After the imperial doctor left, Na Tuo's face was sullen.
Uneasy.
The Marquis of Pingyang also seemed to have noticed something, and asked Na Tuo: "My lord, is there something else?"
Na Tuo sighed: "Sure enough, I can't hide it from Lord Hou."
"What's the matter?"
"This king... I don't know either."
"do not know?"
Na Tuo sat upright, looked at Marquis Pingyang very seriously, and asked, "Master Marquis, do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"
Uh!
The Marquis of Pingyang looked astonished.
Shocked.
"Ghost? Why did the lord say such a thing?"
Natuo frowned tightly and said, "Last night... I..."
Before he finished speaking, he leaned back in a muffled voice like a deflated ball.
He squeezed his fist and slammed it on the table.
I don't know how to speak.
A solemn face.
Marquis Pingyang seemed to guess from his expression.
He lowered his voice and said, "Your Highness is trying to say... You saw Shilin last night?"
Uh!
Broken by a word.
Natuo's face turned blue.
That panicked feeling rushed to his chest again. He squeezed his fists even tighter, and his voice trembled slightly: "I did see him, he was standing in my room, and he kept saying that I lied to him and asked me to go down and be buried with him, and his head was gone. Only the body, covered in blood! I don't
I know... Was my decision right or wrong? "
"Your Highness..." Na Tuo's eyes were wet, with guilt and regret on his face, and he said, "I grew up with Shilin, I have always regarded him as a sibling, and I am willing to give up the throne to keep him well, but... In order to protect myself, I personally asked the prisoner to behead him. It was I who killed him, and I killed him with my own hands. Do you know that since these days, I often think of him, drinking and playing chess with him In those days, as soon as I closed my eyes, all kinds of things from the past kept running in my mind.
In a flash, I sometimes even forget that he is dead and think he is still alive! If I could, I…" would never do it.
Before the last sentence was finished, the Marquis of Pingyang hurriedly interrupted: "There is no turning back when the bow is drawn! Since the prince has made a decision at that time, he has no regrets. Besides, if the prince does not do this, he has to go to Bao Gongshi. Lin's words, then it is equivalent to causing trouble for the upper body, so, only
It is the best policy to have an abandoned car to protect the handsome. "
Quickly restrain Natuo's unbearable heart!
Takuya took a long breath.
also pulled back to reality.
Christine is dead.
There is no regret medicine in the world.
The Marquis of Pingyang continued; "Your Highness is just too tired, so you are thinking wildly. At this time, you must not be in a mess for irrelevant things. Your Highness, you must understand!"
"Of course the king understands."
"Then stop thinking about it."
"But..." Natuo leaned forward again, full of fear, "But last night, in addition to Shilin, I also saw moths, and the basin of water... No, it's blood! The basin is full of Blood, but in a blink of an eye, there was nothing."
"It must be the prince who is confused."
"Impossible! Impossible!"
He doesn't believe it!
One is not crazy, and the other is not stupid.
Nor did he lose his mind.
How could it be wrong
The Marquis of Pingyang was not at all shocked by these strange phenomena he said, and comforted him: "Didn't the imperial doctor just say it, the prince is so tired because he is too tired, so don't worry."
"No, I really..."
"There are still a few days before the annual festival. If the prince is suspicious at this time, then all our deployments will be in vain, and there is only one step to success."
Nato sighed.
Yes!
There are still a few days left until the New Year's Eve.
As long as all goes well, he can ascend to the throne.
become the new king.
over thousands of people.
The desire for power gradually pulled him back to reality.
His emotions were also calmed down.
He said, "That's right, I can't mess around, I'm just too tired, there are no moths at all, no blood, and no... Shilin, he's dead, dead!"
Intense self-hypnosis.
The Marquis of Pingyang was also more at ease: "My lord, you can rest well these few days, and leave everything to me. When the New Year's Day comes, it will be the day you ascend the throne."
Natuo nodded and asked again, "How are things going now?"
"All arrangements have been made. Two thousand soldiers and horses outside the city are waiting to enter the city the night before the New Year's Festival, and the guards around the king have all been replaced by our people."
"That's good."
"Everything is now owed to Dongfeng!"
Natuo exhaled and hesitated for a moment: "Anyway, be careful."
After the Marquis of Pingyang left, Na Tuo Ming fetched a few bottles of wine.
Start to keep pouring into the mouth.
Probably only when you are drunk can you make yourself feel more comfortable!
In the next few days, his mental state was worse by the day.
There are always strange things to see at night.
In order to prevent it from spreading out and not let everyone think he was crazy, he blocked the mouths of everyone in the house.
So far, I haven't closed my eyes for several nights.
The prince must attend the annual festival, and since this festival is about his ascension to the throne, he must support it.
Until that day!
Five days before the festival.
As New Year's Eve approached, firecrackers sounded everywhere in the city.
beaming.
New Year's Eve is a day when the family gets together.
This is the case outside the palace, and the same is true inside the palace.
The most excited are the maids and eunuchs.
Every New Year, they can receive rewards from various palace masters.
A reward is enough for their salary for several months!
"I don't know how much silver reward I can receive this year."
"A lot anyway."
"Last year, the master of De'an Palace rewarded me with a hosta, but it's valuable."
"Don't always think about rewarding silver, this year's New Year's Eve is the annual festival, we have to cheer up, but we must not make mistakes."
"Every New Year's Eve is a festival, and nothing has happened. What can happen this year?"
"Be careful."
Several palace maids were carrying things, and while walking, they rustled and talked.
Go to the altar.
And this time, Na Yan was at the sacrificial altar.
These days, he has been running inside and outside the palace.
Busy with various things for the New Year's Eve.
On the sacrificial altar, the arrangement of gongs and drums has begun.
Na Yan inspected, for fear that something was wrong.
Fortunately, the Ministry of Rites cooperated very well.
All arranged properly.
He stood on the highest point of the sacrificial altar, looking around and overlooking everything.
That feeling is really good!
A little eunuch came up from below and waited beside him: "My lord."
He gave a "hmm", tilted his head and asked, "Has it all been arranged?"
"Don't worry, my lord, everything has been arranged properly, and everything that needs to be sorted out has been sorted out."
"Well, keep an eye on it, don't let anything go wrong."
"Yes, the slave must take a good look."
Then take a long breath.
Look into the distance!