The county horse is a medicine jar

Lin Sishen returned to the tent with a gloomy face, and sat down at the table without paying attention to Mo Zhu who was making the bed for her, sullen.

Mo Zhu stopped what he was doing, walked to her side, and looked at her face: "What's wrong, young master, are those people working together again to exclude young master?"

Lin Sishen was already used to being excluded by those people, and she readily accepted the punishment, but it wasn't these things that made her most angry, but that woman Shen Qinghou.

It is clear that Shen Qinghou, the wife of Mingmei, is marrying. She fought bloody battles on the front line. It is fine if Shen Qinghou hasn't written a letter of condolences to her for a year, but she actually wrote to Wen Xingren.

This is how angry she is.

Lin Sishen didn't want to say it at first, but now she was mad with anger, as if she had spilled a pot of vinegar in her heart, sour and wronged.So she didn't hold back, she pursed her lips and said quietly: "The princess wrote a secret letter to General Wen."

Mo Zhu was stunned, and reminded with a complicated expression: "Since it's a secret letter, how did you know about it?"

Lin Sishen threw the wooden box containing the ointment on the table, her fair face was as black as ink, and she said angrily, "If Lu Chang hadn't told me, I'm afraid I..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Zhu lowered his eyes and smiled.

Lin Sishen also reacted quickly, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Mo Zhu: "Mo Zhu, do you think Shen Qingwan deliberately asked Lu Chang to reveal it?"

Mo Zhu turned his back to her, and continued to tidy the bed: "Didn't you say before, that Vice General Lu might belong to the princess?"

Lin Sishen snorted coldly, and her jealousy became more and more intense: "Then what does she mean? She wrote to Wen Xingren and insisted on telling me."

Mo Zhu stood up and sighed softly, lowered his head and smiled with the corners of his lips raised, the young master didn't know whether he really didn't understand what the princess meant, or he was just pretending not to understand.

She pursed her lips and reminded: "How long has it been since you sent a letter to the capital?"

Lin Sishen was stunned when she heard the words, this year she led the Habayashi guards to fight against the Lao army almost every day, and rarely had time to sit quietly and write a letter to her family, let alone to Shen It's too late.

Except for the letter home with a few words written to Shen Qinghou in Lingxi City a year ago, she never wrote another letter home to Shen Qinghou.

Lin Sishen felt guilty for no reason. When she left the capital, she had told Shen Qinghou that when she got to the frontier, she would write letters home to her every day until she got tired of reading them.

Fortunately, I have written such a letter throughout the year, and it is just a cold sentence, don't read it when everything is fine.

A guilty conscience was a guilty conscience, but Lin Sishen quickly regained her confidence. She couldn't write a letter to her family, so she could find an excuse, for example, she was too busy.

But Shen Qingwan, she was much more leisurely than Lin Sishen, and it was much simpler than Lin Sishen to write a letter to send her greetings.

Lin Sishen lost his temper, and wrinkled his face and said quietly: "Then it's not that she didn't write to me, but she has time to write to Wen Xingren, and she doesn't even want to write a few words for me."

Mo Zhu complained for Shen Qinghou, she glanced at Lin Sishen, approached to take the wooden box on the table, opened it and looked twice: "Didn't the princess deliver medicine to the young master, and specifically asked Vice General Lu will take care of you, Young Master."

Lin Sishen lowered his head and said nothing, the light in his clear eyes flickered on and off, and he didn't know what to think.

Mo Zhu smiled faintly, grabbed her hand that was red from the cold, carefully applied the ointment on her, and said softly: "The medicines sent by Vice General Lu are all made from high-quality medicinal materials, princess It must have taken a lot of thought.”

Of course Lin Sishen knew that Shen Qinghou was still thinking about her, otherwise why would the first-class wound medicine be delivered in time every time she was injured.

The hands covered with the ointment soon warmed up, and Lin Sishen felt sweet and astringent in her heart. She looked down at her five fingers, opened them and clenched them tightly. After repeated several times, she raised her eyes to look at Mo Zhu.

"Mo Zhu, I have to find a chance to see what letter she wrote to Wen Xingren."

