I was a princess in ancient times

When King Jia raised his head again, the complex and intense emotions in his eyes had disappeared, leaving only a faint mirth and admiration for Emperor Yanguang.

Emperor Yanguang felt that among the people he met these days, only Concubine De, Su Xian and King Jia made him the happiest.

So King Jia stared at him eagerly, and when he asked to accompany him to have a meal, Emperor Yanguang reluctantly agreed, and asked the eunuch Liang who was standing in the corner to deliver the meal.

After all, his patience with his son was limited, and he quickly turned his attention back to Concubine De and Su Xian, completely ignoring that King Jia was still present, and the content of his words became more and more explicit.

Compared with the charming, soft and considerate Su Xian, he prefers to make the usually indifferent and reserved Concubine De show a different expression, deliberately implying that Concubine De Jia is still there when he touches Concubine De.

Concubine De, as the concubine who had been favored the longest in the harem, naturally knew what to do to make Emperor Yanguang more and more interested.

The more embarrassed her expression was, the clearer her heart became. The tacit understanding with Su Xian coaxed Emperor Yanguang to be more and more reluctant to let them go.

King Jia lowered his head and pretended that he didn't exist, his mind was full of all the things that happened after he came to the palace.

He already knew that Emperor Yanguang regarded the person who received the red jade bead string as a 'medicine'. He originally thought that Emperor Yanguang would use the 'medicine' in four months, and he still had time to look for opportunities to make calculations.

Thinking that the four months might just be a deliberate trick set up by Emperor Yanguang, King Jia really couldn't help but feel anxious.

Ji Jingyu, Ji Xinxue, and Yu Heng all wore strings of red jade beads.

them……

Even if it is true that there are still four months before Emperor Yanguang intends to use the 'medicine', the chance that Emperor Yanguang will change his mind due to a sudden change in his physical condition, or move the selected 'medicine' elsewhere in advance cannot be ignored. thoughts.

If it's the latter, Ji Xinxue's true gender will become a reminder for the entire Prince Jia's Mansion.

Jia Wang touched Guangxiu quietly.

There is a triangular oiled paper bag inside, which is...he can have dinner with Emperor Yanguang later.

Want to use it?

Do you really want to use it now?

King Jia hesitated.

It is not a secret that Emperor Yanguang's preferred heir is King Li. Not only Concubine De knows it, but the Queen and King Li know it as well as Mo Yao and Bai Qianli. Even some courtiers can guess what Emperor Yanguang is thinking.

If Emperor Yanguang died suddenly, Mo Yao and Bai Qianli would definitely follow Emperor Yanguang's wishes and support King Li to ascend to the throne.

He will bury ten years of hard work with his own hands.

"Linyuan?" Su Xian wanted to push King Jia's shoulder but was held by Emperor Yanguang. He raised his foot and put his foot on King Jia's chest, and said with a sneer, "What is that idiot thinking, so engrossed?"

King Jia suddenly came back to his senses, raised his head with sweat on his face, with a foolish smile on his lips, "I'm thinking about the food that Aye gave my son, it feels like a dream."

"Hahahahaha!" Emperor Yanguang laughed, "It's just three thousand households, I'll add another five hundred households for you, go and ask Bai Qianli to add it to him."

The eunuch in the corner of the room should be kneeling on the ground, and quietly walked out of the hall.

King Jia's heart sank completely.

Today's Emperor Yanguang is so easy to coax.

But no matter how he coaxed Emperor Yanguang, Emperor Yanguang never thought of giving him rewards other than food.

Even if there are more restaurants from Jiazhou, what good will it do him?

Not long after, the court lady lowered her eyebrows and told Emperor Yanguang that the meal was ready, and invited Emperor Yanguang to eat.

Emperor Yanguang responded happily, seeing that King Jia took the initiative to put on shoes for him, he rubbed King Jia's head before getting up, with a casual attitude, it really didn't seem like he was treating people.

Concubine De was grabbed by the hem of the skirt by King Jia, and she did not get up with Emperor Yanguang by arranging her clothes. She watched with cold eyes that Emperor Yanguang was holding Su Xian, who was softly speaking, and left first.

When King Jia got up, he staggered forward because he had knelt for too long, and the eunuch who trotted over helped him in time so he didn't fall down.

