ye Qiuniang frowned slightly.

Qi Muge was cooperating with Tuobayuan in the capital. The abolished prince had been relegated to Suzhou a few days ago. The emperor's life is not long. Whether the king of Lu is worthy of the important task is another matter. state city.

Jibu Chuhe's accession to the throne is short, so naturally she can't convince the crowd everywhere, and there are many obstacles to attacking the Jin Dynasty. Now Liangzhou City has consumed a lot of her mental and physical strength, and the voices of retreating from the Lord's Harmony have gradually increased in the past few days. On the surface indifferent and peaceful, but in fact has a lot of things on his mind.

"The centipede is dead but not stiff, Khan is a little impatient."

Jibu Chuhe tucked up the quilt for Na Ren, and sneered when he heard this, his eyes were cold and serious: "You still miss it after all."

"What do I worry about?" Ye Qiuniang was very calm, "Although Xi Rong is recharging his energy, the Jin Dynasty may not be idle. If you are dead, why don’t the courtiers go to Suzhou in person to send the abolished crown prince to please reply to the letter? On the other hand, Khan, wars are raging everywhere, so you can’t help but lead the army personally, but there are quite a few people who are thinking about your position.”

As soon as the words fell, the slender neck was held by one hand, and it was pressed back hard. Before he could recover, Ji Buchu and his stern face were tightly pressed against him. His voice was dull, but his words were in harmony with The smell of alcohol that filled her body was as pungent: "I'm not familiar with the white-eyed wolf, you expect me to die?!"

Ji Buchuhe's hands were very strong, and he couldn't loosen Ye Qiuniang's neck. Ye Qiuniang's face was flushed, and her hands were tightly clutching the quilt. She didn't know where the courage came from, but she could still laugh: "Spirit bird, I am Worrying about you."

Nose tip to nose tip, the distance is so close that even though the light is dim, Ye Qiuniang can still see Ji Bu Chuhe's shoulders trembling slightly for a while, and Ji Bu Chuhe only sees in Ye Qiuniang's eyes the tolerance and love that the elders used to have for the younger.

"Hmph—" Jibu Chuhe let go of his hands, straightened his clothes, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, "When my father was alive, he only regarded you as an old friend, and you never cared about my father. , He has been driving the crane west for a long time. Worried about me? What kind of mind are you doing?"

Xindu.

The illness came like a mountain, the emperor was ill for more than half a month, and the state affairs could not be taken care of by himself, and when the most taboo thing happened in the East Palace, he was deposed, so he had to appoint several ministers to assist the king of Lu in supervising the country. However, people with a discerning eye can see that the prince of the country is no longer the king of Lu.

Diagnosing the pulse and taking medicine, even expelling evil spirits and suppressing evil, the emperor's health is still getting worse day by day.

Although his mind is still clear, his limbs are soft, and even getting up from the bed is quite difficult, but he is not in a bad mood when he rests in the middle palace every day.

Concubine Ning came out from the central palace, met Yiyang who came to visit the emperor, and saluted gently: "Your Highness."

Yiyang never liked Concubine Ning, so he just responded from his nose: "Yeah."

Walking in front of her, I saw from the corner of my eye that she was not the same as before, her fingernails were not dyed with Danko, and she was pure and pink.

The object of disgust was searched in the East Palace, and the emperor suddenly fell ill. It was indisputable, but Yiyang naturally didn't believe that his kind and gentle brother would rush to do such a thing like killing his father and seizing the throne. They all insisted that the emperor was sick from overwork. Yiyang and Lu He discussed it together. Chi Liangjun quietly brought in a doctor in the middle of the night, and roughly told the doctor about his illness. The doctor pondered for a while, and replied that it was about Poisoning, slow onset of toxicity, easily undetectable.

Poisoning can only be cured by antidote. Who is the poisoner?

King Lu supervised the country and held great power, so she naturally couldn't investigate with great fanfare. Even if she was concerned about her brother, sister-in-law and Lin'an, even if she was worried about her father's health, she could only pretend to know nothing and act in a low-key manner.

Lu He handed in her resignation a few days ago, and hurried to Qianzhou to visit her family, so she also went to the palace to serve decoction for the emperor.

The emperor was lying on the couch, his cheeks sunken, and he was listless.