Mo Zhu's complexion changed, and he hurriedly said: "Young Master, stop messing around. It's not like you don't know that General Wen has always disliked you, Young Master. If you are accidentally caught by him, he may really punish you."

Lin Sishen made up her mind to peek at Shen Qinghou's letter to Wen Xingren, otherwise, her heart would feel like being scratched by a cat's paw, itchy and sore, she curled her lips into a smile, and a flash of light flashed in her dark eyes Sly light: "Don't worry, I won't be caught by him that easily."

That night Lin Sishen pretended to get up at night and sneaked outside Wen Xingren's camp, avoiding the night patrolling Huben army and hiding in the dark.

She figured out the time of day and night when Wen Xingren would go to the normal military camp, and after Wen Xingren walked out of the tent, she hit a sleepy soldier not far away with two stones, and waited until Wen Xingren walked out of the camp. When the two guards standing in front of the tent were distracted by the noise, they took the opportunity to sneak in.

There were piles of documents on the table, Lin Sishen didn't even glance at them, he went straight to the bed where Wen Xingren was resting, and after opening the square pillow, he saw a letter under it.

Lin Sishen's face froze, he gritted his teeth and said secretly: "This guy."

To actually put the letter written by Shen Qinghou under the pillow, it's really tiring to make people feel chills.Apparently Lin Sishen had forgotten that he carried Shen Qinghou's silk handkerchief on his chest all day long.

On the envelope, the four big characters of Brother Wen's letter were particularly conspicuous. Lin Sishen's mouth curled up and her heart felt sour again. After her chest heaved and took a few deep breaths, she hastily pulled out the letter paper and unfolded it.

She looked intently, but froze in place the next second.

I saw only a few words written on the paper: "Seeing the words is like meeting, everything is fine, don't read."

It is exactly the same as the letter that Lin Sishen wrote to Shen Qinghou back then, word for word.

Lin Sishen stared blankly at Shen Qinghou's handwriting on the paper, and a slight smile slowly appeared on his originally stiff expression.

She pursed her lips and lowered her eyes and smiled in a low voice, then breathed a sigh of relief, stuffed the letter back in a good mood, and slipped out of the camp without being noticed.

Even Lin Sishen, a fox like Shen Qinghou, guessed that she would peek at her letter, and deliberately wrote back the letter she wrote back home verbatim.

This letter from the capital was nominally addressed to Wen Xingren, but it was actually for Lin Sishen to read.

Lin Sishen, who had understood Shen Qinghou's intentions, walked briskly around the tents in front of her. When she returned to her own tent, she suddenly stopped and looked up at the full moon hanging above the sky. .

On the fair and delicate face, there is a light and gentle smile.

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At the same time, thousands of miles away in the General's Mansion in the capital city, a woman dressed in white, as graceful as a fairy, was standing in a quiet courtyard, raising her eyes to look at the same bright moon in the sky as if feeling something.

The thin lips hooked slightly, and he murmured softly: "Where is the Moonwatcher, the shadow of the wind is vaguely like last year."

As soon as the words fell, there was a soft sound outside the Liuguang Pavilion, as if someone stepped on a dead branch unintentionally, which instantly made the expression of the lonely and moon-watching Ruyu beauty go cold, and she looked sideways at the white wall beside her.

After a while, a man in black rose over the wall and landed not far from the woman.

The person who came was Meng Yange, who had disappeared for a long time. Her gaze slowly fell on Shen Qinghou, and when she met her clear eyes that contained no trace of warmth, she couldn't help but took another step back.

Obviously, he has been in contact with Shen Qinghou several times, but every time he sees this woman, Meng Yange can't help but feel a bone-chilling chill creeping down his back.

She coughed lightly to avoid Shen Qinghou's gaze, and on her flowery and jade-like face, she couldn't hide her fear: "Everything is done according to your order."

Shen Qinghou nodded, glanced over at the anxious Meng Yange, and lightly opened his lips and said: "If things are done properly, within three days, everything will be as you wish."

Meng Yange squinted at her and asked with a smile, "Are you so sure?"