He sat down on the ground and asked the eunuch to beat his legs for him. He raised his head and said to Concubine De, "My son had a good dream yesterday. After waking up, he vaguely felt that something big would happen today. I didn't expect it to be such a happy event. There is such a dream. The illusion of not waking up, I am afraid that after the dream, the happy event will become..."

Before he could finish speaking, King Jia had a disgruntled expression on his face, "Bah! It must be a happy event!"

Concubine De smiled, and said casually, "No matter how old you are, you still can't hold your breath, and I'm not afraid of your jokes, Aye."

"How dare I speculate on Aye's thoughts at will?" Jian Jiawang's expression gradually became shy, "I just need to keep in mind Aye's kindness to me, pray for Aye at all times, and hope that Ayeford will live a long life."

"I hope that there are gods and Buddhas who will be moved by your sincerity." Concubine De straightened her robe and stood up, stretched out her arms in the direction of King Jia, motioning for King Jia to help her to a place to eat.

The dining place was in the side hall, Concubine De and King Jia were led to different tables after entering.

The two were not surprised. Since Emperor Yanguang ascended the throne, the rule of having meals with Emperor Yanguang is one person per table, which has not changed for more than 20 years.

Su Xian, who had accompanied Emperor Yanguang earlier, was not by Emperor Yanguang's side, but at another small table.

After Concubine De took her seat, King Jia took the initiative to walk in front of Emperor Yanguang, and looked at Emperor Yanguang expectantly, "Aye, shall I serve you a meal?"

Emperor Yanguang immediately shook his head, "No need."

King Jia showed disappointment but didn't bother, and went to serve Concubine De for dinner. Su Xian seemed to feel that eating alone was boring, so she also went to Concubine De and King Jia.

Not long after, bursts of laughter came from over there, causing Emperor Yanguang to look over frequently.

According to the rules of Emperor Yanguang, no matter how many tables are served in his palace, the dishes on each table will not be repeated.

He suddenly felt that the cakes on Defei's table seemed to be more delicious, and he couldn't help feeling dissatisfied with the palace servants who served them, and said in a deep voice, "Miao Er, bring me the cakes you ate."

Concubine De replied loudly, "The concubine is here!"

With the help of the table and Su Xian's cover, she scratched the film behind her little nails, put everything on her index finger and thumb, and carefully selected a light yellow pastry and held it in her hand.

Walking to Emperor Yanguang's side, Concubine De blessed her lower body, opened her mouth to bite half of the pastry, and the pastry that was only as big as a knuckle lost two-thirds of it.

Before Emperor Yanguang could speak, Concubine De bent over with a smile, and when she looked up at Emperor Yanguang, there was a smile on her lips, but a tear ran down her face silently, "How long has it been since the concubine served His Majesty? I even forgot how much to eat for snacks first."

Emperor Yanguang raised his hand to cover Concubine De's face, with a rare warmth in his heart, he said softly, "As long as it is a snack presented to me by you, it doesn't matter even if it has no taste."

When Concubine De heard this, the smile on her face suddenly became brighter, and she raised her hand to hand the remaining cakes to Emperor Yanguang's mouth.

Feeling Emperor Yanguang's lips and tongue touching her fingers, Concubine De didn't withdraw her hand but lowered her head into Emperor Yanguang's arms, "Sister and Linyuan are still here."

Emperor Yanguang almost forgot the last time he saw Concubine De look like this, he clasped De Concubine's waist with his backhand, grabbed the wrist where Concubine De was feeding him pastry with his other hand, and deliberately licked De Concubine one by one. Concubine's finger, "Huh? What's wrong with them?"

Concubine De blushed and buried her head in Emperor Yanguang's chest, "Your Majesty."

Su Xian looked at the situation over there, and raised her hand to support the golden dragonfly on her head, with her fingertips just sticking to the dragonfly's head, and got up to 'compete' with Concubine De.

King Jia's eyes gradually became numb when he heard the sound of fingers chattering not far away.

This was the first time he saw Emperor Yanguang and his concubines in close contact. It turned out that the moody Emperor Yanguang was so... unsightly in front of women.

Emperor Yanguang was full with his fingers. Fortunately, the Su sisters were considerate, and the Yingsong and Yanyu served dishes for Emperor Yanguang and coaxed him to eat a lot, so that Emperor Yanguang's meal would not be in vain. eat.

In the end, the dishes on the table in front of Emperor Yanguang were not enough for three people, so Emperor Yanguang asked the eunuch to move the two tables of dishes that had not been touched to him.

