Chu Qiao's biography of Yuan Chun and Yan Xun

Countless undead in the underworld are howling in pain, and the black space is filled with mist. This is a place of death where the sun doesn't bother to stop.The man wearing the black ghost talisman mask stood in the courtyard of Hades Hall, looking at the huge dead tree with dim eyes.The Hades Palace is very quiet. Compared with other places, it is like a separated peach garden, surrounded by night pearls as big as fists, as bright as day.

For thousands of years, this tree has been rooted in the soil of the underworld. Although it does not bloom or grow leaves, it tenaciously retains a trace of vitality. The second time he muttered to himself, and he could vaguely discern that he was calling a name, Chun'er.

"Chun'er, Chun'er? Wake up, I'm going home." Yan Xun gently rubbed his chin against the furry head in his arms, and touched the girl's red lips with his fingers. His voice was magnetic and gentle, and now it was as cold as a blade Yan Shizi can only be so gentle in front of the little princess, but the little princess in his arms often doesn't know it.

I woke up from the dream of the other shore flower, the first thing I saw was Yan Xun's pretty face, then I happily curled the corners of my mouth and asked him with curved eyebrows

"Brother Yan Xun, Chun'er just had a dream, guess what it was dreaming about."

Yan Xun pulled the hair on both sides of the little princess' cheeks behind her ears, and kissed the girl's ear with an intimate tone

"Chun'er is so happy today, is it because she dreamed of her favorite plum blossom?"

Yan Xun saw that the little princess shook her head, and was about to guess again when she saw his girl leaning over, exhaled a soft breath in his ear, and said sweetly, "Chun'er dreamed of you."

Yan Xun's brain buzzed, as if a string was broken, the girl's soft breathing could be heard clearly in his ears, and the little princess' words kept circling in his mind, dreaming of you, dreaming of you, Yan Xun Xun hugged the soft little princess in his arms, his eyes were hot

"Chun'er, I want to kiss you."

The girl in his arms blushed, and closed her eyes obediently. Yan Xun swallowed the fragrance as he wished, and tasted it carefully.

One month after Yan Xun returned to Chang'an, the court of Wei became more and more strange. Yu Wenhuai, who was once very popular, was neglected, but Yu Wenyue, who was grounded, was reused.More importantly, Emperor Wei's health deteriorated day by day.

Not long after Yan Xun kidnapped Princess Yuanchun, who was married to him, Daliang sent an envoy to ask for an explanation. Emperor Wei couldn't do it. Then he left angrily.Emperor Wei fell ill in a fit of anger, vomited blood, and fainted in the court hall, all civil and military officials were in an uproar.

The well-dressed beauty carefully held the decoction and pushed open the gate of Qinzheng Hall. The majestic emperor of the past was lying weakly on the dragon couch, like an old man dying.The beauty held up the jade bowl, and under the cover of the wide sleeves, some fine powder silently fell into the black soup.

"Your Majesty, the medicine is here, and I will serve you to drink it."

Wei Di opened his eyes weakly, looked at the lovely and pitiful beauty in front of him, and felt more pity in his heart

"Thank you Lan'er, I've been sick for the past few days, and I see that you've lost a lot of weight."

"Where is the emperor's words? This is what the concubine should do. The concubine only hopes that you will get better soon, and Hao'er misses you very much."

Wei Di thought of his youngest son who could talk just now, and patted the delicate back of the beauty's hand, "Don't worry, my concubine, Hao'er is a good and blessed child."

Emperor Wei fell into a deep sleep, the beauty looked at the jade bowl, the corner of her mouth curled into a sarcasm, from the moment she decided to cooperate with Prince Liang, there was no turning back, Xiao Ce was right, Emperor Wei was old after all.Her Hao'er is too young, they need stronger support.Besides, the beauty looked at the emperor on the couch with deep eyes. Emperor Wei ordered Yuanche to return to Beijing three days ago, and the weather in Chang'an might change.

The little princess on the couch was sleeping obediently, with black hair, pink lips, and long eyelashes quietly casting a shadow on her eyelids, her breath was sweet.Yan Xun held the girl's hand, his tone was indiscriminate

"Princess, how?"

The doctors kneeling down were trembling, and one who looked a little older frowned, and answered thoughtfully

"Forgive me, my lord. The concubine's pulse condition is peculiar. Sometimes it is steady and strong, and sometimes it is as weak as an old man. I have little knowledge and knowledge, and I can't diagnose the disease. I dare not prescribe medicine casually."

Yan Xun held the girl's hand tightly, his tone was cold

"Feng Mian, let them go."

The doctors who saved their lives breathed a sigh of relief, and before Feng Mian could speak, they hurried out with the medicine box.

Zhong Yu came in at this moment, and reported respectfully through the wide screen.

"My lord, there are people outside the mansion asking to see you."

He didn't hear the answer, Zhong Yu knew that the prince might be in a bad mood today because of the concubine, silently lit a piece of wax for the people outside the door, Zhong Yu opened his mouth

"My lord, that man claims to be Xiao Ce."

Yan Xun gently caressed the little princess's hair, but his eyes were scarlet.