Shen Qinghou curled his lips into a smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "As long as you do everything without leaking, then things will not change. You can just wait and see the good show."

The woman in front of her always seemed to have such a calm and unpredictable appearance. After looking at her for a while, Meng Yange said quietly, "Well, I hope the princess can fulfill her promise."

Shen Qinghou only glanced at her indifferently, then walked into the house.

After slowly stepping up the stone steps, Meng Yange behind her still hadn't left. She looked at Shen Qingwan's back with great interest, and suddenly said: "Actually, I just watched you outside for a long time, and I saw that You seem to have something on your mind."

Shen Qinghou paused, didn't look back, but replied lukewarmly: "Really?"

Meng Yange frowned slightly, and after pondering for a moment, a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face: "If I'm not mistaken, the way you looked just now, were you thinking about Mr. Lin?"

Shen Qinghou's back was thin and straight, she stood quietly on the stone steps, she did not answer Meng Yange's question, but there was a trace of displeasure on her cold face.

Standing with arms folded, Meng Yange looked at Shen Qinghou's back with a half-smile, squinted his eyes and said leisurely, "I haven't seen him for a year, such a handsome and gentle as jade, gentle and considerate Young master, it is really unforgettable."

Shen Qinghou tilted his head slightly, with no expression of joy or anger, but asked another question indifferently: "Really?"

In the same way, the last time he was careless and indifferent, but this time the calm tone made Meng Yange tremble uncontrollably, and his muscles tensed up.

Meng Yange couldn't help but took two steps back, and continued without fear of death: "Young Master Lin treats me pretty well, and it's only natural for me to miss him."

Shen Qinghou turned around slowly, a cold light flashed in her clear eyes, she slowly curled her lips into a soft smile: "It's a pity, after all, you and her are not fellow travelers."

Meng Yange raised her eyebrows, she could see that this calm woman would only show a trace of ordinary people's emotions when she mentioned Lin Sishen in front of her, so she deliberately provoked and tried: "How does the princess know me?" Are you not a fellow traveler with her?"

Shen Qinghou narrowed her eyes, opened her lips and asked softly, "You said she treated you well?"

A smile appeared on Meng Yange's face, she raised a strand of hair from her forehead, played with her fingertips, and said softly, "Be considerate and considerate."

The coldness in Shen Qinghou's eyes was fleeting, she flicked her sleeves lightly, and said lightly: "In this case, I will tell her when she comes back that there is a girl surnamed Meng who dreams of her and looks forward to interacting with her." Tell my heart."

Meng Yange looked at Shen Qinghou proudly, bowed his head and said: "If that's the case, then Yange will thank the princess first."

As soon as she lowered her head, there was a slight sound of piercing the air in front of her, and a sharp edge directly hit her right shoulder.

Meng Yange's expression changed, and he immediately turned over to hide, a silver needle beside her whizzed past her shoulder, nailed into the shadow wall behind her, and disappeared without a trace.

If the silver needle really hit Meng Yange, it would definitely pierce through her shoulder blade, Meng Yange was still in shock and hurriedly looked up at Shen Qingwan.

But in front of him, Shen Qinghou had walked into the house at some point, and with a flick of his sleeve, the door was suddenly closed, blocking Meng Yange out.

All that remained was the thin and cold voice that floated into Meng Yange's ears from the room.

"I think Miss Meng should go."

Meng Yange put his hand on his shoulder, took a breath and said secretly: "This woman is really scary."

In a blink of an eye, the three days that Shen Qinghou said arrived, and the foreigners hiding in the capital all focused on the same direction, which was the majestic palace city to the east.

The emperor did not show up this morning, not only that, the guards in the palace suddenly became extremely strict, the imperial physicians in the imperial doctor's workshop rushed to the emperor's bedroom one by one, their faces were disturbed and their steps were flustered, as if the sky was falling.

General Lin and a group of colleagues were still waiting for the emperor to arrive, but the eunuch who rushed over soon passed an order, telling them to go back to their mansion without urgent matters and not to go to court today.