Satisfied with wine and food, Emperor Yanguang immediately turned his face, no matter how much the beauty and his son begged, he would not stay with them for a moment longer.

Let Mo Yao personally send them out, even if it is to show them face.

Mo Yao only sent the three of them outside the inner palace, and said calmly, "Congratulations, Your Majesty."

"Tongxi, General, hurry back, Aye can't leave you." King Jia smiled, and didn't say a few words to Mo Yao as usual.

Mo Yao never noticed that King Jia would talk to him on purpose, nor did he feel that there was anything wrong with King Jia's indifference at this time, so he nodded, turned and left.

There was no intention of being polite to King Jia, or standing at the gate of the inner palace, waiting for King Jia and others to leave first.

King Jia followed Concubine De and Su Xian back to Concubine De's palace.

The princess greeted her with a happy face, "Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Ji Minyan, Ji Mingtong and Ji Baoshan also had smiles on their faces, "Congratulations Aye!"

After King Jia entered the inner palace, the inner palace sent out two imperial edicts.

The first imperial decree added [-] households to King Jia, and the second imperial decree added [-] households to King Jia.

King Jia nodded with a smile on his face, pointed at his daughters and said, "When you get married, I will give each of you five hundred households as dowry."

For him, it is a pity that the food in the poor and remote towns is tasteless and discarded, but it is a great face to his daughters who have neither land nor title.

Even if Shiyi cannot be gifted as a gift, he and Jingyu can still send the future of Shiyi to his daughters on time.

The smile on Wang Hao's face froze, and she was full of conflicts of wanting to ask but not daring to ask.

Others don't have the princess' complex thoughts.

Concubine De and Su Xian also looked down on the good-looking food town far away in Jiazhou, and King Jia didn't give anything to outsiders, so they didn't feel sorry for it.

Ji Minyan was at the age when she was discussing marriage, and she already understood what five hundred households meant to her.

She knew that the princess would be unhappy because of this, and she also felt the real gaze on her back, but she deliberately moved her steps to hide behind the concubine De, avoiding the hand that the concubine wanted to hold her just right.

In contrast, Ji Mingtong and Ji Baoshan's idea is much simpler, Aye wants to give them a valuable dowry.Happy event, how could you be unhappy?

King Jia didn't bother to pay attention to the concubine, and patiently talked with his daughters. Seeing the panic-stricken daughters at the beginning, they all felt at ease, and ordered people to go to his palace to pass word to the people living there to report their safety, and then followed Concubine De and Su Xian, who had been waiting for a long time, went to the Nuan Pavilion alone to talk.

After entering the Nuan Pavilion, with trusted palace guards guarding the doors and windows, King Jia took out an undamaged triangular oiled paper bag from his sleeve pocket with a wry smile.

It was extremely difficult to make a choice, but now that the dust has settled, King Jia can only feel rejoicing.

Today is his only chance.

If Concubine De and Su Xian hadn't been summoned, even if he was lucky enough to meet Emperor Yanguang who happened to be in a good mood, he would have no chance to coax Emperor Yanguang to eat the contents of the oiled paper bag without revealing himself.

Songnian walked over quietly carrying the brazier, he opened the oil paper package to reveal the nearly white light yellow fine powder inside, and spread the oil paper on the brazier.

Then he opened the jar on the other hand, poured the oil in the jar into the basin, and kept stirring the oil in the basin with a small wooden stick until the fine powder was completely dissolved in the oil, then threw the small wooden stick into the brazier, picked up The fire pocket around his waist and the rice paper covered with handwriting were handed to King Jia.

King Jia personally ignited the blessing scriptures copied for Emperor Yanguang with a fire pocket, and threw them into the brazier without hesitation.

The brazier burst into flames so high that it almost touched Jiawang's clothes, but Jiawang didn't take half a step back, looking fixedly at the burning brazier.

Song Nian walked up to Concubine De and Su Xian with the still heavy jar, accompanied by his aunts holding empty braziers, washbasins, and warm water basins.

After the first aunt put down the brazier, she took out a wooden box from her bosom, took out a gold hairpin that was exactly the same as the gold dragonfly hairpin on Su Xian's head to replace the hairpin on Su Xian's head, and directly put the golden dragonfly hairpin on Su Xian's head Put the dragonfly hairpin into the empty brazier.

Song Nian lifted the jar to wash the hands of Concubine De and Concubine Su in turn, and it took two more braziers to drain the oil in the jar.