Yici was a few steps away from him, sitting by the desk, copying Buddhist scriptures by hand—naturally for Tang Ci and Rou Ke who were far away in Liangzhou, but only in the eyes of the emperor, she acted as if she was copying for him. , Yici knew what he was thinking, and was too lazy to argue.

Chunhua led them to Yiyang, and as always, after Yiyang entered the room, his eyes first fell on Yici's face.

Concubine Ning learned the charm of Yici, and whether she looks like or not depends entirely on people's hearts.

In the past, the emperor was still king in Qizhou, and he fell in love with Concubine Zhenshu who was a maid, and then gave birth to the prince and Yiyang.

Since replying to the capital, this is not the first time Yiyang has seen Yici, and he still feels from the bottom of his heart that his mother and concubine are really similar to Yici Guo, frowning and smiling, like twins, no wonder his father remembered Yici in his heart, almost He looked down on other women in the world, but married her mother and concubine as his wife.

Yiyang has a deep relationship with Concubine Zhenshu and Concubine Zhenshu, and Concubine Zhenshu left her early. The mother's position cannot be replaced by others.

Perhaps because of this reason, Yiyang always has a good impression of Yici from the bottom of his heart, and wants to get close to her.

Seeing that she was always staring at Yici, the emperor covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and said with a weak smile: "You child, you only care about your mother, and you have forgotten the etiquette?"

As a queen, Yici should call her queen mother, no matter the prince, King Lu, King Chen or Yiyang.

Looking at this face that was very similar to his own mother and concubine, Yiyang couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. After the emperor said, he looked away and only respectfully saluted Yici: "The queen is well."

To the emperor, Yici is full of hatred, but the others are innocent. Yici has been practicing Buddhism for more than ten years, and she has long been pure and ascetic. She doesn't care as much as Yiyang. Hearing her address like this, Seeing that the emperor looked a little displeased, he responded kindly, called Chunhua to bring cakes, and smiled slightly at Yiyang: "You didn't eat camellia cakes when you came here a few days ago, and I left some for you today. "

Like her mother and concubine, Yici usually likes to make some exquisite cakes. When Yiyang first came to Zhonggong, he ate a plate full of camellia cakes. Unexpectedly, Yici was so careful, she saw it in her eyes and kept it in her heart .

The pastries were placed on the table, and Yiyang simply sat beside Yici, took a piece in his hand, took a bite, his eyes wandered somewhere, and his voice was as soft as a mosquito: "Thank you."

Yici put down the brush and looked sideways at her, with a little love in her eyes.

More than ten years ago, when Yiyang was born, the title was determined by Emperor Kang Le together with her. Although she had never met, she grew up to such an old age in the blink of an eye. She couldn't help but think of Tang Ci, her eyes became more gentle, Muttering to himself: "Ah Yue also likes to eat camellia cake."

Yiyang was startled when he heard the words, and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Consolation words, and in front of the emperor, it is really inappropriate to say her identity.

Just in time, the decoction was ready, brought it over, Yiyang took it, walked to the side of the bed, filially and carefully fed the emperor the medicine.

The emperor drank the medicine, but his expression became more gloomy: "I drink the medicine every day, but I lose my complexion. What's the use of drinking it?"

Although he was talking to Yiyang, his eyes were fixed on Yici's face, full of greed and desire that could not be restrained at any time, like a wolf that has been hungry for most of its life staring at the animal he has been feeding for a long time Docile goat.

Poisoning is not sickness, and it is naturally useless.

Yiyang slandered in his heart, and comforted the emperor a few words. He didn't know whether it was because of the emperor's unrestrained eyes or the emperor's body, and his heart became more and more uneasy.

The emperor took a lunch break, and Yici and Yiyang walked out of the room.

The two were silent all the way, but Yiyang spoke first: "Do you have anything you want to take to Liangzhou? I can ask someone to take it."

Yici chuckled lightly: "Your father is under strict guard, don't say anything, and you are not allowed to take a word out. I know you have good intentions, but I don't want to burden you."

Yiyang could see that she missed Tangci very much, but she was telling the truth, so she had to give up.

After leaving the palace, as soon as Yiyang stepped into the princess mansion, Chi Liangjun hurried over with his back foot——

"Your Highness, something is wrong! Miss Wen was ambushed by King Lu's men on her way back to Beijing!"