Seeing the old eunuch's expression, General Lin suddenly felt that something was wrong. It must be something happened to the emperor, otherwise, according to his temperament, it is impossible not to come to court.

General Lin asked the old eunuch a few words, but the old eunuch kept silent about the emperor's affairs, and just asked him to go back and wait for orders before leaving in a hurry.

Not long after leaving the palace and returning to the mansion, someone came to the palace and announced the decree for Qingyang Princess Shen Qinghou to enter the palace to have an audience with the emperor.

Shen Qinghou didn't procrastinate, got on the carriage after receiving the order, and rushed to the palace.

Before leaving, General Lin invited her to the side and asked a few words, but Shen Qinghou didn't seem to want to reveal anything to him, but just let him relax, and followed the eunuch into the palace.

General Lin felt uneasy in his heart. Everything that happened in the palace seemed to indicate that the sky would change. The worst case would be that the holy dragon was not in good health, but he didn't know whether the emperor could hold on.

If the Holy Majesty really passed away, it would mean that the title of the country would be replaced by a new emperor, and the one most likely to ascend the throne would naturally be the crown prince who was born as the crown prince.

Recently, the relationship between General Lin and the crown prince is not good. Several times the crown prince called him to see him, but he said he was sick and disappeared.

Right now the frontier war is still at a stalemate, if the national funeral is really going to be held at this time, I'm afraid the Lao army will take the opportunity to attack back, and Lin Sishen is still on the frontier.

At this juncture, General Lin can only hope that the emperor is safe and sound.

General Lin, the first and the second eldest, walked around the gate of the mansion without eating or drinking all day long. None of the people he sent to inquire about the news came back, and he knew nothing about the situation in the palace. Can wait in vain for Shen Qinghou to come back, so as to get some useful news from her.

But Shen Qinghou, who entered the palace, did not come back that night. At the same time, the imperial guards in the palace were on guard, surrounding the entire imperial city tightly, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

General Lin waited restlessly for two full days, and then the news came from the palace that the emperor had summoned him.

At the same time he breathed a sigh of relief, General Lin became nervous again, he put on his imperial uniform and went to the palace to face the saint nervously.

After waiting for a full hour outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, General Lin was called in. As soon as he entered, he found many people standing in the room.

In addition to the head of the House of Internal Affairs who has been serving the emperor, the Ninth Prince Shen Qingwan, the second prince and the crown prince are also here.

Shen Qinghou stood beside the dragon bed and waited with lowered eyebrows. The emperor was lying on the dragon bed, his figure was covered by a heavy gold veil, and it was impossible to tell whether he was safe or not.

The Ninth Prince frowned solemnly, with a worried look on his face, and so did the second prince standing beside him.

Only the prince had a pale face, kneeling on the ground and shivering.

Before General Lin knelt down to pay his respects, the emperor's weak voice came from the dragon couch: "Lin Aiqing, don't be too polite."

General Lin took a step forward and was about to speak, but Shen Qinghou, who had been hanging his head, suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, and shook his head slightly.

General Lin, who understood immediately, let out a sigh of relief, retreated to the side of Ninth Prince, bowed his head and said nothing.

After standing for a long time, the emperor suddenly asked, "Wu'er, is everyone here?"

Shen Qinghou's face was cold, and he lowered his head and said, "Report to Uncle Huang, everyone who should come has come."

The emperor was silent for a while, and then said coldly: "The prince is here too?"

The trembling prince hurriedly knelt and crawled closer, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly, "Father...Father, my son is here."

The old emperor coughed lightly, gasped and said, "Okay, since you're here, I'll settle the accounts with you for these two days."

Before the old emperor could start to settle the accounts, the prince was so frightened that he burst into tears. He climbed to the side of the dragon couch and kowtowed heavily and mourned: "Father, I am wronged. The son-in-law didn't dare to poison the emperor, the father must have someone framed the son-in-law."

After hearing what the crown prince said, General Lin at the side finally understood. He gasped and looked at the crown prince in disbelief.

Then, from the prince's confession, General Lin knew that the prince had been secretly refining the elixir for the emperor to preserve beauty and prolong life.