Concubine De and Su Xian put their hands in dry powder and warm water in turn to wash the oil stains on their hands. Auntie took a soft brush and a wooden stick as thin as cow hair to carefully clean up the traces of dry powder left on the nails of Concubine De and Su Xian.

Because De Fei hid the dry powder in her nails, she was more careful than Su Xian when washing her hands. It took two times of dry powder to completely remove the oil stains on her hands, and her skin was therefore extraordinarily fragile.

When the aunt was handling the dry powder in Concubine De's fingernails, she accidentally scratched the skin between Concubine De's nails, her expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly knelt on the ground, "Mother, this..."

She is Concubine De's confidant, so she can probably guess why Concubine De has to clean her nails in such a strange and solemn way.

What if there are wounds on the nails that arouse others' suspicion?

Concubine De glanced at the wound, and said coldly, "Don't panic, continue."

Infected by Concubine De's calmness, Aunt kowtowed and gradually regained her composure. She cleaned up the remaining nails for Concubine De with a more careful attitude. Dare to blink, and finally successfully cleaned up De Fei's remaining nails.

After cleaning the nails of Concubine De and Su Xian, the flames in the three braziers gradually became smaller. Only Songnian and the aunt who cleaned the nails of Concubine De and Su Xian were the only servants in the warm cabinet. corner.

First pull out the already black golden hairpin, and then put the rice paper filled with prayer scriptures into the brazier one by one to ensure that paper ashes will be left when the brazier is completely extinguished.

Su Xian was worried about King Jia who was standing still, so she gave Concubine De a wink.

Concubine De deliberately went to serve the tea on the narrow table and did not look at Su Xian.

There is no one in the world who loves his son more than Ah Xian.

He has already made his wish, so what else?

No matter what the ending is, it is the path Ji Linyuan chooses.

"Linyuan?" Su Xian got up and walked around in front of King Jia, with unbearable expression in her eyes, "If you are unhappy in your heart, tell your aunt, it will make you feel better when you say it."

King Jia came back to his senses, and said softly, "Auntie, I'm not reconciled."

Before Su Xian could speak, Jia Wang's voice suddenly became firm, "But I don't regret it."

I don't regret planning for that position for more than ten years, but at the last moment, I didn't bet on that position, but bet on myself and the people who depended on him.

Even if he made a wrong bet, he would just lose something that never belonged to him.

After Concubine De and the others left, Emperor Yanguang sat alone in the side hall that suddenly became cold and silent for a long while, until he saw Mo Yao turn back before asking, "They left?"

Mo Yao nodded, and repeated what King Jia said to him at the gate of the inner palace.

"He really has filial piety, but it's a pity that he grew up in the hands of the Su sisters. After all, he lacked some knowledge and couldn't bear the responsibility." Emperor Yanguang's eyes became more and more regretful.

Why did the Empress choose the elm that was King Li and not tie King Jia by her side?

"The empress mentioned this matter, you pity the concubine de concubine and empress Su concubine that it is not easy to raise King Jia, so you did not agree." Eunuch Liang replied in a low voice.

Only then did Emperor Yanguang realize that he had unknowingly spoken out what was in his heart.

His face changed suddenly, he picked up the jug on the table and threw it on Eunuch Liang's head, shouting angrily, "Presumptuous!"

Eunuch Liang couldn't think of why Emperor Yanguang would be angry suddenly, but he was afraid that Emperor Yanguang would be even more angry if he couldn't hit him, so he instinctively aimed at the place where the flagon fell, and caught the flagon dangerously, "I know I was wrong I will ask the sage to appease his anger."

Emperor Yanguang stared at Eunuch Liang with an ugly face for a while, thinking that there was no one around who could replace Eunuch Liang, so he ordered someone to beat Eunuch Liang five times with a cane, and then walked away.

The queen has already locked King Li, but she still wants to circle King Jia?

dream!

Emperor Yanguang did not go back to his bedroom, but went to the study room that he had hardly set foot in since he came to the Lieshan Palace.

In addition to Emperor Yanguang's imperial case, there is also a small table that is only one-fifth the size of the imperial case. Bai Qianli is at the small table to approve the memorial for Emperor Yanguang.

Seeing Emperor Yanguang, Bai Qianli immediately got up and knelt on the ground, "Saint."

Emperor Yanguang snorted, walked straight past Bai Qianli, and sat down behind his private case, "Is there anyone dishonest recently?"

Bai Qianli knelt on the ground and turned around, and said respectfully, "I am going to report back to Your Majesty, the junction of the southern part of Jiannan Road and the western part of Lingnan Road is very uneven, and the various ministries that originally belonged to Nanzhao are changing frequently. In addition, the northern part of Guannei Road and Longyou Road are also ..."

Before she finished speaking, Emperor Yanguang lost his patience, "Okay, don't talk to me about these troubles, you just need to tell me whether Chang'an is stable and whether there is any change in the capital."

Bai Qianli changed his words from the good side and answered the doubts for Emperor Yanguang, "Fangzhou Wei, Tongzhou Wei, Huazhou Wei, Qizhou Wei and Binzhou Wei have completely taken over the garrison of Chang'an and the Chang'an Palace. Leaving with Jinwuwei will be affected, Gyeonggi..."

'Bang! '

The crisp sound of the teacup hitting the table interrupted Bai Qianli's words again.

There was an eerie silence in the study.

Emperor Yanguang didn't want to get angry with Bai Qianli. Although he was harsh by nature, he was always tolerant to useful people. In his eyes, the most useful people were Mo Yao and Bai Qianli, so he didn't reprimand Bai Qianli even though he was angry.

He and Jin Wuwei left Chang'an, how could it not have any impact on Chang'an?

Emperor Yanguang barely endured the inexplicable anxiety in his heart, and he decided to say something that would make him feel better, "How is Cui Shi these days?"

Eunuch Liang, who had already been punished, said weakly, "Master Yuanming is personally taking care of Cui Shi's body. In five days at most, Cui Shi can be used as medicine."

"Five days" Emperor Yanguang leaned back on his chair weakly, his eyes gradually blurred.

He felt uncomfortable in his chest.

As early as a long time ago, Emperor Yanguang would have this feeling.

Whenever this happened, he was very anxious and couldn't help finding faults everywhere to vent his boredom.

Since two months ago, the chest discomfort has become more and more intense, but Emperor Yanguang has gradually learned to tolerate this discomfort, he does not want others to notice his fatigue, not even Mo Jie and Bai Qianli.

Feeling the unprecedented pain in his chest, Emperor Yanguang felt great fear in his heart.

No, he can't wait five days later!

He is sick and must take medicine immediately!

"Let Yuanming boil the medicine for me immediately!" Emperor Yanguang squeezed these words through his teeth.

Realizing that Mo Yao wanted to raise his head, Emperor Yanguang picked up the inkstone on the imperial case and threw it over without thinking, "Low your head, don't look at me!"

Mo Yao bowed his head obediently, and reminded Emperor Yanguang, "Master Yuanming said that the most auspicious day for brewing medicine is one hundred and eight days later, and the nearest auspicious day for making medicine is five days later. If the time is changed, the effect of the medicine may be reduced." insufficient."

The prescription presented by the monk has a total of two main ingredients.

The main medicine of Yiwei is the good concubine of Emperor Yanguang who was born in the horoscope, and the auxiliary medicine is the concubines of different ages born in the same month.

These people are 'Rui Qi'.

The other main medicine is the Taixue students who were given red jade beads. Except for Ji Liu and Ji Xinxue, these two people who almost became the medicine many years ago, the others are the eldest sons of the clan.

They are 'extravagant'.

The monk needs to judge whether the efficacy of the medicine is enough according to the color and change of the medicine soup when boiling the medicine. If the medicine effect is not enough, more auxiliary medicine should be added.

People from other "schools" of Taixue, including King Xiang, King Jia and King Li, can all be adjuvants.

Emperor Yanguang did not speak.

Everyone present did not dare to raise their heads, they knelt silently on the ground and waited for Emperor Yanguang to think clearly.

If someone is willing to look up at this time, they will find that Emperor Yanguang has closed his eyes and slumped on the chair and fell into a coma.

Emperor Yanguang woke up very quickly. After he opened his eyelids, he waited blankly for his dim eyes to focus, and looked around for no reason.

Why is he not in the bedroom but in the study, is he dreaming?

While contemplating, Emperor Yanguang remembered that he had summoned many people today, including the students from the Taixue, the unworthy little thing in Liulang's mansion, the Su sisters and King Jia.

and then?

He found the high-spirited feeling in the Su sisters and Jia Wang, and suddenly became interested and came to the study... He passed out!