The emperor has been taking the pill for several years, and nothing has happened to it, but the emperor just took the new pill sent by the prince a few days ago, and immediately vomited blood and passed out.

Numerous imperial physicians checked his pulse, but none of them could tell what was wrong. Later, the second prince recommended Qingyang Princess, who is proficient in medical science, into the palace, and she and all the imperial physicians healed the emperor.

Under the reminder of Princess Qingyang, the imperial physicians finally discovered that the emperor did not fall ill suddenly, but was poisoned.

As for where the poison came from, the princess and the imperial physicians checked the things that the emperor had taken that day, and found that the poison came from the elixir that the prince gave to the emperor.

And then everyone discovered that the so-called elixir that can preserve beauty and prolong life was actually mixed with poisonous human blood.

When the elixir was brought into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, it had been examined by the imperial physician, and some eunuchs had also taken it. At that time, no abnormalities were found, but when the emperor took the elixir, it suddenly became poisonous.

Now that the matter has come to this point, the culprit is self-evident, and naturally it is the prince.

As long as the emperor dies, he will be able to inherit the great rule in a legitimate way. Only he can really benefit directly from the emperor's death.

What's more, the elixir was refined by the crown prince's supervision, although the imperial physicians didn't know how the elixir changed from a panacea that prolongs life to a poison that kills people in just three days.

But these seem to be something later, because the most important thing right now is to deal with the culprit, Prince Donggong.

The emperor's attitude was already obvious. He was sure that the prince wanted to poison him to inherit the throne, but the prince was still dying. He even pulled the second prince out and sharply accused him of being the one who framed him.

Over the years, the emperor has tolerated the prince again and again, simply because the prince enshrined the so-called elixir to him. Now that the elixir has become poison, his tolerance for the prince has reached its limit.

He didn't even want to listen to the crown prince's explanation. Before Spring Hunting was assassinated, all signs pointed to the crown prince.But the emperor has been secretly sending people to investigate, and found that the prince may indeed be framed, so he has been hiding it.

Suspicion accumulated in the past, and it was vented today.

The old emperor was so angry that he coughed up blood, and immediately decreed to abolish the position of the crown prince and crown prince, and put him on death row. After his own death, the new emperor ordered him to be executed.

Under the horrified and desperate eyes of the prince, the old emperor slowly opened the gauze curtain, and with the support of Shen Qinghou, looked down at him from above, and said coldly: "Don't you expect me to die? Well, then I will die." I want you to look forward to my life in the future. You will live as long as I live, and as long as I die, you have to die with me."

After being dragged down by the Imperial Forest Army, the prince's cry of grievances still echoed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation for a long time, and even the battle-tested General Lin couldn't help trembling all over.

The old emperor's face was gloomy and gloomy. After the crown prince was dealt with, he walked up to the second prince, looked at the smile that could not help appearing on the corner of the second prince's lips, and said with a sinister smile: "I still have time, the prince of the crown prince." Don't be in a hurry."

The second prince's expression froze, he knelt down on the ground immediately, and shouted: "Father, the emperor's life is as long as the sky, I dare not think about it."

After warning the second prince, the old emperor turned his gaze to General Lin, who was dripping with cold sweat from the corners of his drooping forehead.

The old emperor squinted at General Lin, with a smile on his face, he raised his hand and patted General Lin on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Lin Aiqing, I heard that your son has made great achievements many times, not bad, you The son I raised is better than mine."

General Lin swallowed his saliva when he heard the words, and hurriedly knelt down and said that the emperor blessed Lin Sishen.

The old emperor coughed a few more times, waved his hands weakly and said, "Wu'er will stay in the palace to take care of me for a few days, I'm a little tired, please step back."

After everyone left, Shen Qinghou helped the old emperor sit on the dragon couch, she lowered her eyebrows and said respectfully: "Uncle Emperor, I still want to find out what kind of poison is in the elixir, so as to avoid the crown prince being wronged. "

The old emperor's expression softened, and he said softly: "Wu'er, you have worked hard these few days, you just follow me and take care of me, let others look into the matter of the elixir."

Shen Qinghou's eyes narrowed, and she responded.

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