Emperor Yanguang put his trembling palms on his chest, he felt dense pain, how could there be such severe pain in the world?

He can't die, he needs to take medicine!

"Quick! Let Yuanming boil medicine for me immediately!" Emperor Yanguang thought he was yelling hoarsely, but in fact he only made a weaker voice than ordinary people.

But everyone had long been accustomed to Emperor Yanguang's weakness, and didn't notice anything amiss.

It was still Mo Yao who spoke, "Master Yuanming said that the best time to boil medicine is at noon, what do you think the saint will start at noon tomorrow?"

No!Get started now!

Emperor Yanguang became weaker and weaker, although he opened his mouth but did not make any sound.

What's going on here?Come see what's wrong with me!

idiot!

Why don't you look at me? !

Please look at me!

Emperor Yanguang's gaze changed from panic to anger, and finally to despair.

Mo Yao didn't get a response from Emperor Yanguang, so he asked again, "The sage wants Master Mingyuan to start boiling medicine at noon tomorrow?"

This time Mo Yao only waited for two breaths before getting up with a kowtow, and left the study with his head down.

The medicine will be boiled at noon tomorrow, and all the 'principal medicine' and 'auxiliary medicine' must be done well tonight. Time is tight and there is no room for delay.

The others kept bowing their heads and knelt on the ground, fearing that Emperor Yanguang would catch any dishonest actions and make Emperor Yanguang furious.

After an unknown amount of time, Bai Qianli, whose legs were numb, vaguely felt that something was wrong, quietly raised his head and glanced at Emperor Yanguang's faintly purple, swollen face, "Saint?!"

She immediately got up, and while striding towards Emperor Yanguang, she ordered calmly, "Doctor Xuan, go find Mo Yao and come back."

The silent inner palace suddenly became chaotic.

Mo Yao, who was presiding over the "grabbing the medicine", was surprised to hear that Emperor Yanguang had been poisoned, and immediately rushed back to the inner palace. Other emotions finally appeared on his usually expressionless face.

It's extreme anger, grief, and imperceptible bewilderment.

He had known for a long time that Emperor Yanguang's health was deteriorating, and even vaguely felt that Monk Mingyuan was a liar, and the prescriptions he provided would not have a significant effect, but he never thought that Emperor Yanguang's life would suddenly hang by a thread.

After standing in front of Emperor Yanguang's bed in silence for a while, Mo Yao ordered people to seal off the inner palace, detain all the people that Emperor Yanguang came into contact with today, and seal up the items and hand them over to the imperial physician for drug testing.

Bai Qianli was silent for a while in the corner, then walked to Mo Yao, "Do you want to call King Li to come?"

Based on Emperor Yanguang's physical condition and the degree of poisoning, they all knew that Emperor Yanguang would most likely not be able to survive this test. King Li is Emperor Yanguang's favorite successor, so there is nothing wrong with sending Emperor Yanguang on his last journey. .

If it wasn't for the safety of the inner palace in Mo Yao's hands, even if a mouse came in, Mo Yao would have to nod his head, Bai Qianli would have called the courtiers and King Li to the inner palace as usual... to send Emperor Yanguang on his last journey.

Mo Yao turned his head abruptly, staring fiercely at Bai Qianli, who was half a head shorter than him, with bloodshot eyes, like a lone wolf who had gone mad, but his tone was extremely restrained, "The saint doesn't like him."

Frightened by Mo Yao's gaze, Bai Qianli took two steps back but refused to compromise easily, "Could it be that the saint left alone?"

Mo Yao was silent for a while, closed his scarlet eyes, and said softly, "I'll send someone to call King Jia, if... let him wear a shroud for the saint."

"Are you crazy?!"

Bai Qianli never expected that Mo Yao would say that, if she was not sure that Mo Yao would not do anything against Emperor Yanguang's wishes, she would even wonder if Mo Yao had been bought by King Jia.

Ask King Jia to wear a shroud for the saint?

How is this different from saying in front of the courtiers that the sage's preferred heir is King Jia!

"Do you still remember who the saint's preferred successor is?" Bai Qianli looked at Mo Yao coldly.

Mo Yao looked back at Bai Qianli with the same indifferent eyes, "I remember, it's King Li."

He is willing to obey Emperor Yanguang's wishes, support King Li to inherit the throne, and there is no conflict with not allowing King Li to have only the last time left in Emperor Yanguang, and to be an eyesore in front of Emperor Yanguang.

Letting the sage go his way is Mo Yao's only code of conduct.

The reason why he didn't allow King Li to stay by Emperor Yanguang's side but wanted King Jia to put on Emperor Yanguang's shroud was very simple.

The sage likes King Jia, but not King Li.

That's it.

The two broke up unhappy, Bai Qianli forbade Mo Yao to call King Jia to come, and never mentioned to let King Li come.

They stood at the head and end of Emperor Yanguang's bed respectively, looking at Emperor Yanguang who was ugly due to poisoning without blinking.

After the third watch, the person on the bed finally moved.

Emperor Yanguang looked blankly at the bed curtain, he seemed to have had a dream, in which he saw Aye, Aniang, Axiong and... that person.

The family of four lived happily together and never mentioned him, as if they had long forgotten his existence.

Muddy water drops flowed down the corners of Emperor Yanguang's eyes.

Mo Yao and Bai Qianli knelt beside Emperor Yanguang's bed side by side, "Your Majesty?"

The call of the two brought Emperor Yanguang back to his senses suddenly, he turned his head to look at Mo Yao and Bai Qianli, the blankness in his eyes faded away, and the memory before he lost consciousness became clearer.

There was hostility in Emperor Yanguang's eyes, and he raised his hand to slap Mo Yao's face.

Shock flashed in Mo Yao's eyes, tears flowed down his eyes unconsciously, and he raised his hand to cover the palm of Emperor Yanguang's touching his face, "Saint?"

Emperor Yanguang, who had lost all his strength, had no intention of caring about Mo Yao's misunderstanding of him, and he was falling into an unprecedented panic.

Why couldn't he break free from Mo Yao's hand?

why? !

Is this powerlessness the feeling of dying?

What about his medicine?

"Medicine!" Emperor Yanguang broke through the weakness in his throat with his desire for survival.

Mo Yao said in a deep voice, "The imperial doctor said that you have poisoned your lungs, and it's too late..."

He didn't have the heart to finish speaking.

The imperial doctor said that if Emperor Yanguang had a peaceful mind, he could survive for a day at most, otherwise he might die at any time.

The medicine mentioned by Monk Yuanming needs at least five days to cook.

Emperor Yanguang tilted his head to look at Mo Yao, he didn't understand the meaning of Mo Yao's words.

What is poison into the lungs?

What's too late?

Go and make medicine for him!

The body that was already at the end of its strength prevented Emperor Yanguang from going crazy. He closed his eyes tiredly to gather strength, and gradually figured out what happened in the process of closing his eyes and resting his mind.

He was poisoned and was about to die, and they didn't even think it was necessary for him to continue taking medicine.

Fear mixed with anger rushed into Emperor Yanguang's heart one after another. From a certain moment, the pain seemed to be going away from him. He no longer felt uncomfortable, and the thoughts that had finally become clear returned to chaos again.

No, he can't just die like this.

Emperor Yanguang used his last strength to say what he wanted to say most, and his staring eyes gradually lost focus.

'Those three little bastards must have poisoned me, let them be buried with me! '

It's a pity that in the eyes of Mo Yao and Bai Qianli, Emperor Yanguang only spoke half of his last words.

"Those three little bastards must have poisoned me..."

A flash of bewilderment flashed in Mo Yao's eyes, he put his trembling hands on the side of Emperor Yanguang's neck, stepped back half a step and pressed his forehead to the marble floor, unable to kneel.

Bai Qianli also couldn't believe that Emperor Yanguang would die so easily.

Didn't the imperial doctor say there is still one more day?

The saint didn't even leave a complete last sentence.

Knowing that Mo Yao would not make mistakes, Bai Qianli still sat down on the ground feeling disappointed after personally verifying that Emperor Yanguang was not breathing.

The first ray of sunlight from the sky came into the room through the smog that had not completely dissipated, illuminating Emperor Yanguang's unrepentant face, as well as Mo Yao's stiff body and the tear stains on Bai Qianli's face.

It wasn't just the people in the inner palace who didn't sleep the whole night, the people in the whole palace were worried all night.

Yesterday, not long after Emperor Yanguang's imperial decree to add food to King Jia successively spread everywhere, the Jinwu guards suddenly surrounded all the residences of the clan and nobles.

Three years ago, the Jinwu Guards only surrounded the Prince's Mansion.

Three years later, the Jinwu Guard even surrounded the residences of the clan and nobles, and even broke down the doors to arrest people.

Such a movement made the courtiers tremble with fear, how could they be able to sleep?

Ever since King Jia was taken away by the eunuch Liang in the inner palace, Ji Xinxue and the others were no longer in the mood to joke around, and the seriousness on their faces eased a little when they heard that Emperor Yanguang had given King Jia two food places in succession. .

When King Jia sent someone back to the palace to report, knowing that King Jia had left the inner palace and went to the Palace of Concubine De, Ji Xinxue and the others completely let go of their worries and went back to their rooms for dinner.

They who were all smiling at that time never imagined that they would be caught by the Jinwu guards who broke into the palace while they were eating and entered the inner palace.

They were still four when they were taken out of King Jia's palace, but after they were locked in a room where you could see the golden surroundings even without candles, they became three.

Ji Jingrou is gone!

Noticing that someone was missing, Ji Xinxue flew to the door and yelled, "You forgot the third lady of Prince Jia's Mansion, Ji Jingrou!"

Ji Xinxue, Yu Heng, and Ji Jingyu banged on the door and yelled for a while without getting any response.

A fourth person's voice suddenly sounded from the dark corner, "There is no Ji Jingrou here."

"what!"

Ji Xinxue was so frightened by the voice that she screamed, and subconsciously hugged Yu Heng beside her.

He doesn't believe in metaphysics, but he is afraid of ghosts!

Ji Jingyu's reaction was no better than Ji Xinxue's, he clung to the door and collapsed on the ground, staring straight at the direction of the voice, his voice trembling, "What, what's happening? "

Only Yu Heng, who was holding Ji Xinxue with one hand, could remain calm. He took out a dagger from his boot, "Who! Get out!"

The people in the corner didn't feel guilty for scaring Ji Xinxue and Ji Jingyu, nor were they scared by Yu Heng. He said numbly, "Ji Chenghu of Prince Li's Mansion."

After confirming that there were people in the corner, Ji Xinxue and Ji Jingyu immediately returned to normal, and Yu Heng hid the dagger back in his boots. Before they could ask Ji Chenghu about Ji Jingrou, another person was locked in.

The people imprisoned this time are King Yi, the son of King Zhen, and Ji Liu.

Ji Xinxue touched the red jade bead string on her wrist, she didn't need to ask Ji Chenghu, he already knew why Ji Jingrou was not here.

After Ji Cheng was also arrested, the four of them found a corner in the dark to hide.

The others were not stupid either, and each took a chance to find a secret place to hide.

There were obviously many people in the hall, but no sound could be heard, not even the sound of breathing.

Everyone stayed in fear for the whole night, and each other's faces gradually changed from completely invisible to faintly visible, and then gradually clear.

Its daybreak.

The sudden ringing of the bell made every corner of the hall scream one after another. Ji Xinxue and Yu Heng held each other's hands silently. The pain from between the fingers carried real and reassuring power, silently soothing their suddenly disturbed pain. mood.

On the other side, Ji Jingyu and Ji Cheng hugged each other regardless of their appearance.

Fortunately, there were only continuous ringing of bells, and no Jinwu guards broke in to arrest people.

More and more people relaxed, but Ji Xinxue felt the pain between her fingers getting stronger and stronger.He turned his head to look at Yu Heng's tense side face, moved to the front of Yu Heng while holding his hands, hugged Yu Heng gently, and stroked Yu Heng's stiff back with his other hand, hoping to make Yu Heng feel better. relax.

After the bell stopped, Yu Heng suddenly raised his hand that had fallen on the ground, and pulled Ji Xinxue into his arms almost arbitrarily.

"Axue, it's the death knell, the saint... passed away."

Ji Xinxue was caught off guard by Yu Heng and was dragged into her arms. Just as she was about to resist, she was stunned when she heard Yu Heng say that Emperor Yanguang had died.

When the emperor dies, the death knell rings a hundred times and repeats three hundred rounds.

The bell just rang a hundred times?

Before Ji Xinxue could figure out how she felt in her heart, the tears in her eyes could not stop flowing down her cheeks and onto Yu Heng's collar.

He hugged Yu Heng tightly back, choked up and said, "I cry because I'm sad."

Yu Heng buried her head on Ji Xinxue's shoulder to hide her almost uncontrollable smile, and whispered, "I'm sad too."

Suddenly, someone's cry came from outside the door.

"Mountains collapse, saints go!"